Rebirth of Love: Jiang Ciyou's Counterattack Legend

The Stockholm Concert Hall was brightly lit and packed with people. Elites from all over the world, dressed in their best clothes, gathered together to witness the annual ceremony of awarding the Nobel Prize, the highest honor in the scientific community. As an outstanding representative in the field of gene therapy, Jiang Ciyou was successfully shortlisted and stood on this world-renowned podium with his outstanding research results in overcoming cancer problems over the years.

Jiang Ciyou wore a simple and elegant black floor-length dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, like a galaxy flowing in the night sky. The fitted top perfectly outlined her slender but upright figure. The dazzling diamond necklace around her neck was specially customized for her by Lu Jingchen on their tenth wedding anniversary. It shone brightly under the lights, as if telling of their tenacity and sweetness along the way. Her long hair was carefully coiled up, and a few strands of hair fell on her fair neck, adding a touch of gentleness and charm. Her makeup was delicate and elegant, but it could not hide the heroic spirit between her eyebrows, which was the confidence and calmness accumulated from years of hard work in the business world and scientific research battlefields.

When the host read out Jiang Ciyou's name in an impassioned and respectful tone, the entire concert hall was instantly drowned in thunderous applause. Jiang Ciyou took a deep breath, smiled, and walked steadily to the podium. The spotlights were like bundles of golden silk threads, tightly enveloping her. She stood there, shining brightly, becoming the focus of the whole audience.

She bowed slightly and took the Nobel Prize trophy, which symbolized supreme honor, from the award presenter. The trophy felt heavy in her hand, but the cold touch made her heart even hotter. She gently stroked the delicate carvings on the trophy, and her thoughts drifted back to the countless days when she worked day and night in the laboratory with cell samples and data. The frustration of failure and the ecstasy of breakthrough all turned into tears in her eyes.

Jiang Ciyou held the microphone, facing the audience, ready to give a speech to express her gratitude for the award. Her eyes swept across the unfamiliar but respectful faces in the audience, and finally landed on the empty seat reserved for her in the front row. Although that seat was empty at the moment, she knew that Lu Jingchen must be somewhere, watching her through the screen.

"Dear guests, dear colleagues," Jiang Ciyou's voice was clear and firm, echoing in every corner of the concert hall, "I am deeply honored to be able to stand here today and receive this honor. But I want to say that this award does not belong to me alone."

She paused slightly, her throat tightened a little, and the figure of Lu Jingchen emerged involuntarily in her mind. He always walked into the laboratory quietly when she was most tired, put a coat on her, and brought her a cup of steaming hot coffee; when she encountered a bottleneck in the experiment and was about to collapse, he held her hand tightly and gave her strength with gentle and firm words.

"It belongs to my team, those partners who work silently behind the scenes and study day and night; it belongs to every friend and family member who gives me support and trust; and most importantly, it belongs to my husband, Lu Jingchen." Jiang Ciyou's voice trembled slightly, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be suppressed and burst out.

The audience in the audience couldn't help but be moved. Most of them had heard the legendary story of this couple, and at this moment, they were all moved by Jiang Ciyou's sincere emotions.

"He is the brightest star in my life. When I was betrayed on my wedding night and fell to the lowest point in my life, he broke into my world with love and warmth. With his company, he made me believe in love again; with his encouragement, I had the courage to stand up again and pursue my dreams." Jiang Ciyou's thoughts drifted back to those difficult pasts, and his voice became more choked.

"I still remember that when I decided to devote myself to gene therapy research, I faced many difficulties such as funding shortages, technical bottlenecks, and external doubts. It was he who did not hesitate to use all his resources to build a laboratory for me and help me recruit talents. Countless late nights, when I was buried in experimental data and exhausted, I always looked up and saw him silently accompanying me in the corner, his eyes full of heartache and support."

Jiang Ciyou raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, trying to calm himself down.

"While I was pursuing my dream of scientific research, he himself had to endure a lot. He had old injuries from saving me, and he would always feel a dull pain on rainy days. But he never complained to me, and always showed me his brightest and strongest side."

At this moment, Jiang Ciyou's cell phone in her dress pocket suddenly vibrated violently. She frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition came to her mind. In such a solemn occasion, she should not be distracted, but the continuous vibration seemed to be an urgent call from fate.

She hesitated for a moment, but quietly reached into her pocket and took out her cell phone. The screen showed a call from the hospital, and her heart sank.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Ciyou said softly into the microphone, his voice trembling slightly, "Please allow me to pause for a moment."

The audience looked at each other in confusion, but more with understanding and tolerance. They waited quietly, and a solemn atmosphere filled the concert hall.

Jiang Ciyou turned his back, slightly sideways to avoid the camera, and pressed the answer button. On the other end of the phone, the doctor's anxious voice came: "Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu's condition has suddenly worsened, and he has been muttering your name. Can you come back as soon as possible..."

Jiang Ciyou's hands trembled violently, and the phone almost slipped out of her hand. Her face turned pale in an instant, and her eyes were filled with tears again.

