The Healing Life of a Music Genius - Chapter 155



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Time passes slowly.

With only the humming sound of a ventilator coming from somewhere filling the hospital hallway, no one was passing by.

one hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

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The two people sitting on the bench in front of the operating room quietly looked at the indicator light that said ‘Operation in progress’.

Surgery taking longer than scheduled.

The first person to open his mouth was a man.

“It’ll turn out okay.”

The woman nodded slowly.

“that’s right. “I’m sure it will work out.”

In a way, these words are like a promise.

Although they knew that many doctors thought Emma Wood’s surgery had a 50-50 chance of success, the child’s parents were taking the situation positively. I looked at everything with positive eyes.

From the US to Australia.

From Australia to Singapore.

I’m so thankful that Emma endured it well during this time.

so······.

Now, Emma just needs to give herself strength for one more step.

Some people looked at the Wood family and said they were betting too much on a glimmer of hope, and others said they should spend more time building memories with Emma.

But I couldn’t give up that easily.

Emma’s father and mother believed she would get better.

When I came to Singapore, I experienced some amazing things.

For the first time, there was something Emma wanted to learn.

Emma made her first friend.

Emma’s favorite pianist performed a charity performance at the Singapore National Hospital.

And that too the day before surgery.

Emma’s parents didn’t think this was all a coincidence.

so.

I wanted to be sure that Emma would eventually get better.

“Emma said she wanted to live on her own. “That will be a big help.”

“that’s right.”

“Pianist Seojin Han created that kind of heart in Emma.”

“that’s right.”

“so······.”

“I’m sure it will work out. So let’s wait a little longer.”

Now, five hours have already passed since the surgery began.

The two remained silent again and began to pray silently.

* * *

A metronome made of wood.

I don’t know why, but it was something that kept catching my eye.

There were some clumsy aspects to it that it could have been carved by a craftsman, and it had a luxurious aspect to it that it could have been roughly made.

Smoothly sanded wooden surface.

Although it was a metronome that showed signs of age, all surfaces of the wood were still shiny.

I took a closer look at the metronome.

The name of the manufacturer or workshop might have been engraved on it, but there was no trace.

There seemed to be no way to find out the source of this item.

‘It’s a shame.’

So I decided to just use the metronome’s original function.

When the mainspring is wound and placed on the piano, the needle moves at a certain beat and makes sound.

I tried playing the piano at a tempo similar to the human heartbeat.

A new song I started composing.

I was usually able to play without using a metronome, but today I felt more comfortable with the metronome sound.

‘Interestingly enough.’

Before I knew it, Soo-yeon had come near me and declared herself an audience member.

Since I’m only playing briefly while composing, I might get tired of the repetitive melody, but I stick with it until the end.

He opens the book in front of him and carefully turns the pages while glancing at me.

So carefully that you can barely hear the sound.

He was truly a very considerate younger brother.

After completing the work to some extent, Su-yeon plays her favorite song, and Dodo notices it and comes up to the piano.

Then he asks about the metronome.

“brother. But are you still using the metronome today? I don’t usually use it. “Except when I first played it.”

Perhaps because she was always with me, Suyeon seemed to know my practice habits well.

“Because we need to keep the beat like this once in a while. And I also liked this gift.”

“okay?”

“Thanks to Su-yeon for making good friends, I got to know good people. “It was a gift from Sooyeon’s friend’s parents, so I don’t know if her brother secretly wanted to use it as well.”

“Umm. I see As expected, my brother is very considerate. I met you because you are my friend. I wrote this because it was a gift from my friend’s parents. And he also plays what I like. “I think you’re a really cool person.”

Soo-yeon smiles brightly.

I lightly pinched Suyeon’s cheek.

“Funny. He just did it because his brother wanted to do it. and······.”

“and?”

There was something I learned naturally while going to and from the hospital.

How sick is Emma Wood?

And the fact that Emma would be undergoing surgery by now.

Rumors about the ‘child’ receiving treatment in room 907, where I stayed, were easily heard within the hospital.

I stroked Suyeon’s head.

“no. “Let’s talk later.”

“What? What?”

Tomorrow evening we leave Singapore.

I’m not sure what kind of outcome awaits me, but I thought it would be nice if there was a situation where I could tell this story to Suyeon in a good way.

Here in Singapore.

Because miraculous things often happen.

* * *

On a very beautiful island.

Unlike usual, the girl who was running around, swimming, and singing sits still and looks at the sunset.

I speak quietly to myself as I look at the setting sun.

“I had so much fun today. “I feel like I really had fun.”

“that’s right. You said so. “They said I shouldn’t be here.”

“But will I really forget this memory?”

“I think that would be a little disappointing.”

“I am······.”

“I want to learn to play the piano. “I heard such great performances before I came here.”

“It was beautiful. “Like the scenery here.”

