Chen Daguanren has been with Chuxia for so long. Not to mention the various parts of the body in Chuxia, just talking about the fragrance of her cooking, Chen Daguanren is really familiar with her. Now when she comes home, she knows that it is not a meal made in Chuxia.

Chen Zhiyuan changed his shoes and walked to the kitchen to see that Sha Ye was busy, but early summer disappeared. The fragrance of Sha Ye's cooking was definitely much better than that of early summer. Although Chen Daguanren had just finished his meal, he still felt a little hungry when he smelled the fragrance. He leaned against the kitchen door and smiled and said, "Where is the first summer?"

Sha Ye turned his head and looked at Chen Zhiyuan, still with a plain look on his face, neither sad nor happy, then turned his head and continued to look at the dish in the pot: "She tell me it!"

Chen Zhiyuan was used to Sha Ye's appearance. She had never seen such a faint look. She could not see joy or sadness. However, Chen Zhiyuan knew that Sha Ye was under a deep pain in his heart, the pain of losing his relatives. It felt like Chen Zhiyuan had never experienced it. He couldn't say what kind of sadness it was. He could only guess vaguely. Chen Zhiyuan didn't like Sha Ye's appearance, but he had no choice. This pain was just waiting for time to slowly erase. All Chen Zhiyuan could do was wait.

After sighing, Chen Zhiyuan stepped back to the bedroom to sleep. In the afternoon... At about the time, Chen Zhiyuan received a call from the hospital and told him that the medicinal materials ordered by the Chinese pharmacy had arrived. Chen Daren got up and went back to the hospital, and prepared some medicinal materials for Sun Jiajia. These medicines were used to help Sun Jiajia survive the three levels of bone marrow transplantation. Today, Sun Jiajia had woken up. Although her body was still very weak, many of the organs in the body had recovered. She couldn't think it would be better if she couldn't do it. At this time, Chen Zhiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sun Jiajia's illness was completely fine.

After a brief examination, Chen Zhiyuan instructed the ICU doctor to check Sun Jiajia for the functions of each organ tomorrow morning. If there is no problem, he can be transferred back to the general ward. The rest is to wait for her to recover slowly.

He returned home again, Chuxia had already returned. The two ran to the bedroom. They had been tired of it for an afternoon. Chen Daguanren was determined to do something bad, but Chuxia sent him off with Sha Ye's reason. The extremely depressed Chen Daguanren didn't even eat dinner. He went back to the bedroom early. The understanding Chuxia girl still rewarded Chen Daguanren in the evening, but Chuxia girl was tragic. Chen Zhiyuan, a bull, tossed her for the whole night, which made Chuxia unable to bear it. At the same time, he was puzzled. The fat man used to be very capable, but he did not have the strong method tonight. Chuxia arrived many times in the whole night, but Chen Zhiyuan only arrived once when it was almost dawn. Chuxia felt that Chen Zhiyuan was taking medicine, but he did not find any clues. He forced himself to ask him about this matter in the morning, and Chen Daguanren denied that he had not taken medicine.

Chuxia thought about it, too. This fat man is strong in the aspect, so do you still need medicine? But when he thinks it's wrong, why does it take longer than that time if he doesn't take medicine? After thinking about it, Chuxia couldn't think of the reason, and in the end she could only attribute the reason to Chen Zhiyuan's health. However, Chuxia was a little worried. He was so strong that he could not handle it. It seemed that he had to get Su Bingxuan and Song Muqing as soon as possible to help him share the burden, and at the same time, he was also wary of Chen Zhiyuan, a fool, going out to get into trouble.

Although Chen Daguanren didn't sleep much all night, he was refreshed. Chen Zhiyuan had an answer to the question of early summer in the morning. The reason was that his attribute point was higher. Chen Daguanren was very happy about this. That man didn't want any aspect of his ability to be strong?

When I arrived at the office, before my butt was hot, someone came to me. It was not a mess, but I asked Mr. Chen to do surgery to make the attribute points. Although Mr. Chen has been fully packed with the attribute points, Mr. Chen still went to the operation. The reason is very simple, that is, he has left the operating table for too long and misses the operation.

These five surgeries are not minor surgery in the eyes of other doctors, but in the eyes of Chen Daren, it is not difficult. After working hard for a whole morning, all five surgeries were completed. However, the system did not respond much. It must be that the attribute points were all filled. If the system did not upgrade, it would not be rewarded with the attribute points.

Since the surgery was almost a little bit earlier, Chen Zhiyuan was too lazy to go to the banquet of the patient's family. After turning it off, he ordered some food in the cafeteria, took a casual bite in the office, and then took a nap. In the afternoon, Chen Daren had nothing to do. He was so idle that he thought about it, and stepped to Sun Jiajia's ward, intending to see him.

