"VHL syndrome?" Ke Mei repeated on the phone, his voice a little hesitant.

Song Yan asked, "Can this disease be cured?"

"Not very optimistic," Ke Mei said. "Most of these diseases are caused by genetic mutations, and they are congenital hidden diseases. Once they break out..."

Song Yan's heart sank, and he asked, "Song Huaiji promised me three years ago that he would save Xia Lin's life. Is this promise still valid?"

Ke Mei sighed: "Huai Jin is not someone who goes back on his word. What he promised you will definitely be done. But now Xia Lin's illness is not at the right time."

"What's the meaning?"

"In short, the situation is a bit complicated, and I can't say a few words on the phone," Kemei paused. "What time is it where you are?"

Song Yan looked at his watch: "Three in the morning."

"It's so late and still not sleeping?"

Song Yan sighed: "How can I sleep..."

"Don't think about it, I can't be in a hurry," Ke Mei advised, "When you go back to China, bring Xia Lin back, and if you have any questions, we'll talk about it when we meet.

Song Yan hung up the phone, his heart was so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

In the first half of the night, he was still immersed in great joy and could not fall asleep; in the second half of the night, he could only sit on the head of the bed alone, looking at the still-white sky outside the window, waiting for the hope that he did not know when it would come.

After seven in the morning, the assistant pushed open the door and came in, and found that Song Yan was already dressed and sitting in a wheelchair, but his mental state seemed a little sluggish and a blue shadow appeared under his eyelids.

"Boss, were you so excited last night?" The assistant quipped, seeing Song Yan's head bowed, not knowing what to think, there was no trace of joy on his face, so he closed his mouth wisely.

Xia Lin...Are you awake? "Song Yan came back to his senses and asked lightly.

"Oh, I heard from their team that they will have breakfast in the cafeteria at 7:30. Ershao Xia should have gone to the restaurant by now."

"Come with me to the restaurant." Song Yan said.

The two took the elevator to the restaurant on the third floor. Sure enough, they saw a group of students from University B gathered for breakfast in twos and threes.

Xia Lin was sitting in a secluded corner, Liang Jinhui was still inseparable from him, and he was talking to him excitedly at the moment.

The moment Song Yan entered the restaurant, Xia Lin seemed to sense something, looked up at the entrance, and unexpectedly met Song Yan's line of sight.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment. The assistant raised his arm and was about to say hello to Xia Lin, but Xia Lin turned his eyes away.

"..." The assistant was embarrassed for a moment and whispered, "Boss, am I being disliked by Er Shao Xia?"

Song Yan glanced at Liang Jinhui silently, and said to his assistant, "You think of a way to get that kid out of the way.

"Okay." The assistant pushed the wheelchair and stopped by Xia Lin's table, and asked politely, "Can you two share a table?"

Xia Lin actually refused in his heart. He still regrets what happened last night. He didn't want to be in such close contact with Song Yan again without thinking of a reasonable statement.

Liang Jinhui looked up at the assistant, frowned and said, "Have I seen you somewhere?"

The assistant smiled and made a drinking gesture.

"Oh, oh," Liang Jinhui immediately remembered what happened in the bar last night. At that time, he drank a little too much. This person came to chat up, and the two had a great conversation.

So his attitude immediately warmed up a bit, and smiled: "What a coincidence, you also live in this hotel?"

Yes. "The assistant is also good at talking. After chatting a few words with Liang Jinhui, the two quickly became brothers and sisters.

Xia Lin looked at the assistant and then at Song Yan, wondering what the hell they were doing.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Yan winked at the assistant and said, "I'm hungry."

"Oh, yes," the assistant patted his head, "seeing as I was just talking, I forgot to get something to eat."

He glanced at Liang Jinhui's dinner plate, pointed to some of the dim sum and asked, "Where did you get this?"

"Just put it..." Liang Jinhui pointed away, but listened to the assistant: "Can you please take me there, my myopia is a bit high, and I didn't wear glasses when I went out this morning.

Liang Jinhui had no choice but to stand up and lead the assistant to the dim sum area.

After the two walked away, Xia Lin reluctantly looked at Song Yan: "There are so many vacancies, why do you have to fight tables?"

Didn't you say you've let go of the past with me?" Song Yan couldn't see the joy and anger on his face, "Why didn't you reply to the WeChat message? "

"I want to be alone."

"Is Liang Jinhui not human anymore?"

Xia Lin "..."

Song Yan took a deep breath and adjusted his mood: "I'm sorry, I didn't come to quarrel with you, the tone is not very good, don't be angry."

Xia Lin thought at a loss, should I say it's okay?

I just heard Song Yan say again: "I plan to go back to China today, can you accompany me back?"

"Today?" Xia Lin was stunned for a moment. Today they are free to move around. Xia Lin originally planned to go to J City to find Song Yan, but last night, he accidentally met Song Yan, so he has nothing to do today.

When he was just eating, Liang Jinhui was eagerly persuading him to visit the local museum together. Xia Lin hesitated and did not agree. He didn't want Song Yan to come and asked him to accompany him to return to China early.