Hospital No. 444

"See you at the hospital tomorrow."

"See you at the hospital tomorrow."

Dai Lin said goodbye to Gao Heyan and walked towards the hotel alone.

At this time, Dai Lin felt extremely heavy.

In any case, Yin Wuque had been kind to him. Yin Wuque also paid for David's spiritual healing point when he was admitted to the hospital.

But looking at it now, I am afraid that I and Yin Wuque will become opposites.

If it's just a factional fight within the hospital, that's it. But recalling the David in Nanming Village, Dai Lin must find a way to uncover the truth no matter what.

"Unless it's absolutely necessary, I really don't want to be an enemy of Vice President Yin."

"You think too much." Milan didn't understand what Dai Lin had to worry about. "Everything Yin Wuque did to you was just to use you. You didn't even see this, right? In this case, there is no need for you to have any psychological burden. Once your positions are hostile, you will naturally give priority to your own position."

"The Chinese have a saying that says, "There is no such thing as one's heart when it comes to deeds, and there is no saint when it comes to one's heart."

Milan was startled: "What did you mean just now? Why can't I understand?"

As a European, even if she learned Chinese, she would not be able to understand Dai Lin's Chinese sentences.

"To put it simply, no matter what Yin Wuque's original intention was, he helped me after all. We Chinese are so sophisticated after all. I know he has intentions, but it doesn't mean..."

"You Chinese people have really weird ideas." Milan sneered at Dai Lin's ideas: "What are you doing considering all these things? What matters is not whether Yin Wuque is a good person or a bad person, but whether his plan is not good for you. Xiao Children tell the difference between right and wrong, and adults tell the pros and cons. I remember this is also what you Chinese say."

At this moment, Dai Lin suddenly looked far away and was stunned.

"Milan! Hide my figure! Quick!"

At this time, five hundred meters behind a street in front of Dai Lin, he saw two familiar figures.

Milan's ability to hide can also work on people other than herself.

The two people Dai Lin saw were sitting in a private room of a coffee shop.

Those were two men.

One is in a suit and ties and is elegant, while the other is disheveled and has disheveled hair.

The former is Yinwuque!

The latter is Xie Chengjun!

"Vice President Yin? Vice Director Xie?"

These two people are actually in K City? Still so close to Kurotuchuan Road?

Dai Lin immediately headed towards the coffee shop!

Yin Wuque was watching a pianist playing the piano in the coffee shop.

Although he was in a private room, he asked the waiter to open the door so he could hear clearly.

He could tell that the other person was at about level 7 or 8 in piano. This level was nothing to him, but to ordinary people he was already a very powerful pianist. At least becoming a pianist and teaching piano to children is not a big problem.

"Dean Yin. Do you want to play some?" There was a puppy lying at Xie Chengjun's feet. Originally, pets were not allowed in the cafe, but Yin Wuque gave the store manager a tip and promised that the dog would only stay in the private room, and the store manager agreed.

"Me?" Yin Wuque raised his hands in a self-deprecating tone. These fingers were even more delicate and slender than women's. "These hands will only be used for surgery in the future, but... they will never be used to play the piano. "

"That's a pity." Xie Chengjun sighed, "Your piano skills will be a bit..."

"These are a pair of hands that kill people." Yin Wuque continued staring at his fingers, "Even a completely innocent child. I am worthy enough to use these hands to play music after doing such a thing. ? That’s blasphemy to music.”

Xie Chengjun said quickly: "Dean Yin, this... door is open..."

"Cheng Jun." Yin Wuque then looked at him and said, "You are the only true confidant I trust in the hospital. You should know... what I am going to do next."

"I will supervise the exam at the Oronne Hotel this time, right?"

"You understand, that's good."

Having said this, he cut the steak on the table, held it in his hand, and fed the puppy.

"Sungjun, if I have a choice, I really don't want to hurt anyone."

"You... don't have to explain this to me."

