"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, which are hidden congenital diseases. Once they break out..."

Song Yan's heart sank and asked: "Song Huaixin promised me three years ago that he would save Xia Lin's life. Isn't this promise counted?"

Ke Mei sighed: "You are not a person who has turned your back. He will definitely do what he promised you. But now is not the right time."

"What do you mean?"

"The situation is a bit complicated. I can't explain it on the phone," Ke Mei paused. "What time is it where you are?"

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

"You still didn't sleep at this time?"

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

"Don't think about it. We can't rush about this," Ke Mei persuaded, "Wait until you return to China and bring Xia Lin back. If you have any questions, we will talk about them when we meet."

Song Yan hung up. His heart was so heavy that he could barely 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 bedside alone, looking at the lingering sky outside the window, waiting for the hope that he does not know when will come.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the assistant opened the door and came in. Song Yan was already dressed and sitting in his wheelchair. He looked a little sluggish and a blue shadow appeared under his eyelids.

"Boss, were you so excited last night?" The assistant joked.

He closed his mouth sensibly after seeing Song Yan lowering his head. There was no trace of joy on his face.

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

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

"Follow me to the restaurant." Song Yan said.

The two took the elevator to the restaurant on the third floor. They saw groups of students from University B gather in twos and threes for breakfast. Xia Lin was sitting in a secluded corner and Liang Jinhui was still sticking to him inseparably. At this moment, he looked excited and didn't know what to say to him.

The moment Song Yan entered the restaurant, Xia Lin seemed to sense something. He raised his head and glanced at the entrance and unexpectedly met Song Yan's gaze. The two looked at each other in silence for a moment.

The assistant raised his arm and just wanted to say hello to Xia Lin but saw Xia Lin blindly look away.

"..."

The assistant was embarrassed for a moment then whispered, "Boss, am I being rejected by Xia Er Shao?"

Song Yan glanced at Liang Jinhui in silence and said to his assistant: "Think of a way to get that kid away."

"Okay."

The assistant pushed the wheelchair to a stop at Xia Lin's table and asked politely: "Two people, can we put together a table?"

Xia Lin actually rejected it in his heart. He still regrets what happened yesterday. He didn't want to have close contact with Song Yan before he could think about a reasonable explanation.

Liang Jinhui raised his head and glanced at the assistant. He frowned and said: "Where did I meet you?"

The assistant smiled and made a drinking gesture.

"Oh, oh, oh," Liang Jinhui immediately remembered what he had done in the bar last night. When he drank a bit too much, this person came over to strike up a conversation and the two had a very happy conversation.

His attitude immediately became warmer. He smiled and said, "What a coincidence, you're also staying in this hotel?

"Yes."

The assistant is very eloquent. After chatting with Liang Jinhui for a moment, the two of them quickly became brothers.

Xia Lin looked at the assistant and then at Song Yan, not knowing what they were doing.

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

"Oh, yes, yes," The assistant said, "Look at me just talking and forgetting to get something to eat."

He glanced at Liang Jinhui's dinner plate, pointed to a few of them, and asked, "Where did you get this?"

"Just put ..." Liang Jinhui pointed at a distance but the assistant said: "Can you please take me over there for a while. My myopia is a bit severe and I didn't wear glasses when I went out this morning."

Liang Jinhui couldn't refuse so he had to stand up and lead the assistant to the dim sum area.

After the two walked far away, Xia Lin looked at Song Yan helplessly: "With so many vacancies, why do we have to fight for the table?"

"Didn't you say that you got rid of the previous complaints with me," Song Yan couldn't see the joy and anger on his face, "Why didn't you reply on WeChat? "

"I want to be alone."

"Is Liang Jinhui not human?"

Xia Lin: "..."

Song Yan took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions: "I'm sorry. I didn't come to fight with you. My tone is not very good. Don't be angry."

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

Song Yan said again: "I plan to go back to China today. Can you go back with me?"

"Today?"

Xia Lin was taken aback. Today they are free to move around. Xia Lin originally planned to go to City J to find Song Yan but he ran into Song Yan by accident last night so he had nothing to do today.

Just before eating, Liang Jinhui was eagerly persuading him to visit the local museum together. Xia Lin hesitated and had not yet agreed. He doesn't want Song Yan to come and ask him to accompany him to return home in advance.