Chicago 1990

Swinginginthebackyard

Swing in the backyard

Pullupinyourfastcar

Get in your sports car

Whistlingmy

Whistle my name

Openupabeer

Open can of beer

Andyousaygetoverhere

Let me sit by my side

Play a video game with you

"Damn! You can't watch this! Ms. Kelly!"

Dr. House screamed madly and snatched the medical record from Mariah Carey, who was in a daze with the medical record. "It's about the privacy of the patient... Let's get back to business. APLUS still has a big body. Hidden danger, he needs my treatment, it's true! I can coordinate with the surgical side to advance the operation time, how about it?"

But his deliberate design failed. After reading APLUS's confessions about the mentality before and after the derailment, Mariah Carey did not show the violent reaction she expected, just a little lost and stood up and said: "No, he likes it later. It's fine to come as you please, and my mission ends here."

"APLUS is still very unstable physically and emotionally, he just didn't realize it."

House followed her to make the last effort.

"Doctor House, to you... the craniotomy is like playing a video game, right?"

Mariah Carey walked to the door and looked back at the other person. "You didn't find the answer, but you started a game again, but his life can't come again."

House was silent.

"No, no, no, I want to make the last effort first, as a chance to Goodman who has served me for seven years."

"It's not like your style!"

"My...what style?"

"Fight back quickly and never drag things out with emotion."

"I was almost shot and was in a coma for five months, Sloan, people who have encountered this kind of thing will always change something."

"Like...weak?"

"It's more mature, more cautious, and more awe. This is not a game that can be repeated, Sloan."

Old Mike had rushed Brenda and the others to a distance. Mariah Carey stopped at the door of the ward to listen to the conversation between the man and Ms. Sloan. Little Rega was crawling from his chest to the bedside, carefully blocked by his hand. He has lost a lot of weight, and his skin has become paler than before. His upper body is trapped in the big soft pillow, and his face always shows the look of suffering.

The under-year-old children seemed to be stronger than him. Little Rega giggled and pushed his father's weak arm away.

Mariah Carey walked in gently to stop her son, to prevent him from climbing off the bed, trying not to interrupt his conversation with Sloan.

But Sloan stopped talking and walked to the window again.

"How was the conversation with the doctor?" Song Ya asked.

"do not know."

Mariah Carey remembered the medical record she had just seen, which was full of other women, especially Xue Linfen's mental journey from'doing not really' to resuming adultery. Her mood was complicated and contradictory, but it was I can't get angry, maybe it doesn't matter anymore, after all, I'm already divorced.

Or maybe, if he didn't always quarrel with him, especially if he used the pre-marriage secretly eating and talking, he wouldn't fall into the arms of other women? After all, the medical records also recorded how painful he was after quarreling with himself and how guilty he was after cheating...

"I don't know what?" Song Ya was very strange.

"I don't understand. Anyway, you can decide for yourself when you wake up." She wiped the corner of her eye.

"Don't cry, I should be happy today."

"Humph."

"Rega, see that Dad is not happy or not? Hey..."

The two teased their precious son. At least he loves Little Rega. His ex-husband is impeccable. In the will left by his young age, he left most of the wealth to himself and his children, and with other women. There are two to three children.

I\'minhisfavoritesundress

I wear his favorite sundress

Watchingmegetundressed

He looked at me undressing

Takethatbodydowntown

In a downtown hotel

Isayyouthebestest

I said you are the best man

Snuggling beside you and kissing passionately

Puthisfavoriteon

Spray on his favorite perfume

Have a video game

"APLUS..."

Later, the black barrister Cochrane rushed over from New York after being notified, "It's unbelievable, unbelievable, this is a miracle!" He looked at Song Ya on the hospital bed and sighed repeatedly.

After being in a coma for five months and then waking up, just as the so-called gusty wind and grass, all the ugliness hidden in the heart of everyone around him have surfaced on the water. Cochran, who insists on fighting CBS to the end, can undoubtedly be trusted. Attorney Karen, you came just right, and I need someone to help with the discharge procedures." Song Ya struggled to squeeze a smile at him.

"No problem. No need..." Cochran came over to stop him from sitting upright, holding his hand, "Wow, you are recovering quickly."

"is it?"

"It's late, let's go and see you Daddy."

It seems that he has found a lawyer, so he no longer has custody rights. Mariah Carey picked up her son and grabbed Fatty's hand and shook her husband, "We will come back tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Rega...Mimi."

Song Ya watched the mother leave, "Oh yes, let Li Phillips come and take over with Cochrane."

"Ok."

Lee Phillips came to finish the paperwork with Cochrane. "Mr. Geffen asked me to greet you. If you return to Chicago soon, he will visit you in Chicago."

"Okay, thank him for me, thank you for helping Mimi transfer me to hospital." Song Ya raised his arm.

Maybe they wanted to transfer themselves to Mayo and had other plans, but this kind of deeds were irrelevant, and they had to accept their mercy if they helped them objectively.

Now that I wake up, there are many more enemies, enough.

"Oh, hehe." Lee Phillips leaned in and held it, "Yes, you take a break APLUS."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After solving the hidden danger of craniotomy, Song Yashu sighed.

"Are you really going to sue... this hospital?"

Cochrane was told by Sloan some specific circumstances and asked: "You woke up from treatment here, if you still insist on improving the hospital... You know, the background and influence of Princeton University..."

"Forget it, I was just angry, just angry."

