This time, the medical room had two more people than usual.
Wen Ze and Gao Chongting.
Since the concert was held in Guangzhou, they naturally came to the venue as well.
After the first song ended, they also came to the backstage medical room under Cheng Yudie's lead.
Only…
"Cough! Cough cough cough! ! !"
Before they even got close to the medical room, a heart-wrenching cough suddenly rang out, breaking the surrounding silence.
They paused slightly, then quickly rushed into the medical room.
They saw Wen He kneeling on the ground in an extremely disheveled state.
His body trembled non-stop from the violent coughing.
The blood was like brilliant fireworks blooming in the night sky, continuously gushing from his mouth, splattering on the cold ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.
His hands were stained bright red with blood.
One hand struggled to support himself on the cold floor, while the other tightly gripped the oxygen mask.
He seemed to want to relieve the pain by inhaling more oxygen.
After every three such violent coughs, he had to try his best to take a big gulp of oxygen.
But even so, it couldn't completely quell the suffocating pain.
At this moment, his face was twisted like a hideous beast.
Veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and his jaws were clenched tightly.
A low and hoarse sound came from his throat.
This miserable state made people feel pity and fear.
Just like that, time passed by, minute by minute.
This intense activity lasted for several minutes.
As his coughing gradually weakened, the shocking scene slowly faded away.
And Wen He, as always, was tormented and distraught.
He sat there blankly, his whole person like a soulless puppet, his eyes empty and dull, losing their former radiance.
Cheng Yudie and the others had already seen this scene countless times.
But Wen Ze and Gao Chongting hadn't seen such a shocking scene in a long time.
Even though they had witnessed it before.
But the current situation was obviously much more serious than before!
"Bro… Bro…"
Wen Ze could no longer suppress the pain in his heart.
He ran over with tears streaming down his face.
He tightly hugged Wen He, whose body was already soaked in blood.
Perhaps sensing the call.
He looked at Wen Ze in a slightly dazed manner.
"Bro… let's not sing anymore… let's not sing anymore… please… let's go home…"
Wen Ze never expected that Wen He's body would collapse like this.
It was as if his entire soul had been emptied.
"It's okay, Wen Ze, I can still hold on." Wen He smiled very reluctantly.
"No… don't sing anymore… you don't have many days left to live… at least before your life comes to an end… rest… rest a little, bro…"
"This is my choice, I don't regret it."
Hearing this, Gao Chongting turned to look at Cheng Yudie.
Then a bitter smile appeared on his face.
Cheng Yudie had always been with Wen He.
Even if they hadn't broken through that layer of window paper, they both deeply loved each other.
If even Cheng Yudie couldn't persuade him…
"Why, bro… why… you've already sung enough…"
Wen Ze's mind was overwhelmed by Wen He's miserable appearance.
He couldn't think rationally anymore, he just wanted Wen He to get better.
"I used to think I had sung enough and wanted to enjoy my few remaining years."
"But after seeing Yun Yun, I realized that there are still many people in the world who yearn for light."
"Before dawn arrives, someone must illuminate the night."
"Isn't that right?"
His heart was big, able to accommodate the world.
His heart was small, unable to accommodate himself alone.
He smiled gently, his smile warm and cruel.
… … … …
… … … …
"Before singing the second song, I want to apologize to you all."
"Due to my own state and emotional problems, I can't adjust in time."
"So I may not be able to provide you with a very good experience."
"But I will try my best to sing every song well and not disappoint everyone."
"The second song is called 'Nanshan Nan'."
(Nanshan Nan — Ma Di)
After Wen He took the stage for the second time, he first solemnly apologized to everyone, and then began to prepare to sing the second song.
He also knew that his condition would obviously be much worse than the first concert.
Not only did he say fewer words, but the emotions he showed on his face were also relatively poor.
However…
The audience at the scene was not happy to hear this.
[Who! I want to see who dares to blame Wen He! What audacity! Wen He is already dying of illness, and he is still inviting everyone to watch the concert for free. If anyone dares to whine, I will fly up and tear his mouth apart!]
[Wen He doesn't need to apologize to anyone. It is our blessing and luck to be able to come to the venue and listen to you sing. Even if you don't sing later, no one will blame you. Please don't blame yourself, we all love you!]
[If we blame you, will you stop singing? If so, then I'm going to start going crazy now.]
[It doesn't matter if we don't listen, as long as you are well, it is the greatest reward for us.]
[If Wen He could listen, the second concert wouldn't have been opened so quickly. That's just how he is, so silly and stupid. He knows he won't live long, and every time he finishes singing a song, he will experience pain, but he still pretends to be okay, and is afraid that we will see it. It's really… so silly and stupid…]
In this era of information explosion.
And Wen He is the leading figure of this era.
His every move will be infinitely amplified.
The lie that he is hiding from everyone that there is a medical team so it's okay to sing is easily exposed.
Now, let alone his poor emotional state.
Even if he suddenly fainted or died directly on the stage, everyone had thought about it.
After all, his current state is really so bad that even makeup artists can hardly cover it up.
Wen He also knew this well, so he didn't plan to quibble, but directly stated that his condition was indeed terrible, and asked everyone to be tolerant.
"You are snowing heavily in the sunny south~"
"I am spring all year round in the cold night of the north~"
"If there is time before dark~"
"I want to forget your eyes~"
"I can't finish a dream in my whole life."
As Wen He's slightly vicissitudes voice entered everyone's ears.
They no longer thought about those things, but focused all their attention on this song.
This will be the greatest respect for Wen He.
Since Wen He chose to hold a concert under such painful torment.
Then it is enough to show that he has a very strong obsession and importance to this matter.
After all, no one in this world likes pain.
