MTL - The Top Translator Alpha and Her Elite Queen Are Subject To-Chapter 159 I can't go back to the past

The night was dark and tired, but Lu Zhixia suffered from insomnia.

Grandma Wu's words echoed in her ears all the time, she closed her eyes, and her memory was like a rising tide of sea water, tumbling and hitting her reason.

At dawn, Lu Zhixia got up early, rummaged through the refrigerator and made a simple breakfast.

Grandma Wu was surprised and said: "Young people are tired now, why don't you sleep more?"

Yuan Wangshu approached him and said, "This kid got up early. He was in the hotel yesterday morning and woke up longer than me."

Because of this, Grandma Wu knew that they were staying in a hotel, so she couldn't help scolding Yuan Wangshu.

When the two were eating breakfast, Lu Zhixia sent a message to the bodyguards downstairs, asking them to eat first.

Lu Zhixia was sitting at the table drinking porridge, glancing at Grandma Wu from the corner of her eye.

Grandma Wu noticed it and looked at her with a smile: "Baby, what do you do?"

Lu Zhixia laughed, shook his head, and said, "Eat more."

The young Lu Zhixia ate fast, and after the meal, she took the initiative to ask: "Grandma Wu, can I walk around the door of the room?"

Grandma Wu nodded, and she walked into the study.

The study room is not spacious, but it is tidy and the faint smell of books permeates.

The books in the cabinet are many classics from the period of the Republic of China and classics, and the covers seem to be out of print.

Lu Zhixia walked along the bookcase, and her lingering eyes fell on one of the boxes, which was full of handwritten and bound books, and on the spine was written: XXX Quotations.

There is also an anthology of **** poems next to it, only the one without a name is on the far side.

Lu Zhixia turned around to listen to the movement of the door of the room. She gently opened the cabinet door and took out the book in the corner.

It was still a book bound by myself, and on the yellowed cover was written: Lu Yuanmao's Combat Notes.

Lu Zhixia's hands trembled slightly, he squeezed his palms, and slowly opened them.

In the notes are pen characters that can be called typefaces, among which there are many famous battles during the Anti-Japanese War, and there are even photos attached at the back.

In the photos, there are marshals and leaders who Lu Zhixia is familiar with during the Anti-Japanese War, as well as her unfamiliar faces.

In the black and white photos, simple people have extraordinary temperament between their eyebrows and eyes. Lu Yuanmao is also in it, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a high nose bridge, a slight purse, a serious and resolute expression...Last night, Grandma Wu's words were repeated in Lu Yuanmao's eyes. Zhixia emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Hearing the voices outside, Lu Zhixia quickly put away the books and visited the remaining corners.

On the desk, there was a two-inch black and white photo of Grandma Wu wearing a big red flower in front of her, and Lu Yuanmao wearing a military cap. There was no smile on their faces, as if everything was just a formality.

There was a bronze mirror beside the table. When Lu Zhixia leaned over, she saw her own eyebrows and eyes through the mirror.

The same sword eyebrows and star eyes, high nose, the line and outline of the corners of the mouth when not smiling... Lu Zhixia looked at her own face, and suddenly heard Yuan Wangshu's panicked voice.

Grandma Wu suddenly fell ill, and Lu Zhixia hurriedly took out the medicine from her pocket and fed her one.

One was obviously not enough, Grandma Wu poured out more than a dozen and stuffed them into her mouth, Lu Zhixia said in surprise, "It says one at a time."

Grandma Wu rushed to Xi, her face was pale, and she slowly waved her hands. Yuan Wangshu said sadly, "Do you want to eat so much?"

When Grandma Wu's breath came back, she let out a long sigh of relief and said, "It's like this in the late stage, one is not enough."

There is still a trip to be made, Lu Zhixia asked Ga to come up and carry the two old people down.

The two wheelchairs were folded and put into the trunk. On the way, Grandma Wu seemed very tired. Yuan Wangshu held her hand without making a sound.

