Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Tingwei instantly stood up.
Excitement was evident on the boy’s fair, handsome face.
After removing his gloves, protective goggles, and surgical gown, he rushed out of the operating room.
When Du Hang saw how clumsy Gu Tingwei was as he anxiously rushed off, he suddenly remembered that the Young Master’s seventh birthday was coming up.
What should he get him for a present?
Gu Tingwei”s tastes were vastly different from ordinary people’s. As a result, it was immensely challenging to find something he would actually like.
As Du Hang fretted over this, Gu Tingwei had already pushed open the doors of a laboratory.
It was a different operating room from before, with ice-cold machinery. It was filled with the world’s most cutting-edge technology and equipment.
Once Gu Tingwei entered, he made a beeline towards an antique ultrasound machine.
This was something that his biological father, Gu Yuanzheng, had brought back from a British auction house. He had bought it for 300 million pounds.
Compared to the myriad of advanced technology in the room, this ultrasound machine seemed like a joke.
One hundred years ago, it was retrieved from a shipwreck. It had since rusted into an indistinguishable heap, and even the iron slag was peeling off.
Only Gu Tingwei treated it like a treasure.
A few days ago, before Gu Tingwei had tinkled with the machine, he heard a strange noise coming from inside it.
That sound seemed to have originated from a distant horizon. It was both ethereal and enchanting.
Unfortunately, before Gu Tingwei could hear it clearly, the noise had already ceased.
From that point onwards, Gu Tingwei kept an eye on that ultrasound machine as though he were possessed, refusing to leave it.
Even if he left, he would turn on the sound recorder and get Du Hang to watch over the machine in his stead.
A while back, Du Hang had told him that the sound waves had been collected.
At this point in time, the ultrasound machine fell into silence once again. Gu Tingwei impatiently turned on the recorder.
As he listened to the ethereal singing once more, a mysterious smile surfaced on his face.
Du Hang was the son of the Gu Family’s butler. Ever since Gu Tingwei was born, Du Hang was constantly by his side. The man had long since grown accustomed to the boy’s various peculiarities.
Since he had suffered for countless days for the sake of these soundwaves, Du Hang couldn’t help but ask, “Young Master, what sound is this?”
“A mermaid’s song.”
Du Hang: “????”
Even though he had spent many hours with Gu Tingwei in the laboratory, and even though he had seen countless strange creatures…
He didn’t believe in mermaids.
He immediately commented, “Isn’t that just a fairy tale told to children?”
Something about the mermaid being reduced into beautiful bubbles at the very end…
Gu Tingwei’s expression was extremely serious. He wasn’t at all like a seven-year-old child. On the contrary, he sounded like a seasoned researcher. “Of course there are mermaids in this world! However, the fact that we haven’t discovered them yet can be attributed to the stupidity of humankind.”
He even glanced at Du Hang. “Stupid humans. They don’t even believe they exist.”
Du Hang had already gotten used to Gu Tingwei’s disses, which were an everyday affair. He touched his nose. “Yes yes yes, whatever the Young Master says.”
Even though he was a child, the Young Master’s IQ exceeded that of an average person, so Du Hang didn’t find it at all embarrassing when the Young Master looked down on him.
On the other hand, Gu Tingwei had an eccentric personality, along with a quiet demeanor. Du Hang didn’t dare to provoke him for fear that he would get the short end of the stick, so instead, he hastily nodded his head in a perfunctory manner.
However, Gu Tingwei instantly saw through his actions. Once again, he emphasized, “This is really the song of a mermaid!”
“Could it be that the mermaids are artistically advanced, and they hold occasional solo concerts to quell the boredom of living under the sea?” Du Hang tried his utmost to collaborate.
No matter how smart Gu Tingwei was, he was still a seven-year-old child. When he saw how stubborn Du Hang was, he harrumphed in frustration. “This is the mermaids’ mode of communication. Something huge has happened in their clan…”
In his heart, Du Hang thought, “Ever since Gu Tingwei was young, he never enjoyed reading children’s books. So how come what he said just now sounds like something straight out of a fairytale?”
Du Hang tried his best to follow the storyline. “Then has their little mermaid been kidnapped by a prince?”
“Of course not! It’s—” Gu Tingwei suddenly realized what Du Hang was thinking. He angrily folded his arms and turned his back towards him, no longer continuing their conversation.
Du Hang touched his nose. It seemed as though the Young Master had really become invested in the story of “The Little Mermaid.”
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. He had an idea of what to get Gu Tingwei for his birthday!