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On the noisy Third Ring Road of Yancheng, an ambulance drove unimpeded to Yancheng No. [-] Cardiac Surgery Hospital under the clearing of a police car.The neon lights along the road illuminate the whole street in a colorful way, but pedestrians on both sides of the road can't help but stop in front of the TV on the side of the road.

An entertainment news is being broadcast on TV.

[Movie star Song Lin was suddenly involved in a car accident after the fan meeting, and was officially declared brain dead at [-]:[-] this afternoon due to his serious injuries.It is reported that Song Lin signed an agreement on organ transplantation and body donation at a charity event before his death...]

At the end of the news, the female anchorwoman in the news spoke a sentence from Cicero in her warm voice: "The beneficiary must always keep that favor hidden in his heart, but the benefactor must not remember it... "

The roaring police car, followed by the ambulance covered the final voice of the hostess behind the noise. Inside the special incubator in the car, a bright red heart was found after several hours of flying and driving. , still beating slowly.

The walls of Yancheng No. [-] Cardiac Surgery Specialist Hospital are ivory white. Apart from doctors in white coats, patients and family members come and go in the corridors. Occasionally, a few nurses can be seen hurrying past. There was a smell of disinfectant and potion.

The door was not closed tightly, and the smell of disinfectant slipped directly into the ward from the corridor.On the bed at the innermost side of the ward, the handsome young man kept looking out the window with no expression on his face, but compared to when he just woke up after the operation, the young man's mood is now much more stable.

Probably hearing the sound of someone walking into the ward, the young man finally looked away from the window, turned his head and looked up at the white coat walking softly towards the bed: "Doctor Shen."

"..." Shen Liangchen felt tired.In terms of relationship, young people should call him uncle.However, after the young man woke up, Shen Liangchen soon discovered that the introverted young man who obediently called him cousin when he was just hospitalized, no longer remembered all the people and things.

If it wasn't for the fact that all the examinations were all right, and the person was still the same person, Shen Liangchen probably thought that the patient who was sent to the operating table by himself and then pushed to the ICU after the operation by himself was transferred.

He sighed, walked to the head of the bed, hung up the stethoscope: "Xiaohe, how are you doing today?"

The young man called "Little Crane" narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he finally saw clearly that the person who walked over was Shen Liangchen, and he didn't answer, but let out a "hmm" from his throat to indicate that he was in good condition.

Shen Liangchen picked up the stethoscope and stuck it on the young man's left chest. The heartbeat sounded from the left chest, "thumping", full of vitality.

It is hard to imagine that just a few days ago, this young man was notified of critical illness three times because he had not waited for a heart that could be matched. After the timely heart transplant was successful, he and other doctors witnessed it in person. Witnessed a miracle—

In just three days, the young man has fully adapted to this heart without any rejection.

But they found that the young man's mood was extremely broken, and he could only rely on tranquilizers to prevent him from making dangerous actions in the ICU ward.

A week later, the young man's mood has stabilized, and all the data of his body have returned to a relatively normal position.So the hospital officially transferred him from the ICU ward to the ward where he lived.

"Although there have been no signs of rejection so far, you still have to remember to take immunosuppressants." Shen Liangchen retracted his stethoscope, looked at the young man's calm face, and his voice couldn't help but mingled with a trace of helplessness, "Finally there is You have a heart that can be transplanted, and the operation is also very successful, so don't worry your mother anymore. She has lost a lot of gray hair in the past few months because of you. Please feel sorry for her."

A nurse poked his head in outside the door and called "Doctor Shen". Shen Liangchen turned his head to answer and saw an old mobile phone next to the young man's hospital bed. Knowing that the young man's family hadn't gone too far, he left with confidence. .

At noon at the end of July and the beginning of August, the sun was scorching hot. Although the room did not shine into the room from the window, the temperature in the room was still very high, and occasionally the wind came in from the outside.

The young man leaned against the pillow and turned his head out of the window again.

The noise outside the ward sounded so strange, but his physical sensation told him that he was already very familiar with this environment, so familiar that it made him feel strange.

Shen He, or Song Lin.

At the last moment when his memory was frozen, the picture that rushed into his eyes was the figure who suddenly rushed up from the side of the road on a motorcycle and ran towards him after the meeting.

He didn't have time to dodge, and was directly knocked to the ground.The moment the back of his head hit the ground, his eyes suddenly went dark, causing his consciousness to keep falling.The whole person seemed to be blindfolded, and it became more and more difficult to breathe. Every time I tried to take a breath, I felt that my brain was about to explode.

There were farther and farther shouts from the manager, the assistant, the fans at the meeting...all voices seemed to be crying.

At the moment when his consciousness was the faintest, Song Lin felt as if he was being held in someone's arms.That voice was panicked and desolate, calling his name all the time.

