After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

"Master, why did he..."

However, Ye Qianji seemed to feel something, and sighed softly: "My heart is dead, what else do I need to do with my legs?"

It is said that it is better to die than to live.

But sometimes, living is harder than dying.

Back then, he couldn't find his little moon all over the world, and it wasn't that he didn't have crazy thoughts.

It's just that in the end, they all pulled back from the precipice and waited until today.

Therefore, Ye Qianji understood Ming Yu.

Only those who have experienced loss can understand the torment of living and the ecstasy of regaining it.

Jiang Fuyue: "Can his leg be saved?"

"It took too long to delay the best treatment period, but there is still hope for acupuncture and rehabilitation."

"Master," Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, "help him."

"Okay." Ye Qianji agreed readily, "If you can convince him."

Ding--

The elevator door opened, and Ming Yu controlled the wheelchair with one hand and the water glass with the other, and came out from inside.

"I didn't find your previous cup, so I went to the bar to get another one."

Said and handed it over, there was still hot water in it.

Jiang Fuyue: "Thank you."

Mingyu: "Why are your eyes red?"

"Really? Maybe the heat is drying out my eyes."

Ming Yu glanced at the working humidifier in the corner, and didn't mention anything, only said: "Then drink some water, it will be much better to add water in time."

"thanks."

...

Winter nights always come very hastily.

When the two left, the street lights were already lit on both sides of the street.

Jiang Fuyue looked straight ahead and turned the steering wheel neatly: "What do you want for dinner?"

Ming Yu thought for a while: "Do you remember the rice noodle casserole we used to go to?"

"Remember. At first, you thought the environment was bad, the table was oily, the floor was dirty, and you wouldn't use chopsticks for anything."

The man also fell into memory, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously: "I saw that you were eating so deliciously, so I took a bite, but I couldn't stop."

"Want to go there?"

"Well, I don't know if it's still there."

"Look at it." Jiang Fuyue turned around immediately.

...

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a hutong entrance on the second ring road.

The aroma of various foods wafted out from it, intermingled and stubbornly penetrated into the nostrils.

Jiang Fuyue inquired about it, and found that the casserole rice noodle was still there, but the store was moved from the innermost to the middle, so there was no need to go around the back alley.

The two went inside, and it didn't take long before they saw a familiar sign.

Only the decoration has been changed, and the storefront has also been expanded. There used to be only one narrow room, but now there are three connected rooms, divided into two floors.

"Are you two coming for rice noodle casserole? Please come inside!"

Even the service is much better.

Since it was meal time, business was just right, and there were people at almost every table.

Ming Yu was inconvenient to go to the second floor. The two waited for about ten minutes before a seat on the first floor was vacated.

Just when the two were about to pass, a figure quickly brushed past, "There is a seat here! Hurry up!"

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy ran to the table and sat down.

Soon, several of his friends followed suit.

"Okay, you Mingyang, you're moving quite fast!"

The young man named "Ming Yang" raised his chin in high spirits: "Of course, don't look at who I am!"

Ming Jun walked over and coughed lightly, "Brother, keep a low profile."

"Yes, yes, be quiet."

Cen Jiuxiao looked left and right, "Why did you choose this place? It's noisy and the environment is not good. Why don't you change to the seafood buffet on the 26th floor of Jinmao opposite?"

Ming Yang: "You don't understand! This restaurant is delicious! I've eaten with Ming Jun many times, and the taste is amazing! If you don't believe me, try it later, I promise you will order the second pot."

Cen Jiuxiao was dubious: "Really? Cousin Mingwei, do you want to eat here?"

Another boy who didn't speak after coming in, frowned slightly, and did not answer immediately, but reminded: "We seem to occupy someone else's seat."

Ming Yang felt uncomfortable, and whispered, "Brother, where are you from? I was the one who grabbed it first... How could it be someone else's seat?"

Just then the waiter came over and explained embarrassingly and euphemistically: "Four handsome guys, I'm sorry, this table belongs to this gentleman and this lady, and they have been queuing outside for more than ten minutes, so... …”

Ming Yang, Ming Jun, Ming Wei, and Cen Jiuxiao subconsciously turned their attention to the two people who were ignored.

The girl is very beautiful and a little familiar.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, handsome, handsome, and a little familiar.

Four teenagers, look at me, I look at you.

