Chapter 109: Are you planning to get the moon first by being close to the water?
In the hospital office, Director Qian looked at the computer, reviewing the course of the patient's illness from beginning to end, and sighed silently.
"The early results were very significant." He turned around and faced Qin Tian, "But the efficacy in the second phase was not as good as expected. We discussed this in a meeting, and the reason may be that we discovered it too late. Lencaneluzumab is still targeted at patients in the early stages. I don't think a third phase is necessary. It's up to your family."
Qin Tian asked, "Besides the Lun-like drug you mentioned, are there any other new drugs being developed?"
"Yes, there are. Gene therapy 1001, NK cell therapy, and CT1812 are all recent research and development directions. However, most of these therapies are still in the experimental stage and are not available in China. It will take at least five years for the plans to mature and be available on the market. Alzheimer's is a progressive disease. After five years, your father's disease will have progressed to a point where these therapies cannot cure it."
“As a family member, what can I do now?”
Director Qian pondered, he had to face such problems every day, and he had to consider not only the patient's ability to bear it, but also the ability of his family members to bear it.
"The patient's consciousness has been relatively clear recently. However, after the effects of Lencanel wear off, he will inevitably face a gradual loss of consciousness. Contrary to previous beliefs, the patient is actually aware to a large extent that he is losing his memory and becoming incapacitated. This process cannot be reversed, and as a family member, we can only offer understanding and comfort. If the patient has any wishes or regrets, we should try to fulfill them before he loses his memory."
Qin Yunjie stood in front of the bed and did some exercises. He felt his bones ache from lying in bed all the time. The door opened and Qin Tian came in with a bag of fruit.
"Have you agreed?" he asked with a smile.
"Um."
"When will you be discharged?"
"It will be a while. There are still three phases of treatment."
"Yi Zhang," Qin Yunjie's understanding gaze fell on her, "Don't force anything."
Qin Tian pulled the corner of his mouth and sat down nonchalantly: "No force, just treat it as it should be."
Qin Tian opened the bag, took out a few oranges and peeled them. She didn't know how to bring this up.
"Dad..." Qin Tian hesitated to speak.
Qin Yunjie's gentle eyes rested on her face, not urging her, but quietly waiting for her. Time moves forward like the wind, never stopping. In the thirty years of their father-daughter relationship, there were almost no moments of tenderness.
"Is your biggest wish to find the Han Dynasty gilded plate?" Qin Tian looked at him and finally said it.
Qin Yunjie smiled and shook his head: "How could that be? My wish is that you have someone to accompany you, someone to help you, and someone to accompany you to the hospital when you get sick."
He was fine, why bring this up? He never cared about these things before, probably because he was really sick.
"Let's not talk about this," Qin Tian said, "This has nothing to do with subjective efforts."
"Have you made any subjective efforts?" he asked again.
"I'm very busy at work, so I don't have time to meet people. Wait until I have some free time, then I'll go on blind dates. There are so many people who want to introduce me to someone, but I just don't have time to see them. Don't worry about it, if you really want to get married, we'll do it soon."
Qin Yunjie felt both amused and heartbroken, but he didn't respond. A child who'd been without a mother since childhood had no one to guide or communicate with when their teenage romance blossomed. Qin Yunjie picked up the orange and slowly ate it.
"Yi Zhang, how are you and Xiao Tang doing?"
"Tang Zhixu? He's always been very good. He brought back the Chunhua Ge Tie last week. I think he might be promoted again."
Qin Yunjie nodded. It seems to be the same as before. What a pity, that child is talented and reliable.
Qin Tian took out a copy of the gilded plate from his bag, placed it in front of him, and pointed at the character "Qiu".
"Speaking of Tang Zhixu, yesterday he said the inscriptions beside this row of figures were from the Qing Dynasty. If he's right, then this gilded plate is a Qing Dynasty imitation. What do you think?"
Qin Yunjie put on his reading glasses and carefully looked at the blurry inscription on the photo.
"Xiao Tang is a calligraphy and painting major, so I don't think he would be mistaken. But is it possible that the gilded plate is still from the Han Dynasty, and the inscriptions were added later? There are many such examples."
Qin Tian stared at his gray hair. He still insisted on his original intention. Was this his faith in his mother and father-in-law or his professional judgment?
