When the doctor in the white coat pushed the door in, he saw Fu Yufeng's side face and was slightly stunned.

In the past few years, Fu Yufeng has been wandering alone in a foreign country, and he has not had a lot of contact with Fu Yufeng, but in comparison, he is already the one who has the most contact with him in this family. Since Fu Yufeng went home, he stayed in this piano room all day and all night, did not play the piano, had no obvious affection, and cooperated with his treatment, but he has been silent.

But today it seems that something has changed, he stood at the door and looked at Fu Yufeng for a while, the other party lowered his eyes, pressed the keys seriously and attentively, and played very slowly, but in the faint light light, there was inexplicably a little imperceptible restraint and warmth.

The doctor stopped without disturbing, looked at Fu Yufeng carefully at the door, and stopped restrainedly after seeing him play for a while, his fingers were stretched out, and his palm was firmly attached to the keys, the wound was not torn, and his expression was calm. The doctor smiled, stepped forward, sat down next to him and examined the wound on his hand, then pushed the potion into the injection, steadily plunged it into his vein, and hung him on a drip.

This is the second time today. The infusion is always boring and long, very draining of patience and temperament, three hours at a time, and two more today, almost from the moment you open your eyes, you have to face the sluggish feeling of the potion being pushed into the blood little by little.

Fortunately, this one is a very silent and stoic character, the doctor raised his hand to adjust the speed of the drip, and carefully observed Fu Yufeng's expression today for a while. Infusions too often would have been uncomfortable, not to mention the back of his hand now being pierced almost full of needles. But he still had that calm and senseless expression, so calm that the doctor looked at it for a while, and still didn't see any obvious clues before he looked away.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yufeng suddenly asked him, "Am I better?" ”

He asked a clueless question, but the doctor understood what he meant, nodded his head, and gave him a very positive answer: "The situation is worse than ever, but the prospects are better than ever...... You know, depression, no matter how good the medicine is, is only a side aid, and it is your own heart that really plays a decisive role - and I am very pleased to find that you are now more determined than ever to recover. With this premise, then a qiē will eventually get better and even recover. ”

"But having said that, the amount of medicine that is being applied to you now is the limit of what your body can bear, don't try to increase the dose again for the sake of greed, I know what you're preparing, but, no, a bigger dose will only be counterproductive."

Well, that's fine. The doctor didn't tell him a lie, Fu Yufeng nodded, thanked him for his diagnosis, and then lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

There is an infusion needle in the left hand, and there is a risk of rolling the needle if you move a little more. He raised his right hand and looked at it, the snow-white gauze wrapped his palm in layers and layers, covering the ugly scar, but it clearly revealed the fact that his right hand was damaged. The doctor followed his line of sight, paused for a moment, but did not hide from him, and without waiting for him to ask, he directly and calmly told him about the situation of his right hand.

"Don't worry, although I'm not an expert in this area, but the experts have also come to see it these days since you came back, and your right hand is not wasted, and if you take good care of it, you can restore it to its original level...... Of course, the premise is that it is well maintained and repaired, and it takes time. In any case, it will definitely not be in time for you and Raymond to fight the piano in a month and a half. ”

"Although you have been very calm and calm, it is still necessary to tell you again at this time...... Think more about tomorrow and the future, don't be impulsive, and don't take risks. ”

Fu Yufeng raised his head and glanced at him. His pupils were a deep black, and when he raised his eyes with such cold eyes, his eyes became more and more black and white, as if they had been washed by a cold spring, awe-inspiring and clear. The doctor paused for a moment to hear him speak calmly, his eyes not looking at him, but falling somewhere in the void.

"If you don't take risks, there's no tomorrow." He said.

Who are such gentle and sad eyes for? The doctor looked at him wordlessly, not speaking for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders and sat back in his chair, looking at him with a clear expression.

"I specialize in the art industry, and I don't know much about the piano. But I know your condition very well, and I want to know, what do you think is the reason for you to fight for it, or the chips? ”

Unexpectedly and naturally, Fu Yufeng shook his head: "I don't think there is such a thing." ”

"Then why ......" The doctor's half-sentence didn't ask, Fu Yufeng's eyes had already looked over.

