After Ji Xiuming finished speaking, without waiting for Ji Xuan's reaction, he made his decision:
"We'll pack our bags tonight when we get back, and we'll head to Liaoning Province tomorrow after I've completed the formalities."
After saying that, he got up and started to pack up the things he had left behind while working at the bookstore.
Ji Xuan was left alone, sitting on the stool, opening his mouth as if to ask something.
But watching his master wander around the bookstore under the pretense of tidying up, pretending to be busy, he realized that his master was actually busy.
In reality, what was put away wasn't anything essential.
He knew that his master didn't want to hear any more of his questions and doubts.
The move was decided, and there was no room for change.
He had no choice but to suppress the question he wanted to ask and wait for his master to take him home.
In truth, he knew very well that even this renowned doctor from Liaoning Province might not be able to cure him.
After all, his master had taken him to see many doctors since he could remember.
However, to this day, he is still a heavy user of medicine.
I drink Chinese medicine every single day of the year.
The taste of Chinese medicine had almost seeped into his bones.
Sometimes he thought, maybe I should just let it go!
But seeing how hard his master worked and found someone to treat his illness.
He couldn't bring himself to express his thoughts.
The same thing is true now; he has thoughts of giving up, but he can't bear to see his master disappointed.
So what could he do? He could only cooperate with his master and move to Liaoning Province.
Ji Xuan's thoughts raced for a moment before he sighed.
She got up and walked to Ji Xiuming's side.
She asked him, "Master, what else do you need to pack? Do you need my help?"
"Hey, yes, these books were bought for you by your master. Pack them up and we'll take them back with us."
Upon seeing that Ji Xuan had also come to help, Ji Xiuming knew that he had accepted the move.
My mood is not as depressed as before.
Actually, thinking back on all these years, although Ji Xuan's poison has not been cured.
However, because he was given precious medicinal herbs to nourish him for many years, his physical condition improved significantly.
Even the medication to suppress toxins no longer needs to be taken so frequently.
If he could continue to maintain Ji Xuan using the same methods as before.
Although it still can't get rid of the toxins, at least it can keep him alive, isn't that good enough?
As long as the child is alive and happy.
What else could he possibly be dissatisfied with?
Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt a weight lift from my shoulders.
As if some kind of restraint had been released from its body, the movements of packing things became faster and faster.
Before long, all his belongings had disappeared from the Crescent Bookstore.
Ji Xiuming stood in the middle of the bookstore, looking around at the entire store.
Looking at this place where I've worked for several years and it hasn't changed at all.
My heart is filled with endless sorrow: I don't even know if I'll ever be able to come back.
Although he felt a certain reluctance, he did not feel the slightest bit sad when he turned and walked out of the bookstore with Ji Xuan.
After all, staying here any longer would risk going to jail or being punished.
That lingering attachment was utterly insignificant compared to the lives of himself and Ji Xuan.
"Let's go, Xiao Xuan."
"good."
As the two finished speaking, all that remained of the bookstore were their receding figures, never looking back.
The next day, Ji Xiuming, who had been prepared, changed his and Ji Xuan's appearances.
They traveled to Liaoning Province with introductions and identification documents that identified them as their new identities.
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