Chapter 62 Support: Don't let today become a day you'll regret.
Aunt Mao hurriedly gave her a hospital address during the call.
Liang Yizhi opened her mouth, but like a doll that had lost consciousness, she mechanically hung up the phone.
Shi Ruocheng brought over the violin and said, "Yizhi, let's go, we should go wait in the wings."
Liang Yizhi remained silent.
"Yizhi, Yizhi... what's wrong?"
Liang Yizhi seemed deaf to her surroundings. Aunt Mao's words, "Your mother fell down the hillside and is currently unconscious," were still echoing in her ears.
what to do……?
What should we do now?
Shi Ruocheng looked her over and noticed that Liang Yizhi's hands were trembling involuntarily. He asked anxiously, "Has something happened?"
Liang Yizhi stammered, unsure how to explain the situation to him: "Brother Shi, I..."
The phone rang again.
It was Gu Yinyan calling.
Liang Yizhi wanted to walk a distance to meet him, but as she stood up, she accidentally stepped on her own skirt and tripped. Annoyed, she tossed her skirt aside, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly.
She answered the phone, her voice trembling: "Gu Yinyan, my mother..."
"Don't panic." Gu Yinyan's voice was calm and collected on the phone.
The surroundings were noisy, and there seemed to be the sound of car horns. Gu Yinyan said to her, "I received a call from Uncle Liang, and I'm on my way there now."
"You know?" Liang Yizhi suppressed a sob and tried to remain calm. "Then I'll go over there now."
As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Yinyan said, "You really want to come? Liang Yizhi, have you forgotten what day it is today? Aren't you going to perform on stage?"
Yes. She has a performance.
Today is the day she has been looking forward to—sharing the stage with her idol. She has made countless preparations for this day, wearing the dress he customized for her, and practicing until her hands are calloused and numb, and her fingertips are almost bleeding.
The staff had made all the necessary preparations, and hundreds of audience members were seated and waiting for the show to begin.
But none of these things matter compared to my mother.
Gu Yinyan seemed to know what she was thinking.
"What will happen to the performance if you leave? What about the other musicians? Will we have to stand up the entire audience?"
He explained the situation to her, his gentle tone tinged with sternness: "Your aunt is already in the hospital. The situation isn't as serious as you think. There are doctors examining you, and your father and I will be there too. Even if you come over, it will only add another person to worry about you."
"Yizhi, just focus on your performance. It's only two hours. I'll let you know immediately if anything happens." His tone softened. "I'll have Lao Zhang wait for you outside. Come over as soon as it's over, okay?"
"But I—"
Gu Yinyan added, "Don't let today become a day you regret."
What made Liang Yizhi compromise was her last sentence.
After the call ended, she slowly squatted down and buried her head in her knees.
...The performance is only two hours long, and my mother is already receiving medical treatment. Aunt Mao, Dad, and Gu Yinyan are all here; they can handle anything that happens.
It would be useless for her to rush there now; she can't abandon the upcoming performance and delay everyone.
After convincing herself countless times, Liang Yizhi slowly stood up, supporting herself on her knees.
She rubbed the corner of her eye with her fingertip, forcibly suppressing the tears welling up in her eyes.
She felt dizzy for a moment when she stood up, but fortunately Shi Ruocheng helped her up in time.
His expression was worried: "Yizhi, are you really okay? Is it low blood sugar?"
"No, it's nothing." Liang Yizhi took a few deep breaths, walked over and picked up the cello and bow.
She said, "Let's go on stage, I'm ready."
The performance was very pure.
Standing outside the stage, waiting for her turn, looking at the magnificent and bright stage, Liang Yizhi almost had a second thought. She thought she should just put down her instrument and go straight to the hospital; it wasn't a big deal.
But all those thoughts vanished the moment she took her first step onto the stage and her feet touched the wooden floor.
Under the dazzling overhead lights, Liang Yizhi and the other performers stood at the front of the stage and bowed deeply to the audience.
When she looked down, she realized her hands were still trembling.
Liang Yizhi sat down and looked up at the ceiling of the stage.
For the first time, she had the thought of praying to God.
After a burst of enthusiastic applause from the audience, Hoss, dressed in a suit, raised his hand at the piano, and a series of lively notes flowed forth.
Liang Yizhi's breathing rhythm gradually calmed down during this prelude.
Thankfully it was Hoss; if it were anyone else, she might not have been able to calm down.
She exchanged a glance with Shi Ruocheng, then raised her bow and gently placed it on the string.
...
Liang Yizhi had never performed such a thrilling show before.
Her heart was truly on edge every second; the slightest mistake could lead to an irreparable disaster.
Two hours later, the breathtaking piano music ended.
— It's finally all over.
For the audience, this might have been a decent performance, but for Leung Yik-chi, it was definitely not.
She couldn't bear the subtle tremor in the last notes of her piano playing, and despite the audience's enthusiastic applause as always, neither Hoss nor Shi Ruocheng said anything.
Liang Yizhi didn't even have time to change her clothes. She was making a phone call while packing up her instrument.
Driver Lao Zhang was already waiting at the door. She slung her violin over her shoulder, changed into her sneakers, and rushed straight to the door.