“That pianist warmed my heart.”

“yes. “That’s why I wanted to learn to play the piano.”

“The sun is already setting. “I can even see the moon rising.”

“This seems like a really amazing place.”

“thank you. “Thank you for staying with me for a day.”

“Then I’ll just leave.”

The child who had been talking for a while stood up.

Then he said hello.

“good bye. “A kind man.”

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Singapore National Hospital Central Operating Room.

As soon as the door opens, the two people quickly get up from their seats.

“What about surgery?”

An urgent question from a man.

The doctor, who was leaving there with a tired expression on his face, looked at them and slowly opened his mouth.

“I’ve explained to you before that Emma’s situation is 50/50. It is such a difficult surgery. however······.”

The doctor took a deep breath.

And smiled slightly.

“Luckily Emma held up well. Thanks to that, she overcame the crisis. Emma will wake up soon too. She has worked hard all these years. father. mother.”

After hearing the words they had been waiting for, the two people hugged each other and burst into tears.

They kept saying thank you to the doctor.

Feeling grateful to the musician who gave courage to the child.

Thinking of the wonderful child who gave me strength.

I finally reached the greatest moment of my life.

* * *

I heard good news.

The story is that Emma’s surgery was completed successfully, and Emma, ​​who regained consciousness, is now recovering in the intensive care unit.

This was what I heard directly from Emma’s parents.

After much thought, I decided to tell Suyeon this too.

This is Sooyeon, who considers Emma her friend.

As good as the results were, I thought it would be better to be honest.

Soo-yeon, who was startled by the story and shed tears like chicken shit at first, gradually calmed down.

“then······. You’re saying that Emma will become healthier in the future, right? therefore······. “I won’t keep crying…”

“Our Sooyeon is dignified, isn’t she?”

“huh. The reason I cry is… Even Emma will hate it…”

Suyeon has become more courageous just because she is one year older.

Now that I think about it, it seems like I’ve grown a lot in height.

Around lunchtime, Emma’s father came to visit the hotel where we were staying.

He told me on the phone that he was taking a flight to Korea this evening, but he wanted to see me one more time before that.

And Suyeon too.

Emma’s father knelt down and was at eye level with Suyeon.

He said he was truly grateful to Suyeon.

“I just… “She’s Emma. She’s just friends with her sister.”

“I’m thankful for that. Suyeon. thanks. thank you.”

Emma’s father gave Suyeon a lion doll as a gift, and Suyeon, who received the gift, smiled brightly and handed Emma’s father a letter.

“What is this?”

“This is a letter for Emma. “Please tell me later.”

“······ so. okay. “I will definitely tell you.”

Emma’s father came to shake my hand as I was trying hard to interpret what the two people were saying.

When I hold his hand, he smiles brightly.

“Thank you. “I don’t even know how to repay this favor.”

“I haven’t done anything great.”

“no. The pianist was really helpful to us. I will remember the pianist for the rest of my life. So, if anything happens, please contact me at any time. “I will help in any way I can.”

The person who even handed me a business card.

Because of that, I had to tell them several times that there was no need to feel burdened.

Emma’s mother was said to be in the hospital, but it seemed like she wouldn’t be able to leave for a long time, so Emma’s father said he would go back to the hospital right away.

Just before we parted ways, I asked a question about the wooden metronome.

Something that kept bothering me.

I was secretly curious about the source of this item.

“ah! that is······. “It was so long ago that I don’t remember exactly.”

He said he received it from a musician he met while hitchhiking.

He said he couldn’t even remember his name because he met him briefly and in passing.

“is that so.”

“yes. sorry. “If I remember anything, I will contact you again.”

“no. “I was just curious.”

We said our goodbyes with regret, and Emma’s father soon left the hotel lobby.

He promised that he would come see my performance with Emma if he got the chance.

A new relationship that was created in a strange way.

Singapore was a truly amazing country to me.

* * *

A wide plain with only dust blowing around.

In the middle of the long stretch of road in the middle, a man was pressing his temple.

“After all, the car stopped here. Does this make sense? “I don’t think there are any public phones nearby…”

There is not much time left until the performance rehearsal.

Plus, all I had right now was a guitar case.

Of course, it wouldn’t be a big deal if the producer wasn’t on site, but since today’s performance was a combination of an unknown composer and an unknown singer, there were a few things to worry about.

One car showed up in 10 minutes.

“I’m not a bad person! I am a really good person! “I’ve lived my life doing only good deeds until now!”

The man muttered and stuck out his thumb, but the car just whizzed by.

He was a man who thought that there had been news about robberies around here recently.

He pressed his temples once again and walked along the road.

If you walk to the concert hall like this, it may take several hours.

Like that, the fourth and fifth cars passed by in a hurry.

The man thought nothing would happen if he continued like this, so he took out an acoustic guitar from his guitar case.

