The next day,
Jiang Hao returned to the rehabilitation hospital. This time, Professor Catherine was waiting for him early. Upon seeing Jiang Hao, she said, "Mister Angel, I have something to ask of you."
"What is it, Professor?"
"I hope to continue tracking, observing, and studying your treatment methods. Soul-based healing has shown results against autism and depression. If we can achieve even a little progress in this research, it will be a blessing for hundreds of millions of patients around the world." Professor Catherine looked at Jiang Hao with great anticipation.
Jiang Hao smiled and nodded. "Of course. If there's anything you need to know, you can ask me directly."
Professor Catherine was overjoyed.
In the back garden, Jiang Hao saw little Mera again. Today, she wore a lovely floral dress, and her hair had been beautifully combed. Jiang Hao walked over with a smile. "Wow, little Mera, you look so beautiful today. Do you still remember your big brother?"
Mera nodded.
Jiang Hao crouched down and asked with a smile, "Then do you remember what my name is?"
Mera nodded again.
"Can you say it? I'm looking forward to hearing it." Jiang Hao smiled at Mera.
Mera's lips kept moving as if she wanted to speak but could not get the words out. Seeing this, Professor Catherine nervously clenched her fists. Several assistants were anxious for Mera, while the cameraman aimed his lens at her.
The only person who showed no nervousness was Jiang Hao. A gentle smile remained on his face, and anyone who looked into his eyes felt their warmth, as mild and comforting as sunlight.
"Angel."
At last, Mera opened her mouth and uttered an unclear syllable. Yet everyone present heard it. They could tell that little Mera had called him Angel.
Oh, God... Professor