Genius Club.

Chapter 19 Invitation Letter

Chapter 19 Invitation Letter
"Genius Club..."

The moment he saw these five words, Lin Xian felt as if he was pulled out of the whole world.

In the noisy hall, everything disappeared, leaving only endless tinnitus.

I couldn't breathe, like a dolphin tied with lead, sinking deeper and deeper into the icy water...

Da, da, da, da,

"What's wrong? Standing here?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice brought Lin Xian back to reality.

He turned around and saw Zhao Yingjun standing behind him.

She wore a black coat today, and the diamonds on her black earrings sparkled.

"Rhine Cat? Has it been made?"

Zhao Yingjun saw the Rhine Cat doll in Lin Xian's hand and took it directly, looking at it from left to right:

"Well, it's really good. It's cuter than I thought. The workmanship is also very good. We can have long-term cooperation with this factory in the future."

Turning over to the back of the doll, Zhao Yingjun flicked the Rhine cat's little tail.

Finding that Lin Xian was still standing there motionless, Zhao Yingjun looked at Lin Xian's hand and pointed at the dark red card:

"Is this for me too?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao." Seeing that Lin Xian didn't move, the receptionist replied, "This invitation is also for you."

Zhao Yingjun took the invitation from Lin Xian's hand.

She looked at it from the front, then turned it over to look at the back, then took it in her hands along with the Rhine Cat, and walked towards the elevator in her high heels...

"Ms. Zhao is still so beautiful today!"

"Yeah... and she wears different clothes every day! She's so fashionable!"

"Hey, Mr. Zhao's temperament is really born with heroic spirit. We can't envy him enough."

"The most important thing is that he has the ability and strength! It's simply perfect!"

After Zhao Yingjun got on the elevator, the girls at the front desk started talking about her, all of them revealing their envy and admiration for Zhao Yingjun.

Lin Xian looked at his empty hands...

He was still feeling the touch of the dark red card, as if it was still in his hand.

"What if that's not an invitation?"

Lin Xian tried to convince himself.

"We need to find a way to confirm it."

……

After arriving at the office, Lin Xian took the latest design draft and prepared to go to Zhao Yingjun's office to report on his work.

22nd floor. Waited for a while in front of the heavy password door.

"come in."

As the voice came from the video intercom, the password door opened.

Lin Xian walked in.

It’s still that office without any breath of life.

Even Lin Xian suspected that Zhao Yingjun had never sat on this sofa in the office. In such a large space, the only place with signs of human activity was the desk piled with documents.

"Okay, let's just keep going."

Zhao Yingjun trusted Lin Xian's work very much. After quickly looking through the information, he closed it and handed it to Lin Xian.

"correct."

Lin Xian just took the folder, Zhao Yingjun looked up at him:
"Have you inquired about Professor Xu Yun's affairs?"

"I found out a little bit."

This morning, while taking the subway to work, Lin Xian called his former counselor and asked him about Professor Xu Yun:

"I contacted my counselor and my graduate school classmates at the university." Lin Xian took the folder and continued:
"I understand that... the reason why Professor Xu Yun is so persistent in researching the hibernation chamber is because of his paralyzed daughter."

"Professor Xu Yun only has this one child. His wife died of amniotic fluid embolism during childbirth. He has been raising his daughter all by himself and has never remarried."

"But there was an accident while playing at the playground. His daughter fell from a height and hit her head. It was a serious injury... Not only is she paralyzed from the waist down, but she is also in a coma [vegetative] state." "His daughter has been lying in the affiliated hospital of Tunghai University for nearly ten years. It is said that... there is no possibility of her waking up. Experts at home and abroad say so."

Lin Xian swallowed his saliva and paused:
"Many people have advised Professor Xu Yun to give up this child who has no chance of waking up and start his life again. But Professor Xu Yun's attitude... you've seen it too. He is determined to study the hibernation chamber, something that has absolutely no hope."

"Professor Xu Yun's idea is this. He believes that current human technology and medicine cannot cure vegetative patients, but that doesn't mean it won't be possible in the future. So... he hopes to use the [Hibernation Chamber] to send his daughter to the future and use future medical technology to cure her."

……

Zhao Yingjun frowned as he listened.

After Lin Xian finished speaking, she let out a long breath and tucked the hair behind her ears:

"It's very similar to a science fiction novel I've read. Have you read The Three-Body Problem?"

Lin Xian nodded:
"It's the same with the protagonist in The Three-Body Problem. He was infected with a virus that couldn't be cured, so he was put in a hibernation chamber and waited for technology to be advanced in the future before he was thawed and treated. This saved his life."

Zhao Yingjun shook his head:

"Misfortune always picks on the unfortunate..."

"But science is about gradual progress. How can a field without theoretical support and previous accumulation be considered successful just by research and development?"

"Science fiction is ultimately people's fantasy, and it cannot be realized in reality. Professor Xu must be too devoted to his daughter and has become confused."

After that, she leaned over and continued to review the documents:

"Lin Xian, when you have time, buy some things and go to the hospital to visit Professor Xu's daughter."

"OK."

Lin Xian turned around and prepared to leave.

but……

This was not the purpose of his work report this time. The pile of design drafts was just a cover-up.

His real purpose was to find out what the card with "Genius Club" written on it meant.

Is it an invitation?
Is it an advertisement?
Or just a simple prank?

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Zhao, there is one more thing."

Lin Xian pretended to suddenly remember and turned around and said:
"You left in a hurry this morning, so I forgot to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yingjun stopped writing and looked up.

"It's the red invitation. Do you still remember it? Take it from me with Rhine Cat." Lin Xian gestured with his hands to measure the size: