Ye Ci followed Huo Tinglan to another study room on the west side of the third floor.
He had never been to this room before. It seemed to be used to store more important items. It had polished cedar floors, soft shag carpets, and a leather safe as tall as a person. It was dark blue and inlaid with gold, and looked solid and heavy.
There were several flat drawers in the cabinet, filled with documents such as real estate and equity, classified into different categories. The one at the top was reserved for Ye Ci.
A thick stack of old award certificates with smoothed edges and coated, "Three Good Students", "Honorary Certificates", "Good News", festive gold and red, two large photo albums, and a handwritten parenting diary by Ye Hongjun, lie peacefully on the expensive black walnut drawer board, exuding the atmosphere of "my life is worth it"...
"… Why is this still in the safe?"
Zhang even won the title of “Little Hygiene Model” when he was in the first grade of primary school.
Ye Ci's legs went weak with shame and he almost knelt down to Huo Tinglan.
The boxes of old stuff he moved were packed by Uncle He and his men. He had always thought that they were just piled into the storage room. He had been studying so hard during this period that he didn’t even think about it…
"Why?" Huo Tinglan curled his lips, took out a folder, hid his sarcasm, and asked calmly, "The purpose of a safe is to store important items. Aren't these items important to you?"
“It is important, it is important.” Ye Ci was speechless.
But it’s not worth the money, and it doesn’t seem worth it…
"So," Huo Tinglan sneered, enjoying the smoke hissing out of the child's head, "what's wrong with that?"
Ye Ci: “…”
Seeing that Ye Ci remained silent, Huo Tinglan opened the folder and prepared to get down to business.
In the folder, large and small examination reports were neatly arranged by item and date, showing at a glance the changes in Ye Hongjun's condition in recent years. In addition, there were some foreign language documents that Ye Ci could not understand.
The folder looked familiar. Ye Ci remembered that he seemed to have seen Huo Tinglan holding it after school one day. At that time, he felt that the papers looked like hospital examination reports...
It’s actually true.
"Legally, your mother is also my mother. Whether it's because of my feelings for you or because of the law and morality, I should be responsible for her health... I believe you agree with this. If we switch roles, you should make the same decision." Huo Tinglan explained in a matter-of-fact tone, and included Ye Ci in his logic system, as if his behavior was normal and it would be strange if he did it. "So some time ago, I talked to her attending physician, sorted out her medical reports for the past two years, and contacted a biopharmaceutical company in San Francisco..."
Ye Hongjun suffers from a malignant disease related to the oga reproductive system and has a certain genetic tendency.
In his previous life, Huo Tinglan had a comprehensive and detailed understanding of this disease, including the causes, early signs, prevention methods, and, most importantly, treatment methods, because he was worried that Ye Ci would repeat his mother's tragedy. Fortunately, a new drug with a breakthrough treatment effect had been approved for marketing at that time. Although it was expensive, it had an excellent treatment effect. Even if Ye Ci really got sick in the future, he could be cured by this drug. But it was regrettable that this new drug only successfully passed the "breakthrough drug" approval certification of the country's drug supervision and management department in the year when Ye Hongjun passed away. Before that, this project that had achieved great success in the future had not received widespread attention in China, and its reliability had not been fully proven.
However, Huo Tinglan had experienced the future of this new drug becoming a special medicine, and for the sake of safety, he consulted many parties in the past two months and conducted sufficient investigation and research on the project... At present, it is indeed Ye Hongjun's only hope for recovery.
"… This pharmaceutical company went public on the NASDAQ in December last year, raising an astonishing $33.5 billion. They have sufficient funds for research and development, and they currently have seven candidate drugs in their product pipeline, one of which is for oga gland malignancy and has entered the phase III clinical trial stage, which is their main project at this stage." Huo Tinglan explained the situation, took out a printed paper with company information and drug research and development information, and handed it to Ye Ci one by one, "I have consulted several authoritative figures in the pharmaceutical industry recently, and they have a high opinion of this project. Although there are indeed uncertainties in the clinical trial stage, under the premise that other treatment options have not had a significant effect, I think… it is worth a try."
This is a solution that Huo Tinglan believes is feasible, and its importance is self-evident.
Ye Ci held the stack of information that Huo Tinglan handed to him one by one. His eyes trembled slightly as he read anxiously, wrinkling the papers, as if he was afraid that if he answered slowly, the opportunity would slip through his fingers.
Huo Tinglan handed the entire folder to him and said gently, "Before, I didn't prepare it thoroughly, and I wasn't sure if it was safe, so I didn't tell you. I was afraid that if something went wrong, I would give you hope and disappoint you... All the project information so far is here. Take it back and read it carefully before giving me an answer. There is still some time before the start of the third phase of clinical trials." He raised his hand and rubbed Ye Ci's hair. His slow tone was inexplicably convincing. "Don't worry, don't be afraid, your mother is in a very stable condition now."
