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Chapter 310

I always insisted on putting the child in the bedroom, with his crib next to Chen Yuan's hospital bed. My purpose was very simple, which was to let Chen Yuan hear the child's cry.

My mother ran faster than me. She picked up the child and began to rock it gently. She said in her mouth: "My dear grandson, are you hungry? Grandma will get you some milk."

The nanny also came in, and she said, "Didn't I just feed you a little while ago?"

I understood immediately, "Maybe he pooped or peed. Take off the diaper and take a look."

The mother hurriedly untied the child's diaper and immediately laughed, "It's true, it's time to pee. It's so convenient now. This diaper is so easy to use. Feng Xiao, when you were a child, it was not like now. There were pee everywhere in the house.

It's your diaper. One time you pooped on the bed. I was so tired that I fell asleep. When I woke up, I found you grabbing your poop and eating it. Haha!"

I don’t know when Ah Zhu came in. I suddenly heard her laughing behind me, “It’s so disgusting.”

I suddenly felt embarrassed, "Mom, why are you talking about this?"

"Feng Xiao, I didn't expect you to be so disgusting when you were a child. No, I won't eat with you anymore." Azhu said, then laughed.

"Azhu, you don't know, your brother Feng Xiao was well-behaved when he was a child. He was very obedient and good-looking. Many people said he looked like a girl." The mother laughed, while changing the child's diaper.

.The child’s calves are so thin that I can’t even bear to look at him.

"Mom! Can you please stop talking?" I became even more embarrassed.

"Do you think I said it casually? I meant it for Chen Yuan. Why is this child still sleeping? Wake up early. Chen Yuan, look at your son, he's so thin. Wake up and give it to him.

Breastfeed." The mother went to say to Chen Yuan on the hospital bed.

Only then did I realize that my mother was calling Chen Yuan. I had told my parents how to call her since Chen Yuan came back, but I didn’t expect that she was really paying attention to this problem all the time. I went to see Chen Yuan on the hospital bed.

I found that her eyes were still closed and there was no sign of waking up at all. I called to her: "Yuanyuan, it's time for you to wake up, right? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, why are you still sleeping? You can't

How can this be done, just throw the child to me after birth, and then sleep there alone? Didn’t you say that? You must take good care of your children from now on. Yuanyuan, you can’t do this, you can’t do this

ah……"

At first I was speaking to her softly, but then I suddenly remembered the time when we were together and talking about our children, and my heart suddenly became sad, and my voice couldn't help but choke.

.

It was better now. My emotions immediately infected my mother, and also infected Azhu and the nanny. They immediately left the bedroom. The mother was sighing, and she carried the child out of the bedroom. Azhu left crying.

The nanny said to me: "Uncle, why are you so miserable... Ouch!"

I found that sometimes I really couldn't control my emotions. Just now, I couldn't help myself. But after they were all infected by my emotions, they felt that they shouldn't be like this, so they looked at Chen Yuan silently for a while.

Then he sighed and left her.

Azhu was no longer in the living room. The child was in his father's arms. The father was holding the child and standing next to the piano in the corner of the living room. He opened the cover of the piano and pressed the keys of the piano with his hands. Suddenly there was a sound. Father

Saying: "Hey! He heard it and opened his eyes."

My heart suddenly moved, and I started to get excited at the same time. I quickly took out my mobile phone and started dialing, "Shangguan, I want to trouble you with something."

"Brother Feng, the Spring Festival is coming soon. I wish you a happy Spring Festival in advance." She was smiling on the phone.

I suddenly realized that I was too impatient, so I hurriedly said: "Haha! I also wish you a happy Spring Festival. I troubled you last time. Thank you. But I still want to trouble you with something."

"Tell me, it's an honor for me to serve Brother Feng." She said with a smile.

"Shangguan, don't be like this? I'm troubling you." I said, and suddenly a question came to my mind: Why didn't she ask me about the results of the DNA test? I recently thought: Maybe it's not convenient for her to ask, maybe she's waiting for me to take the initiative to tell you

As for her, she hurriedly said: "Last time, I was thinking all day long. But I still want to thank you."

"You always like to think wildly. Fortunately, we are friends. Haha! Brother Feng, tell me, is there anything else you need my help for?" She smiled and her voice softened a lot.

"I would like to trouble you to help me find someone who is good at playing the piano. Didn't Chen Yuan like to play the piano very much before? I think maybe the sound of the piano can wake her up," I said.

"That's true. Why didn't I think of it?" She said, "Okay, I will contact you tomorrow. By the way, do you have any specific requirements?"

