Entertainment: Take your life to write songs? The whole network begging me not to die

“Director, the patient woke up suddenly two minutes ago!”

“We’ll notify you as soon as we find out!”

The little nurse who led the way explained breathlessly.

Another nurse who was previously left in the ward added:

“Just now, the patient was still talking!”

“And it seems that the mental consciousness is relatively clear.”

This statement came out.

The bald middle-aged chief doctor suddenly looked shocked.

It is extremely rare for a patient with advanced bone cancer to be awake, yet he still speaks?

“Student Su Chen?”

From the eyes of the chief doctor, there was a soft call in his tone.

“hold head high……”

Su Chen responded perfunctorily.

He doesn’t have the time to talk to this doctor now, he has to do the right thing and write songs for Wang Xinling!

Know that you can only be awake for two hours a day now!

When the time is up, I have to fall into a coma again!

In these two hours, you must complete your first songwriting business!

Thinking of this, Su Chen also looked directly at Wang Xinling.

Speaking firmly:

“I’ll write you a song, do you want it?”

This statement came out.

The entire ward fell into a dead silence for several minutes!

The bald chief physician’s mouth was wide open.

Even shaking his head, he thought he heard it wrong!

This is still the case for a stable and mature chief doctor, not to mention the young nurses.

At this moment, all of their mouths are opened into O-shapes, and their expressions are astonishing!

As a nurse, I have cared for many patients.

Terminally ill patients are not rare.

At the last moment of their lives, these patients are either depressed and hopeless, or they are struggling to tell their last words with their family and friends.

Can……

This person is about to die, and he still wants to write songs for people. See you soon!

You must know that Su Chen’s bone cancer is at an advanced stage, and every extra second of life is rare.

At the end of his life, he was thinking about writing songs…

Far from the original!

“do you want?”

Su Chen ignored the reactions of these people at all, but stared at Wang Xinling’s eyes and asked word by word.

“me……”

Wang Xinling’s head was blank, she hesitated, unable to speak for a long time.

Su Chen sighed helplessly.

He simply said directly: “Can you bring me a pen and paper?”

The voice fell.

The little nurses all looked at the chief doctor.

The chief doctor looked complicated, hesitated for a while, then sighed.

Although he couldn’t understand Su Chen’s behavior at all.

But at the end of the day, the patient’s wishes come first.

“Go get it for him.”

Soon.

With the help of the two nurses and sisters, Su Chen reluctantly sat up from the hospital bed.

During the process, I couldn’t help but gasp for breath.

It hurts, it really hurts!

Bone cancer is originally a malignant tumor under the periosteum.

After spreading all over the body, it is the bone lesions of the whole body.

That kind of pain is really deep in the bone marrow.

With just such a motion of sitting up, Su Chen’s forehead was already full of cold sweat.

Endure the pain.

Su Chen took the pen and paper.

Slowly write and draw.

His writing movements were difficult and slow.

While writing, there was a cold sweat on his forehead, and his lips had been bitten white.

The young nurse in the ward has been seen covering her mouth and her eyes are red.

this moment.

No one even cares why Su Chen wants to write songs, and whether Su Chen has the ability to write songs.

What all of them saw was a man who was about to reach the end of his life, working hard to create.

even if……

What he created is a piece of shit, and everyone present will respect it!

Wang Xinling watched blankly the whole time.

Her innocent and pretty face turned pale.

She bit her lip and watched Su Chen write down on the manuscript paper with great effort.

sheet music, lyrics.

Su Chen tried his best to write neatly, but the painful trembling hand was really unstable.

As a result, the handwriting is a little erratic, and even a little ghostly.

However, Su Chen persisted.

finally.

A full half an hour passed.

call–

Take a long breath.

There was a mist of water on the transparent ventilator cover.

“It’s written, look at it.”

Su Chen’s voice was already weak.

The chief doctor sighed with a complicated expression and looked at Wang Xinling:

“Look, anyway, this is the finished product of his creation.”

Having said that.

In fact, almost everyone present had no confidence in the ‘song’ written by Su Chen.

A song that a dying person suddenly wants to write, can it really be a good song?

It can only be said that Su Chen’s insistence on creating is enough to impress them.

As for the song itself, let’s not talk about it.

Wang Xinling bit her lip and stretched out her slender hand to take it.

on manuscript paper.

Although the handwriting is a bit erratic, it can be seen that it was originally very beautiful.

Wang Xinling’s eyes fell on the manuscript paper.

The title of the song is written there impressively.

Just two words, “Love You”!