After Sun Jiajia was transferred from the ICU this morning, she did not go to the chemotherapy department. According to regulations, she transferred to the oncology department. In fact, she should have gone to the hematology department. However, the departments of Lincheng People's Hospital were not so detailed. After all, it is not a large hospital like the Affiliated Hospital of Beijing Medical University.

As soon as he arrived at Sun Jiajia's ward, Chen Zhiyuan heard a song. The song was not good, but the emotions filled with them were very touching. He was singing this song with the most real feelings in his heart.

Chen Daguanren had a lottery draw a while ago and upgraded his acting skills to the intermediate level. Although this skill has no effect on his future path, it has made Chen Daguanren an expert in songs, dances, etc. Of course, it is not the so-called "brickers" on TV. Chen Daguanren has real talent and knowledge. Now when he hears this song, Chen Zhiyuan made the above conclusion. It can be said that few people can sing this kind of emotion in the current song, which is really commendable.

Chen Zhiyuan gently opened the door and saw Hong Tao holding a guitar, singing to Sun Jiajia while playing. Sun Jiajia closed her eyes and listened with her ears. Her hands on the hospital bed flapped slightly with the sign. It was obvious that she was intoxicated by this song.

As mentioned above, Hong Tao's voice is not good, and even a little out of tune, but these do not hinder the beautifulness of this song, because Hong Tao is singing with his heart and singing with his most realistic feeling, and it is easy to bring people into the artistic conception of this song and cannot extricate himself.

Chen Zhiyuan is not familiar with the current popular songs, so he doesn't know which song Hong Tao is singing, but this does not affect Chen Zhiyuan being immersed in this sincere song.

After a long time, Hong Tao put down the guitar and the singing stopped. Only then did Hong Tao find Chen Zhiyuan leaning against the door of the ward, and quickly stood up and smiled, "Director Chen, when did you come?"

Sun Jiajia lives in a high-ranking ward, so there are no other patients inside, only her. Hong Tao is singing softly here again. If he doesn't walk by the door, he will not hear it at all, and this will not affect other patients.

"I've been here for a while, are you a musician?" Chen Daguanren has intermediate acting skills and is now a big-name figure in music. If Chen Daguanren is really interested in developing in the entertainment industry, with his intermediate acting skills, he has no problem with becoming a big hit. But he is not interested in this aspect. Now when he hears Hong Tao's singing, Chen Daguanren immediately feels that Hong Tao is very professional, although his singing is not very good.

"Yes, I am a creative person, but I don't have much ability, so I've been in the capital!" Hong Tao felt a little embarrassed when he said this. He is 32 years old this year. He studied lyrics and music creation in college, and also met Sun Jiajia in college. With this song he created, he captured the heart of the beauty. He thought that with his own ability, he could make a sky in the lyrics and music industry, but things went against his wishes. He had been in the capital for almost 10 years. Don't be famous, and he could not even have enough food. Later, Sun Jiajia was seriously ill and Hong Tao, who had no savings, had to sell his parents' house to pay for Sun Jiajia's hospitalization. Now Hong Tao has completely lost confidence in his ideals. He thought that after Sun Jiajia was discharged from the hospital, he would find a more stable job by himself, even if he was tired, but as long as he could be with Sun Jiajia, he would be content.

A man loses his ideal and his former ambition. This has to be said to be a kind of sorrow, but it is also a kind of helplessness. Everyone has ideals, but how many people will finally realize it? Many people say that they must stick to their ideals and pursue their dreams, but in the face of the simplest three meals a day, how many people have retreated, given up their ideals, gave up their dreams, and compromised with this realistic society. Now Hong Tao is also going to take this step. Who knows the helplessness and sadness in this?

"What is the name of the song you just sang? It sounds very nice, it was sung by that singer!" Chen Daren really liked the song Hong Tao had just sang. Whether it was the lyrics or artistic conception, he liked it very much. This song sounds faint and has no gorgeous **, but it can make people unable to help but fall into it. I can't help but recall the past in my mind. The true charm of a song is here. What is touched is not the lyrics, but the memories buried in my heart.

"Sit!" Hong Tao did not answer Chen Zhiyuan's question first, but pulled his chair and placed it in front of Chen Zhiyuan, then said: "I wrote this song to play with. I called you, no one sang it!" Hong Tao's words were full of sour smell. He was a songwriter. A song was like his children, but these children he raised with his own hands were not recognized, so the sadness here can be imagined.
Chapter completed!