In the previous life, Ye Hongjun passed away three months before Ye Ci's college entrance examination. It's still a long time ago, so no major problems will occur in the short term.
"If I participate in the experiment... will my mother go to San Francisco?" Ye Ci asked, with helplessness in his eyes.
He can't even speak Chinese like this, so when it comes to English, he can probably only recognize a road sign or ask "how, how uch" at a convenience store...
But he couldn't feel at ease letting Ye Hongjun go to the other side of the ocean alone to participate in the clinical trial.
Huo Tinglan could see his concerns and smiled gently: "The clinical trial process is very long, and you can't go to accompany her. If you are willing to let your mother receive treatment, I will arrange for the medical team and life assistant to accompany you throughout the process. Your current priority is to study... Everything else can be left to me."
What about the medical team accompanying him throughout the whole trip, even to foreign countries? Ye Ci had limited knowledge and for a moment he didn't think about it that way. He only thought about his previous experiences of seeking medical treatment in other places.
It turns out that the problem can be solved this way.
How could there be such a good person like Uncle Huo in the world
Ye Ci's nose bridge was sore and swollen, and he choked for a long time and couldn't speak.
The surging emotions were stuck in his throat, and were about to suffocate him.
So he suddenly stepped forward and threw himself into Huo Tinglan's arms, like a tired bird returning to the forest, throwing himself into the arms of the spring breeze. He wrapped his arms around Huo Tinglan's thin waist, so tightly, so hard, revealing a childish, clumsy and innocence. He didn't know how to express his feelings, so he could only hold her tightly.
The white shirt just showed signs of drying when it became wet again.
After a long while, Ye Ci finally managed to say: "I'm normal, I don't cry all the time..."
These past few days, I seemed to have cried all my tears in front of Uncle Huo and became a crybaby.
He won't feel at ease without an explanation.
"Yeah." Huo Tinglan lowered her head and hugged him, "Xiao Ci, don't cry anymore in the future."
For most of his life, he would no longer shed tears caused by bitterness.
Ye Ci nodded, then stood motionless, holding Huo Tinglan like a sticky little plaster.
This hug seemed very pure to Ye Ci, without any desire, just pure attachment and warmth. The chest was like the sea, gentle and tolerant, he floated in the warm waves, savoring unprecedented joy and peace, reluctant to let go.
After hugging for a while, Huo Tinglan suddenly patted Ye Ci's back and reminded him modestly: "Okay... You've been so emotional today, go take a hot bath and rest early."
Not only did Ye Ci not let go, but because he was afraid of being chased away, he hugged her even tighter. He rubbed his little head against Huo Tinglan's shoulder and shook it twice.
"Be obedient, Xiaoci." Huo Tinglan somehow changed his attitude and actually took a step back.
"What, what's wrong, Uncle Huo?" Ye Ci staggered, still looking at him.
"It's nothing, time to rest." Huo Tinglan pinched the back of Ye Ci's neck through his collar and used OGA's stress response to lift Ye Ci away like a clingy kitten.
Ye Ci didn't say anything else, his eyes dimmed, and he stood one step away from him.
Huo Tinglan sighed.
A rare close relationship...
"You've been hugging me for five minutes," Huo Tinglan pondered for a moment, his eyes full of innocence as he was forced by Ye Ci to make dirty jokes. "I'm a healthy and energetic alpha, and I've liked you for a long time. You hug me like this..." He looked at Ye Ci's face which gradually turned from confusion to disbelief, and said helplessly, "Do you need me to explain it clearly? I'm afraid it's not very polite."
Ye Ci's face suddenly turned red, and subconsciously, he lowered his eyes and looked away.
He seemed shocked that the upright Uncle Huo also possessed the functions that an alpha should have.
"What are you looking at?" Huo Tinglan laughed and used a finger to block Ye Ci's chin modestly, forcing him to look up, "Look forward."
"No, I didn't see anything!" Ye Ci was so scared that he swallowed his saliva and stared straight ahead.
Not to mention that the two of them haven't officially been together yet, even if they were, with Ye Ci's current level of innocence, there wouldn't be anything he could do.
otherwise…
Ye Ci could probably dig a tunnel under his bed and escape overnight.
"Turn around and march in unison," Huo Tinglan suppressed his laughter, "Go back to your bedroom and sleep."
"Good night, Uncle Huo." Ye Ci turned around hurriedly with the documents in his arms. His steps were stiffer than a robot, and he walked towards the bedroom on the second floor in a daze.
Does what Uncle Huo did just now count as... being a hooligan
Anyway, judging by his standards, it's hard not to count.
"… "
Ye Ci clenched his fists.
It's all his fault.
How old are you? You still don't know how to be smart.
It’s all because of Uncle Huo that he has become a hooligan.