Ming only dared to watch secretly and did not dare to step forward rashly.

Time passed like this, Qiao Sheng guarded Lu Tingyuan, someone was guarding her.

Finally, an hour later, the door to the operating room opened, and the doctor came out and told Qiao Sheng that the operation was successful, and the broken finger was reattached.

The patient also showed signs of waking up. The only bad thing was that the doctor found that the blood he vomited was black and asked his family members to take him for a detailed examination after the patient woke up.

Qiao Sheng subconsciously took a step back.

Even without checking, she knew that the cancer cells had spread...

The disease tortured Lu Tingyuan, and he suffered unbearable pain.

Twenty minutes later, Lu Tingyuan woke up.

In the luxurious ward, Qiao Sheng held his hand and stood beside the bed. When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw her whom he had longed for.

Qiao Sheng originally thought that he would stop crying, but when he saw Lu Tingyuan wake up, tears burst into his eyes again!

Tears fell on Lu Tingyuan's face.

Even though he was in so much pain, he could still smile and call her Shengsheng.

"Don't cry."

"Shengsheng, please play the piano for me. I really want to hear Shengsheng play the piano."

Qiao Sheng choked and nodded. She leaned close to him and asked softly, "Whatever you want to hear, I will play it for you."

"As long as you don't die, and you don't want to die, I will listen to you in everything you say!"

Lu Tingyuan just smiled.

He didn't dare promise, he knew he would die.

He spoke slowly, "Shengsheng, play the song when we first met." Lu Tingyuan thought for two seconds, "It's called, the street where the wind lives."

Qiao Sheng's eyes became even more moist, and she asked him, "Do you remember?"

Lu Tingyuan had a slight smile on his lips, and he hummed, "I've never forgotten it."

She answered almost tremblingly, "But that piece of music is too sad."

Lu Tingyuan stopped talking.

He actually wanted to say it, but those words were more sad than the music.

Shengsheng, after I die, I hope your life will be beautiful and happy.

You'll never play those sad songs again.
Chapter completed!