Although it may look strange, I tried playing the guitar so as not to look like a bad person.

Although I had to rest in between because my left wrist was in bad condition.

The 6th vehicle passes by without notice.

and.

The seventh car finally stops.

A car that even reverses.

A young-looking man holding the steering wheel asks a man holding a guitar.

“Where are you going?”

“You just have to go to the downtown area. “I think I can catch a taxi there.”

“Then get on. “We were on our way too.”

“Thank you very much!”

A man puts away his guitar and gets into the back seat.

A young man was driving the car, and a young woman was in the passenger seat.

Sure enough, they said they were lovers.

The man asked his lover’s understanding and then looked at the sheet music.

A new song I created this time.

There were a lot of things to coach the singers during rehearsals.

‘I wish I had a little more time to practice. ‘How can this damn agency schedule a performance before the song even comes out?’

A situation I don’t like at all.

However, I had no intention of just complaining.

As before.

All I had to do was create great music.

After driving for about 30 minutes, the downtown area finally came into view.

The man, who had been chatting affectionately with his lover the entire way here, stopped his car near the taxi stop.

Then, talk to the man in the back seat.

“I guess there’s a performance today. “I see you in such a hurry.”

“It’s not like that. Actually, I’m a producer. The performance will be performed by my singer. Rather, I don’t know how to repay this favor. Thank you so much for your help.”

“I haven’t done anything great.”

“Still. “Can you please wait a moment?”

The man opened his wallet.

but.

Since the man had to take a taxi right away, I couldn’t give him this small amount of money.

‘But I can’t give you a guitar…’

The man then had a bright idea.

He opened the guitar case and took out a small wooden box.

This is something I planned to give to a singer or artist I like in the future.

I thought that this metronome, hand-carved from wood, would provide some return.

The man handed the wooden box to the man in the driver’s seat.

“Please accept this at least. This is a metronome that I carved myself. “It’s a one-of-a-kind item.”

“ha ha ha. it’s okay. “Because we are not music people.”

“Still, I hope you will accept it. It will definitely be worth it. “If you go to a pawn shop and sell it, you will be able to get at least the cost of a meal.”

As the man speaks earnestly, the lovers make eye contact.

The two people started laughing.

The man in the driver’s seat eventually accepted the wooden box.

“You seem like a good person.”

“you’re welcome. “You drove me all the way to this far place…”

The man in the back seat apologized for not even asking my name until now, and politely asked for my name.

The man in the driver’s seat smiles.

“My name is William Wood.”

“I think Mr. Wood is a better person for driving me this far. “I will never forget this grace for the rest of my life.”

“haha. There is no need for that. Then what about that one? What’s your name?”

“I am······.”

The man in the backseat spoke confidently as he organized his guitar case.

“My name is Mark Miller. He is a producer who will soon become famous in the United States. “He is still unknown and is having a hard time.”

“okay. Nice to meet you. Miller… “You said Mr.?”

“yes. you’re right. Nice to meet you. Mr. Wood.”

Miller got out of the car and looked at them through the window.

A young couple who seemed to get along very well.

I thought that perhaps those two might even get married.

With the name William Wood in the back of his mind, Miller took a taxi to the concert hall.

And then I thought to myself. It was an idea that Miller had kept since the days when he learned piano from many great masters.

‘A relationship that has come to me must always be cherished. Because amazing things are always created from that kind of relationship. Mr. Wood. I hope I can see you again someday. It will be better after I become famous.’

* * *

“······ I must always cherish the relationships that have come to me.”

“huh? “What are you saying?”

Suyeon’s question.

It seemed like I was talking to myself without realizing it.

“no. Suddenly those words came to mind. The relationships that have come to me should always be cherished. But Sooyeon is already doing that. “Because she already cherishes her older sister Emma, ​​whom she met by chance.”

“Hi-Hi. That’s because we’re friends. Sister Emma, ​​I hope you get out of the intensive care unit quickly. Then you will be able to make video calls. “I’ve never done it before, so I want to do it quickly.”

Su-yeon borrows her mother’s cell phone and has a lot of work to do.

Thanks to this, my parents were contemplating for a long time whether they should buy Suyeon a cell phone or not.

At Singapore International Airport, reporters and audience members who had seen the performance at the Esplanade were there to see me off.

Feeling grateful that this was something I was starting to get used to, I talked to them.

I looked back before entering the departure hall.

Here in Singapore…

I felt like I was coming back with so much inspiration.

Just expressing this inspiration in sheet music seemed like it would keep me busy for a while.

After completing check-in and waiting for a while, we boarded the plane.

The plane took off safely without any problems.

Thanks to this, I smiled without realizing it.

The numerous lights of Singapore are visible from the airplane window.

Those various lights bathed in moonlight.

Each person has their own story…

It seeps into my songs and music little by little.