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“The success rate of liver transplantation is relatively high, especially since your liver’s blood-producing function has declined due to your heart condition.
If you had met me a few years earlier, your liver would have been fine. Generally, the best donors are those who are closest in blood relation.”
Gu Jiaojiao gave Song Zijie a brief explanation, and he understood, after all, he was a third-year medical student.
Su Shuoci had been staring intently at his wife. Even as an outsider, he understood what she was saying.
Song Zijie suddenly felt hopeful about living. He decided to skip the cold skin noodles and went home to discuss the matter with his parents.
Before leaving, he looked at Gu Jiaojiao and said, “Sister-in-law, I really just wanted to earn more money for my family. You don’t think I’m too materialistic, do you?”
Gu Jiaojiao’s eyes lit up as she shook her head repeatedly. How could earning money be materialistic? Sister here also wants to earn more money.
“Of course not. What’s wrong with loving money? A gentleman loves wealth but acquires it through proper means. As long as it’s earned honestly, it’s not materialistic. I like money too!”
“Really? Once I’m better, I’ll take you all to earn money together,” Song Zijie said solemnly.
“Deal,” Gu Jiaojiao agreed readily. She was one step closer to becoming the wealthiest.
She wasn’t worried about not having a medical license to perform surgeries.
For others, it might be an issue, but for the Song family, nothing was impossible.
Besides, life and death are determined by heaven. The ways of heaven are unpredictable, and so are the affairs of the world.
If she could save someone, she would. How long a person lives is predestined.
For example, cannon fodder in the book had to die early, but her arrival changed the fate of her and her family.
The most tragic cannon fodder, Song Zijie, should also recover. Gu Jiaojiao was very confident in her medical skills.
In her previous life, she had cured countless early-stage liver cancer patients. Although medical resources weren’t advanced in this era, she had what it took.
If your heart is filled with sunshine, your heart is bright, and your heart is happy.
Then, it’s possible for you to live longer, much longer.
Where a person’s fate truly leads is already arranged by destiny.
She and Su Shuoci, separated by decades, could still meet. She believed in their fate.
It could go far, and it could last long, until the end of time.
Although they weren’t in love yet, the man relied on her resources and her medical skills to heal his legs.
She also relied on him. In this unfamiliar era, he was her support. They were moving towards each other.
When Gu Jiaojiao looked at Su Shuoci, the man was also looking at her, his gaze so intense, so infatuated, as if he were looking at the girl he loved.
“Jiaojiao~ I really like you.”
The man’s sudden confession made Gu Jiaojiao’s heart pound. She pressed her hand against her chest, as if to keep her heart from jumping out.
“I like you too.”
Gu Jiaojiao had always been someone who dared to act. Fate, this was fate.
When fate comes, you can’t stop it. When fate leaves, you can’t hold onto it.
If you love, you love. When in love, be clear, be certain.
If two people no longer love each other, they must part. They can’t stay together pretending to be in love.
The rise and fall of fate are predestined. All we can do is cherish and treat it well while it lasts.
When fate leaves, don’t linger, don’t be greedy. Pack up and walk your own path.
Su Shuoci had no idea that his wife viewed love so clearly, already thinking about the path of not loving while they had just fallen in love.
All he heard was his wife saying she liked him too. She liked him too! So, he was special in her heart.
What he feared most was that he liked her, but she never realized he was right by her side.
Holding her hand, smelling the faint fragrance on her, his breath grew hot.
At this moment, words were unnecessary. Their intertwined hands burned, making him tremble involuntarily.
“Jiaojiao, it’s so good to have you,” the man said hoarsely, his voice filled with sincerity.
“Su Shuoci, it’s even better with you.”
It’s not that I can’t live without you, but life is better with you. That’s what Gu Jiaojiao thought.
Su Shuoci looked up at his wife, his face flushed with excitement, his heart leaping like a joyful deer.
“Jiaojiao~ We’ll love each other till our hair turns white, till the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.”
Gu Jiaojiao looked at the man, her eyes brimming with tears. “Yes, we’ll love each other till our hair turns white.”
If you stop loving me before our hair turns white, I’ll dye your hair white myself…
Su Shuoci gazed at his wife through teary eyes. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her eyebrows arched like distant mountains.
Her full, red lips glistened with a hint of moisture, and her smiling eyes were filled with sincerity.
This was his destined wife, the one who made his steadfast heart of twenty-five years fall completely.
The couple, one overwhelmed with emotion, the other excited but still rational, continued walking happily.
Su Shuoci, who was usually quiet around others, remained as talkative as ever with Gu Jiaojiao.
He chattered non-stop, even pretending to be tired to rest under the shade of a tree, afraid his wife might get sunburned.
After some delays, they finally reached the cold skin noodle stall. Su’s father was washing bowls, while Gu’s father was already packing up.
“Su Shuoci, there’s no one at our cold skin stall. Have people gotten tired of it already?”
“They must have sold out. Look, Second Brother is smiling like an idiot.”
“Jiaojiao, you’re here. We’ve sold out. Should we prepare more tomorrow?” Second Brother Gu’s cheerful voice rang out.
“Ah, it’s been less than twenty minutes since work ended. How did you manage so quickly?”
“Ha! Those who didn’t get to buy cold skin at noon already paid in advance during work.
We started preparing an hour early. They brought their own bowls and receipts after work, so we sold out quickly.”
“Dad, Mom, let’s go home.”
“Mm,” both Su’s father and Gu’s father responded simultaneously, their faces beaming with smiles.
On the way, Second Brother Gu asked again if they should increase the quantity tomorrow. Gu Jiaojiao was still considering when Su Shuoci spoke up.
“Jiaojiao, there are many people in the compound. Adding another two hundred bowls wouldn’t hurt. It won’t be long before others start copying us.”
Gu Jiaojiao glanced at the man. He was very sharp. If they kept facing high demand, another cold skin stall would pop up.
No matter how the taste compared, those who couldn’t buy from them would definitely go to the other stall.
“Alright, I’ll leave it to you.”
Hearing that they could add two hundred bowls, Second Brother Gu smiled. He wasn’t afraid of hard work, especially since he earned ten yuan a day.
He pushed the food cart, Su’s father carried the bowls and chopsticks, and Su Shuoci sat in his wheelchair. The group attracted the attention of passersby.
When they encountered someone they knew, they nodded and greeted them. Most people silently made way for them.
After Gu Jiaojiao and her group passed, the gossip behind them grew louder and louder.
Su Shuoci, with his keen hearing, couldn’t help but overhear, though Su’s father and Gu’s father couldn’t hear it.
Gu Jiaojiao had always been the main subject of gossip, and now Su Shuoci had joined her as a topic of discussion.
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Dreamy Land[Translator]
Hey everyone! I hope you're enjoying what I'm translating. As an unemployed adult with way too much time on my hands and a borderline unhealthy obsession with novels, I’m here to share one of my all-time favorites. So, sit back, relax, and let's dive into this story together—because I’ve got nothing better to do!