After more than an hour's drive, the car stopped at the beach.

In the early winter season, plus working days, the seaside is sparsely populated.

The sea water came ashore, and the cold breath of the tide was blowing, and the wheelchairs of the two old people were lined up side by side.

Lu Zhixia stood behind them and listened to their soft conversation, but she didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate any scenery.

The two ga pushed the two of them, one in front and the other behind, to walk along the seashore.

Lu Zhixia took Yuan Wangshu's wheelchair from ga, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, what's wrong with Grandma Wu? Is there really no way to cure it?"

Yuan Wangshu heaved a long sigh, the old man had many illnesses and many complications, and he couldn't list them clearly at the moment.

"Once you are admitted to the hospital, you will have to undergo surgery. I don't know if you will be able to survive the operation." Yuan Wangshu is also an old man, so he can understand Grandma Wu's thoughts.

"Is it really not possible to try again? For example, is there more advanced medical technology in foreign countries?" Lu Zhixia did not give up, her voice was a little low.

Yuan Wang raised his head slowly, looked at her sullen look, and said, "You are such a good boy. Grandma Wu will definitely warm her heart if she knows about it. She said last night that she was very fond of you when she first saw you."

In fact, there really is no better treatment option.

Grandma Wu is a family member of a martyr and enjoys state-level treatment. The government department has helped to contact her.

The best plan only has a survival rate of a few percent, and Grandma Wu herself does not want to cause trouble for the country anymore.

Lu Zhixia lowered her head, slowly pushed the wheelchair, and asked, "Grandma, do you know the name of Grandma Wu's son?"

Yuan Wangshu looked back at her and said, "What's wrong?"

Before she could answer, Yuan Wangshu shook his head and said, "I don't know her son's name. Your grandma Wu doesn't want to talk, and I don't want to poke her sore spots."

Grandma Wu stopped in front and waited for her. The two wheelchairs were side by side, and Lu Zhixia took pictures for them.

The eyes of the old people in the photo were quiet and far-reaching, and the smiles that had accumulated over the years were clean and bright, which made Lu Zhixia calm down from his irritability.

The sea was cold, so Lu Zhixia didn't dare to stay for too long, and ate at a nearby seafood restaurant in the afternoon.

Lu Zhixia took the initiative to help peel the shrimp and crab meat. There were a lot of shells and not much meat. Grandma Wu said with emotion: "It's so expensive and so little."

Most of the older generation is like this, not willing to spend money.

Lu Zhixia hurriedly coaxed her: "I know the people here, so I can get a discount."

The two old men looked at Lu Zhixia with love in their eyes and sweetness in their hearts.

In the afternoon, Lu Zhixia took them home to rest, and she planned the next itinerary.

The two old people once agreed to travel together, but it never came true.

Lu Zhixia wanted to help them realize it, planning the route, renting the RV, and asking the GAs to help purchase the accompanying supplies in advance.

As the sun gradually turned to the west, Grandma Wu woke up coughing. Yuan Wangshu patted her back for help. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed.

Yuan Wangshu still saw the blood on the handkerchief sharply, and felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do.

Lu Zhixia had already contacted Chen Chuhan privately and asked her to ask Jiangcheng Union Medical College Hospital if there was a better treatment plan.

Chen Chuhan didn't dare to delay, so he contacted Jiang Zhiyi. Jiang Zhiyi made contacts at home and abroad, but the answer was not optimistic. He suggested conservative treatment, but the treatment process must be accompanied by pain.

Lu Zhixia couldn't do the same thing, feeling panicked.

When the two old men rested again at night, she took out her mobile phone and went downstairs to call Shen Wanqing.

Today Lu Zhixia only shared happiness, the beautiful scenery by the sea, Shen Wanqing listened to her faint humming, and said firmly: "You are not happy anymore."

