Chapter 525: Chapter 524: If you don’t want him to die, shut up!
Chapter 525: Chapter 524: If you don’t want him to die, shut up!
Shen Yixin admitted that she was instantly attracted to this girl, and she also took Ye Lingxi’s hand, smiling, “Your hand is very beautiful too.”
Because of a medication, because of a pair of hands, the two of them unexpectedly forged a deep friendship.
From then on, whenever Ye Lingxi had time, she would run to her place to listen to her practice the piano while quietly flipping through medical books.
She would secretly slip a concert ticket into Xi Xi’s textbook, inviting her to attend the event together.
Xi Xi, being a good girl, would sneak her into the medical school to see the anatomy teacher, to help her build up courage.
Eventually, she naturally came to know Ye Jinwen.
It must have been a case of love for the house and its crows, as Xi Xi liked listening to piano music, Ye Jinwen would also listen with her.
At that time, she knew that Ye Jinwen liked Ye Lingxi very, very much…
Shen Yixin’s thoughts were interrupted by the sudden silence following the cessation of the piano music.
She looked up to see staff members quickly rushing over, patiently inquiring what was wrong with Shao Yunxuan.
Shao Yunxuan complained with dissatisfaction, “This chair is uncomfortable to sit on, can I get a different one?”
“This…” The staff member was somewhat troubled.
Shen Yixin walked over, looked at Shao Yunxuan, and explained, “This is the chair that the master is accustomed to sitting on.
Yunxuan, if you find it too high or low, you can adjust it.”
Shao Yunxuan opened her mouth, unwillingly pouted, and said, “Forget it then.”
After speaking, she took her own score and walked past Shen Yixin without further engagement.
Shen Yixin still wanted her to improve the coherence of the climax parts, but seeing Yunxuan’s expression, she seemed unreceptive to advice.
She couldn’t help but wonder if such a Shao Yunxuan could really create music that flowed as smoothly as clouds and as unrestrained as the wind?
Could Shao Yunxuan truly carry on the musical dreams of the master and herself?
Before long, the fifth day of the month arrived.
There was still some time before the 8 p.m.
Today, Chu Kong had left the hospital.
His illness made him look somewhat listless, but dressed in a sharp tuxedo, he possessed a certain presence.
He had someone apply a bit of makeup to make him look healthier.
Inside Chu Kong’s personal lounge.
Mei Qin was tying his bowtie while expressing her worries, “Sir, if you feel unwell at any point, please stop immediately.
Everyone will understand.”
“How could that be possible!” Chu Kong was stubborn.
“Once I’m on stage, even if I have only a breath left, I must take my final bow completely.”
“But sir…” Mei Qin couldn’t persuade him and silently helped him with his things.
The door to the lounge was unlocked, and just as Mei Qin finished tying Chu Kong’s bowtie, an incongruous voice intruded.
“Yo, Master Chu, you’ve finally shown up.”
The voice was full of mockery.
Chu Kong and Mei Qin both looked towards the door.
Pu Huaiyin and his assistant Du Zhi entered without any hesitation, especially Pu Huaiyin, whose gaze fell on Chu Kong’s arms with an unmistakable glee.
“Gentlemen, Master Chu’s concert has not yet started; please wait in the theater’s lobby.”
Mei Qin directly blocked Pu Huaiyin at the door.
Everyone knew that Pu Huaiyin had never been content to stay under Chu Kong, especially after a rivalry from years ago.
It used to be superficial cordiality masking underlying discord, but now with the news of Chu Kong’s terminal illness, Pu Huaiyin became even more unbridled.
“Hey, I’m just here to catch up with an old friend,” Pu Huaiyin said with a light laugh, pushing Mei Qin’s hand away, and walked up to Chu Kong.
His gaze, filled with malice, blatantly fell upon Chu Kong’s hands.
He clicked his tongue and said, “Master Chu, would you say this is karma?”
“Even if it is my retribution, I still feel fortunate that the person who joined the Starlight Symphony Orchestra back then wasn’t you.” Even seated in a wheelchair, Chu Kong’s pride remained unbreakable, an aura of haughtiness he couldn’t be stripped of.
“Heh,” Pu Huaiyin sneered, “So, the world is fair after all.
You got ALS, your own hands are ruined, and your favorite pupil’s hands are ruined too.
As for today’s performance…”
Pu Huaiyin didn’t finish his sentence, but he was certainly looking forward to the performance of the person about to go on stage.
It would be a perfect opportunity for everyone in this circle to see just how bad Chu Kong’s judgment had become.
If that person could take up Chu Kong’s mantle, all the better for him; it was all benefit and no loss.
“Master Chu, I’m looking forward to your performance today.” He circled around Chu Kong’s wheelchair then headed toward the door, but as if he remembered something, he turned back and added, “Master Chu, do you know how Shen Yixin’s left hand got ruined?”
Chu Kong’s gaze sharpened, “What are you trying to say?”
“Tch, Shen Yixin’s hand was crushed when she fell from a horse, but…
the truth I’ve come to understand is that Ye Jinwen of the Ye Family was also at the scene.
In his hurry to leave, he startled Shen Yixin’s horse, leading to her fall and the trampling incident.”
After saying that, Pu Huaiyin clicked his tongue with apparent regret, “It’s such a pity.
The future star of the piano world fell because of such an incident.
Master Chu, do you think this is the heavens retaliating against your lineage?”
Having spoken so brazenly, he left with a laugh, his assistant in tow.
Chu Kong watched him leave with a dazed gaze, struggling to clutch at his chest as his fingers trembled incessantly.
Mei Qin hurried over, “Sir, don’t get agitated, Pu Huaiyin is just trying to provoke you.”
she…” Chu Kong couldn’t utter a complete sentence, only able to pound his chest, “My heart won’t be at peace!
My heart won’t be at peace!”
Mei Qin understood his sorrow and anger all too well, but there was little she could say, only offering comfort, “Sir, you must take care of your health, remember not to get too emotional!”
But, by then, it was already too late.
Chu Kong’s unvented frustration lodged in his heart, the long-suppressed grief spilling out all at once, making even breathing difficult.
Seeing his dire state, Mei Qin shook Chu Kong while simultaneously reaching for her phone to call for emergency aid.
In the midst of her frantic efforts, a tall woman with flowing wavy hair suddenly rushed in from outside the rest area.
The woman pushed past Mei Qin, approached Chu Kong, and with considerable strength, moved him from the wheelchair to lie down on the sofa.
She tore open the bow tie around his neck and produced a compact first-aid kit from seemingly nowhere.
She spread out the kit on the table, extracted a silver needle, and expertly and precisely inserted it into Chu Kong’s philtrum.
Mei Qin tried to intervene but failed to stop her.
“If you don’t want him to die, then shut up!”
Ya Ling glared fiercely at Mei Qin, her beautiful fingers with nails colored like cardamom red slowly twirling the silver needle.
Looking at the piano master on the sofa, she was filled with a mix of emotions.
She gently closed her eyes, suppressing all her feelings beneath the facade of her meticulously applied makeup.
She had heard everything from outside.
Heard it loud and clear.