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Chapter 160

In 2018 AD, four years after the car accident, Lin Yiyi, who suffered from systemic organ failure, finally stopped breathing and heartbeat, and ended her life.It has been four years since An Yi, who knew this result earlier, accepted this fact calmly and silently. For Lin Yiyi, who is unconscious, this may not necessarily be a relief.

He organized a simple funeral for Lin Yiyi and buried her next to her parents.When the stele was erected, the person who carved the letter was a little hesitant. The title before the name was carved according to the person who erected the stele. The most common children set it up for their parents, such as loving parents XXX, and some white-haired people give black-haired people such as love. Female XXX, some husbands set up for their dead wives, such as Beloved Wife XXX, then this customer looks like she is in her early thirties, "Is it your wife?"

An Yi, who was silent for a long time when he heard the question, finally shook his head, "It's my classmate." So in the end, the content of the lettering was very concise.

"Lin Yiyi's Tomb"

"An Yili"

In 2020 AD, 32-year-old An Yi received his medical degree and became a volunteer for Medical Services Without Borders.He does not have more than two years of professional work experience, so he cannot become MSF yet.But his application form stated that he is fluent in Chinese, English and French, has two years of internship experience, and is willing to participate in rescue work for a long time and regard it as a lifelong career instead of just participating in one or two projects, so he was given priority.

The conditions of the assistance projects that need to go out are very difficult. In the past three years, An Yi went to many disaster sites of natural and man-made disasters for emergency medical support, and also went to war-torn areas to provide medical resettlement and assistance for displaced refugees, as well as remote and backward areas. long-term medical support.

He felt that he could not get much entertainment from this profession itself, far from being compared with music.But being able to save a person, being able to watch the patient get better and recover, the sense of joy and satisfaction that changed the life of others in a better way was something that music could not give him in the past.

At the age of 35, he finally became Doctor An and was sent to a relatively backward area in Africa for long-term medical support.On the day An Yi arrived, the staff who picked him up took him to the hospital, looked at his watch, and said that he would first invite him to the ward to celebrate a 16-year-old girl's birthday, and then take him to settle down.The little girl had her right calf amputated two months ago. She is still a little black girl with pigtails and loves to dance. Thinking of the rest of her life with a cane in the future, she is even more depressed.So everyone wanted to celebrate her birthday with as many people as possible, which would make her happier.

The little girl on crutches saw people from various countries in the ward singing happy birthday to her with strange accents and uneven singing levels, and asked her to blow out candles to make birthday wishes, and finally became happy.The nurse in charge of taking care of her was also very happy. She touched her braids and comforted her, "You like to dance, but you can still dance. You see, there is a special Paralympic Games where you dance with a cane. It must be possible!"

The little girl nodded, now she has so many viewers, this is still her birthday party!She said excitedly, "May I try it now?" The nurse smiled and took out the music in her mobile phone for her to choose. The little girl was not satisfied with the preludes of several songs. She never thought that the nurse was actually a rock fan. !She can't dance such intense and fast-paced music now.The nurse shyly answered the phone, "What kind do you like?"

The little girl pouted and looked at the bottom of her empty right leg, "Let's slow down the pace and relax."

But the conditions here are very poor, there is no wifi, and the signal is not very good, so it is very troublesome to search online temporarily.So the staff, doctors and nurses in the ward who came to celebrate her birthday took out their mobile phones to see if they could find a suitable song for the little girl to dance.

An Yi looked at the little girl's hopeful eyes, and felt the urge to play for others for the first time in several years.He always carries a violin with him when he goes out on projects.Although his major is not the violin, he usually does not have an orchestra to conduct him, and the violin is much easier to carry than the piano.More importantly, he likes it.

Even if he changed his major, he had studied music for decades. When his hobby no longer became a profession, he admitted that music, at least, had the power to soothe his own soul.After a busy day and night at work, when he is alone, the violin is his company.

Dr. An squatted on the ground, opened his suitcase, and took out his piano case, "I will accompany you, don't worry, I will match your rhythm." The little black girl opened her eyes wide and looked at the newcomer. Uncle doctor tuned, wiped the rosin, rested the violin on his left shoulder, and asked her with a gentle smile, "Are you ready?"

The little girl nodded excitedly, shaking her braids.The accompaniment of pure music sounded in the ward, but it was not perfect, because it was occasionally mixed with the sound of crutches leaning on the ground, and the dance was not perfect either. The skillful and soft movements of the left body further set off the incompleteness of the right body .She didn't even stand very steadily, and she would stop and shake from time to time, but the sound of the piano kept cooperating with her, slowing down the rhythm for her in time.

The staff from various countries in the ward held their breaths. They may have different aesthetics, but at this moment, they felt that the doctor from Asia and the African girl with empty trouser legs cooperated in the most beautiful dance they had ever seen in their life. The sound of the crutches hitting the ground seemed to hit their hearts.So much so that after the dance was over, they were stunned for a while before remembering to applaud.

(End of this chapter)