"That's good, I don't know medical skills, but I think you should try to keep your temper as low as possible now and maintain a better mood."

"Yes, oh yes, I still need you to go back to Chicago tomorrow, meet Goodman in person, tell him, as long as I can return my money, I won't do anything to him..."

I was really afraid of not waking up again, but I saw so many people and said so many words just after waking up. Song Ya and Cochrane fell asleep unconsciously while chatting.

"When I met APLUS, he was a stupefied Chicago kid, did you know? A long time ago, one day he came to me with a manuscript of FeelItStill just written..."

Dazed, he seemed to hear Dile's voice, opened his eyes, Sloan and Yeremov were listening to the old Mike's radio, the volume was turned down.

"Is it Dile? Loudly..." he said.

"Are you awake? I'll call a doctor..." Old Mike rushed out the door happily.

"Is it the next day?" He felt his strength recovered a bit, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's past noon."

Sloan and Yeremov both laughed. "The news that you woke up is on the news this morning." Sloan turned the radio up.

"I heard something wrong, and asked him if he sampled the Beatles' songs, do you know? He looked blank and said that he might have heard the Beatles' songs before, but he didn't realize it at all. To."

Dile smiled.

"He didn't realize it when he created it?" the host asked.

"Yes, we laughed at him for a long time..."

Dile and the host both laughed, and Dile continued: "He is like this. In fact, he rarely comes to the recording studio. He is the least of the creators I have ever worked with, and he hardly communicates his songs with other people. Every time, he always took out the finished product with a high degree of completion suddenly, and then ordered us to record the soundtrack in this way, the soundtrack in that way, what effect he needs us to achieve, what instrument to use, synthetic sound... All details have been considered It’s perfect, and we don’t need to change it. For a while, I even suspected that dozens of top creators were imprisoned in his basement, working specifically for his music pipeline. Otherwise, he couldn’t explain why he was so young and where he came from. Such profound creative skills."

"Haha, he is an absolute musical genius..." the host laughed.

"Yes, a genius among geniuses." Dile echoed, "A genius that we mortals cannot understand."

"Maybe geniuses are always ill-fated. Now that he wakes up, when will you go to see him?"

"I called his hospital. He is fit to meet guests and I will rush over as soon as possible."

Sloan sneered and turned off the radio. "He seems to be threatening you in the air."

Song Ya smiled and thought about it, no, this won't work, he didn't want to give a chance or forgive this person.

At the same time, Cochrane had arrived in Chicago on an early flight. He took a taxi and drove straight to Goodman and Hamlin Law Firm, just above the A+ Records that had not yet moved.

"Ugh!"

They were all peers. When the elevator door opened, he understood that there were no customers coming and going, and no company guards at the door. Only some law firm employees gathered at the door to chat and look suspiciously.

"Mr. Cochrane." An employee recognized him.

He ignored the other party and pushed open the concealed door, except for the shiny gold nameplate of Goodman and Hamlin Law Firm. The ground was all broken or intact A4 paper. Some employees sorted it out at the workstation. With his personal belongings, he walked to the former naming partner's office in Hamlin, which was also full of mess.

Maybe it was because he was walking too quickly. Many of Hamlin's personal belongings and the wine in the wine cabinet were still there, and there was a faint smell of burnt things in the air.

"Why bother..."

Cochrane said to himself, looking at Goodman's office opposite, "Jimmy?"

Goodman's brother Jimmy was stepping blankly on the floor with blank papers, in a daze.

It\'syou, it\'syou, it\'sallforyou

It's you it's you for you

EverythingIdo

I can do everything

Itellyouallthe

I always say that

The place with you is heaven

Tellmeallthethingsyouwanttodo

Tell me all the things you want to do

Iheardthatyoulikethebadgirls

I heard you like bad girls

Honey, isthattrue?

Is that true dear?

"Ms. Finn, push harder, push harder!"

In the obstetrics and gynecology hospital near Highland Park, the midwife encouraged Xue Linfen, who was getting wet on the delivery bed. Her relatives gathered outside in twos and threes, talking nervously to each other about the news of the child's father's miraculous awakening last night.

"Wow..."

It went well, but not long after, there was a baby crying loudly~www.wuxiaspot.com~It's really a girl, have you figured out a name? Ms. Finn. Asked the midwife, afraid of hitting the baby.

"Well, Sansa, her name is Sansa, Sansa Song." Xue Linfen replied with satisfaction.

It\'sbetterthanIeverevenknew

This is much better than I expected

Theysaythattheworldwasbuiltfortwo

People say that this world only exists for two kinds of people

Onlyworthlivingifislovingyou

If I love you, I live worthy

Babynowyoudo

Baby that's you

Singingintheoldbars

Humming in the old bar

Swingingwiththeoldstars

Swing with the old singer

Livingforthe

A life of fame and fortune

Kissinginthebluedark

Kissing in the melancholy night

Playing billiards and darts

Video

And video games

"I'll go to Tribeca to get you some clothes, try it."

Mariah Carey asked the assistant to put down the travel bag, took out an Armani suit from it, and helped her ex-husband put it on.

Song Ya slowly tilted his head to look at the drooping shoulder pads on both sides, and raised his arms, as if a child had stolen an adult's clothes, the sleeves were empty, and a long stretched out, and the torso was even more ventilating.

"Hehe, it looks like I'm going to buy a new one."

Mariah Carey couldn't bear to look at his lonely look, and forced a smile to joke.

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