Cheng Cheng and the Cicada
Chapter 23 Getting Rich
Argentina was clearly the stronger team.
They ultimately won 3:0 with ease, advancing to the finals.
"Aaaaaaaah!!!!!"
Messi slid on his knees across the field's grass.
"!!!!! Aaaaaaaah!!!!"
Gao Yang rolled around on the living room floor.
"We won! Holy crap! Lin Xian, we're rich!!"
Gao Yang scrambled to his feet and grasped Lin Xian's hand tightly.
"Comrade Lin Xian! Our bright future depends on you!"
Lin Xian shook off Gao Yang's hand.
"Weren't you just saying my dream was unreliable, not a true vision of the future?"
"Uh..."
Gao Yang scratched his head, looking at the pile of lottery tickets on the coffee table.
"I'm afraid I need more experimental data before I can draw a conclusion. So, who will win tomorrow's semi-final, France or Morocco? Tell me!"
Lin Xian recalled the sentence he saw in his dream...
[Argentina defeats France in a penalty shootout to win the championship.]
"Since France is in the finals against Argentina, France will definitely win tomorrow. Are you still planning to bet? Know when to quit."
Gao Yang grinned as he gathered the scattered lottery tickets on the table.
"Don't worry, I know my limits. I'll come to your place to watch the game tomorrow!"
"Please don't... I need to sleep."
"Come on, you have to wake up at 00:42 anyway, so don't go back to sleep! Let's verify whether your dream is accurate!"
...
The next evening, Gao Yang arrived as scheduled.
He held a thick stack of lottery tickets in his hand, brandishing them triumphantly.
"Heh heh heh~ I won over ten thousand from yesterday's lottery tickets. Today, I added some savings and bought 30,000 on France winning! Lin Xian, if France really wins this time, we can earn seventy or eighty thousand!"
"What if they lose?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Don't jinx it!"
It was still three in the morning, and amidst Lin Xian's continuous yawns, the game began.
The French team indeed launched a fierce attack, ultimately winning the match 2:0 and advancing to the finals.
"Aaaaaaaah!!!!!"
Gao Yang transformed into a wild mop, frantically cleaning Lin Xian's living room floor.
"You're amazing, Lin Xian! We're rich!! We just earned a year's salary!!"
"Wait, aren't we missing the point?"
Lin Xian suddenly realized, looking at Gao Yang frantically mopping the floor.
"I asked you here to discuss the dream, how did it inexplicably turn into watching the World Cup with you?"
"Ah ha ha..."
Gao Yang got up from the floor, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.
"Actually, I still don't believe that your dream can predict the future, it's too outrageous."
"But! If Argentina wins the final and it's the same as what you saw in your dream, then it might really be something extraordinary!"
"The final is in a few days, I'll come to your house to watch the game!"
Lin Xian was speechless.
"I don't think there's any need to continue verifying. Please don't come again. Actually, even if you asked me, a complete soccer idiot, to buy lottery tickets, I would bet on these two teams winning. The difference in strength is obvious."
"Speaking of which, Lin Xian, you should buy some lottery tickets too. You can't just watch me drive a Land Rover while you continue to suffer, right? I think we can really go all-in on Argentina winning next time!"
"We'll see, I'm not in the mood."
...
After seeing Gao Yang off, Lin Xian slept until lunchtime.
It was the weekend, so he didn't have to work and got a good night's sleep.
But he did have plans for the afternoon. Lin Xian was planning to go to the hospital to visit Professor Xu Yun's daughter.
A few days ago, Zhao Yingjun had instructed Lin Xian to buy some things and visit her.
Lin Xian had asked the counselor, and Professor Xu Yun was in the school laboratory doing research on weekdays, only going to the hospital to be with his daughter on weekends.
So, if he wanted to see him, going to the hospital on the weekend was the best option.
After lunch, Lin Xian bought a few boxes of gifts and then took a taxi to Donghai University Affiliated Hospital.
Donghai University Affiliated Hospital can be said to be one of the best hospitals in Donghai City. It has countless experts, is highly authoritative, and intractable diseases that cannot be cured nationally will eventually be transferred here.
So, since the experts here all say that Professor Xu Yun's daughter has no chance of waking up... then there is probably really no hope.
Thinking about a girl who became a vegetable at the age of four or five and had to spend her entire life unknowingly in a hospital bed, it was really heartbreaking.
However, this further intensified the doubts in Lin Xian's mind—
Why was Professor Xu Yun unwilling to exchange the failed research product for money and then focus on accompanying his daughter or allowing her to enjoy better treatment? Could it be... that the so-called dignity of a scientist was that important?
...
The inpatient building was more than twenty stories high, and Professor Xu Yun's daughter was in a ward on the 17th floor.
Following the information on the doorplate, Lin Xian quickly found his destination.
This was a single room, with the name [Xu Yiyi] written on the doorplate, which should be Professor Xu Yun's daughter's name.
The door to the ward was half-open.
Lin Xian gently knocked on the door, and the light wooden door opened directly...
The scene inside surprised Lin Xian.
From the inside out, it was filled with all kinds of high-end gifts, all of which were worth a lot of money.
And on these gifts and flowers, there were also blessing cards from major cosmetics companies, many of which were world-renowned beauty giants...
It seemed that Zhao Yingjun was right.
Professor Xu Yun was now a coveted treasure in the eyes of beauty companies all over the world.
The chemical substance that he regarded as a disgrace and a failure was simply a huge gold mine in the eyes of these beauty companies.
Near the window of the ward, there was a multi-functional hospital bed.
A slender girl lay quietly on the blue sheets.
Her arm hanging by the bed truly defined what it meant to be skin and bones. And her calf, which Professor Xu Yun was holding in his hands, carefully bending and stretching to exercise... was also atrophied to the point where no muscle could be seen.
Like a fragile porcelain doll, it would break with a touch.
Lin Xian stood by the door, not saying a word.
For a vegetative person who has been bedridden for more than ten years, the muscles all over the body have probably completely atrophied. Even if you insist on doing stretching exercises for her every day, you can only get psychological comfort in return.
Lin Xian watched Professor Xu Yun finish a set of rehabilitation exercises, then turned his daughter over, before turning around.
"Take your things away, there's already too much piled up here."
Lin Xian put the gifts he was carrying behind the door and said softly.
"Professor Xu, please take care of your health. These tonics are also for you."
Xu Yun pushed his glasses and looked Lin Xian up and down.
"Are you a student at Donghai University?"
Lin Xian was puzzled, how could he tell?
He nodded.
"Yes, Professor Xu, my name is Lin Xian, and I am a graduate of Donghai University."
"Weren't you the host of the school anniversary gala and the welcome party for freshmen?"
Lin Xian nodded again, and couldn't help but admire Professor Xu Yun's memory.
"That's right, Professor Xu, do you remember me? I often hosted campus events when I was in college, and I was the host of the welcome party for three consecutive years."
Professor Xu Yun smiled for the first time.
"No wonder you look so familiar. At Mr. Chu's dinner party that day, you gave me a sense of déjà vu."
Perhaps it was because as a teacher, he naturally had a sense of intimacy with his own students. Lin Xian felt that Professor Xu Yun was much gentler today than before.
Xu Yun beckoned for Lin Xian to come closer to the bed.
Lin Xian was really surprised.
He was already prepared to be kicked out by Professor Xu Yun, but he didn't expect that he was still planning to chat with him a little more.
Lin Xian walked to the bedside and looked at the pale-faced girl on the bed.
"Young man..."
Professor Xu Yun turned his head and looked at Lin Xian.
"Do you know... why I am unwilling to sell that failure to you?"