Chapter 52 Emergency Translation

After the New Year, Wen Qingchuan had to go back to the training ground for training.

During this period, Zhou Xinghua's sentence was officially announced. Zhou Xinghua was sentenced to ten years, and several other gangsters were sentenced to eight years.

Because Zhou's father made mistakes at work and was about to retire, his superiors finally let him retire early because he had dedicated most of his life to the army.

Yang Junzhi came home once afterwards and told Shen Sangyu that the Zhou family would never bother her again.

And the Zhou family did not look for her. Shen Sangyu guessed that it must be because of the pressure from above.

Winter passed and spring came. Although the New Year had passed, every family in the compound had Spring Festival couplets posted, and children would occasionally have a piece of dried meat or a few candies in their pockets.

Three weeks passed in a flash. On this day, Wen Qingchuan took a leave and brought Shen Sangyu to the hospital to remove the stent.

The stent was removed very quickly, but the calf, which had been wrapped in the stent for almost a month, had atrophy due to lying in bed every day.

Shen Sangyu felt like she was stepping on cotton when she walked on the road, and her calf felt slightly cool, which was very heartbreaking.

Shen Sangyu said she couldn't stand it, and the doctor explained: "Your situation is very normal. After all, you haven't used this leg for a while. Soak it in hot water when you go home, and it will recover slowly."

She understood the truth, but this strange feeling happened to her, and being able to understand and being able to accept it are two different things.

Only Wen Qingchuan seriously asked the doctor for other precautions, and silently took note of them in his heart before leaving the ward.

After leaving the orthopedics department, he brought Shen Sangyu to the neurology department. The hospital was not well equipped at the moment. After Shen Sangyu finished the follow-up examination, the doctor took a look at the film and said that she had recovered well.

Wen Qingchuan seemed to have something to ask, but he couldn't speak in front of Shen Sangyu.

After thinking for a while, he said to Shen Sangyu, "Sangyu, why don't you go to the hospital for breakfast first?"

Wen Qingchuan's excuse was really not very good. She had long known that Wen Qingchuan was concerned about her personality changes. She knew what Wen Qingchuan was going to ask, so she just said, "I'll wait for you in the corridor."

Then she limped away.

She sat on a chair in the corridor, facing the neurology consultation room.

Wen Qingchuan suddenly felt like he was trying to cover up something, but he still sat down and told her about Shen Sangyu.

The doctor was also a little bit surprised: "It's been so long, why didn't you come to the hospital earlier?"

Wen Qingchuan explained: "I didn't find anything unusual before, and then she said it herself, and she didn't forget everything. What she remembered was very vague, but if people or things appeared in front of her, she could remember it immediately."

After hearing this, the doctor carefully looked at the film taken by Shen Sangyu.

Wen Qingchuan waited nervously, looking back at Shen Sangyu from time to time.

"Your wife has no brain problems, and no blood clots. As for the situation you mentioned..." The doctor thought for a moment before explaining, "The human brain is amazing. There are tens of thousands of neurons in the brain, and it is a dynamic system. So I guess your wife was in danger at the time, and the brain automatically protected her, so she can only remember a vague concept of many things."

After the doctor finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Wen Qingchuan and asked carefully, "Do you understand?"

Wen Qingchuan shook his head honestly, "I understand half of it."

Doctor: "..."

Wen Qingchuan: "In short, what you mean is that although her memory is vague, her life is not affected, and her brain is not damaged, so it's not a problem, right?"

The doctor nodded.

After getting this answer, Wen Qingchuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

When she walked out of the ward, she curled the corners of her lips

as she looked at Shen Sangyu who was bending over to massage her legs. "You came out?" Shen Sangyu's eyes went dark, and when she looked up, she saw Wen Qingchuan standing in front of her, blocking the light in the office.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and Wen Qingchuan had his back to the light. Shen Sangyu could only see a tall figure standing in front of her.

When she got closer, Shen Sangyu could see Wen Qingchuan's face and his smile clearly.

"Let's go have dinner." Wen Qingchuan said.

Shen Sangyu certainly wouldn't refuse, and she felt that Wen Qingchuan seemed very happy today.

"What did the doctor say?" Shen Sangyu pulled Wen Qingchuan's sleeve and stood up.

Wen Qingchuan subconsciously pulled Shen Sangyu's hand to help her stand more steadily: "The doctor said that you have changed so much because your brain has activated a protection mechanism. As long as it does not affect your life, it will be fine."

Shen Sangyu thought that it was the brain that was hurt most. After all, the human brain is something that humans probably cannot figure out in their lifetime.

Compared to her activating the protection mechanism and traveling through time, the former is probably more convincing.

After dinner, Wen Qingchuan took Shen Sangyu back home.

He didn't have much leave, and the reason he was able to take leave before was because he had never been home in the past ten years. Now that Shen Sangyu is almost well, he can't take leave frequently.

Life seemed to have returned to the past, and time passed in a blink of an eye and it was March.

Now Shen Sangyu's translation speed is gradually increasing, and the quality of each book is real. Mao Jie gives more and more bonuses. Shen Sangyu deposits all the money she receives every month into Wen Qingchuan's passbook.

In mid-April, Shen Sangyu went to the publishing house to submit the manuscript again after half a month. As soon as she entered the translation agency, she saw several men in Mao suits.

Shen Sangyu can feel that this group of people is not simple just by looking at their temperament.

"Sangyu, you came at the right time!"

Mao Jie, who was originally exhausted, smiled immediately when he saw Shen Sangyu: "You came just in time!"

Mao Jie stood up from his chair in an instant, and was so enthusiastic that Shen Sangyu had to take a few steps back when he saw him.

Shen Sangyu leaned against the wall, swallowed his saliva and looked at Mao Jie who was abnormally enthusiastic: "What, what happened?"

Mao Jie reacted immediately and whispered: "The higher-ups needed a German translator, so I found one. You know it's all English, no one knows German, but I remembered you can speak German, so I was just planning to find you!"

Shen Sangyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the men sitting in the office.

These people were similar to what he thought, and their identities were indeed extraordinary.

Seeing this, Shen Sangyu walked over and locked his eyes on a middle-aged man in a blue Zhongshan suit.

"Hello, my name is Shen Sangyu, I can translate German."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several men in front of him changed instantly, and they hurriedly asked: "Are you proficient?"

Shen Sangyu said modestly: "Most of the time, there is no problem."

The faces of the group of people opposite became even more excited.

The leading man stood up excitedly and asked solemnly: "Can you translate professional German in the military industry?"

Shen Sangyu's eyes moved, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

If I guessed correctly, this group of people might have a more complicated background than I imagined!

However...

Shen Sangyu raised his eyes and said in a much more serious tone: "I can, if necessary, I can help as a translator unconditionally."