Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 359: Rolling Dice to Choose a Major

Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Rolling Dice to Choose a Major

Wei Minglan also stood up and said, "Does Jingchen still have some of Qin Kuo’s brain cells remaining in his body? Are you going to perform surgery to remove them?"

"So, the most urgent matter for Mrs. Qin in looking for me is to talk about this?" Jiang Zhe’s eyes slightly lifted at the corners, her scrutinizing and measuring gaze unabashedly fixed on Wei Minglan.

Wei Minglan spoke in a low voice, "Yes, they are both my sons. I can’t let go. Xiaozhe, when you are performing surgery on Jingchen, could you transfer the brain cells of Qin Kuo you take out to me? The flesh of the palm is as dear as the back of the hand..."

Her meaning was that she wanted to keep these brain cells for Qin Kuo, to gradually nurse Qin Kuo’s body back to health.

The brain cells previously taken from Qin Kuo, though they were the majority in quantity, were not complete enough.

Jiang Zhe couldn’t help laughing, with Wei Minglan and Qin Li watching her, earnestly waiting for her to give an affirmative answer.

After Jiang Zhe finished laughing, she regained her composure, her face returning to its usual calm and indifference, as if the laugh had nothing to do with her.

"The flesh of the palm is as dear as the back of the hand? You both can’t possibly be unaware of the many risks of maintaining Qin Kuo’s brain cells using Qin Jingchen’s body, and how unfair it is to him, right? This technology was opposed by many when it was first proposed on the Beicheng Continent, due to the technological risks, uncontrollable unknown risks, and the years of cerebral strain borne by the person undergoing surgery. The voices of dissent were numerous, yet you were willing to use it on Qin Jingchen.

After using up his body, to then extract the brain cells and return them to Qin Kuo, knowing about a new surgery, you are not concerned about Qin Jingchen but only about Qin Kuo’s brain cells. I know some people like to show favoritism, some prefer to focus their energy on the weaker ones, and it’s hard for anyone to be completely impartial. But if you can’t be fair, then stop saying things like ’the flesh of the palm is as dear as the back of the hand.’

You both have placed all your life’s values on Qin Kuo, so stop saying things like you’re doing it for Qin Jingchen’s sake."

Jiang Zhe doesn’t usually say much, but she found speaking up like this rather refreshing.

Perhaps Jingchen wouldn’t fuss about these matters, but that doesn’t mean she, as an observer, could get caught up in the couple’s rhetoric.

The words Jingchen would not say, Jiang Zhe did not mind speaking for him.

Shame colored the faces of both Qin Li and Wei Minglan.

They understood the message of Jiang Zhe’s words, didn’t they?

Maybe the saying ’the flesh of the palm is as dear as the back of the hand’ wasn’t a display of their fairness, but a comfort to themselves.

Wei Minglan explained, "It’s not like that, we also considered placing Qin Kuo’s brain cells in someone else’s body, but Jingchen and he are twins, so the rejection rate would be much lower."

"Oh, is that so? And all these years of neglect, that’s part of your parental duty?" Jiang Zhe said with a sarcastic laugh.

Qin Li and Wei Minglan bowed their heads in silence.

This was an issue they had always avoided facing directly.

Jingchen never complained, and the old Mrs. Qin did not interfere with their decisions, so that nobody had ever discussed this issue out loud in front of them, directly criticizing their wrongdoings.

Only Jiang Zhe did.

"Didn’t Jingchen need his parents when he was a child? Where were you when he needed you? Where were you when he took over the Qin family business in his teens?"

Faced with Jiang Zhe’s aggressive questioning, Wei Minglan no longer attempted to defend herself.

There was pain in her eyes, and her facial expressions had nowhere to settle.

"I will pretend I never heard what was said today, and I hope that Jingchen will not hear it either. Goodbye."

Jiang Zhe had said quite a lot today and was feeling somewhat tired.

She took out a couple of breath mints and put them in her mouth, then turned and left.

"Jiang Zhe! Please make sure to hand over Qin Kuo’s brain cells to us."

Wei Minglan made one last plea.

Jiang Zhe’s lips curved into an enigmatic smile, but she did not respond.

Wei Minglan cast an anxious glance at Qin Li, who let out a low sigh, yet said nothing more.

...

Fen Ye, following Jingchen’s arrangements, went to the hospital to prepare the surgery ward.

"So it’s another round of psychological treatment?" Qin He asked Fen Ye.

"Likely so," Fen Ye nodded, "Had we known that sister-in-law was the psychologist from back then, we wouldn’t have had to go through so much trouble."

Neither of them knew that the secondary personality within Qin Jingchen’s body had already completely vanished.

Nor did they know anything about Qin Kuo’s situation.

Jiang Zhe returned to the apartment, and Qin Jingchen was sitting on the sofa. When he saw her come back, a fleeting light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Jiang Zhe noticed his complexion was somewhat pale, so she reached up to feel his forehead.

"No fever, no major problems. We can prepare for the surgery in a couple of days," Jiang Zhe withdrew her hand. "We need to nourish you well, Mr. Qin. You can’t undergo surgery with such a weak body."

These words were addressed to Qin Hai standing nearby.

Qin Hai also felt that, starting from yesterday, Qin Jingchen’s complexion had become a bit too unsightly.

"I’m going back to Jincheng for a trip. We’ll talk about the surgery later," said Jiang Zhe as she stood up.

Her wrist was suddenly gripped a little tighter, caught by Qin Jingchen.

"When will you be back?"

"In a day or two," Jiang Zhe turned around, and because she was standing, she had to look down to speak to him.

Qin Jingchen looked up at her, his eyes brimming with countless emotions.

For some reason Jiang Zhe couldn’t fathom, thinking of innocent dogs, such an expression on the always strong Qin Jingchen would touch the soft spot hidden deep in her heart.

She patted his head and said, "Wait for me."

In the man’s originally dim starry eyes, the stars twinkled in an instant.

...

When the time came to fill out university preferences, the students collectively returned to school.

Those with good scores didn’t have much to worry about; they just needed to choose the schools they preferred.

Xiao Meng had already been admitted by Fa Pinglun and could simply write down her choices.

Si Qing and Song Xingyu each had their preferred universities.

Only Xia Enci faced a slight difficulty, but she eventually chose a comprehensive university not far from Xiao Meng’s school and carefully filled out her preferences.

"What about you, Jiang Zhe?" Xia Enci asked.

All eyes turned towards Jiang Zhe.

Everyone was curious where she would go.

Jiang Zhe had already been tormented by this question countless times throughout the day.

The principals of several renowned universities in Beijing were currently sitting in the principal’s office of No. 1 High School.

Each one was waiting for Jiang Zhe’s final decision.

Jiang Zhe had just escaped from their midst a moment ago.

Upon hearing this question, Lou Qiaoyin, who was on the podium analyzing and advising other students, also couldn’t help but look towards Jiang Zhe.

With a laid-back and casual tone, Jiang Zhe said, "I’ll just roll dice to decide."

The whole class fell silent immediately.

What kind of method was this for choosing a major? Rolling dice?

So, was she going to leave her fate and future entirely to chance?

"How are you going to roll the dice? Let me help you," offered Song Xingyu immediately.

"I have a ten-sided die with numbers from 0-9, fairer than the usual 1-6 dice. Here, take this," He Ling found a die in her bag and handed it to Jiang Zhe.