"Song Lin! Song Lin!"

Everyone was shouting "Song Lin".Everyone seems to have forgotten that just the day before the meeting, he missed the Best Actor Award again. At that time, everyone was comforting him, saying that there is still next year, and there are more people laughing at him, laughing at him A movie star has been fighting for 20 years.

But now, there is no next year.

After hearing the doctor beside the operating table mention organ donation, Song Lin thought, I'm going to die soon, right?

It's okay to die.After he died, he would no longer be sad because of a liar, and he would no longer be lost and confused because he couldn't get the actor.After death, his organs can be donated to others to treat patients in need.

However, a few days ago, when he woke up in the ICU ward, the beating heart under his chest told him that he was still alive.

Song Lin lifted the quilt and walked step by step from the side of the hospital bed to the bathroom in the room.

In the mirror behind the sink, Song Lin narrowed his eyes.Since waking up to now, this is the first time he has seriously looked at this clean and handsome face in the mirror.

Song Lin, who lost successively at film festivals and became "Actor's Accompanying Runner", is already 36 years old. No matter how well maintained he is, he is not in his early twenties.

Song Lin looked in the mirror and touched his face.

This face is very young, it seems to be in his early twenties, with slight myopia.This young man also has a pair of very beautiful hands, suitable for playing the piano, but there is a thick callus on the edge of the middle finger of his right hand, which is more like someone who often holds a pen.

When Song Lin just woke up, his memory was still stuck in the unexpected incident after the meeting, his head was full of chaos, there were all kinds of information, and the confusion made his emotions lose control for a while.He always remembered the look on the faces of the doctors and nurses who rushed into the ICU and pushed him down on the hospital bed to infuse tranquilizers when he was about to collapse.

The man named Shen Liangchen, who claimed to be his attending doctor, repeatedly called a name that was very unfamiliar to Song Lin, and kept saying that he should call him cousin.

There is also a gray-haired middle-aged woman who has been crying through the glass window of the ICU, her eyes are red, and she covers her mouth.

Shen Liangchen said that it was his mother.

This kind of emotional out of control, repeated several times, Song Lin finally recognized the environment he was in now.

He lived in someone else's body, but he knew that the beating heart in his chest belonged to him.

The owner of the heart has a name called Song Lin.

Now, it is also called Shen He.

The owner of this body is named Shen He, a college student who majored in drama, film, film and literature at the Film Academy.Although he looks good, but because of a bad heart since childhood, he can't do strenuous activities, has an introverted personality, and doesn't have many friends.

A person born with a bad heart can stumble from an ignorant child to a man in his twenties, which is enough to see how much his parents have paid for his son's growth.If he hadn't stayed up all night three months ago to participate in a domestic script competition, Shen He wouldn't have been sent out of his heart because his heart stopped beating suddenly.

The notification of critical illness came down one after another, and there were many people waiting for organ transplants in China.Just when Shen's mother and Shen He were about to give up, Shen Liangchen, the attending doctor, received a call from another hospital, saying that there was a fresh heart that could provide transplantation, and asked Xinwai to see who could do it. use.

Due to the sudden death of the heart donor, all the procedures for organ donation seemed to be in a hurry, but fortunately, Shen He matched the donated heart.During the operation, the heart stopped beating several times. Fortunately, the operation was successful in the end, and everyone was relieved.

only……

"It's just that no one would have thought that you couldn't survive the operation..."

Looking at the mirror, Song Lin laughed so hard that tears rolled down his eyes. He laughed so hard that he even got breathless, coughing so that his pale face turned red.

He leaned on the sink, looked at his current face in the mirror, and flashed through his mind the memories of the short thirty years when he was Song Lin.

He thanked God for using another way to abandon his wasted life and give him a new body and a new life.

"Shen He." Song Lin clenched his fist and stretched out his hand to stick it against the mirror. The "Shen He" in the mirror was close to his fist, with the same smile on his mouth, but his eyes seemed to be more gentle, "From now on After that, I will live for you."

There was a hasty knock on the door that Shen Liangchen subconsciously closed, and there were passing nurses outside who kindly asked what was wrong.

Song Lin heard a voice anxiously responding: "My son's door was closed suddenly, I'm worried..."

Before the voice could finish, the door opened from the inside.

Outside the door, the middle-aged woman who was so anxious that her eyes were reddened didn't have time to withdraw her fist, and directly punched Song Lin on the shoulder.

Looking at the middle-aged woman who was frightened by his actions just now, Song Lin rubbed his shoulders and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I'm fine."

This is the first time since he woke up, he opened his mouth to call Shen's mother by this special name, which obviously made the other party excited.When Song Lin turned around, he heard her soft and pious "Bodhisattva bless" clearly.