Xie Wei, Xie Jianping, and other relatives of the Xie family who lived nearby came after receiving the news...
Throughout the afternoon, people came and went one after another, the phone rang one after another, and the cause and effect of the incident gradually became clear.
Something did happen to Jelly Bean.
The reason is that the bank unit where Xie Wei works has recently been doing health check-ups for the leadership and their families, which is considered an internal benefit. Xie Wei conveniently reported Tangdou’s name, and the two of them asked for leave to go to the hospital for a physical check-up this morning.
I thought it was just a formality to get a report and leave peacefully, but I never thought that there was something wrong with Tangdou.
For heart problems, a series of detailed examinations will follow.
Then, the doctor informed Xie Wei of the situation in private, but the two did not notice the jelly beans passing by outside the door while they were talking. No one knew what kind of psychological changes the little girl went through after overhearing, until she arrived.
Here in the Tang Dynasty, I tried my best to pretend that nothing had happened, and wanted to help my brother realize his dream as if he was leaving it to his family...
It's so clever that it's heartbreaking.
At present, specific reports have been sent to various other hospitals, but the current response is not optimistic. The diagnosis should be correct. Moreover, a prefix is added in front of the disease, congenital!
It does not come from the Xie family, but from Tangdou’s father’s side, a family history of hereditary disease, and congenital heart disease. This kind of genetic disease is mostly skipped generations, maybe not even after several generations, or maybe within one generation.
Yes, it is completely within the category of probability. Tangdou's luck is not very good, and this generation fell on her.
If left unchecked, the person will live up to the age of eighteen, and his life may be in danger at any time during this period.
And if you choose treatment, the situation is not optimistic.
Two options:
The first is conservative treatment, which involves constantly taking some imported drugs to maintain the condition and prolong life. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and the drugs have side effects. No one can guarantee the results.
Another option is direct surgery, heart transplant surgery, the sooner the better, this is a radical cure.
But even if the difficulty of the operation and postoperative reactions are not considered, the source of a single matching heart is a big problem. The energy of the Xie family is not small, but this is not a matter of energy at all, but a matter of luck...
…Not to mention that this is 2010 when the medical system is not yet fully connected. Even in the previous life, there were countless patients in the news who could only wait to die in despair because they could not obtain matching organs in time.
In the evening, after some persuasion, Tangdou was picked up by Xie Wei and continued to other hospitals for review. Although the possibility of misdiagnosis was slim now, Tang Chao did not object. It can be seen that this aunt really cared about her.
Sweetie, maybe this approach is just in vain, but working hard beforehand is much better than regretting afterwards, at least it can bring some comfort.
As for Tang Chao himself, he said very little throughout the afternoon, and did not show much heartbroken grief. He just stayed with Tangdou quietly, sitting and listening. Occasionally, when the little girl was at a loss, he repeated lightly.
He said, "Everything belongs to me." Apart from that, he was as calm as an outsider.
Even a little...unkind!
Of course, in the eyes of Xie Wei's relatives, this was obviously a sign of being frightened as a young boy.
It wasn't until Tang Chao was picked up and everyone left that Tang Chao, who had been sitting there all afternoon, got up and walked into the storage room, picked up his guitar bag, and strode out.
At the same time, in the villa area of Jiangyue Mansion, a woman who was drunk last night was also packing up to go out. She was putting on her shoes sideways and rummaging through the contents of her handbag at the entrance. There was a phone on the side of her head.
"...I know the boarding time. It's still early. I really don't need to pick you up. I'll drive there by myself...what? The online news and fan group dynamics that I asked them to pay attention to last night? You already know this, Sister Hua.
...I can guess it even if you don't tell me, Xiaoxia is a traitor! Huh, her bonus is gone this month... Hey, it's really nothing. What can I do if I don't leave the door all day long? I'm just worried about someone.
Are you trying to slander me behind my back... No, right? Oh, that's good... I've already gone out, that's it, I won't say anything more, I'll see Sister Hua later, bye!"
Bang, the phone was hung up and the world was quiet.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Chu Fengya took out a pair of toad mirrors from her bag, lifted one side of her bangs and put them on, straightening her slender figure. The busy homegirl just now disappeared and was replaced by a cold-looking celebrity.
Go out and drive.
Along the Moon Bay driveway by the riverside of the community, the speed is not fast, but it is more stable. When passing by a slope path next to the road, the speed of the car gradually slowed down, the window was lowered, and subconsciously turned to look at the end of the path, which was the direction of Gate No. 4.