Cen Jiuxiao had already sat down, and stood up immediately: "I'm sorry, we don't know."

Ming Jun also got up, stepped aside, and let the table out, but Yu Guang was secretly looking at Ming Yu, and You Qi took a few more glances at the wheelchair.

Mingwei didn't sit down before, so he doesn't need to get up now.

Only Ming Yang, who was "excited to occupy a good seat but ended up having fun", was still sitting, with "dissatisfaction" and "dissatisfaction" vaguely written on his face.

Ming Jun hurried forward and bumped his elbow: "Brother, don't make trouble, they came earlier than us."

"That's what I grabbed first..." he whispered.

Although there was dissatisfaction written on his mouth and face, the action of getting up and giving way was not coy.

"Alright, alright, sit down." He didn't bully the disabled!

Then he asked the waiter, "Are there any other seats?"

"It's upstairs."

The corners of Ming Yang's mouth twitched, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" If I knew they would go up! What else are you looting here?

He turned to greet the other three: "Let's go, let's go upstairs and sit."

Ming Jun and Cen Jiuxiao followed.

Mingwei stood there and didn't move.

Cen Jiuxiao turned back and called him: "Brother?"

At this moment, Ming Wei suddenly walked up to Ming Yu and squatted down: "Are you the second uncle?"

Ming Yang's feet slammed and he almost fell.

Ming Jun was okay, not so surprised, his eyes swept across the wheelchair again, it turned out to be him...

Ming Tao, the head of the Ming family, also known as Ming Yu's father, is indeed the only biological son like him.

But before Ming Yu was born, he also adopted a child - Ming Ke.

That is, Mingwei's father married Xie Yunxuan, the fifth of the Xie family. Speaking of which, he was also Xie Dingyuan's brother-in-law.

As for Ming Yang and Ming Jun, they are brothers, Ming Zheng's sons.

Ming Zheng is also Ming Yu's cousin, so these two children should be called Ming Yu—

"uncle."

Ming Jun was the first to speak.

It took Ming Yang a long time to react, "Is this really Uncle? Are you sure and sure?"

Is it so coincidental?

Didn't he just want to bring some brothers to eat rice noodle casserole?

How did you bump into your uncle who hadn't come home for 20 years?

The key is that he is still vying for a seat with his uncle? !

It's over, you won't be beaten to death by your own father when you go back, right?

"Brother, call someone quickly!" Ming Jun winked at him.

Ming Yang said "Oh": "Uncle, uncle, uncle!"

Mingyu: "..."

Ming Jun covered his face.

Mingwei's mouth twitched.

Cen Jiuxiao said directly: "Pfft... I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back." Then, he also called out obediently: "Hello, Uncle Ming!"

Ming Yu nodded: "Hello."

Then, the four teenagers went straight to the second floor as if they were fleeing the famine, and Ming Yu and Jiang Fuyue sat down in the vacated seats.

The waiter stepped forward: "What do you two eat?"

Jiang Fuyue: "A three fresh casserole."

Mingyu: "Same."

"Okay, the two of you sit down first, and you'll be fine right away."

...

At the same time, on the second floor, the four teenagers didn't care about ordering, and were talking together, excited and amazed.

"Damn it! It's really my uncle." Ming Yang patted his chest, feeling lingering fears, "Isn't he in the northwest? Why did he come back?"

Ming Jun: "It's not surprising that my uncle came back. The strange thing is that everyone doesn't know about it. Wei Ge, have you heard about my uncle at home?"

The "uncle" in Ming Jun's mouth is Ming Tao.

Mingwei shook his head: "No."

Grandpa never mentioned it.

Ming Yang didn't believe it: "Then how did you recognize it?"

Mingwei lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: "There are photos at home."

"That's also an old photo from 20 years ago. Is it still the same as now?"

Mingwei stopped arguing with him on this boring topic.

Of course, there are not only old photos from twenty years ago, but also recent photos of Ming Yu, which are sent from the northwest every once in a while.

While watching, while sighing.

Sighing, wiping away tears.

Mingwei bumped into it a few times and saw those photos.

The sky inside is always full of yellow sand and heavy fog. Ming Yu is sitting in a wheelchair, or directing experiments on the spot, or bowing his head into contemplation, or giving a speech...