Lu Zhixia's eyes were sour. Facing Shen Wanqing, she hadn't shown her emotions for a long time. She kept restraining herself and got used to it.

At this moment, Shen Wanqing said bluntly that she still understood herself.

Shen Wanqing didn't urge her, and while waiting for her, told her some work matters.

Lu Zhixia was not around for the Employment Link project, but the overall progress was smooth.

Professor Yan's plagiarism case has been submitted for retrial, and the international agency has accepted it.

The circle of friends around them is very good, and the relationship is going well. Lin Xuan and Guan Xiuhe seem to intend to get married next year. Jiang Menglai pursues Qin Zheng and she bumps into her. Although it is a bit awkward, it is quite interesting. The city is playing, I don’t know who to look for...

Shen Wanqing's voice was warm and clean, like cool water in the night, extinguishing the burning fire in her heart, and the burning sensation finally faded away.

"What about you?" Lu Zhixia took the initiative to ask, and Shen Wanqing said, "Which side are you?"

"Everything."

"It's all good." Shen Wanqing said with a smile, "Really, I'm fine."

Lu Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly: "I found that you are always like this, and you always say it's okay when you encounter any situation."

"It's really fine." Shen Wanqing said lightly, "I'm working hard for my future now, and any suffering is no problem in front of me."

"Is the old guy still embarrassing you?" Lu Zhixia was talking about Shen Yutang, and Shen Wanqing laughed: "You dare to treat him like this. It doesn't matter how he treats me, I don't care."

"I care," Lu Zhixia frowned, and said disdainfully, "I don't care about anyone who bullies you."

Shen Wanqing smiled even more happily, and asked her, "What about you?"

"Only I can bully you."

"You still have double standards." Shen Wanqing said that she was a double-standard dog, and Lu Zhixia didn't refute. She rubbed her eyes and said, "Shen Wanqing, tell me, if I get sick and know that it can't be cured, why don't you treat me?" To suffer, will you let me get medical treatment, or let me leave with dignity?"

Shen Wanqing's heart ached suddenly, and her tone was clearly unhappy, she said, "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"you answer me."

"Then let me ask you, what would you do if you were replaced?" Shen Wanqing said with some concern: "It's all right, why do you ask this?"

If it was her, would she be willing to let her lover suffer? unwilling.

But compared to losing forever? Lu Zhixia rubbed her head, her hair was scratched into a bird's nest, and she struggled for a while and said, "I don't know, I'm definitely reluctant, but I don't want you to suffer."

"Instead of thinking about these things, it's better to live the present. One day, I'll follow your advice." Shen Wanqing's tone was mild, with the intention of coaxing her, and said: "Lu Zhixia, people are born, old, sick and die, and there are many unpredictable things. Unexpectedly, the detours of our predecessors are for us to learn from and refer to, not to make us anxious."

In fact, I understand the truth, but it is really difficult to do it. Lu Zhixia punched the electric pole angrily, and said in a low voice: "Shen Wanqing, I have no other requirements for you, just be good."

"Then I have a lot to ask for." Shen Wan said calmly, "It's all related to you."

Lu Zhixia's heart throbbed in pain, and she didn't make a sound. Shen Wanqing took the initiative to say, "Today, the Shen and Gu families are discussing the date of marriage face to face. Do you want to know the result?"

Lu Zhixia frowned, gritted his teeth, and said for a while, "I don't want to."

"real?"

"Shen Wanqing."

"kindness?"

"I hope you are true." She paused, squinting to look at the lights lit up in small grids not far away, "but it is true that you broke my heart."

Shen Wanqing didn't move, Lu Zhixia took a deep breath, the breath she exhaled was trembling, she said with restraint: "It's only because of you, if it was someone else, I would have told her to go away."

She suppressed her voice again, and said word by word: "But even if it's you, I hope you can figure it out a little bit." Her tone was suddenly cold, with a hint of sternness: "I also have a temper. There is no way between us. Back to the past."