Su Chen’s voice just fell.

Wang Xinling was immediately anxious!

“Before the chief doctor did the examination, he said, you are writing songs to overdraft your life!”

“Just… Just because you wrote two songs for Teacher Deng Ziqi and me, you would have lived for two weeks, but now you only have one week at most! ”

Wang Xinling’s pretty face was full of nervousness and anxiety at the moment.

And Deng Ziqi was completely stunned at this time!

She only saw that Su Chen had to endure physical pain when writing songs.

But I didn’t realize that the price Su Chen paid for writing songs turned out to be life!

The question is…

Su Chen was originally a person who didn’t have a few days of life!

“You can’t write songs anymore…”

“Otherwise, you’re really going to die, woo…”

Wang Xinling said that he had already broken his defense on the spot, crying so much that he cried with pears and rain.

Deng Ziqi looked at Su Chen blankly.

Su Chen’s face still had a gentle smile at the moment.

“It’s okay, I can write.”

A fluttering sentence.

This made Deng Ziqi’s eyes red.

“Bring me pen and paper.”

Su Chen looked at Wang Xinling and said softly.

“No, I don’t!”

“Su Chen, you really don’t want to write anymore… I’m so scared, I’m really scared! ”

Wang Xinling was crying, and her pure and beautiful face was full of tension at the moment.

She even played scoundrels.

He stood there fixedly, without the slightest movement to get a pen and paper.

Su Chen sighed and looked at the system panel that was only visible to him.

There are still about 20 minutes left before the end of this waking time.

“Give me pen and paper, I’m really running out of time.”

………

Ultimately.

Wang Xinling and Deng Ziqi still couldn’t beat Su Chen.

Under the gaze of two people with red eyes.

Su Chen half leaned on the edge of the hospital bed.

Hold a pen in your hand and slowly write and draw.

And from time to time, the mouth makes a ‘hissing’ inhalation sound.

It hurts, it really hurts.

It’s not the pain of the flesh, it’s the pain of the bones.

This pain is like drilling a heart.

But Su Chen also gritted his teeth and endured at the moment.

No way, in order to survive, he had to write songs.

As long as you write enough and good enough songs, and when the health attributes slowly go up, there is hope to break free from death and illness.

But these are not known to Wang Xinling and Deng Ziqi.

From their perspective, Su Chen is writing songs with his life!

“Whew…”

Wang Xinling covered her mouth again and cried.

She tried not to let herself cry.

But a low choked sob echoed in the ward.

Deng Ziqi stood in place stunned.

Just looked at Su Chen like that.

Her brain was blank at the moment.

She only felt a raw pain in her heart!

Ten minutes later.

Su Chen finally stopped the pen in his hand.

Phew-

Leaning against the side of the hospital bed, he took a few deep breaths.

Su Chen’s breathing became a little rapid.

With his current physical condition, he is indeed a little reluctant to bury his head in writing songs like this.

“Okay.”

“Take a look.”

This time, Su Chen didn’t even have the strength to reach out and hand over the manuscript paper.

Instead, he turned his head to look at Deng Ziqi.

Deng Ziqi blushed, biting his lip and reaching out to take it.

It is still familiar, with a bit of crooked handwriting.

Only this time, the handwriting is more disorganized.

Small details made Deng Ziqi even more silent.

Above the manuscript paper is the striking title of the song.

“The Devil from Heaven”!

What Su Chen wrote to Deng Ziqi is naturally the most classic song she has ever had.

If you talk about the previous song “Bubble”, let Deng Ziqi be a god in a battle.

Then this song “The Devil from Heaven” is a divine comedy that has completely established its status in the music scene!

When this song came out, it was no joke that it was sung all over the streets….

“My request is still the same, to sing on stage as soon as possible.”

Su Chen instructed softly.

Time waits for no one.

Because he had spent 20 days of life to purchase [Manageable Waking Time], Su Chen’s current life balance was only 7 days.

7 days of life can be said to be hovering on the brink of death.

Su Chen needs to get the life renewal reward as soon as possible.

“Good.”

Deng Ziqi took a deep look at Su Chen, bit his lip, and spit out a word lightly.

“Well, come on.”

Su Chen smiled at her.

Deng Ziqi took a long deep breath.

He and Wang Xinling helped Su Chen to lie back on his back to the hospital bed again.

A simple action had already made Su Chen’s forehead full of cold sweat.

“Teacher Su Chen, there is something I want to tell you.”

Deng Ziqi looked at Su Chen, hesitated for a moment and still spoke.

Su Chen turned his head to look.

“You say.”

Deng Ziqi’s voice was very low:

“The bubble I had in “The Singer” before made the guest singers in the program group want to know you.”

“They’re looking for you to help write songs.”

“I was thinking about asking for your opinion, but now your physical condition…”

“I’ll go back and find an excuse to help you refuse them, okay?”

Deng Ziqi’s voice just fell.

Su Chen’s eyes lit up!

Boy.

Just worried that there is not enough life, so there are other singers sent to the door?

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