Chapter 27 Chapter 9 The Weird Body

Mencius almost rushed into the house.He saw Meng Die sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a cup of hot milk.She only drank milk when she was in a bad mood. "How are you?" Mencius walked over and asked with concern. "It's okay." Meng Die was expressionless as she drank the milk. "Come here." Mencius pulled her up, but she broke free. "I'm a doctor myself, so I know what's wrong." Meng Die continued to drink milk. "What do you know?" Mencius said distressedly, "What modern medicine can't explain, can you explain?" Mencius regretted it after he finished speaking. He shouldn't blame her for being too strong, and shouldn't blame her for trying to hide the fear.

"I have lived for more than thirty years if I can't explain it," Meng Die looked at him, "If you can't explain it, don't explain it." Mencius looked into her eyes, she seemed to accept her fate, although she insisted on changing, but from the very beginning, she accepted failure.Because, that is a question that cannot be surpassed by time.Her body seems to be beyond the control of modern medicine.She spent ten years playing the dual roles of doctor and patient at the same time.Every time she picks up the scalpel, she can't help but smile, she feels lucky for her patients, at least, they still have the chance to lie on the operating table, and this moment, to her, is a luxury.

Mencius sat beside her, put his arm around her shoulders, and wanted to warm her quietly trembling heart, "If there is a way, we will definitely find a way." "Yes, twenty or thirty years later, there will definitely be more advanced medical technology, and someone will be able to explain my problem, but I can't wait that long." "You can do it," Mencius grabbed her shoulders, "If you can survive these ten years, you will surely be able to survive another ten years, and after another ten years, you will soon be able to live like a normal person."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Meng Die laughed suddenly, "I am a normal person." There were tears in her eyes.Yes, she is a normal person, but she has an abnormal body.The unexplained decline in function and several times the rate of cell division reduced her life to one-third of its original size.Mencius worked desperately to make herself the best surgeon in Hong Kong, but she still couldn't stop the rapid death of cells in her body. "Brother, thank you." Meng Die looked at him gratefully. He helped her regain her ten years of life.The life maintained by drugs is fragile but precious.

Mencius moved his mouth, as if he wanted to tell Meng Die something, but finally gave up.In fact, Meng Die didn't fully understand his body, but he didn't want to scare her.He didn't dare to let her know what he did to her. Could it be that he soaked himself in hot water, he needed to relax and give his brain room to breathe.When he lifted Meng Die's body, he couldn't feel the difference at all. It was an ordinary person's body, with no trace of seams or repaired scars. "Combination Man", what kind of monster is that?In any case, he couldn't connect this concept with Meng Die.

Mo Fei let out a breath, sticking his ears out of the water, he heard a knock on the door, and suddenly remembered that he had asked Situ. "Why, no progress yet?" Mo Fei gave him a cup of tea. "After checking all the hospitals, the patients who have undergone kidney transplantation are either confirmed to be dead or alive and kicking." Situ was a little anxious, and slapped the file on the table, "It's a waste of work." organ transplant?Could it be that when he thought of this, he couldn't help shivering.Suddenly, he thought of something, "Where is the list?"

"What list?" Situ blinked. "The list of patients who have undergone kidney transplantation!" Could Fei be more anxious than him. "What are you doing?" Situ asked, finding out the information and handing it over. Could it be that he was turning the pages one by one, and the clacking sound of turning the pages made Situ's heart shudder. "Hey, if you have an idea, just say it directly. After reading for a long time, you didn't say a word. Are you whetting my appetite?" "No, no..." Mo Fei turned to the last page, "Why not?"

"there is nothing?" "No..." Mo Fei swallowed the words abruptly, "There is no record of my client." Mo Fei lied. "Is your lawsuit related to kidney transplantation?" Situ frowned. "Yeah," Mo Fei said perfunctorily, "Hey, let me ask you a question, have you ever heard of the concept of 'combined people'?" "Combinator, what is it, a Transformer?" Situ felt that it was a bit weird today, but he didn't have time to study this man. The phone rang, and Situ's face turned dark immediately, with a bad premonition rushing straight to his brain along the blood vessels. "Could it be?" Situ's voice was stiff, "the third deceased appeared."

"What's missing this time?" Mo Fei thought of human organs sensitively. Situ was slightly taken aback by his prophet, "I lost my stomach." An Ran accompanied An Jing to the church.After the coffee incident, they tacitly and cautiously avoided all topics related to Fu Junze.They are sisters, they cherish each other's feelings, nine years of blankness, any accident is worth forgiving.Their love is innate. In the triangle dilemma, Fu Junze is the one who intervenes. "Quiet." Someone called her. "Sister Die?" Quietly got up, and turned in the direction of the voice.

"Don't worry." Meng Die went to support her, but looked at An Ran.This was the first time that she and An Ran had a complete face-to-face meeting.Is this the sisters?The same eyes, the same smile, is a perfect fit.Blood relationship is really a magical thing, it can create a perfect pair of... sisters without leaving any traces of imitation?A trace of suspicion flashed in Meng Die's eyes. "Miss Meng." An Ran called her. Meng Die smiled at her, with one point of sympathy, two points of regret, three points of admiration, and four points of understanding.Loving a man who doesn't love you is too hard.

