"I really can't take it anymore, Wang Yueheng's song is just too tear-jerking."

"My heart feels like it's beating very slowly..."

Teacher He, who is always sentimental, held a tissue in her hand and kept wiping away the tears that she could not hold back.

In the past, whenever a guest on the show talked about their painful past, he would easily empathize with them.

If a guest sheds tears while talking about something touching, then He Jiong will definitely be the one to cry along with them, or even hug and sob.

Therefore, the thought that Wang Yueheng's song was dedicated to someone who would never see flowers bloom again is very touching.

The terminally ill fan will never see the swallows return next year.

He Jiong, who has an extraordinary sense of sympathy, couldn't stop crying from the very beginning of the song.

I really want to help this girl right away and hope I can help her get through this difficult time.

But deep down, He Jiong also knew very well that there were many, many more people in the world like Tian Xiaoqiao who had suffered such a tragic fate.

Fate is like a song, so bitter and unpredictable...

...

"Beep beep—"

"Beep—beep—"

Jiang Province, Jiang City People's Hospital.

Inside the busy intensive care unit, the sounds of various medical instruments rise and fall.

On one of the hospital beds in the ward, lay a middle-aged woman wearing an orange sanitation worker's uniform.

The other person had an oxygen tube in their nose and lay there quietly, as if asleep.

The dry, yellow hair at the back of his head was mixed with dried red blood clots, a truly shocking sight.

A week ago, sanitation worker Zhao Qufen suffered a traumatic brain injury in a serious car accident while sweeping the road in the early morning.

After realizing he had hit someone, the drunk driver did not immediately call the police for help, but instead sped away from the scene.

It wasn't until dawn that the sanitation worker lying in a pool of blood was discovered by passersby who were doing their morning exercise, and she was taken to the hospital.

However, due to the long delay, Zhao Qufen, who was unconscious, was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and was subsequently issued three critical condition notices by the doctors.

She is single and divorced, raising her son who is in high school alone.

Ultimately, it was her supervisor at work who helped her sign the consent form for surgery.

Fortunately.

Thanks to the doctors' all-night efforts, Zhao Qufen's life was finally snatched back from the jaws of death.

But unfortunately.

The attending physician in charge of her treatment deduced that this unfortunate middle-aged woman might never wake up in her lifetime.

He can only remain in a vegetative state, lying in bed until he falls into a deep sleep and dies physically.

There is no hope of recovery unless the family can raise enough money for the most advanced rehabilitation treatment.

However, the drunk driver who hit Zhao Qufen was heavily in debt due to his business ventures, and even the car he was driving had changed hands seven or eight times.

Even if they went bankrupt, they could only scrape together tens of thousands of yuan in compensation, which is nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to the exorbitant medical expenses.

After learning that her mother had been in a car accident and might become a vegetable, she was in a coma.

Hong Xinlei, the son who is a high school sophomore, also rushed to the hospital and stayed by his mother's side to take care of her.

Every day is a cycle of sadness, despair, and self-encouragement.

At the doctor's urging, Hong Xinlei, who already owed a large sum of money for treatment, decided to take his mother home from the hospital for conservative treatment.

Just as he was packing his mother's few personal belongings, preparing to move out of the hospital.

Hong Xinlei suddenly noticed that there were many young family members in the hospital corridor who were there to take care of patients and were engrossed in reading on their laptops.

I only found out later from the nurse.

These family members who came to visit the patient were all watching Wang Yueheng's online concert.

"The bed your mother is lying in now is the same bed that Wang Yueheng's father used when he was hospitalized."

"Back then, Wang Yueheng was just like you. He was completely distraught after his father's accident, but he bravely went out to the streets every day to sing and perform in order to raise money for medical expenses."

"Then his father miraculously woke up."

"I believe his good fortune will also befall your mother!"

However, just as Hong Xinlei was packing his things to leave the hospital...

The nurse's comforting words suddenly made his heart tremble.