Mingwei knew from a very young age that he had a scientist uncle. He was very powerful, and he was the pride of the entire family and even China, but he never went home and never called.

Many times he heard his grandma cry and say, "If I knew he was so stubborn, I shouldn't have..."

Shouldn't it be?

There was a question mark in Mingwei's heart.

Unfortunately, never got an answer.

Because every time I say half of it, my grandma is already crying.

Ming Jun: "What about Uncle? Does Uncle know?"

The "big uncle" in his mouth is pointing out Ke.

Mingwei still shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then do you want to tell the family?"

The three brothers of the Ming family looked at each other in dismay, unable to make up their minds.

Cen Jiuxiao didn't speak, he just listened to them. Strictly speaking, he had nothing to do with the Ming family.

It's just that Mingwei is his cousin. Because of this relationship, he got close to the two brothers, Ming Yang and Ming Jun, and the four of them often come out to play ball.

Cen Jiuxiao: "Uncle Ming's appearance doesn't mean he just arrived in the imperial capital. He has a girlfriend with him. You make a phone call to your house and everyone knows it, isn't it?"

"Maybe the family already knew that he was back, but they didn't tell you a few."

Seeing Mingwei stunned, Ming Yang and Ming Jun also looked sluggish, Cen Jiuxiao suddenly felt that the three of them were stunned by his own analysis, and they laughed so hard.

"Do you think what I said makes sense?"

"Wait, wait a minute," Ming Jun raised his hand, stammering nervously, "Who did you say uncle brought with you?"

Cen Jiuxiao: "Girlfriend!"

Ming Jun: "!"

"What's your expression? Let me tell you, don't believe it, a man and a woman come out to eat, or come to this kind of small shop, the relationship must be very close."

Ming Yang also: "!"

Cen Jiuxiao continued: "It's just that the age is not suitable, the girl is not a few years older than us at first glance, but it is not bad, after all, Uncle Ming is not old, and his hair is black and shiny, do you think he has been baked? oil?"

Mingwei: "..."

Cen Jiuxiao nodded, and said Hanhan: "Really! My dad secretly baked it! Don't let me tell my mother!"

Three people: "..."

Ming Yang: "Is that girl really my uncle's girlfriend? Damn it! This news is too cool! If it's true, I can guarantee that the Ming family will blow up!"

Ming Jun: "Hey! Do you think that girl...a little familiar?"

Mingwei nodded: "It's very familiar."

Ming Yang scratched his face: "Listening to what you guys said, it seems familiar to me. Ah Xiao, what do you think?"

Cen Jiuxiao pretended to rub his chin deeply: "Everyone feels familiar, or it's in the circle, we've all seen it; or it's a star singer who is often on TV and hot searches."

Ming Yang: "It makes sense..."

Mingwei: "It's the first time I found out that you're pretty smart."

Cen Jiuxiao: "?" Be yourself!

Ming Jun has already taken out his mobile phone: "I have to tell my dad, I think he will jump up in surprise."

Mingwei thought about it, he didn't know if his dad would dance, but the old man would definitely dance: "...Then let me tell my family too."

Downstairs, two servings of Sanxian casserole were served, steaming hot with white gas, and the soup in the bowl was still boiling with the residual temperature, babbling.

Ming Yu: "It's still the same as before."

Jiang Fuyue nodded and waited to swallow before saying, "It hasn't changed much."

The two did not like to talk when they were eating, and they were devoted to food.

Jiang Fuyue finished eating first, the tip of her nose covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Ming Yu put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue and handed it to her: "Wipe it."

"Thank you." Jiang Fuyue reached out and took it.

When giving the money, Jiang Fuyue took out her mobile phone and prepared to scan the code.

Ming Yu said he came, but the QR code on the table was damaged in half and could not be recognized.

"It doesn't matter," Jiang Fuyue got up, "when you go out, you can scan at the front desk by the way."

When I got to the front desk, I found that the QR code was flat on the counter, but the counter was too high for Ming Yu to scan in his wheelchair.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

The waiter quickly took out the QR code that stood on the card, and held it in front of him with both hands, "You scan this."

Ming Yu lowered his eyes and calmly scanned the code to check out.

The waiter shouted to the backs of the two: "Welcome to come again next time!"

Turning his head, he asked his colleague to quickly paste the QR code on the side elevation of the counter, and sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that such a handsome man is actually disabled..."

