I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 560 Unresolved Feelings

Chapter 560: Chapter 560 Unresolved Feelings

"Of course it’s not that simple."

As the Glazed Stone was placed into the sandalwood box, everyone saw the right hand holding the box gently move downwards, and the two fist-sized sandalwood boxes surprisingly vanished into thin air!

"Old Shu, what kind of skill is this, so frickin’ cool." Yang Kai examined your hand that had held the box.

"Family secret technique, outsiders can’t learn it." Shrugging, you said with a smile, "First of all, we need to figure out the origin of this Glazed Stone."

"Didn’t you just say it was a seed, what kind of seed is it exactly?"

"To be precise, it’s a Three-Life Fruit."

"Three-Life Fruit?" Yang Kai was from Yongkang, not far from Zhuji, and he immediately said with a laugh, "Why not just say Fragrant Torreya straight away, what’s with the fancy name?"

Shaking your head slightly: "No, this is a real Three-Life Fruit."

"What do you mean?"

Wei Shuxian pushed his glasses up and turned his head to look at you: "So-called one life equals one world, then three lives would be three worlds, that is, three hundred years, am I right?"

"Right."

Wei Shuxian continued, "What you mean is, this fruit has been nurtured for three hundred years?"

"Exactly."

"A fruit of three hundred years, a peach of immortality?" Yang Kai’s eyes immediately shone, "Hey, Old Shu, you just mentioned that the seed was still filled with life energy, does it mean if we plant it now, it will sprout and produce fruits that grant eternal life?"

Everyone turned to look at Yang Kai unanimously, without a word.

"Er... forget I said anything."

Yang Kai sat down next to Nie Ying looking bored, pulled Nie Ying into his arms, and gently stroked her beautiful long hair.

Nie Ying had long seen through Yang Kai’s thoughts, and surprisingly didn’t scold him. Instead, she leaned her head on Yang Kai’s shoulder and whispered, "This life is enough."

"Yeah." Yang Kai nodded firmly.

Seeing the atmosphere in the room was somewhat somber, Wei Shuxian immediately changed the subject, "Old Shu, what’s its real purpose?"

After pondering for a moment, you said to everyone around, "Just from its shape, it has gone through many stages of polishing and crafting, and has even been blessed with the blood and soul of a shaman; I can feel a trace of soul magic fluctuation from it, although very weak, it still exists; which means, it was likely used as a gem, inlaid onto an object. As for what exactly that object is, we can’t figure it out at the moment, and probably only Lao Du can help."

Zong Wangyue and Yang Kai exchanged glances before speaking in unison, "It’s not going to be handed over to the state, is it?"

You and Wei Shuxian rolled your eyes in annoyance, almost in chorus, "Piss off!"

That being said, school had started some time ago, and you still hadn’t seen Du Xishan.

Calling his office, his assistant’s direct reply was, "Professor Du is sick, has been hospitalized for almost half a month, don’t you know?"

Scratching your head, you immediately drove to the fruit market, bought a basket of fruit, and went to the hospital.

When you, carrying the fruit, pushed the door and entered the ward, you frowned immediately, not for any other reason than that the room was pervaded with Yin Ghost Qi.

"Mu Yun is here?"

Leaning against the pillow and sitting halfway up in the hospital bed, Du Xishan looked pale and ill.

This was a single-person ward. Du Xishan’s parents had passed away when he was young, and being a loner, he didn’t mingle much with relatives, so naturally, there weren’t many people to visit him.

Walking over, you placed the basket of fruit on a nearby table, pulled over a chair, and sat next to Du Xishan to ask, "What’s wrong? What kind of sickness?"

He shrugged his shoulders. Du Xishan was still optimistic, laughing as he said, "The doctor said it’s jaundice hepatitis."

"Jaundice hepatitis?" You furrowed your brows, which were already tightly knit, "Isn’t that disease supposed to be isolated? How come those nurses let me come in?"

"Is that so?" Du Xishan knew little about pathology. Hearing you say that, he immediately said, "If that’s the case, you better leave quickly."

You extended your hand towards Du Xishan, "Give me your hand."

"Huh?"

Too lazy to explain too much, you reached out with your left hand to grab Du Xishan’s and immediately pressed on his pulse.

"Mu Yun, I didn’t see that coming, you can even take pulses..."

"Don’t talk!"

Your voice was heavy. Soon you lifted your head, staring straight at Du Xishan with a light sigh, "Old Du, do you want to hear the truth?"

A slight thud resonated in Du Xishan’s heart, because the expression you presented was just too similar to the doctors on TV when they faced patients with incurable diseases!

"You—you tell me, I think I can take it."

Another deep sigh.

"Don’t be like that, just say it." Seeing your attitude, Du Xishan felt his heart rise to his throat.

Looking up slightly, you spoke with a grave and earnest tone, "You, your liver indeed has problems. You know it yourself, long-term irregular diet, staying up late, your liver has been in a state of fatigue and barely gets any rest; plus the high intensity of your work, it has led your liver to..." You gave a heavy sigh.

Hearing such words, Du Xishan’s mind was muddled. One word naturally jumped out at him—liver cancer!

"Is it early stage or late stage, is there a cure?"

"What do you think? It’s your own body, so I think you would know best."

Du Xishan lowered his head slightly, sighing, "I didn’t expect this day to come so soon, I still have so many things left undone."

"What things left undone?"

"I still have two projects that I haven’t completed, and there are at least more than twenty unresolved historical mysteries in the archives..."

"What else?"

"And, and..." Du Xishan fell silent.

"Is it that there’s still something on your mind, there’s someone who has been waiting for your attitude, a promise, a ring, a wedding?"

"I...sigh!" Du Xishan covered his face, letting out a long sigh.

You snapped your fingers at the air next to you, "Come out, some things can’t always be hidden. Doing so will only waste your time."

As soon as the words were spoken, a beautiful figure slowly emerged from the air—a girl with black long hair, oh no, a ghost floated beside you.

You were not unfamiliar with this ghost; she was the same female ghost you had encountered before in the ancient tomb of Longyuan Village, Hong Xiu.

In these past days, Hong Xiu had been by Du Xishan’s side, never leaving; they say that familiarity breeds fondness, and this originally rebellious female ghost became much more restrained after becoming a ghost, starting to appear in Du Xishan’s life in a very special form.

Du Xishan had always lived alone, and his self-care ability was a mess.

After Hong Xiu appeared, she initially considered herself as a roommate, incessantly intervening in Du Xishan’s life with a vow to change his bad habits.

Through the bits and pieces of living together, the battle of wits and valor between the two, Hong Xiu gradually fell in love with this seemingly unreliable middle-aged man.