Write a song with your life?The whole network begged me not to die!

Chapter 9 I am not short of money, I am short of life!

Wei Jingke's eyes widened in astonishment.

It never occurred to me that the proud and conceited Zhang Jie would consider others?

Is the sun coming out of the west today?

"Are you sure? What if she wakes up and doesn't give you face?" Wei Jingke asked worriedly.

"Didn't she take the initiative to write songs for me?" Zhang Jie raised his eyebrows and asked.

Wei Jingke thought of the situation when he went to see Xu Yao.

Xu Yao looked listless at first.

However, after seeing Zhang Jie, he immediately regained his energy.

Wei Jingke yawned, "Okay, okay, stay here if you want, I just go back to catch up on sleep."

Li Ming smiled and patted his shoulder, and left.

Zhang Jie looked back at the floor where Xu Yao was.

After searching for a while, I found the ward where Xu Yao was.

Thinking of her sudden fainting just now, his heart tightened.

Zhang Jie quickly came to the door of the ward.

The medical team had already left, and only Du Mingfeng and the nursing staff were left in the ward.

Du Mingfeng said angrily: "Do you think she has more time, so you keep squeezing her?"

Duan Ying explained: "I don't want her to be so tired, but Sister Yaoyao..."

Mao bowed his head unapologetically, "I'm sorry."

Du Mingfeng sighed: "Ms. Xu's physical condition is very clear to you. To put it bluntly, leukemia is blood cancer."

"If we can find a match, we can save it, but we haven't found it yet, and her time is running out."

"If she really likes it, let her write it."

"I think she is also happy to be able to do what she likes."

Duan Ying originally thought that he would blame them and scold them for being ignorant.

Hearing such words suddenly, Duan Ying's eyes turned red, and tears kept falling down.

As a nurse, she couldn't understand what this sentence meant.

In this case, it is the last comfort for terminally ill patients.

Mao Buyi clenched his fist tightly.

He really hoped that a miracle would happen!
Zhang Jie stood at the door and heard their conversation clearly.

He stood there blankly, full of regret and regret in his heart.

I regret the trouble just now.

Sorry to meet her too late.

Duan Ying quickly discovered his existence, and came to him angrily.

"It's all because you put sister Yaoyao in danger, you still have the nerve to come back?"

"I'll wait for her to wake up."

"Will she write you a song when she wakes up?"

"Yes." Zhang Jie nodded, "She hasn't finished writing this song yet."

"You..." Duan Ying was pissed off by his thick skin.

"I've been waiting for the title song for so long, and I just wait for her to wake up and help me fill it out before I can go PK with others."

Zhang Jie explained that there was a determination in his eyes that he was bound to win.

Unexpectedly, Mao understood Zhang Jie's mentality at once.

He came out and said, "Miss Xu may not wake up for a long time."

Zhang Jie said: "I'll wait!"

Duan Ying hummed unwillingly: "Then be honest and don't make trouble."

"No." Zhang Jie shook his head.

Duan Ying curled her lips and went back to the house to do some work.

Unexpectedly, Mao nodded slightly, turned and left.

Zhang Jie did not leave, but waited until Du Mingfeng came out.

"Doctor Du." Zhang Jie saw the name on his badge.

"What's the matter?" Du Mingfeng asked.

"I want to donate blood!"

Du Mingfeng slightly raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"En." Zhang Jie nodded firmly.

"Okay, follow me!" Du Mingfeng walked in front.

Zhang Jie glanced at the ward, and left with Du Mingfeng.

When Xu Yao woke up again, she saw that the sun was shining outside.

There are little birds jumping back and forth at the window, shaking their heads very cutely.

As if finding her sight, he spread his wings and flew away.

"Miss Xu, you're awake." A little nurse came to her and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

"What time is it now? How long have I been asleep?" Xu Yao no longer has any concept of sight.

Fortunately, she is still young and rich.

When I wake up, I have a disease that is rare for others in a lifetime.

There are also wealth that others cannot struggle for in a lifetime.

When you think about it that way, it's pretty fair.

The little nurse said, "You have been sleeping for a day and a night."

This time I slept for almost thirty hours, the first time I slept for such a long time.

She noticed the worry in the little nurse's eyes.

It should feel like she has less and less time.

"You push the wheelchair here, I want to go out for a walk." She said with a smile.

"But you haven't eaten yet."

"Then bring the rice here."

I'm really hungry after sleeping for so long.

It's good to be full.

The little nurses went to arrange it immediately.

After a while, a rich and nutritious meal was placed in front of her.

Her appetite is not very good, and she is already full after eating a little.

Other nurses came and put her in a wheelchair.

She remembered that she didn't have much time left, and asked, "What about Mao? Is he going to participate in the next round?"

"The game is this afternoon, and he has already gone." The little nurse replied.

"Well, remember to remind me later." She said with a smile.

"...Okay." The little nurse hesitated.

Xu Yao was thinking about how to persuade Zhang Jie.

The influence of Mao Buyi alone is still too limited.

If you find a few more singers and help them write songs, then the popularity will not be worth it.

One's own life will also rise slowly.

It won't be long before you don't have to worry about your life being in danger.

Xu Yao held her head high and gently raised her hand to feel the heat of the sun.

Today is the best day since I came to this world.

"Miss Xu."

Suddenly a voice sounded.

Xu Yao looked over excitedly when she heard this magnetic voice.

Sure enough, it was Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie walked towards her and handed her the score.

"Miss Xu, I hope you can help me finish writing it. I want to make it the title song."

Xu Yao looked at the earthworm-like handwriting on it and smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, I'll help you write. However, I have one request."

Zhang Jie said: "All proceeds from this song belong to you."

Xu Yao shook her head: "You know, I'm not short of money."

Zhang Jie was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered her identity, she is the daughter of the Xu Group.

Born to live comfortably.

Zhang Jie asked: "Then what do you need?"

Xu Yao smiled: "You don't have to worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Well." He could see that she was not that kind of person.

Xu Yao said: "I want you to publish this song immediately, no matter what form it is in, can it be done?"

Zhang Jie grinned, "Of course, when I saw this song, I hoped to let more people know about it."

"is it?"

"I can go to the PK match of Yangma Literature and Art Channel, which happens to start tomorrow."

"That's good." Xu Yao said happily: "I'll complete it for you now, just wait."

"Yeah." Zhang Jie nodded, "You write slowly, I have plenty of time, I'll wait for you!"

(End of this chapter)