"When I was a child, when my fingers touched the piano keys for the first time, I was fascinated like crazy." Yin Wuque stared at the puppy eating steak in his palm, his eyes were extremely gentle, "But the price of touching the piano keys that time was, My hands were beaten to pieces."

At this time... Yin Wuque didn't notice at all that Dai Lin had entered the private room.

"Do you know the reason?"

"Why?" Xie Chengjun asked very cautiously.

Dai Lin was very surprised. Is this really the chatty Deputy Director Xie?

"My father has always been a very upright, to the point of being very pedantic."

"Um……"

"So, he didn't allow me to come into contact with anything related to entertainment, and he didn't allow me to make any mistakes in my travels. Even if I only deducted one point in the exam, he would force me to write a thousand-word self-reflection. ."

"You...are you kidding? Only one point was deducted..."

"He couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes, so he would rather be called ruthless and selfless in everything he did. My mother couldn't bear his character and left. When I was a child, I didn't even watch cartoons. It's always reflection, reflection, and reflection... For example, I can't talk while eating, or put my shoes on the wrong side. If I refuse to admit my mistakes, my father will choose to beat me. He unswervingly believes that education with a stick Only then can we produce outstanding children.”

"The most serious time my father got angry with me was when I asked my classmates to borrow money to listen to a musical when I was a child and then lied about going to the Children's Palace to review. What I didn't know was that my father had actually been arranging arrangements among my classmates. He had an informer and monitored everything I said and did. After that incident, my father scolded me why I listened to that kind of garbage music. Even if I wanted to listen to it, it would have to be red classic songs."

"My father firmly believed that suffering was right, and happiness seemed to be an absolute sin. The more miserable I was, the more successful he thought such an education would be. It wasn't until I took the high school entrance exam to another place that I had the opportunity to work on my own to learn piano. . At that time, I just thought that one day I could play it to my father and let him truly recognize me."

Yin Wuque cut another small piece of steak and gave it to the puppy.

"But I can never do it anymore." Yin Wuque said this and raised his hand, "I did the most intolerable and unforgivable behavior based on my father's character. I once failed to get a hundred points in the exam, I wrote hundreds of letters of apology for not folding the quilt properly, not getting up on time, etc., but no one will punish me for killing someone. Neither can my father."

"Your father..."

"Died. Myocardial infarction. He had high blood pressure in his early years, and he didn't take medicine on time. In the end, he suffered from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems. Until his death, he was unwilling to admit me, even though I was able to go to the city music industry. The level of performance on the stage is as good as that in the hall.”

At this moment, Yin Wuque suddenly clenched his hands tightly.

"If I die and see my father, how will he scold me and beat me? Even if I write another hundred letters of apology, the people I killed will not come back."

In his unbroken memory, he was domesticated by his father. No matter what he did, he would conditionedly consider how his father would judge his behavior.

If... he could learn piano earlier, his piano playing level might be even better. Perhaps, then he will have the opportunity to perform on stage with Shi Ling.

"I have always invited my father to come to my performances, but he never came. Once during a performance, I panicked because I played a wrong note. My father did not come to my performances, but he would know about it through others. Something. Just thinking about it drives me crazy... and then my fingers start acting up."

At this point, Yin Wuque's fingers started to tremble like a conditioned reflex.

"But Shiling, she said she appreciated my performance...she is a famous beautiful violinist who can have a huge poster hanging outside the concert hall. She plays the Italian Stradivarius violin, Every performance was met with thunderous applause. She came to me after the performance and said that she liked my performance. Although I played a wrong note, she watched all my performances. She even gave me some very expensive The music score gives me the opportunity to practice more.”

The trembling of Yin Wuque's fingers stopped at this moment.

"My piano skills have improved more and more because of her encouragement to me...At that time, no matter whether my father came to watch my performance or not, I would complete it in the best condition. Shiling and I composed new music together , and then the ensemble... For me, it was the best period of my life. Because of Shiling, I am who I am today, and I am what I am today!"