"As long as the level of playing the piano is relatively high, it will be fine. Chen Yuan plays the piano well, so I think I have to be at the same level as her to impress her, right?" I thought about it and said, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way.

, don’t negotiate the price with the other party, I will give you whatever the other party says.”

"Hey! Brother Feng, you are so... haha! You are such a nice person. Don't worry, I will make a good deal with the other party." She sighed and then smiled.

I thanked her again and again, and she immediately became angry, "Brother Feng, if you keep doing this, I won't care about this matter."

I feel even more grateful to her.

Sure enough, Shangguan brought someone here the next morning. A young and handsome man, about 25 or 26 years old. He had long hair, jeans on his lower body, and a red down jacket on his upper body. He looked very handsome.

Sunlight.

"This is Gong Yilang. He once won the runner-up in the national piano competition. I made an agreement with him. He will come to your house to play the piano for two hours every day for two hundred yuan an hour." Shangguan introduced.

My parents and Azhu all opened their mouths, and I hurriedly said: "Okay, that's it, two hours a day, the time is up to you. You can do it in the morning or in the afternoon."

"Do you have any requirements for the repertoire?" Gong Yilang asked.

I thought that although this man's name was a bit strange, I thought his image was good and his attitude was also very good. Then I replied: "It's more relaxing. I don't understand it either, but my wife used to like to play the most.

That kind of piano music that sounds like flowing water, I don’t know what it is.”

"What kind of music could that be?" He raised his head and thought, then walked to the piano, opened the cover, and stroked the keys with his slender fingers. The melodious sound of the piano suddenly poured out like running water. I

Suddenly I had a refreshing feeling, "Yes, that's it."

A melodious piano music jumped out from his fingers as smoothly as flowing water. I seemed to feel a clear stream slowly flowing down the valley into the distance. I haven't heard such a fascinating song for a long time.

Music, at this moment, I found that even if I have unhappy things, in the sound of such music, I can slowly melt away all the knots in my heart... This is a wonderful feeling that is indescribable, I am very happy

I want to say that this song has always stayed here, in the bottom of my heart, in the deepest corner of my heart...

I was so intoxicated that I didn't wake up until he finished playing. I hurriedly asked him, "This is it. My wife used to play this piece of music all the time. What piece of music is this?"

He smiled slightly and replied: "This is "In Memory of Love" by Richard Clayderman."

Memorial of love? I was stunned for a moment.

I was wondering, when did Chen Yuan start playing this piece of music? It was definitely not the first time I went to that coffee shop and heard it. The piece I heard her playing that time also had a flowing artistic conception.

, but definitely not this one. By the way, it should be after she was hospitalized in our department for the first time, she woke up from a coma and went to the Victoria Hotel before I started hearing her play. Although I don’t know much about music,

But I still remember the melody. Also, at that piano store, she often played this piece of music after she bought the piano home.

It turned out that it was called "Memorial of Love"... Memorial? What was she commemorating? At this moment, I seemed to understand: Because I awakened her while she was in the hospital, my voice entered her subconscious. After she woke up

Then she fell in love with me, but she knew that she and I couldn't be together, so she commemorated it? No, maybe not, this song is just a song, maybe she thinks the melody is pleasant, that's all.

However, when Gong Yilang played this piece of music, I was immediately intoxicated. The notes jumping from his fingers made me feel like I was back in time. The long-haired Gong Yilang suddenly transformed into Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan... I whispered in my heart. I didn't wake up until the music stopped.

It turns out that this song is called "Memorial of Love"... I suddenly remembered something, and immediately ran into the bedroom. My heart was full of expectations, and even a little excited, because I suddenly felt that Chen Yuan had woken up.

Came over. But I was disappointed, she was still sleeping in front of me.

"Yuanyuan, why don't you wake up?" Standing in front of her, I murmured, feeling like I was blaming her.

"Feng Xiao, did she like to listen to this kind of piano sound before?" I suddenly heard Azhu ask from behind me.

I nodded, "Yes. And she plays very well."

"Then don't worry, take your time. After all, she has a brain injury, not a simple coma. A simple coma is a person wrapping himself up, but brain damage needs to be recovered slowly. After all, it is organic.

It’s a disease,” she said.

I shook my head, "The brain damage is just an analysis. The MRI didn't even see the damaged part of her brain tissue. I think the lack of oxygen in her brain is just one aspect, and there should be fear during pregnancy. In other words, I think

Her coma should be comprehensive. So I firmly believe that she can be awakened." (To be continued)

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