After leaving the snack alley, Jiang Fuyue was not in a hurry to pick up the car.

Instead, I walked along the street with Mingyu.

To be precise, she was walking, and Ming Yu was in a wheelchair the whole time.

The night was bleak, and the street lights were dim.

The cold wind brushed against his cheeks like an ice blade.

The breath that he exhaled also turned white and wafted.

Suddenly, "Ayu, fix your leg, I want to see you stand up again."

Ming Yu was speechless for a long time.

He half closed his eyes, Jiang Fuyue couldn't see his expression.

The cold wind howled, blowing the bald branches by the roadside.

I do not know how long it has been--

He raised his head and raised his lips to her slightly: "Okay."

As long as you want, I will do my best to meet any requirements.

...

After the New Year's Day holiday, students returned to school one after another.

Jiang Fuyue no longer goes to and from get out of class regularly, and most of the time she can't see her.

because--

"I heard that Sister Yue has entered the laboratory again? Is it true?"

"Really, I went to the cafeteria to eat after my morning run this morning, and I happened to meet Sister Yue who came out and walked in the direction of the laboratory after eating."

"The Great Demon King is about to start doing things again, Chicken Jelly!"

"By the way, which subject is this time about? Last time, one of the three CNS articles included one in physics and two in biology. It is rumored that Sister Yue's math and computer are also king-level. I'm afraid this time I'm not going to do chemistry. Bar?"

"Someday someone said that Sister Yue won the Olympic gold medal, I don't find it strange."

"Of course! The Almighty Goddess is not blown out!"

"..."

Jiang Fuyue has no idea what the outside world is talking about.

She only knew that there was still half a month before the winter vacation, and there was not much time left for her.

As for Mingyu...

Since that day, active treatment has been started.

His calf muscles have been slightly atrophied due to prolonged inactivity.

Ye Lanji: "Fortunately, there is a massage every day, otherwise it will be worse! Now the treatment cycle is just a little longer, and the rehabilitation is a little harder, so he is lucky!"

Ming Yu also took care of him and cooperated with the treatment as promised.

Ye Qianji sighed: "It's good if the heart is alive. Only when the heart is alive can people live."

...

Soon, Jiang Fuyue made the matter of Niu Ruizha come to an end—

"According to the data, there are twelve regular laboratories in China that have samples of Shenkewo virus, ten of which are virus research institutes, which are under the jurisdiction of the superior.

Jiang Fuyue: "What about the remaining two?"

Niu Rui: "One is Xie Dingyuan's biochemical research laboratory. Now the entire team is on the front line of the fight against the epidemic in Continent F. There are not only many samples, but also complete samples, but the distance is a problem, and with the escort of the governments of China and F, it is difficult to succeed. Even if you get it, it's almost impossible to ship it back to China."

"The last one is the Shen Wenzhao Biological Laboratory. Shen Wenzhao is a domestic master of biology and a teacher of Xie Dingyuan, and he teaches at Q University."

"I personally suggest that the virus institute is not to be messed with, and Xie Dingyuan's laboratory is too far away. The best place to start is Shen Wenzhao's laboratory. It shouldn't be difficult to find a way for him to give you some samples."

Shen Wenzhao?

That was a coincidence.

Didn't you just come to teach at Mingda University some time ago?

"okay, I get it."

Niu Rui ended the call.

Jiang Fuyue was suddenly not in a hurry. She looked at the academic papers spread out on her desk, which gathered the latest research on Shenkwall virus by the world's top biologists and pathologists.

Even their unpublished research findings.

Jiang Fuyue digested half of it in two days, and now her mind is full of various theories and models, some of which are even mutually exclusive.

The most urgent task is to summarize the failure experience of the former in the shortest time, and then determine the direction of your own research.

Jiang Fuyue can only ensure the correctness to the greatest extent by eliminating the interference items and indirect interference items that have been proved to have failed as much as possible.

To put it simply, it is to watch the process of others walking into a dead end, and then use this to determine their own travel route.

Three days later, Jiang Fuyue digested all the remaining information.

I have a general direction in my mind.

She found Xu Kaiqing and smiled: "Lao Xu, I'll treat you to dinner."

The door was open, the wind blew in and poured into the collar, Xu Kaiqing shuddered: "How cold..."

Two more in one, five thousand words.