Surprise! The wife of a top star is actually a Nobel Prize winner

Just as I was in a daze, I heard Qian Cencheng asking questions.

"Uncle Qian, I want to see my mother's old notes and books. Do you know where they are?"

"I know, but... young lady, why do you suddenly want to see the young mistress's notebook?"

"I saw this experimental design plan and wanted to see if my mother had left any records of related experiments."

Seeing that she was calm, Uncle Qian took her to the room where the books and materials left by Qian Guoliang and Cen Xue were placed.

"Miss, these boxes contain the books and materials that the young master and mistress left at home. A large portion of them are confidential materials that have been taken over by the state and are no longer kept at home. I was planning to move these out to dry in the sun today. How about we move them out and while we do that, you can look for the ones you want?"

"Okay." Qian Cencheng agreed happily.

So the two of them worked together to move the boxes of books and materials onto the trailer and dragged them to the yard.

While flipping through these books, Qian Cencheng carefully opened each one and looked at it.

From the boxes of books that Qian's father had, she picked out many books on mathematics, physics and chemistry that she had never read before.

On my mother Cen Xue's side, most of the subjects are related to biology and medicine.

She also found a love letter from Dad Qian to Mom Qian in a thick medical book.

It was the first time that Qian Cencheng witnessed someone else's love up close. Unexpectedly, it was the love of this body's parents, and they were already deceased.

Judging from the date on the love letter, Xiao Qian Cencheng was already five or six years old at that time.

It seems that they are very loving and romantic.

Unfortunately... my fate is short...

After Qian Cencheng finished reading the love letter that was carefully kept by Qian's mother, it took him a long time to turn to the next book.

For some reason, she felt a little sour and sad.

Finally, she found the specific experimental data for the experimental design she was looking for.

There are three full notebooks of experimental records, which shows that Mother Qian put a lot of thought into it after work.

At the end of these experimental data, Qian's mother left the following words:

[At this point in the experiment, it seems to have encountered a bottleneck.

It seems that what I have learned is still not enough.

But I won’t give up!

Even if it takes my whole life,

I also want to develop a drug that can cure diabetes!

This is the promise I made at my mother's grave.

This is the only way to comfort my mother who passed away young! 】

Judging from the date on the experimental data, it should have been written shortly before her death.

After reading this, Qian Cencheng's eyes were instantly filled with tears.

She quickly turned sideways and wiped it with her sleeve.

However, it was still seen by Uncle Qian, who had been closely observing the young lady's every move since he moved out the books about the young master and the young mistress.

Uncle Qian was so scared when he saw Qian Cencheng wiping his tears.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Are you...remembering something sad?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Qian, it's just the wind that blew sand into my eyes." Qian Cencheng quickly smiled and denied it.

Uncle Qian felt sorry for her because she was obviously sad but still forced herself to smile and tell lies.

But apart from this, she didn't have any other stronger emotional reactions, so she suppressed the idea of ​​calling Qian Qing over.

"Really? Then would you like Uncle Qian to give you a blowjob?"

"No need, Uncle Qian. I'm fine now and can open my eyes, look." After Qian Cencheng said this, he actually winked at Qian Xiangzhong.

It looked like he had calmed down, and Uncle Qian felt a little relieved.

Qian Cencheng selected and put aside the books that her father and mother had left behind that interested her, preparing to study and read them carefully later.

Taking advantage of the good weather, Uncle Qian and I moved out some other books that needed to be turned over and dried in the sun.

After finishing the job, Uncle Qian still found Qian Qing with a worried look on his face.

After the two entered the study, Uncle Qian quickly told his son what had just happened.

"Qing'er, after breakfast, the young lady and I saw that there was a rare sunny day today, so we took some books out to dry. I don't know how, but one of the young mistress's notebooks got mixed in, and she happened to see it."

"Dad, don't be anxious, take your time." Qian Qing saw that his father's face had changed with anxiety, and hurriedly comforted him.

"Well, the situation isn't that bad, but isn't it worrying me?"

"It's okay. I'm here. Cheng Cheng saw her mother's notebook, and then what? Did she have any special reaction?"

"She didn't show any obvious reaction at the time. She just asked me for her mother's other book notes and said she wanted to see the experimental data. I saw that she was emotionally stable, so I agreed.

We moved out all the books left by her parents so that it would be easier for her to choose and let the books see the light of day.

Everything was fine at first, but when she saw one of the young lady's notebooks, she suddenly burst into tears, and cried secretly, wiping her tears with her back to me.

I asked her if she was thinking about something sad, but she didn't give me a direct answer. Later, she controlled her emotions and stopped crying.

Qing'er, do you think she might be remembering what happened when her mother died? I was so worried at that time."

Qian Qing listened patiently to his father's words, then pondered for a moment before answering, "Dad, it's not a big deal. She's crying, probably not because she's thinking about that incident, otherwise she wouldn't be so calm. But she's able to control her emotions quickly, which is progress. That's something to be happy about."

"Really?"

"Really, Dad, if you're worried, just observe carefully for the next two days."

"Isn't this your job? I can't take your job away from you."

Qian Xiangzhong was finally relieved after hearing his son's exact answer.

Qian Cencheng's mood was not as calm as he showed, or as Qian Qing thought.

Of course, it was not because Uncle Qian and the others were worried about what happened when Qian's mother passed away.

After waking up from her nap, she rarely lay in bed lazily, not wanting to get up.

After seeing what Qian's mother wrote at the end of the experimental data in the morning, she has been feeling a little depressed.

Those words reminded her of her past life, which she hadn't thought about for a long time.

It was because of her own illness that she was determined to develop a drug that would cure cancer. From that passage, we can see that the reason why Qian's mother has been quietly researching diabetes for so many years is because her mother died of the disease.

Because she could empathize with Qian's mother, the distance between her and her mother suddenly became closer in her heart.