The Han Dynasty gilded plate remains his dream. It's the unfulfilled promise he and his mother made, the answer he's been searching for his whole life, and the inseparable memories of lovers. When she grows old and develops Alzheimer's, what will be her greatest wish?
"Dad, you know, every time I find a cultural relic over the years, I feel an indescribable satisfaction. At that moment, my life is worth it. Every time, I think of you. I wonder if you were just like me back then, your blood so hot that you had no time to care about the people around you at that moment. I think Mom knew that the Han Dynasty Gilded Plate was what you wanted to find the most, and she would definitely not want you to find it. If she didn't tell you any clues, she must have her reasons."
Love means not wanting to hold him back; it means wanting him to have his dreams come true, no matter where he goes. Love seeks no reward, it doesn't seek its own benefit; it tolerates everything, believes everything, hopes everything, and endures everything.
Qin Yunjie looked up in surprise. His daughter was both slow-witted and sensitive, straightforward and stubborn. Once she made up her mind, she would never listen to advice and would always go forward with her head held high. If it wasn't Xiao Tang who made her say this, then who was it?
As the lights came on, Tong Zhongyuan had walked around the neighborhood three times, but the lights in Qin Tian's house were still dim. The agent hesitated, "Mr. Tong, the neighborhood is just like this. Actually, for your budget, the neighborhood next door has a better environment and better apartment types. There are two apartments for rent. Would you like to take a look now?"
"No, I just want to rent a house in this complex." He looked at Qin Tian's window. "Is there anything for rent in this building? Or the one across the street is also fine. My friend lives here, and I want to be closer to her."
"Not yet. Well, let me ask my friend for you. He works in Zhongyuan, and the information about each property is different." As he spoke, he walked towards the gate of the community, thinking that Tong Zhongyuan would follow him.
Tong Zhongyuan stood still and said, "Call and ask, if there is any, can we watch it tonight?"
The agent turned back and started making phone calls.
He had thought she would ask him about it after hearing the news that he was going to repair the Yuan blue and white porcelain, but she hadn't said a word the entire afternoon. Did he scare her by losing his temper the day before yesterday? He should never have thrown the Apple Watch she bought into the trash can in front of her. How many times had this happened in the four months since they met again? He had exposed his bad temper, which he had never shown to anyone. In her mind, he was probably an image of moodiness, arrogance and domineering. He couldn't wait any longer. He couldn't be like he did with the Buddha statue last time, holding on for weeks before surrendering. He had neither the capital nor the time now. All he had was her little concern for him, her guilt and her softness.
Qin Tian stayed with Qin Yunjie at the hospital until visiting hours were over before returning home. The subway was past rush hour, and she found a seat. As she swayed, she thought of Director Qian's words and Tong Zhongyuan's decision. She should have approached him to ask about this; she hadn't contacted him that afternoon.
She entered the complex and, as she was about to reach the bottom of the building, she saw a figure that looked very much like Tong Zhongyuan. Her night vision was a little weak, so she squinted and took two steps forward. The man turned his head, saw her, and never looked away again.
"Why are you here?" She finally confirmed that it was him.
The man next to him came over after finishing his phone call. He looked like a real estate agent.
"I've asked. There's actually a unit for rent in the building across the street. Let's wait a moment, he'll be here soon."
"Okay." Tong Zhongyuan answered him first, then answered her, "I'm looking for a house."
"Are you looking for a house in our community?" Qin Tian was surprised.
"Um."
Qin Tian was still waiting for him to finish his "hmm" and give a reason, but no, he just stared at her silently without any explanation. She remembered that this was his style.
"Have you had dinner?" He started a new topic.
"have eaten."
"I haven't eaten yet."
Qin Tian glanced at the time. It was past eight, and he hadn't eaten dinner yet. She opened her bag. When she visited Qin Yunjie that afternoon, she'd bought some cooked food and snacks. She'd left a box of leftovers, planning to have it for dinner tomorrow night. She was about to take it out, but then she pulled her hand back. Even though the box hadn't been touched, it was leftovers after all.
He saw everything she did. She must have some food in her bag, but she was wary of him. The intimacy they had built up with great difficulty was completely wiped out by his outburst. He grabbed her hand as she was about to close the bag: "I'm not picky about food."
His hands were a little cold, and there was helplessness and subtle grievance in his dark eyes. He probably guessed that she had something delicious, but she refused to give it to him.
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