, but because of the slope and curve, there are trees and rockeries in the middle, so the guard box at Gate 4 cannot be seen from here.
"Hmph, don't think I'll let you go if you don't post online. I'll wait until this trip is over..." After a slight hesitation, Chu Fengya wrinkled her nose and sped off.
Before driving a few hundred meters, the half-closed car window suddenly stopped, and the speed of the car slowed down again until it slowly stopped on the side of the road. In the car, Chu Fengya looked surprised and listened intently.
Amidst the sound of the rushing river in the distance, some familiar tunes were vaguely carried by the wind, vague and vague. This is...
Symphony of Destiny?
Or the fingerstyle guitar version?
He placed his fingers on the window and tapped unconsciously. After listening quietly for a while, Chu Fengya gradually frowned, seeming a little confused. The beat was wrong and the melody also changed, but this taste... could it be an adaptation? How could it be possible...
This is the so-called professionalism, and many skills are like this. Generally, laymen just listen to the noise and watch the excitement. Only experts will push through the clouds and go deep into the texture. Just like now, to the ears of laymen, maybe
You may think that the guitar playing is okay and quite coherent, but the melody and rhythm are full of errors. It is obvious that he is a rookie who has just practiced. But when he falls into Chu Fengya's ears, he will notice that beneath the surface, which seems to be full of errors,
The tragic and magnificent core is vaguely similar to the original version!
But it is the experts who will pay more attention to authority and become more aware of the indestructible charm of inheriting classics!
Adaptation? Or a complete overhaul?
This can no longer be described as bold, it is simply nonsense!
But Chu Fengya hesitated for a moment, then hung up her sunglasses, opened the car door, and walked away following the sound. Somehow, even though she knew that the other person was most likely messing around, she still wanted to listen unconsciously. And as the distance got closer, she still wanted to listen.
, the melody gradually became clearer, and the previously vague judgment in my heart was confirmed.
Sure enough, even the taste has changed...
Chu Fengya had naturally heard of the original Symphony of Destiny, and it was on the car. But what was different from the original version was that she was first tempted, then panicked, then plucked up the courage to give it a try, and finally defeated destiny.
It's not a temptation, let alone panic, but more like a tease? No, it's a taunt, a full-scale mockery! The final climax part echoes the majestic momentum of the rolling river, as if it is not only trying to strangle fate.
His throat must be strangled to death with ruthless hands!
this?!
Chu Fengya was so frightened by what she heard that she didn't even notice that she had unconsciously walked to the riverside, nor did she notice the familiar figure sitting on a rock not far away holding a guitar. It was the same figure she had just returned to.
I'm guessing that the pervert who secretly took embarrassing photos and didn't give them to me is a perverted bastard!
Finally, the guitar sounds fell.
The figure on the rock sat still for a while, looking at the endless river in the distance, lost in thought. After a while, he turned around,
"Does it sound good?"
"It's you!?"
Seeing the disbelief on Toad's face in the mirror, Tang Chao held the guitar and shook his head: "You guys, professional discrimination is too serious. Can't security guards have a hobby... Well, does that sound good?"
Chu Fengya didn't answer immediately. She couldn't accept the fact that the expected performer turned out to be a security guard. After a while, she pursed her lips and said, "The tune is wrong."
Tang Chao shook his head and smiled: "It's fate!"
Chu Fengya was stunned and nodded slowly: "That makes sense..."
"Okay." Tang Chao turned his head and said, "I heard it, I won't charge you for the ticket. Can you let me stay alone now?"
Chu Fengya nodded subconsciously and turned around. Her mind was very confused now and she really needed to be quiet and digest it.
After climbing up the slope and almost reaching the roadside, Chu Fengya looked back and saw that Tang Chao was still sitting there, alone, with a piano, covered in the afterglow of the sunset, looking steadily into the distance, like a rock statue.
In front of the vast expanse of the river, it is extremely small.
It is said that people who engage in art are extremely sensitive, and I don’t know if this is the reason. The figure from the back is obviously not very tall, let alone stalwart, but Chu Fengya clearly feels the pressure, like a volcano about to erupt.
At any time, it can erupt with a majestic power no less than that of the turbulent river...
Shaking her head, Chu Fengya felt that she was really possessed by this arrangement. She raised her hand and looked at her watch. With this delay, she was running out of time to rush to the airport. She no longer hesitated and drove away.