Entertainment: Write songs with life? The whole network cried and begged me not to die

Chapter 97: Even if it’s only one in a million possibilities!!

Midnight.

On a green-skinned train to the north.

Several consecutive carriages were full of people.

Some people are holding guitars and looking out the window in a daze.

There are still many people who have not bought a seat, and at this time they are standing and leaning on the edge of their seats.

They are all wandering singers in Yucheng. More than three thousand people.

But in these carriages, there was incomparable silence. No noise, no noise, no laughter. The atmosphere is incomparably quiet and silent.

Park Shu is also one of them.

He arrived a little late, didn’t buy a ticket, and was carrying a guitar on his back, crouching at the junction of the carriage and smoking.

Opposite him, there were also several people squatting at the moment. At the moment, they are smoking one cigarette after another.

In the smoke, Pu Shu couldn’t help but think of Teacher Su Chen again, and his eyes slowly turned red.

“Did you learn?”

Sitting opposite Park Shu was a bald man with a vest and big pants and flip-flops. He looked at Park Shu and asked.

Pu Shu, who was originally immersed in sadness and sadness, was a little stunned. He looked up stunnedly.

“Learn what?”

Park Shu’s voice was a little hoarse.

The bald man looked at him with some surprise.

“You don’t know?”

Pu Shu was confused, and he frowned, “Know what? ”

The bald man didn’t speak.

He squinted and took a cigarette and pulled his phone out of his trouser pocket.

The phone is a little worn out, and cracks are even faintly visible on the screen.

As wandering singers, most of them are poor and live only by their love of music.

“Oh.”

The bald man reached out and handed over the phone. Park Shu took it and looked away.

On the interface of the phone, is a photo.

In the photo, there is a piece of manuscript paper with lyrics and sheet music.

“The last song left by Teacher Su Chen.”

The bald man opposite Park Shu took a hard puff of the burning cigarette.

His voice was extremely low at the moment.

Teacher Su Chen, this is the idol in the hearts of all the wandering singers in the entire Yucheng. His unparalleled musical talent conquered these wild men.

And tonight, when the news of Teacher Su Chen’s death came.

Without hesitation, they embarked on this train to the north. Park Shu was a little startled at this time.

Because the photo in front of him at this moment is nothing else, it is the song “Life Like a Summer Flower” that Su Chen finally wrote to him.

Without waiting for Park Shu to ask.

The bald man lit another cigarette.

Taking a deep breath, he then said in a low voice: “We want to use this song to see off Teacher Su Chen.” ”

Park Shu’s pupils were slightly startled.

The bald man glanced at him and continued, “You’re the last to get on the bus, right?” ”

“We came here before, and we discussed it at the platform before.”

“This trip to the imperial capital, there should be no chance to see the true face of Teacher Su Chen.”

“After all, we people have no status and no ability.”

“We are all engaged in music, and the only idea is to send off in music…”

The next moment. Before Park Shu could answer.

The bald man took his phone and looked at the time.

He got up from the ground and took the guitar behind him into his arms.

Zheng~~!

Zheng Zheng~~! Almost at the same moment.

Everyone in these carriages was sweeping the chords of the guitar.

“I don’t know how long I slept in the dark…”

“I don’t know how hard it has to be to open my eyes…”

“Obsessed with nostalgia… I’m wild for her…”

“Shocking is short… As gorgeous as a summer flower…”

In this desolate night.

A green train roaring to the north, heading for the imperial capital. Not-so-neat guitar chords sound.

The light singing of more than 3,000 wandering singers was heard.

Word by word, with the night breeze, gently fluttering. Imperial capital.

Jiahe Hospital.

Familiar orthopedic ICU ward. It’s two o’clock in the evening.

But the ward was still full of people.

Everyone was watching the teenager lying quietly on the hospital bed. Wang Xinling lay on the side of the hospital bed, tightly grasping Su Chen’s hand, and calling his name over and over again.

Her tears had already dried up.

The originally crisp and ethereal voice was as hoarse as a shabby bellows at this moment, and it had been more than four hours since Su Chen’s accident. And Wang Xinling also cried for more than four hours.

She even showed some signs of dehydration……… The other side of the hospital bed.

Xia Ningzhi had already become a tearful person, holding Su Chen’s hand at this moment, and her whole body kept twitching because of crying.

Su Zhenghai stood by the window of the ward smoking.

One after another, he doesn’t remember how much he smoked.

Just one extinguished, and immediately lit the next one.

It seems that only the stimulation of this nicotine can prevent him from crying on the spot.

But even so, this middle-aged man in his forties had already red eyes.

Su Chen is his son. He is Su Chen’s father.

White-haired people send black-haired people, great compassion since ancient times! Deng Ziqi stood silently by the hospital bed.

She did not lie on Su Chen’s body and call his name like Wang Xinling.

