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The meaning of these words is obvious, that is to say, Su Qingyun may have a crush on Xia Fan, so she especially admires his violin playing.

Su Qingyun blushed, and subconsciously blurted out.

"No! When I listened to him playing the violin, I still looked down on him, just like you now. I only...have personal feelings after listening to his music."

As soon as the words fell, knowing that he had slipped his tongue, his face blushed and he felt uneasy.

Xia Fan couldn't help being a little drunk with her delicate and flowery appearance, and those words touched his heart to some extent.

However, I immediately restrained my mind and told myself secretly: I have a wife, I have a wife...

Su Muxian was a little impatient.

"Okay, don't say too much, you take this young man out, Doctor Shang is right, he is only in his early twenties, how can he play such beautiful violin music?"

"I don't think I can compare to you, but you have won many violin competitions at home and abroad!"

"I don't believe it. This young man pulls harder than you. Go out and don't disturb the old man anymore."

Suddenly, he frowned and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Xia Fan had put the violin on his shoulders, and walked a few steps towards Su Yeshan, stood beside him, and gently pulled it up.

Su Muxian snorted coldly, and just wanted to ask someone to stop him, but he stopped involuntarily, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Next to him, Dr. Shang also widened his eyes suddenly, looking incredulous.

Su Qingyun smiled happily, shook her head and sighed softly: "Ah, it's so beautiful, what a song "The Butterfly Lovers"."

This song was the first one that Su Qingyun pulled.

In contrast, although she was pulling heartily, she looked a little stiff.

And the song that Xia Fan pulled out was mellow and moving, extremely lingering, slowly building a beautiful picture scroll in front of everyone.

After playing a song, everyone couldn't recover for a long time, immersed in this wonderful music.

Suddenly, Su Qingyun exclaimed in surprise: "Look, grandpa! Grandpa seems to have reacted."

Everyone looked over and was surprised!
Although the old man's body was still stiff and motionless on the back of the wheelchair, he turned his head slightly, looked at Xia Fan, and blinked his eyelids twice.

The shriveled mouth squirmed slightly, as if trying to say something.

Xia Fan said, "Give the old man some water."

Su Qingyun hurried to get the jujube and wolfberry water, and fed her grandpa two sips.

Xia Fan played the second song again.

After pulling, the old man's dull and lifeless eyes revealed a bit of light.

He finally opened his mouth wide and tried to say a good word.

Then, a look of hope appeared on his face.

The mouth kept opening and closing, as if to say something.

But the voice was too low, Su Qingyun hurried over, her ears almost pressed to her grandfather's mouth, and she finally heard clearly.

She quickly stood up and said excitedly: "Master, hurry up... quickly play a Russian violin piece, "Dark Night"! My grandpa...my grandpa wants to listen to this song."

Xia Fan nodded, and Xing Yun Liu Shui pulled it out again.

Afterwards, the old man's face was a little more bloody, his eyes were filled with light, and tears flickered.

He also raised a skinny hand, waved it lightly in the air, and sank completely into it.

He spoke again, and everyone heard what he said this time without Su Qingyun putting his ear to it.

Faintly, but clearly: "Little... lad, "Evening in the Suburbs of Moscow."

Xia Fan smiled slightly, and played another song happily.

The old man suddenly closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side.

Immediately, everyone was shocked, thinking what happened to him.

Then, he moved his head again, shaking his head, and tapped lightly with one hand on the armrest.

This is enjoying the beauty of music to the fullest.

At the same time, a few tears welled up in his eyes.

It is very possible that the old man remembered his first love.

Think of how you and your sweetheart loved each other in those war-torn days.

This scene deeply affects the people around.

Doctor Shang shook his head.

"I'm so forgetful when I'm old, but I don't forget lovesickness. The old man was inspired by these lingering violin music, which stimulated his emotions and stimulated his nerves, so...so he just came back to his senses."

"Although it's not too miraculous to say the least, music therapy has existed since ancient times, but in this case, it can still trigger such a miraculous effect, that's really... really rare."

At the request of the old man, Xia Fan played more than ten songs in one breath, which made Su Qingyun feel a little distressed.

Master is not tired!

But he was very happy to see his grandfather getting more and more energetic, and when he opened his eyes, his pupils were even more radiant.

Finally, the old man waved his hand.

"Okay, young man, you... played a total of fourteen songs for me. It's so hard for you, I haven't heard such a beautiful song for a long, long time."

As he spoke, his eyebrows danced with joy.

"Do you know... what state I was in before?"

"There is a large black fog around, emitting a rancid smell. I thought that I would die when I came to hell. Suddenly... I heard such a beautiful violin music."

"In my heart, there is a voice telling me, I can't die, go back to reality, there is still such good music and such beautiful scenery waiting for you."

"I was pulled back little by little. It's amazing, young man, where did you come from? The songs you pulled are no worse than the world's first-class masters."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a snap next to it!
Doctor Shang slapped himself.

Although it's just meaning, it's not serious, but it's enough to show his sincerity and excitement.

He felt a little guilty.

"Young man, I really looked down on you just now. It turns out that you are such a miraculous person, and you really... can play such an extraordinary violin piece!"

"You can really be called the master of masters, you are... you started practicing before you were born?"

Xia Fan smiled lightly.

"No, I started practicing when I was seven or eight years old. My mother taught me. She also likes the violin. At that time, she was the first violinist in a famous orchestra."

Speaking of this, I can't help remembering.

It was a good time when he was young, and his mother took him to teach the violin meticulously in the small garden full of flowers.

He is also very interested, and he pulls in order.

The father sat by and drank tea, constantly praising: "My son is really talented in playing the violin."

It's a pity that everything is in the past, and such a scene will never happen again.

Thinking of this, Xia Fan's heart was pierced.

Doctor Shang shook his head.

"Young man, then it means that you are very talented, you can be a doctor, and you can carry forward music therapy!"

"Look at your fourteen violin pieces, the old man has almost regained all his energy."

Xia Fan said humbly: "It's not that powerful, but the old man has indeed recovered well. This is also fate. I didn't expect to make the old man wake up."

Su Muxian was also full of excitement, although he was slapped in the face, he didn't care at all.

He strode over and held Xia Fan's hand tightly.

"Young man, I'm very sorry. I looked down on you just now. I really looked down upon you. If you hadn't insisted on playing the violin, I wouldn't have seen miracles!"

"I can't thank you enough for not being able to see my father become a sane man again."

As he spoke, tears welled up in the helm of the Su family, who was also considered a veteran of many battles.

The old man regained his sobriety. For him, both family affection and interests are extremely important.

Therefore, the gratitude and guilt towards Xia Fan are naturally like the water of the Yellow River, flowing endlessly.

He went on to say: "Young man, can you come and play violin music for my father in the future, to stimulate his nerves and keep him awake?"