Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife-Chapter 49: Revealing One’s Heart

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Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Revealing One’s Heart

"The success rate for liver transplants is relatively high. Besides, in your case, your liver’s blood production function only started failing because of your heart condition.

If you had met me a few years earlier, your liver would be fine. Generally speaking, the best donors are the closest blood relatives."

Gu Jiaojiao gave Song Zijie a general overview, which he understood, after all, he was a third-year medical student.

Su Shuochi watched his girl with a burning gaze; even he, a layman, understood what she was saying.

Song Zijie was instantly filled with a new hope for survival. Forgetting about his liangpi noodles, he rushed home to discuss it with his parents.

Before leaving, he looked at Gu Jiaojiao. "I really was just trying to earn some more money to leave 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 making money be materialistic? I love making money!’

"Of course not! What’s wrong with loving money? A noble person loves wealth, but obtains it through righteous means. As long as you earn it honestly, it’s not materialistic at all. I love money too!"

"Really? Once I’m better, I’ll help you guys make money too," Song Zijie said with great sincerity.

"Great." Gu Jiaojiao agreed readily. ’I’m one step closer to becoming the richest person in the world.’

She wasn’t the least bit worried that she couldn’t perform the surgery just because she didn’t have a medical license.

For others, it might have been impossible, but for the Song family, it shouldn’t be an issue.

Besides, life and death were up to fate. The ways of heaven are fickle, the world is ever-changing, and nothing is predictable.

If she could save him, she would. But how long a person lives is ultimately predetermined.

For example, the cannon fodder in the book had to die early. But her arrival had changed her own and her family’s cannon-fodder fate.

’Then Song Zijie, the most tragic of all the cannon fodder, should be able to get better too.’ Gu Jiaojiao was very confident in her medical skills.

In her past life, she had cured countless patients with early-stage liver cancer. The medical supplies of this era weren’t advanced, but she had her own.

If your heart is full of sunshine, if your heart is open, if your heart is happy...

Then, you might just live a longer, fuller life.

How far a person’s destiny can truly take them is, in fact, already written in the stars.

She and Su Shuochi, people from different decades, had managed to meet. So she believed in their fate.

It would surely go far and last for a very, very long time—until the end of time itself.

Although they weren’t in love yet, he relied on her supplies and her medical skills to treat his leg.

And she relied on him just the same. In this unfamiliar era, he was her anchor. It was a two-way street.

When Gu Jiaojiao looked at Su Shuochi, she found him already looking at her. His gaze was so fiery, so adoring, as if he were looking at the girl he loved most in the world.

"Jiaojiao... I like you so much."

The man’s sudden confession made Gu Jiaojiao’s heart pound. She pressed a hand to her chest to keep it from leaping out.

"I like you too."

Gu Jiaojiao had always been a bold and decisive person. ’This must be fate. It really is fate.’

’When fate arrives, you can’t stop it. When fate leaves, you can’t hold it back.’

’Love is love. When you’re in love, you must be clear and open about it.’

’If two people fall out of love, they must separate. They can’t possibly stay together and pretend to be a happy couple.’

’The beginning and end of a fated connection are predetermined. One can only hope to cherish it and treat it well while it lasts.’

’And when that connection ends, one must not cling to it or be greedy. Just pick yourself up and walk your own path.’

Su Shuochi, of course, had no idea his girl viewed love with such clarity, already planning for what to do if they fell out of love the very moment they fell into it.

All he heard was his girl saying she liked him too. ’She likes me too! So I really am special in her heart!’

His greatest fear had been that he would like her and she would never even notice he was right there by her side.

Holding her hand, smelling the faint, sweet scent on her, his breath grew hot.

Words felt superfluous now. The heat from their clasped hands made him tremble involuntarily.

"Jiaojiao, it’s so good to have you." The man’s hoarse voice was filled with utter sincerity.

"Su Shuochi, it’s even better with you here."

’It’s not that I can’t live without you, it’s just that life is better with you in it,’ Gu Jiaojiao thought.

Su Shuochi looked up at his girl, his face flushed with excitement. It felt like a little deer was joyfully leaping around in his heart.

"Jiaojiao... we’ll love each other for a lifetime, until our hair turns white, until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble."

Gu Jiaojiao watched as the man’s eyes filled with tears. "Yes, we’ll definitely love each other until our hair is white."

’And if you stop loving me before our hair turns white, I’ll just dye your damn hair white myself...’

Through misty, tear-filled eyes, Su Shuochi gazed at his girl. She was ethereally beautiful, her curved eyebrows like strokes of dark ink.

Her full, rosy lips glistened with a hint of moisture, and her smiling eyes were full of sincerity.

This was his fated wife, the one who had captured the heart he had guarded for twenty-five years.

The couple continued their pleasant walk, one overwhelmed with emotion, the other excited but still level-headed.

Su Shuochi, who was usually taciturn around others, was as talkative as ever in front of Gu Jiaojiao.

He chattered on endlessly, and fearing his girl would get too much sun, he would pretend to be tired and suggest resting in the shade for a bit.

After their leisurely, delayed walk, they finally arrived back at the liangpi noodle stall. Mr. Su was washing bowls, and Mr. Gu was already packing up.

"Su Shuochi, there’s no one at our liangpi noodle stall. Has everyone gotten tired of it already?"

"They’ve probably sold out. Look at Second Brother Gu, he’s grinning like a total goofball."

"Jiaojiao! You’re back! We sold out of liangpi noodles. Should we prepare more for tomorrow?" came Second Brother Gu’s cheerful voice.

"Huh? It hasn’t even been twenty minutes since closing time for everyone. How did you guys move so fast?"

"Ha! The people who couldn’t get any at noon paid in advance during their work shift.

We started preparing an hour early, and when they got off work, they just showed up with their own bowls and receipts. And just like that, we were sold out."

"Dad, let’s head home."

"Okay," Mr. Su and Mr. Gu replied in unison, their faces beaming.

On the way, Second Brother Gu asked again if they should increase the quantity for tomorrow. Gu Jiaojiao was still considering it when she heard Su Shuochi speak up.

"Jiaojiao, there are a lot of people in the residential compound. Adding another two hundred bowls won’t be a problem. It won’t be long before someone else tries to copy us."

Gu Jiaojiao glanced at the man. ’He’s sharp.’ If demand consistently outstripped supply and another liangpi noodle stall appeared...

...then regardless of the taste, people who couldn’t get their noodles would definitely go buy from the competitor.

"Okay, I’ll listen to you."

Hearing they could add two hundred more bowls, Second Brother Gu beamed. He wasn’t afraid of hard work, especially not with a salary of ten yuan a day.

He pushed the food cart while Mr. Su carried the bowls and chopsticks on a shoulder pole. With Su Shuochi in his wheelchair, the group drew the attention of many passersby.

They would nod and greet acquaintances they met, while most strangers would silently make way for them to pass.

After Gu Jiaojiao and her group had passed, the gossiping whispers rose in waves behind them.

With his sharp hearing, Su Shuochi couldn’t help but overhear, but Mr. Su and Mr. Gu couldn’t.

Gu Jiaojiao had always been the main character in everyone’s gossip. Now, she had a co-star: Su Shuochi.