"How do you speak such fluent English?"
After returning home, Ye Qingqing could no longer contain her curiosity.
Lu Mo's spoken English is better than many college students. Ye Qing now feels that Lu Mo is like a treasure, and she can discover his shining points every day.
"I learned it from a priest."
Lu Mo started talking about some things from his childhood.
Because he was not very sociable when he was a child, and he didn't have many friends. He was always alone on his way to and from school.
“Back then, I had to pass by a church every day after school. There was an old priest inside. One day, it was raining heavily, and I was taking shelter from the rain at the church entrance when the old priest invited me in for coffee…”
After drinking that cup of coffee, Lu Mo formed a close friendship with the old priest, despite their age difference.
The old priest taught Lu Mo English, and Lu Mo brought the old priest delicious food made by Lin Shufang. The two got what they wanted and were very happy.
"Didn't you used to attend No. 1 High School? Where is the church?"
Ye Qingqing thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how there could be a church on the road from the compound to the No. 1 Middle School.
It was converted into a department store ten years ago.
Lu Mo looked somewhat sad and nostalgic.
Is it Minghui Department Store?
“That’s the one. It used to be a church.” Lu Mo nodded.
"Where is that old priest?"
"The old priest passed away ten years ago!"
Lu Mo sighed. The old priest had no children or relatives. After his death, it was Lu Mo and Lin Shufang who arranged his burial and buried him in Pingjiang Cemetery.
After the old priest passed away, the church was converted into a department store. Perhaps in a few years, the young people of Pingjiang will no longer remember this church!
"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of human nature. Let's go visit the old priest's grave sometime!"
Although Ye Qingqing couldn't see it, she could sense that Mo had deep feelings for the old priest.
Lu Mo smiled slightly. Whenever he came back to visit his family, he would go to sweep the old priest's grave. Although he only knew that the old priest's name was John and knew nothing else, the old priest was his first mentor in life.
Father John taught him many things and influenced him greatly; Lu Mo was grateful to him for the rest of his life.
The next day, Lu Mo took Ye Qingqing to Meng Yifan Hospital, where the results of her eye test came back.
Dr. Anthony looked very serious; he had been studying the test results for almost an hour, and the more he looked, the more excited he became.
"My guess is correct; it is indeed caused by some kind of fungus. However, I need to culture and study it to find out what kind of fungus it is and to find a solution, which may take a relatively long time."
Dr. Anthony's eyes gleamed; the fungus in Ye Qingqing's eyes had not yet been discovered.
His favorite thing is to research new things, and he happens to have some free time during this period, so he won't be bored.
"Okay, please, Dr. Anthony!"
Lu Mo nodded, feeling somewhat relieved. As long as there was a solution, that was good.
Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask, "Approximately how long will it take?"
Dr. Anthony frankly said, "It's hard to say. If you're lucky, it might only take a month or two, but it could take eight or ten years, or it might never get better."
He added, "I also need to analyze whether the fungus has a corrosive effect on your cornea. Some bacteria can melt certain tissues in the human body, and these all need to be analyzed gradually."
Lu Mo's heart, which had been at ease, jumped again, and he felt very uneasy.
Even if he wasn't a doctor, he knew the consequences of fungal corrosion of the cornea: permanent blindness.
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