With a quick press of the accelerator, Lao Zhang shortened what would normally be a two-hour drive considerably. Upon arriving at the hospital in the neighboring city, she followed Gu Yinyan's instructions and ran to the ward door.
Liang Yizhi saw the two men standing side by side from afar, and Aunt Mao sitting to one side.
"Dad, Gu Yinyan..." she rushed over, breathless. "How is Mom?"
Gu Yinyan lowered his arms from his chest: "Why didn't you change your clothes?"
Mr. Liang looked worried. Seeing his daughter arrive in a thin dress with a down jacket over it, he felt very sorry for her: "Why did you come dressed like this? It's so cold. What will I do if you get sick too?"
Liang Yizhi shook her head, indicating that she was fine. She supported Gu Yinyan and asked, "Aunt Mao, how did Mom fall?"
Aunt Mao was still wearing her hiking jacket, and her hair was messy: "It rained a little on the mountain today. We were already going down the mountain, but the ground was slippery. Your mother lost her footing and slipped down."
She also apologized, saying, "Yizhi, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you had a performance today. I was in a rush and thought I should let you know, so I called you."
Aunt Mao waited for the others to arrive before she learned that Liang Yizhi had a very important performance that day, and she felt guilty for a long time.
Liang Yizhi didn't think she had done anything wrong, nor did she blame her. She was only concerned about her mother's condition.
Gu Yinyan said, "Aunt Liang has just been taken inside. Come with me to the car to change your clothes first."
"But--"
Mr. Liang urged, "Go, Yizhi."
Gu Yinyan: "It will be over in five minutes, and we won't miss Aunt Liang coming out."
He tightened the collar of her down jacket and led her toward the elevator.
Once inside the elevator, Liang Yizhi finally dared to breathe a sigh of relief, and her anxious heart calmed down a little.
Upon arriving at the underground parking garage, Gu Yinyan took a bag from the car and opened the back door for her.
"There's a long-sleeved shirt and trousers underneath. Change into them first."
Those were clothes he kept in his car as a change of clothes for when he sweated while exercising outdoors.
He shoved Liang Yizhi into the car, and she braced herself against the door, asking, "What about you?"
"I'll wait for you outside."
Gu Yinyan went around to the back of the car, with his back to her.
Liang Yizhi took off her gorgeous dress and put on Gu Yinyan's sportswear. The pants were too long, so she rolled them up twice and tied the belt in several knots before getting out of the car.
After changing their clothes, they headed back.
As Gu Yinyan walked, he explained to her, "Aunt Mao said that your mother slid down a slope that was about two or three meters high. She hit a rock when she fell."
Liang Yizhi listened, her mind still blank.
"The doctor said she was in a coma due to blood loss and had fractured ribs, which caused bleeding in her chest cavity. She is currently undergoing surgery to drain the blood."
With these horrifying words juxtaposed, she clenched her hands tightly: "Will there be any long-term effects?"
No, it won't.
Fearing she wouldn't feel at ease, Gu Yinyan emphasized again, "It's not a big problem. With proper post-operative recovery, you'll get better soon."
Liang Yizhi was preoccupied with her mother's illness.
Thinking back to a while ago, her mother called her, saying she wasn't feeling well lately, but she didn't take it seriously. She had told her then not to engage in any dangerous activities, but her mother still didn't listen.
She's been busy with rehearsals lately, and she's been talking to her mother on the phone less often.
The more I think about it, the more I blame myself.
Gu Yinyan led her out of the elevator. At the elevator entrance, he stopped and cupped her face in his hands: "It will be alright."
"Everyone is waiting, including Uncle Liang. Don't let him worry."
Liang Yizhi looked at him with misty eyes and nodded gently.
They stood outside the operating room and waited for another half hour before the surgery finally ended.
The doctor came out and explained the situation to Liang's father, while Liang Yizhi and Gu Yinyan stood behind and listened.
Overall, the surgery went very well, and the patient will remain hospitalized for observation for a period of time.
Liang Yizhi and her father visited her in the intensive care unit.
My mother lay in the hospital bed with tubes inserted into her body and her head held in place by a neck brace. Her face looked as if it had been drained of all its energy, and she was paler than ever before.
The father and daughter went inside and exchanged a few words with the mother. After checking on the situation, they finally felt relieved.
Gu Yinyan was waiting outside.
Liang Yizhi took off her sterile gown and walked up to him.
"Can I cry?" She seemed to have been suppressing her emotions for a long time, her head bowed, her voice very soft.
"What?"
Before Gu Yinyan could hear her words clearly, the next second, she crashed solidly into his chest, and his pent-up emotions burst forth like a flood.
Liang Yizhi cried uncontrollably, burying her head in his chest, her tears quickly soaking the fabric.
Gu Yinyan was unusually at a loss for what to do.
He looked up and saw Mr. Liang standing behind him. He seemed surprised that his daughter, who had been calm just moments before, would change her emotions so drastically. His eyes were full of heartache: "This child has been holding it in for too long. Let her cry for a while."
He then slowly raised his hand and touched her head.
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