"I understand. Thank you, doctor. I'll go back right away." Jiang Ciyou suppressed his grief and tried to keep his voice steady.

She took a deep breath, turned around, and faced the audience again. Although there were tears in her eyes, she was more determined and resolute.

"I'm sorry, everyone. There was an emergency at home and I need to rush back immediately." Jiang Ciyou's voice was still clear and powerful. "But what I want to say is that no matter what difficulties I encounter, I will not give up. Just like my husband and I have never bowed to fate along the way. This award is a new starting point. I will continue to move forward with everyone's expectations and his love, and contribute all my strength to conquering cancer and the health of mankind."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Ciyou bowed slightly, and the audience burst into warm applause again. This applause was not only a recognition of her scientific research achievements, but also a respect for her strength at the moment.

Jiang Ciyou hurried down the podium, her skirt fluttering with her hurried steps. Her assistant had been waiting by the side, and when he saw her expression, he was startled and hurried forward.

"Immediately arrange the fastest flight back home. Mr. Lu..." Jiang Ciyou's voice stopped abruptly and tears burst out again.

The assistant nodded hurriedly, and while calling the airline, he helped Jiang Ciyou walk out quickly.

On the plane, Jiang Ciyou looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, feeling extremely anxious. She held her phone tightly, and on the screen was a photo of her and Lu Jingchen, a selfie they took during a trip, with both of them smiling happily. She kept praying in her heart, hoping that Lu Jingchen would be safe.

After a long flight, the plane finally landed slowly. Jiang Ciyou almost ran out of the airport and headed straight to the hospital.

The hospital corridor was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the lights were pale and dazzling. Jiang Ciyou didn't care about her image, and her high heels made a rapid sound on the ground, attracting the attention of passing medical staff.

She came to Lu Jingchen's ward, her hand stopped on the door handle, but she didn't dare to push it open. She was afraid to see the weak figure on the bed, afraid to face the reality of losing him. Taking a deep breath, she slowly opened the door.

In the ward, the lights were dimmed. Lu Jingchen lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper, and his lips bloodless. Various instruments ticked regularly around him, as if they were counting down his life.

Jiang Ciyou's tears burst out instantly, she quickly walked to the bedside and gently held Lu Jingchen's hands. Those hands used to be warm and strong, but now they are so cold and weak.

"Jingchen, I'm back, I'm here..." Jiang Ciyou choked and put his hand on her cheek.

Lu Jingchen seemed to have heard her call, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Jiang Ciyou, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, trying to force a smile.

"Youyou, you're back..." His voice was as weak as a candle in the wind, "I saw you receiving the award, you are so beautiful..."

Jiang Ci cried uncontrollably and nodded repeatedly: "I shouldn't have left, I should have stayed with you..."

Lu Jingchen shook his head gently: "Don't be silly, this is your dream, I am proud of you..."

His eyes fell on the trophy that Jiang Ciyou was still holding tightly in his hand, and his eyes were full of relief.

"Let me see the trophy..." Lu Jingchen raised his hand with difficulty.

Jiang Ciyou quickly handed the trophy to him. Lu Jingchen looked at the trophy carefully, and gently stroked the texture on it with his fingers.

"You did it, Youyou, you really did it..." There was endless pride and love in his voice.

Suddenly, Lu Jingchen seemed to remember something, and a sly look flashed in his eyes. He motioned for Jiang Ciyou to help him sit up a little, and Jiang Ciyou carefully helped him up and put a pillow behind him.

Lu Jingchen took out an exquisite little box from the pillow and handed it to Jiang Ciyou.

"Open it and take a look..." There was a hint of anticipation in his voice.

Jiang Ciyou took the box in confusion, opened it, and instantly widened his eyes. Inside the box, where the Nobel Prize medal should have been, there was a unique engagement ring. The ring band was inlaid with tiny but dazzling diamonds, spelling out the abbreviation of their names. The largest diamond in the middle was like a shining star, emitting a charming light.

"Jingchen, this is..." Jiang Ciyou was so surprised that he was speechless.

Lu Jingchen smiled, his eyes full of affection: "I know it's inappropriate to propose now, but I'm afraid I won't have the chance in the future... Youyou, are you willing to marry me again? This time, I'll support you forever."

Jiang Ci cried bitterly and nodded desperately: "I do, Jingchen, I do..."

She gently picked up the ring and put it on the ring finger of her left hand, tightly fitting it with the original wedding ring. At this moment, the two hearts seemed to be even more closely attached to each other.

Lu Jingchen watched Jiang Ciyou put on the ring with satisfaction, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. His body became weaker and weaker, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Youyou, don't be sad... remember, live well... with my love..." Lu Jingchen used up his last bit of strength, said this, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Jingchen! Jingchen!" Jiang Ciyou called his name in panic, holding his hands tightly with both hands, trying to pass on her warmth to him.

However, the heartbeat curve on the instrument gradually flattened out and eventually became a straight line. In the ward, only Jiang Ciyou's grief-stricken cry remained, and that cry seemed to tear the whole world apart...