I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 805 - 601 Thank you_2

Chapter 805: 601 Thank you_2

Ai Qian frowned in confusion, "Plagiarism?"

Wei Chuyin bit her lip, "The virtual love game was developed by a few students from our software development major. Among them, the most crucial character is named Zhang Guangyi. You might not know, but now in the gaming industry, his name is very prominent, you could say he shot to fame overnight. And Shao Shuhuai was his classmate."

"You’ve lost me."

Ai Qian didn’t understand, "What does this have to do with Shao Shuhuai?"

"He claims that the idea for the virtual love game, that some of the credit is due to him, that Zhang Guangyi borrowed his idea."

Ai Qian suddenly realized.

"But... ideas, they’re worthless. Nowadays in gaming, isn’t everything just copied from each other?"

Wei Chuyin nodded, "That’s true. In fact, I’ve always felt that Shao Shuhuai is too cunning and manipulative. Whether what he says is true or not, nobody knows. It’s just that suing over the virtual love game could enhance our company’s reputation, and that’s probably the reason our company supports him."

"Then he came to find you..."

"Who?"

Wei Chuyin didn’t catch on at first.

Ai Qian was silent.

Looking at her, Wei Chuyin realized.

"You mean Jiang Chen?"

"He came to me wanting to settle."

Even though it was a trade secret, she wasn’t an outsider.

Wei Chuyin didn’t hide anything and explained everything, "Our company wants ten million, but he was only willing to give three million. Ai Qian, you don’t know how it felt, sitting in front of him, I even felt a bit like I didn’t recognize him anymore, like the pressure was even greater than facing our boss."

"That’s pretty normal."

Ai Qian smiled, "He’s not the same young man who used to buy you water anymore."

Wei Chuyin’s gaze became a bit distant.

Back in school, because she was often with Ai Qian, whenever Jiang Chen bought water for Ai Qian, he would get one for her too.

It wasn’t that long ago.

Yet it felt like a lifetime had passed.

"Is that all he talked to you about?"

Ai Qian bowed her head to pick up some food, her voice brought Wei Chuyin back from her thoughts.

"He asked about you."

Wei Chuyin looked at her and said, "He asked if you were doing well."

Ai Qian, head lowered, her expression not quite visible, but a soft smile could be seen curving her lips.

Wei Chuyin also started eating, "Have you two lost contact since graduation?"

"No need to keep in touch, what do you think I could talk about with him?"

"Regardless, you’re still classmates."

"Do you still keep in touch with any male classmates from your class?"

Wei Chuyin had no response.

The atmosphere quieted down.

The two women ate in silence.

"I’ll take care of this."

Wei Chuyin went to help clear the dishes.

"Come on, no need to be so formal."

Ai Qian refused her offer, carrying the dishes to the sink and turning on the tap.

"Drip, drip..."

Wei Chuyin followed her, standing by her side.

"Why are you standing so close to me, can’t you just sit and rest?"

Ai Qian laughed helplessly, "You really should find yourself a boyfriend."

"Not interested."

Wei Chuyin was resolute.

Ai Qian turned, "You’re not into women, are you?"

Wei Chuyin, not joking, said earnestly, "I definitely won’t find one until you do."

"Don’t, you’re putting a lot of pressure on me." Ai Qian washed the dishes. "What if I stay single forever?"

"Then I’ll stay with you forever."

Wei Chuyin sounded like a convict seeking redemption.

Ai Qian’s hands paused.

"Chu Yin, you don’t have to do this, everyone chooses their own path, it’s not related to anyone else."

Wei Chuyin, as if she hadn’t heard, looked at the delicate and fair hands in the sink.

Such hands shouldn’t be doing such rough work.

"We had a pact, I’d be your bridesmaid, and I won’t break that promise."

Ai Qian smiled silently.

"Drip, drop..."

Suddenly.

A drop of liquid fell.

It landed on the pristine white plate, then washed away by the water, spreading a faint blush.

Wei Chuyin’s eyes fixed, then suddenly she looked up.

"Ai Qian, you’ve got a nosebleed!"

She exclaimed.

Ai Qian raised her hand to wipe her nose, her fingertip stained crimson.

Wei Chuyin quickly grabbed a tissue.

"Stop washing."

She turned off the tap, "You’re coming with me to the hospital right now!"

"It’s nothing, just a bit overworked lately."

Ai Qian wiped her nose, but this time, the blood seemed particularly abundant, coloring tissue after tissue red.

Wei Chuyin’s worry deepened as she stared at that pale, sickly face and asserted without question, "You must come to the hospital with me."

The bleeding wouldn’t stop, the tissue not nearly enough to clean it, so Ai Qian had to turn on the tap again, bending over to wash with water.

The blood tinted the stream red.

It was shockingly vivid.

Finally.

The bloody water ceased.

Ai Qian leaned on the sink.

"Go to the hospital!"

Wei Chuyin grabbed her arm.

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Tongji Hospital.

After the examination, Ai Qian lay on the hospital bed.

Inside the department.

Wei Chuyin, holding the diagnostic report she had waited an hour for, looked stunned.

"How... How is this possible? Doctor, could there be a mistake?!"

The doctor sighed with regret.

Such a young girl, truly unfortunate.

But as a medical professional, he must inform her family of the truth.

"Are you a friend of the patient?"

Wei Chuyin nodded blankly.

"She must be in unbearable pain, how come she only came to the hospital now?"

Wei Chuyin didn’t know how to respond.

"Notify her family as soon as possible, she needs to be treated immediately."

Wei Chuyin clenched the ghastly pale report tightly, "...Doctor, can this illness be cured?"

The doctor was silent for a moment, "There is a chance of recovery, we will do our best."

Wei Chuyin, her expression dazed, didn’t even know how she left the department.

On the way back to the ward, she was distraught, her steps becoming increasingly heavy and slow as she neared the room.

At the door, she raised her hand but simply couldn’t muster the strength to push it open, finally leaning against the wall, covering her face tightly, slowly squatting down.

Why.

Why?

Why must fate be so cruel?

It was a long while before Wei Chuyin stood back up, trying to adjust her facial expression, forcing a nonchalant smile before she opened the door.

The moonlight after the rain was especially serene.

Ai Qian, lying in bed, withdrew her gaze from the window.

"It’s nothing serious, the doctor said you’re just overworked, just rest well."

Wei Chuyin quickly walked to the bed, tucking in the blanket, "Take a few days off, stay in the hospital for some rest, I’ll look after you..."

"What illness do I have."

Ai Qian spoke softly.

"What are you talking about! You’re not sick! The doctor just said you need rest."

Wei Chuyin repeated, but still didn’t look up.

"Chuyin, do you know that you’ve never been good at lying?"

Wei Chuyin froze, biting her lip hard, the emotions she was barely maintaining crumbled because she didn’t dare look up, making her tears even harder to control.

"Drip, drip..."

The pale bed became wet.

"Why cry."

Ai Qian chuckled lightly, raising her hand to hold hers, "Haven’t you always urged me to be strong?"

Wei Chuyin completely broke down, stepping back, letting go of that icy hand, and screamed hoarsely, "Are you a fool?! In so much pain, why didn’t you say something sooner! How long did you think you could endure it!"

Tears were already streaming down Wei Chuyin’s face, eventually she sobbed silently, gradually squatting on the ground.

"I’m sorry... I’m truly sorry..."

"Fool, what have you got to be sorry for?"

Ai Qian’s face still wore a gentle curve.

"Everyone has their own fate."

Wei Chuyin suddenly stood up, "The doctor said the illness can be cured, let’s cooperate with the treatment thoroughly, Ai Qian, you’ll definitely get better!"

Ai Qian smiled at her tearful good friend.

"Chuyin, can you do me a favor?"

Wei Chuyin, her eyes bleary with tears.

"Don’t tell anyone."

"No! I won’t!"

Wei Chuyin shook her head vigorously, with tears flying.

"I’ve never asked for anything from you, but this time, consider it a plea."

Ai Qian’s smile was tranquil and serene, "Don’t tell others."

Wei Chuyin felt she could no longer breathe, she could barely even see the person on the bed anymore.

At last, she nodded her head, and then, unable to hold back, burst into tears.

Ai Qian turned her head, looking towards the chilling moonlight outside the window, her mouth forming a gentle arc, a tear silently trickled down her cheek.

"Thank you."