It was already a week after Shen Huan rushed back to Lin'an from the crew of "Young Detective Dee".

After he knew that the lives of Lei Daxuan and his wife were not in danger, he felt relieved and postponed his return for a few days.

There is nothing the crew can do.

One of Du Ju and Xu Run had a broken leg and the other a broken hand, and it would take at least two months for them to recover before they could return to normal.

But the crew couldn't wait for them for so long. Fortunately, Shen Huan was going to the United States for two weeks, so they could still be given some time to recover.

And the crew also came up with an idea.

That is to wait until they can move, let them perform in some literary dramas, and as for martial arts dramas, just use stand-ins.

In the past, most of the moves were done by themselves, and only some dangerous moves were performed by the martial arts masters.

Now we have no choice but to use stand-ins so as not to delay the filming.

In order to make up for the delayed scenes, Shen Huan worked hard for several days and finally left two days before the training team left for the United States.

His own schedule is very tight.

Today Shen Huan returns to Lin'an, tomorrow he has to fly to Huajing, and the day after tomorrow the whole team will leave for the United States.

Shen Huan called Shui Qianyu every day and knew the situation of the hospital and Lei Daxuan very well.

After arriving at the hospital, the young man, led by Shui Qianyu, took a familiar route to the VIP ward.

Every hospital is differentiated by grade, and so are their various services. Those with money can naturally enjoy the best services. VIP wards are often in short supply, and you can't get them even if you have connections.

It’s no wonder that the hospital treats people differently. Treating everyone equally regardless of the circumstances and at any time represents a huge social regression.

A society where there is no difference at all, where everyone is exactly the same, has absolutely no upward vitality, let alone a spirit of struggle and innovation.

Driven by interests, inspired by glory, and supplemented by various benefits, these are the important reasons why the West has developed rapidly over the past few hundred years and become the world's leader.

Therefore, if you look at it from another aspect, if you want to get better things, you must work harder, which creates a state of chasing each other, which is conducive to the continuous progress of society.

The same goes for hospitalization.

If you work hard to make money, you can get the best treatment, use the best medicine, find the best doctor, and get the best possible treatment.

It sounds cruel to say it, but this fact cannot be avoided in any era or anywhere.

The VIP ward of the Provincial No. 1 Hospital is a separate five-story building. Each room is more than 50 square meters. It has a small hall, a toilet, a balcony, and a companion room.

Moreover, each floor here has dedicated nurses and doctors on duty 24 hours a day, who can rush to the ward as quickly as possible to deal with emergencies.

Those technical backbones will also give priority to this side in their daily rounds and focus.

Originally, Lei Daxuan and his wife Ning Pingping were treated in different departments, but they could be treated in the VIP ward. Anyway, if you have money, you are the boss.

That's fine, they can still be together.

Ning Pingping has been awake for a long time, but recently she can only sit on the hospital bed and cannot move for the time being.

Next to her hospital bed is Lei Daxuan's hospital bed.

Sure enough, as everyone thought, Lei Daxuan did not wake up so easily and is still in a coma.

But he is completely out of danger. According to the normal coma, Lei Daxuan will not have to worry about the degradation of Lei Daxuan's body functions for at least three to five years.

But after all, this was a very sad thing. Ning Pingping often sat there in a daze.

Had it not been for Xia He, Zhang Kun's wife Xie Juan and her son Lei Jie came to visit, her mental state would have been even worse.

Because she was concerned about her son, she tried her best to be strong.

When she was free every day, she would often talk to Lei Daxuan, hoping to stimulate him as soon as possible and wake him up from his subconscious.

When Shen Huan came to the ward, she saw Xia He and Xie Juan talking to Ning Pingping.

Then the remaining three members of the "Chariot of Fire Band" - Shui Qingshan, Li Xinyi and Zhang Kun, all sat in the small hall outside to accompany him, and the two nursing staff who specialized in nursing sat in the corner of the ward.

Shen Huan was not good at comforting others, so he expressed his condolences to Ning Pingping and walked out.

Shui Qingshan and the three of them were sitting here with sad faces, looking quite haggard.

Shen Huan couldn't help but feel emotional when she remembered the radiant energy she had when she saw them getting together before.

"The doctor said that his body is recovering well and his wounds have healed." Shui Qingshan said to Shen Huan, "But he is still unconscious, so my sister-in-law has to talk to him every day, and Jiejie has to call dad every day. We all hope to stimulate him."

"The people closest to him and the things he is most familiar with can stimulate his thinking." Zhang Kun also said, "We also talk to him about the past things on weekdays. If it weren't for the fact that their injuries are not completely healed now, , we are all going to play a few songs we have produced in the ward!"