"At least the most basic ear training will not hold me back because of my illness. And...... Probably because it has been used more medicinally recently, I feel that my memory has also recovered to a certain extent. My previous memory was a kind of capital to show off, and again, these two items are not very good at holding back. ”

"The most important thing is the mood and the fingers." He spread the five fingers of his right hand slightly, his eyes slowly wandered over the distinct joints and white gauze, and slowly shook his head.

"But you don't understand, piano and music have infinite possibilities."

"In the history of piano development, there have been many great figures. All of them were gifted, born with a natural piano hand, a keen sense of hearing and an outstanding talent for artistic creation. Countless famous songs and performances have been circulated around the world, and behind these perfect pieces of music are all majestic and sound souls, but not necessarily physically. ”

"Some of them are blind, some are deaf, some have broken arms. But none of them succumbed to fate, rose to the occasion, and eventually became the legends and stories we are familiar with. There are so many people who have fallen on this path, but they have proved that there are people who can win, and how much it means to win when they do. ”

"I don't want to make comparisons between myself and these great men if I may. But after all, I am not terminally ill now, and I am still temporarily able-bodied, so I have a reason not to lose. If you don't fight, you can't be reconciled. What's more......" Fu Yufeng smiled faintly and bitterly, withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes to look at the medicinal liquid that was still indifferently falling into his body, and let out a wry sigh.

"What's more, those outstanding talents, the hands that play the piano, the keen sense of hearing, the acclaimed creative talent, the name of the genius pianist, I have all had, and naturally I have had the corresponding ...... Proud. ”

I was also such a proud person, how could I be defeated without a fight and bury the future of two people.

What a sweet burden, this burden is so heavy that it may even cost him his life, but this sweetness is also unforgettable, enough for him to resolutely go to the battlefield.

Holding hands together, life and death are not afraid.

"I may be able to understand your attitude and choice." The doctor looked at him for a long time this time, and the two looked at each other silently, and the doctor took the lead in looking away, snorted, and shook his head.

"Is this why you're suffering from major depression and still showing signs of improvement? The obsessive look in your eyes now doesn't look like a depressed person who doesn't care about anything. ”

He said this, half relieved and half emotional, and then suddenly straightened his face and looked at him sternly, "But I also want to remind you that determination and will are good, but they don't necessarily succeed - everyone has things that they can't do, and no one is an exception." ”

Fu Yufeng looked at him: "It's like a doctor has a patient who can't be saved?" ”

The doctor was silent for a moment, smiled wryly and nodded: "...... Oh, yes. ”

A flash of gloom flashed between his brows, and soon vanished as if it had never existed. The doctor sat upright with a calm expression and a slight smile on his face, looking gentle and approachable, but he was not the same type as Fu Yufeng at all. Although the smile on his face was a little reluctant, when he looked at Fu Yufeng, he was still quite sincere.

"But bless you, cousin."

"Thank you." Fu Yufeng smiled slightly and nodded to the doctor to thank him. It is not only a doctor's treatment of patients, but also a word of support from his cousin. Both are equally important to him, both of which make his heart more and more calm, and he does not flinch or be confused about the road ahead.

There is both faith and the consciousness to work hard for that faith.

After a few more moments, the doctor got up and left. Still with a drip in his hand, Fu Yufeng sat quietly in place for a while, and then picked up the two faxes with roughly the same content.

Fingertips rubbed slowly over the white paper, and it was a meal when they swiped over familiar names. Two pieces of paper, his hand paused six times, then put down the paper and sent a reply to both faxes.

When faced with two faxes with the same content, the content of the reply is completely different because of the different sender.

When the fax crossed the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas to Austria, Ji Qianyu was coming out of the alien door. The main store of Winster is not closed at night, and the more it is a shopping paradise in the evening, Elise will leave work on time, if nothing else, she, the sister of the head of the Winster family, does not need to spend all her working hours in the store like ordinary employees.

She has her own home, but today, after discussing with Ji Qianyu about the head of the Winster family, she felt that without further ado, it was better to think about it in the long run, and it was better to cut through the mess quickly, the two hit it off and decided to act at the opportunity, after all, the later the better.

So the aunt and niece walked side by side, through the bustling crowd of Carinthia Street, to the parking spot. They came in separate ways, but they wanted to go back to the same place. Since Leah was following them, they decided to take Ji Qianyu's car back and walked to the parking place, but the three of them were stunned at the same time.

This Rolls-Royce, with Winster's family crest, is inside a thick field of rose petals.