Chapter 10 Part 2

Ye Qiao’s mother, Qianxi’s aunt, discovered that she had stage 4 breast cancer

when Ye Qiao was just 12 years old . In the same year, Ye Qiao was hospitalized

with Myocarditis . Doctors advised the family to let Ye Qiao get a heart transplant

as soon as possible . Ye Qiao’s mother couldn’t accept the heavy blow on top of

her own illness and succ.u.mbed to the cancer and depression in less than a year .

The originally happy and harmonious family was broken into pieces by illness and

death .

Sometime later, Ye Qiao finally received a matching heart after a long wait and

right before her heart deteriorated too much to allow for a transplant . However,

after she recovered from the transplant, she became estranged from her father .

Ye Qiao lived like an orphan after that and her personality also changed . She

was once a top student but after 2 years’ absence from school, she suddenly

decided to study performing arts . Later on, her father married a new wife,

Cheng Su . The distance between father and daughter further increased .

Qianxi twitched her lips for a while, then decided to speak up anyway: “Let me

mention her for the last time!” She put both hands on her head as a s.h.i.+eld: “I

heard Aunty Cheng is preparing to get pregnant lately… . . . They want another

child . ”

Ye Qiao’s expression distorted slightly: “Where did you hear that?”

“From my dad . A few days ago, my dad met Uncle and Aunty Cheng at the

hospital . They were there to see a gynecologist . ”

Cheng Su was 10 years younger than her father, 37 this year . It would be a

bit hard for her to get pregnant, but there was always the possibility that she

could get pregnant .

Ye Qiao brought out a box of fresh milk and took a sip: “They didn’t tell me . ”

“You didn’t tell me . ”

That was what Ye Qiao’s primary doctor told her .

Ye Qiao said: “It isn’t too serious . I always have insomnia, but lately I sometimes

feel like I’m hearing things, my brain seems slower, and occasionally I want to die .

Am I alright?”

“I suggest that you take a psychiatric exam . ” Her doctor wrote down on her

medical chart: “It’s common for patients who have gone through major illness to

experience mental issues . Nearly 50% of all heart transplant patients experience

depression within two years after their operation . Your case is somewhat special,

but we shouldn’t treat it lightly . ”

Ye Qiao looked forwards: “Is there any possibility that the owner of my

transplanted heart is affecting me?”

The doctor stopped writing . The patient in front of him was quietly looking at him,

The doctor stopped writing . The patient in front of him was quietly looking at him,

yet she seemed to be looking through him at something else . This only further

confirmed the doctor’s belief in the necessity of Ye Qiao receiving a psychiatric

evaluation: “This kind of talks is popular among patients, but there’s no scientific

evidence to prove at the present time that the personality of the donor can affect

the recipient . ”

Ye Qiao said: “Thank you, doctor . ”

In the hallway of the hospital, where the endless cycle of life and death has played

out accompanied by the smell of disinfectant .

Qianxi got up from the blue chair in the waiting area: “How was it, cousin,

everything alright?”

“En, there’s no sign of rejection . ”

Everything was fine; only that heart in her chest distinctly seemed to wish her dead .

For the next week, Ye Qiao didn’t see Zhou Tingsheng again .

The apartment was designed with privacy in mind . Though the two doors were only

3 meters away, as long as the owners didn’t want to show their faces, then they

would never meet .

It was already early September . The rain had finally let up in G City . It was sunny,

yet the temperature was getting lower .

Autumn was coming .