Meanwhile.

Second Municipal Hospital.

"Doctor, can people still be saved?" Patrol Officer Lao Tang asked worriedly.

"We are still resuscitating, comrade policeman, contact the family......" The doctor said halfway through when he suddenly remembered that it was a foreigner...... Priority is given to contacting family members, and if the family members are not in China, contact the unit first. ”

The doctor didn't answer Don's question directly, but Don saw the answer in his expression.

Patrol officer Lao Tang looked at this scene, and suddenly felt a little sentimental in his heart.

This is a young, fresh life after all! How can it be said that death is death?

After the train stopped, Don found Pal Winkton's unconscious body on the other side of the railroad. It looked like he had avoided the train at the last minute, and was not sucked under the tracks by the currents.

But when Don saw blood oozing from Pal Winkton's mouth and nose, he finally realized the seriousness of the matter......

He rushed the person to the hospital, where a preliminary diagnosis indicated that the young man had a ruptured eardrum and was in a deep coma, probably caused by the stimulation of infrasonic waves, sudden fainting and cardiac arrest.

"That kind of old-fashioned locomotive that is about to be obsolete," Old Tang was full of doubts, "can it set off this infrasound wave that is enough to kill people?" ”

……

Following.

Early morning.

In Dr. Todd's intensive care unit.

Great musicians from the early 19th century woke up from their slumber.

Looking at the spotless hospital room, he felt like he was in a different world.

After becoming completely deaf, he moved his family to the outskirts of Vienna. The environment here is a place where he feels calm. The doctor advised him not to drink alcohol, which would have burdened his liver and stomach, but occasionally, he would still choose to drink to relieve his sorrows, and then kick his only servant out of the house in an unwarranted rage.

After the premiere of the Ninth Symphony, the old musician knew that his days were numbered. Surgery and healthy lifestyle habits won't save you.

Yesterday it was like this, and he was the only one in the lonely single-family villa. The great musician was going to write a new quartet, composing the music while drinking sullen wine. Before he knew it, he ran out of sheet music, and he got up and headed to the living room, where he vaguely remembered that there should still be a few blank sheet music.

You can imagine how angry he was when he saw a thief in the living room and threw his beloved manuscript all over the floor. At that moment, he almost forgot that he was an old man in his fifties, and rushed towards the man desperately.

Perhaps intimidated by his own momentum, the thief turned and fled. Relying on the strength of the wine, the old musician chased after him......

A white gate appeared in front of them as if by magic, and the thief rushed in desperately, following himself.

The rest of the memories are shattered (MP and SAN are forcibly lost through the portal of the Ancients, and HP is deducted after failing the constitution test), and even the old musician suspects that everything that happened yesterday was a dream, and he is still asleep in his house in Vienna.

…… No.

More and more memories came flooding back to my mind. The details were so real that the great musicians could decide that none of this was a hallucination.

The strange yellow man dragged himself into a car. The carriage was running like a galloping speed, but there were no horses pulling the cart, and there was no feeling of bumps.

The seats are also very comfortable, reminiscent of the large sofas in the homes of the aristocracy.

But what struck the great musicians the most was the towering buildings on the streets, which jutted into the sky like the legendary Tower of Babel and lit up in the dark. Great musicians never imagined that there would be such a city in the world.

The inspiration in the minds of the great musicians overflowed again.

Maybe you're dead, and this is heaven?

Damn it! Let's not mention whether I am qualified to go to heaven or not, the air in heaven cannot be so bad. Could it be that the angels in the heavens burn coal and use steam engines like mortals?

There is no doubt that he is still alive.

The stomach was empty, but the old musician unexpectedly felt that he still had some energy (actually because of the glucose injection).

He observed the room with great interest—the bed beneath him was extremely soft, the floor was a white carpet, the taupe wallpaper was painted with simple patterns, and a still life hung on one wall. On the other side of the bed was a small round table with a wooden chair next to it.

There was a strange iron tube (infusion stand) standing next to the bed, but what puzzled him the most was a black object (TV) on the wall opposite the bed, which looked like some kind of decoration. He didn't recognize what it was, but he could bet it was very valuable, perhaps more than the rest of the room combined.

If it weren't for the pungent smell of potion in the air—he almost thought it was a room in the palace. But the aristocrats would not let their rooms be filled with such smells, so Beethoven concluded that the owner of the room must have been a wealthy merchant, and used the room as his makeshift ward.

Beethoven touched his pocket. He ran out of the house in a hurry, and there was not a single Floring by his side. Of course, after seeing this magical city, the great musicians did not think that Viennese coins could be used here. To tell the truth, as a musician, he is already very famous, but he still has nothing to do with "rich".

In the end, the old musician decided to be optimistic. His extraordinary will allowed him to show an astonishing adaptability to his circumstances—although there was no evidence, he instinctively felt that what was happening to him was not a miracle or a trick of the devil. Maybe there is an unexplored continent on this earth, and I am like the protagonists of "One Thousand and One Nights", brought here by wonderful creatures such as elves.

He opened the curtains, thinking to himself that the city might be more beautiful during the day; But to the disappointment of the old musicians, the opposite side of the window was not outdoors.

Behind the spotless glass windows, in a larger white room, a group of people in white coats – both Europeans and Orientals – busily walked around the room.

The old musician sighed. The décor was more luxurious than he had ever imagined. He knocked on the transparent windowpane, which looked like it didn't exist, and heard a thump.

“……？”

Beethoven wondered if something was wrong with his ears; He hadn't heard anything in a long time.

"Ahem!" He coughed heavily.

Then he determined...... It sounded a little slight, but there was no doubt that his ears were picking up the coughing sound.

Hearing.

Can I hear me?

The lion-like man's body trembled. He reached into his ear and noticed that there was a little more thing there.

“mi.mi.fa.so; so.fa.mi.re; do.do.re.mi; mi.re.re..”

He hummed a simple note at random, which at first was not very clear, but as the sound grew louder, the melody reached his ears without a doubt.

Dr. Todd walked in.

"You've woken up," Dr. Mi said, speaking fluent German, "and you've got a lesion in your auditory nerve, but that's okay, thanks to the science of everything, you're a good fit for our new electronic hearing aids." Because it hasn't been debugged, it might still be a bit vague - hey? What's wrong with you? ”

"Thank God," the great musician who retrieved his hearing turned his back to Dr. Todd, "who are you?" ”

"I'm a doctor," Dr. Todd said, "and we're going to have to do a full set of tests and treatments today." I hear you hum, Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, right? ”

Mr. Beethoven, who was a little moved just now: -_-||

Have you heard the Ninth Symphony that you just performed, but you don't recognize me? Well, this kind of thing is also common.

Without waiting for the old musician to react, Todra passed a wheelchair.

"Come on, there's a special nurse to pick you up later."

"I can walk ...... myself"