"But just like this, when I can't do anything, I feel like I'm going crazy." Li Xinyi, who was a bit cold and cruel, punched the sofa with his fist, and his eyes were red.

Um?

Shen Huan was slightly startled and said subconsciously: "How about you go to a competition, like Mr. Zhao Changshou did, and let him hear your singing in every competition, let him know that you miss him, encourage him, Isn’t this better?”

"ah!?"

The three of them looked at each other.

"Well, Xiaoxuan is still in a coma. It seems a bit inappropriate for us to participate in the competition..." Zhang Kun stammered.

"Then what's the point of you staying here?" Shen Huan asked, "The aunts can just stay with them. There are also caregivers. You sitting here is of little use!"

"That's right." Shui Qianyu also said next to him, "Dad, Uncle Kun, and Uncle Yi, aren't you talking about it, worried that after Uncle Xuan wakes up, he won't accept your money and will work hard to pay you back? ?... Why don't you go to a music competition now and use the money you get from the championship to treat Uncle Xuan's illness? Isn't this meaningful?"

When she said this, Zhang Kun and Li Xinyi's eyes suddenly lit up.

The two of them didn't have much money. They had to support their family and pay the mortgage. They tried their best to come up with 1 million.

The two of them were unwilling to let Shui Qingshan pay alone, but they didn't have much ability.

Now that Shui Qianyu has proposed this idea, wouldn't it be possible for them to join in and make money together to treat Lei Daxuan?

"Yes, Uncle Xuan and Aunt Ping's treatment expenses, follow-up recuperation expenses, children's education expenses... these are not a small amount of money." Shen Huan said, "The championship reward earned in this way, or like Zhao Changshou Like the old man, wouldn’t releasing one album be enough to cover their lifetime expenses?”

The share of "The Love of My Life" has now exceeded 100 million, making it the most profitable music album in recent years.

It's just that because it's basically donated, when the data is released, almost no one says anything sarcastic about it.

If a few of them could earn Lei Daxuan so much money...

To put it bluntly, even if Lei Daxuan never wakes up, his wife and son can still live a very good life with this money.

"But..." Li Xinyi was obviously moved, but still hesitant, "How can our songs compare to Teacher Lu Xiaofeng's... eh!?"

When he said this, he suddenly looked at Shen Huan.

How could I be so stupid!?

Isn’t Xiaohuan the teacher Lu Xiaofeng?!

Zhang Kun thought of this earlier than Li Xinyi.

He took Shen Huan's hand and said, "Xiao Huan, you asked us to participate in this competition. Did you already have a plan? You already have a song in your hand!?"

"have!"

Shen Huan nodded slightly, "I can give you at least four songs, and each song must be a classic!"

After using one song for the girl group Shanhai.com, and then two songs for Han Donger's album - "Red Beans" and "The Sound of Falling Snow", Shen Huan actually only had two songs left in her hands.

Now that Shen Huan dares to agree to 4 songs, he is using his own treasure.

The total number of songs he could memorize by himself was no more than 10, and it was really distressing to use 2 of them at once.

But at this time, there is no way to save, and there is nothing to save.

"That's great!"

At this time, Lian Shui Qingshan had a smile on his face, "If we really participate, we can find a few more songs to use in the first few competitions, which will be enough."

Since Shen Huan said it is a classic, it must be no less than those classics in "I Sing My Song".

4 songs used at the most critical moment can turn things around and ensure they win the championship.

And these 4 songs can also guarantee that their album will sell well and make the most money.

"That……"

Li Xinyi looked at Shui Qingshan and Zhang Kun, "Let's prepare for the competition?"

"go!"

Zhang Kun nodded.

"Have you two lost your skills over the years?" Shui Qingshan smiled, "Don't be unable to move, that would be embarrassing."

"I have to practice every day. This is our youth. How can we throw it away so easily?" Li Xinyi smiled and said, "I can't live without the bass in my hand."

"Needless to say, I teach those monkey boys how to play drums every day. It's impossible to forget them." Zhang Kun nodded heavily, "Brother Shan, let's do it again!"

"But Xiaoxuan's guitar is still missing!" Shui Qingshan was happy, but also a little melancholy, "We have to find another guitarist."

"There's no need to look outside." Shen Huan pointed to Shui Qianyu beside him, "Isn't Xiao Shuishui a very good guitarist?"

"Shui'er?"

Zhang Kun showed a look of disbelief.

Shui Qianyu was dissatisfied at the time, "Uncle Kun, don't underestimate me! My dad even praised me for being good at guitar!"
To be continued...