Yuan Jian took out a piece of paper and said, "Look, this is Ming Xin's diagnosis sheet."
Xie Yu took it and saw the word "blood cancer".
"Ming Xin was diagnosed with hemorrhagic cancer last year?"
Yuan Jian nodded, "That's right. But not only did he survive, he also went to college and lived a good life."
Xie Yu looked serious, "Could it be a misdiagnosis?"
Yuan Jian sighed, "It's hard to say."
"However, when I went to Kyoto this time, I happened to catch up with Ming Xin's inexplicable fever, and he can't let girls touch his skin. Once he touches his skin, he will get rash all over his body. I asked about it, and the doctor's diagnosis was Ming Xin's. It’s caused by psychological effects and requires psychological counseling. I didn’t mention blood cancer.”
"Is this Ming Xin fake?"
"Probably not. I have looked carefully at Ming Xin's face, and there are no signs of plastic surgery."
"Is it soul penetration?"
"If it's soul penetration, I should be able to diagnose it with my ability."
"Either Mingxin doesn't have any problem, or the problem is serious."
"I think so too. Please check again to see if he really has blood cancer."
"good."
In the blink of an eye, it’s late November. .
Mingxin had a fever again.
Jiang Xin gave him acupuncture, and after his fever subsided, Mingxin went to school as normal.
After school, he had a fever again. When he returned home, Jiang Xin gave him acupuncture again.
After acupuncture, Jiang Xin asked softly, "In the first month of school, when did you have a fever?"
Ming Xin looked weak, "I had a fever two days before school started and recovered on the day of school."
"The fever in October is in the middle. This month the fever is in the late. Which time period does the fever fall from January to August?"
"August is in the second half, July is in the middle, and June is in the early...I seem to have found a pattern. I may have a fever in early December."
"That's very likely. Ah Ming, what exactly have you experienced? Can't you really tell me?"
Mingxin felt a little guilty, "Xinxin, I'm sorry! I can't tell you. That's my secret."
Jiang Xin sighed, "It's okay if you don't tell me, but you have to tell me. When did you start having fever symptoms?"
Ming Xin responded in a low voice, "I started having a fever in October last year."
"You didn't go to the hospital for a checkup at that time?"
"I went there once and haven't been there since. My body is like this. Don't worry, I won't die."
Hearing the word death, Jiang Xin's heart skipped a beat, "Don't say the word death!"
Seeing Jiang Xin's bad expression, Ming Xin immediately smiled and said, "Okay, it's up to you. I'll go cook and you go to my study to read, or should you go back home and wait?"
"Go back home and wait. I have to go back and do laundry."
"Okay, I'll prepare the meal later and send it to you."
"No need to send it away, just call me and I will come over to eat."
"Why do you suddenly want to have dinner with me today? Could it be because I have a fever and you don't trust me?"
"As long as you know!"
Jiang Xin dropped these words and returned to his residence.
Mingxin smiled stupidly at Jiang Xin's back before walking into the kitchen to work.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Xin was washing clothes in the yard when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Please come in, the door is open."
He Shu pushed the door open and entered the courtyard. When he saw Jiang Xin, he smiled and said, "Jiang Xin, Mr. Xie asked me to send you a letter and told me to wait until you read it before leaving."
While speaking, he handed over a letter.
Jiang Xin quickly dried his hands and took it. "Mr. He, thank you!"
Open the letter.
See above.
"In October 1974, Ming Xin went to an out-of-town hospital for a check-up, and the test results showed blood cancer. Yuan Jian has sent people twice to confirm that such a check list does exist, but the strange thing is that last month you took Ming Xin to Kyoto Hospital did an examination and found that Ming Xin did not have blood cancer, it was just a psychological problem.
Yuan Jian and I couldn't figure it out for a while, so we chose to tell this matter. Xinxin, I believe you have your own judgment. After reading the letter, be sure to burn it. "
After Jiang Xin read the letter, he immediately burned the piece of paper.
He Shu saw the letter turned to dust with his own eyes before saying goodbye and leaving.
Jiang Xin didn't bother to continue washing clothes, but went back to the bedroom, opened the door, and entered the space.
"Space, does Mingxin have blood cancer?"
The voice from space came, "I really don't know this. Because I didn't read this information from Ming Xin's head. I can only read that he did go to the hospital for a physical examination in October last year, and it was indeed from that time Starting to have a fever."
"Do you think I should mention blood cancer to him?"
"When you mention it, he must know that someone is checking him."
"Space, can't you read the secret in Ming Xin's heart? I asked him today, but he still refused to tell."
"Yes. I can't read his secrets. Xinxin, actually during this time, I have doubted my ability to perceive. Maybe my perception of Ming Xin is not complete. It seems that it is what he wants me to perceive. I can sense things that he doesn't want me to sense, and I can't sense them anyway.
If he is a dangerous person, there will be trouble. Don’t forget, I couldn’t sense all of Cai Ye’s psychological activities at the beginning, I could only sense part of it..."
"But he gives me a different feeling. I don't think he is a person like Cai Ye. He really wants to make friends with me. Maybe I should have a good talk with him."
"I don't think it's necessary. He won't tell you. It's useless no matter how much you ask. It's better to retreat. If he really wants to make friends with you, he will definitely choose to answer your questions."
"How to make progress by retreating?"
"After his fever subsides this time, you can avoid him until he has a fever next time. Make him realize that if he doesn't tell you the secret, you will get farther and farther away from him. As for whether to tell it or not, choose The power is his."
"I eat his cooking every day, but suddenly I ignore him like this. I feel a little embarrassed."
"Or are you looking for a reason to go to He's house to stay for a few days to make a transition first?"
"good."
Jiang Xin made room, walked out of the bedroom, and continued to wash clothes.
Ten minutes later, Ming Xin's voice sounded from the wall, "Xinxin, dinner is ready."
"coming!"
Jiang Xin quickly wrung out the clothes and hung them to dry.
The next morning, Mingxin's fever subsided.
Jiang Xin said calmly, "Ah Ming, starting from today, I'm going to stay with my relatives for a few days. I can't go to and from school with you, and I can't eat the food you cooked, so you have to buy your own food these days. ”
This news was a bit sudden for Ming Xin, but he had no right to stop Jiang Xin from going, "Okay. How many days will you stay?"
"It's impossible to tell. I'll let you know in advance after I come back to live."
"good."
Ming Xin drooped his head and stopped talking.
Jiang Xin also remained silent.
That night, Jiang Xin went to He's house to visit Grandpa He and Grandma He.
Grandma He took Jiang Xin's hand and invited her to stay here for a few more days, and she immediately agreed.
Grandma He is very happy.
In this way, Jiang Xin went to school during the day and stayed at He's house at night.
When he was in the classroom, he didn't talk to Ming Xin for several days.