"Of course, I'm a bit cold, can you go to the car and get me my coat?" An Ran nodded in understanding and left. "What do you want to say to me?" Meng Die's body did not affect her thinking. "I want to leave him." An Jing said. "It doesn't matter to my brother, right?" Meng Die helped her sit down. An Jing shook her head, "It's my own problem." "Is it your problem, or yours?" Meng Die looked in the direction An Ran left. "Their problem is me." An Jing took Meng Die's hand, "Whether I choose to go or stay, everyone will make way for me. But I don't want to do this, I don't want to trade other people's pain for my happiness." "But, he loves you too! How can you be sure that An Ran has taken your place? Your happiness is probably Fu Junze's happiness." Meng Die said. "She didn't replace me," Jing Jing said seriously, "she just surpassed me." Jing Jing smiled sourly, "Love and morality can never coexist. Even if he loves me, it is completely equivalent to his love for An Ran. There is no need to hesitate. How many times can what you love and what you should love overlap? In fact, the three of us are like a simple formula. His love for An Ran, minus his love for me, is moral Love. And moral love can never be zero.” "But whether it's happiness or love, you have to fight for it. There is a nine-year gap between you. It's unfair to you to compare who loves more now." "But," the quiet voice trembled suddenly, as if some fear factor was beating rapidly in his heart, "I can no longer be sure whether he is still my happiness." Meng Die's heart thumped: be quiet... "Sister Die." An Jing pulled her. "What?" Meng Die adjusted his mood. "Can you help me find a place to live?" "Aren't you going back to my place?" Meng Die was surprised. "It's been exposed there," An Jing forced a smile, "I don't want him to find me, what I want is not separation, what I want is to leave." "You want to leave without saying goodbye?" Meng Die felt inappropriate. "It's enough for me to tell you, as long as you know where I am, you can protect and take care of me." Jing Jing begged. "No, I won't feel at ease if I leave you alone." Meng Die refused. "Sister Die, please." An Jing was about to cry. Looking at her, Meng Die couldn't help feeling soft-hearted.She closed her eyes slightly, and suddenly, she thought of a person. After bidding farewell to An Jing, Meng Die went to look for Mo Fei, and as soon as he said his thoughts, Mo Fei almost jumped three feet high, "What? Come to me?" "Help me, she really doesn't want to stay with Fu Junze, and she can't go to my place, and I can't just find a house and throw her away. You know me, you know Fu Junze, and you know all their relationships. You are so far The most suitable candidate." Meng Die begged him. "You can go to Situ." Mo Fei generously recommended. "Situ can't even take care of his own life, so I don't worry about entrusting An Jing to him." Meng Die was straightforward. "I can't take care of it either." Mo Fei grimaced. "You can." Meng Die said, "If a man can remember to send a bouquet of flowers to his wife's grave every week, he can definitely take care of a blind patient." "I..." Mo Fei was speechless. "Your carefulness and thoughtfulness are incomparable to Fu Junze and Situ's. They are more willing to bow down to your persuasion skills and entrust you with quietness. I don't have to be afraid that she will be overwhelmed." Meng Die smiled playfully on purpose laugh. Mo Fei rubbed his face, "But you want to send An Jing here secretly, and you want me to hide it from Jun Ze, it's very difficult." "You have so many properties, are you afraid that you can't play hide-and-seek? You must have a way." Meng Die put a high hat on him. "Try it." Mo Fei was helpless. Meng Die smiled happily, but she was tired. "Your body..." Mo Fei noticed her paleness and weakness. "It's okay," Meng Die said with a smile, "There are two big doctors living in our house." Could it be that he smiled and said nothing more.Optimism is the best medicine.Meng Die is a person who knows how to use medicine. Situ was waiting for the forensic doctor's report in the office. Before he could urge him, Yuan Qiu rushed over by himself, yelling, "Great discovery, great discovery!" "What discovery?" Situ snatched the report, looked at it, and frowned. 7769 was sorting out other materials on the side, and came over to read, "Sir, what do you say?" "How is this possible? According to the report, based on the analysis of the bones and muscle elasticity of the deceased, the deceased should be twenty to thirty years old, but according to the functional analysis of his internal organs, he is at least fifty years old. This is completely contradictory! "Situ threw the file on the table. "Wow, isn't that a fairy?" 7769 said. Yuan Qiu shook his head and said: "I can't accept it myself, but I have verified it repeatedly, and there will be no mistakes." "The body is twenty years old, and the organs are fifty years old. It's too scary." Situ stuck out his tongue. "Could it be that those organs don't belong to the deceased?" 7769 said, his face turned green with fright. "What did you just say?" Situ had a flash of inspiration. "I said, those organs may not belong to the deceased." 7769 repeated in a low voice. "It's not the deceased's..." Situ clenched his fist and pressed his chin, a new term that he had just heard recently appeared in his mind for no reason-"combined person".