Because at this moment, on the surface, she does not seem to have that identity and qualifications.

She loved him.

But Su Chen didn’t have time to hear her say that she loved him. Deng Ziqi’s lip had been bitten off at some point.

She also looked a little embarrassed, her long wavy hair loosely draped over her shoulders. Her knee was even bleeding at the moment, which had been falling earlier.

Yang Xiaomi was in the far corner of the ward.

She clutched the song “Love Offering” tightly in her hand, and her palms were pierced by her nails without realizing it.

Wang Han and the people from the program group are also there. They didn’t carry a lens or a microphone.

Their identity at the moment is not some host media person. They were the ones who silently sent Su Chen.

“Okay.”

“Let’s go here.”

Steve’s voice sounded in the ward, and it was also a little trembling.

People turned their heads and looked at him.

Steve just looked deeply at Su Chen lying on the hospital bed.

“It’s been almost three hours.”

“It’s time for an autopsy as soon as possible…”

Steve’s voice fell.

The ward fell into an instantaneous dead silence. Post-mortem examination!

These four words are so bloody and cruel! Now.

Whether it is Wang Xinling, or Deng Ziqi, or Xia Ningzhi, Su Zhenghai, and even Wang Han and others.

They all just felt that the whole person was enveloped by a great panic and panic! Post-mortem examination.

Su Chen is going to be post-mortuary!

“Whew……… Don’t! ”

“I don’t want it, and then look at Su Chen…”

“Please, let me accompany Su Chen for a while, please!”

Wang Xinling howled and shouted earnestly.

She desperately grabbed Su Chen’s already cold hand, and she didn’t want to let go in the slightest! She was afraid.

Afraid that once released, the next time I see you, it will already be a handful of white ash! Su Chen on the hospital bed was still pulled away.

Everyone in the ward was like a lost soul at the moment. Everywhere in the room, low whimpering sounded.

The young nurses in the department were already weak in endurance, and even cried and fainted.

Can……… People cannot be resurrected from death.

This is an ending that no one can change. Everyone knows this.

But it is precisely because of this that we truly feel the sadness of despair. In the hallway.

The hospital bed where Su Chen was lying was silently pushed by several doctors. Steve was at the forefront.

On the front that no one can see. His eyes were already full of tears.

Tap-Click———

Dull footsteps sounded one after another.

Crunch———

The rollers of the hospital bed sounded loudly. What they’re going to now is the morgue.

Su Chen’s body will be frozen there.

Then, according to the arrangement of Xia Ningzhi and Su Zhenghai, he was cremated and buried on a later date. This is the end point of all death, an inevitable process.

Four…… Su Chen is only 22 years old.

His life has forever stayed at this magnificent age.

The hospital bed was pushed, one ride after another, in the direction of the morgue. Soon, it was in front of the door.

Steve stopped.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on Su Chen’s young face. Now………

The original scene seemed to appear in front of his eyes again.

Those, when he broke his mouth and cursed Su Chen, Su Chen shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Those, when he wanted to stop Su Chen from writing songs, Su Chen asked him softly, do you know what my last wish is?

This moment.

Steve was a little out of breath again.

He stood in front of the morgue door, standing for a long time.

When he retreated from this door, it was when Su Chen said goodbye to this living world completely.

“No, no…”

“I’m going to try again!”

Steve, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly gritted his teeth.

“Go back!”

“Go to the operating room!”

Steve shouted violently.

Without waiting for the other doctors to slow down.

It was to turn around directly, push Su Chen’s hospital bed, and return in the direction where he came!

“Dr. Steve…”

Several doctors watched this scene and stayed in place. Steve didn’t look back.

He gritted his teeth and pushed hard against the heavy hospital bed. The wheel crunches.

The bruises on Steve’s forehead stirred.

“Go and gather all the doctors!”

“Operating room assembly!”

“I, Steve, am the best orthopedic surgeon in the world! I don’t allow Su Chen to die in front of me like this!” ”

Steve almost hissed.

His voice echoed in the cold, empty morgue door. Several doctors stood stunned.

The next moment. It’s all clenched fists. They finally got it.

Steve wanted to try one last time, trying to save Su Chen. Although this is almost impossible.

After all, Su Chen’s breathing and heartbeat had stopped for more than two hours. Four………

Steve still wants to try! He was unwilling and could not bear it!

Even if there is only one in a million, or even zero possibility. Steve has to work hard again!

He didn’t want Su Chen to leave just like that.

He didn’t want Su Chen to be treated so unfairly by fate!

Crunch———

In the blink of an eye.

The hospital bed carrying Su Chen had been pushed out by Steve alone, far, far away. Several doctors looked at each other in silence.

It’s all gritted teeth. Almost rushing to catch up!

They also want to work with Steve on this last attempt, even if not the slightest possible success!