Chapter 1091 Calling

Before I knew it, it had been more than a month since I was shot. In February, Chicago was still cold, but there was a breath of spring, and the warm noon sun shone into the intensive care unit.

"Until you lose your lover, you still take it for granted, then everything you once had will no longer exist, but you are still a boy who doesn't understand anything..."

After Mariah Carey finished humming the last few words of IfIWereaBoy, she looked down at her little ex-husband's face at close range, "Oh!" She sighed in disappointment, and stuffed her hand back into the quilt.

She doesn't come often, but when she arrives, she will try her best to stay long enough, follow the doctor's orders, talk about the past with the man in a coma, sing commemorative songs for him and herself, although the doctor always says It continued to improve, but unfortunately she didn't feel it.

"What are they doing?"

She saw an old woman arguing with Goodman and Hamlin outside the glass wall of the ward.

"I don't know. It's for business. That old woman is a member of APLUS' dream lawyer team, and her name is Diane."

The female assistant put the things she bought on the bedside table. Hong Kong-style milk tea, pineapple buns, and egg tarts are all the signatures of a Chinese restaurant in Old Chinatown. The two have visited several times before.

"Um!"

She was hungry, took a big bite of the sweet pineapple bun, and nodded repeatedly, "It's delicious." While chewing, she let out a snort of enjoyment, and then took a few bites from the milk tea straw.

"Give it to me." She pointed to the female assistant's bag.

"It's only noon..."

"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows and glared at the female assistant.

The female assistant reluctantly took out a small portable wine bottle from her bag.

She unscrewed the bottle cap, poured a small half bottle into the milk tea, took another sip, and then smacked her mouth to be satisfied.

Song Ya frowned very slightly, and his index finger jumped under the quilt, but his ex-wife, who was focused on eating and drinking, didn't notice.

'Boom! '

Diane Lockhard suddenly pushed the door open, walked straight to the bed, and leaned over to stare at the man's face at a close distance.

Mariah Carey was taken aback, thinking that her ex-husband wouldn't even eat such an old woman, would he?

"Come on, Diane, I'm going to call security." Goodman said leisurely at the door in a victorious gesture.

Diane didn't say a word, and took away the hand on the back of Song Ya's hand, "You will regret it." He said something to Goodman and strode away.

"Miss Kelly, the visiting time is coming soon." Goodman reminded before closing the door.

"Oh, right now!"

She dealt with the pineapple buns, egg tarts, and picked up the milk tea, "Mike, clean up." She gestured to old Mike to make a mess and went out, "Huh? Mr. Estefan?"

In the corridor, I met the head of the Latin gang from Sony Columbia Records, followed by a Latin woman, not his wife Gloria, "Shakira? Right?"

She recognized the other person, who sang Spanish songs, and she had no competition with her, but...she subconsciously looked at him vigilantly.

"Hello, Miss Kelly." Shakira was much shorter than her, and it was a bit lacking in aura for DIVA who looked down on her.

Forget it, it's all ex-husbands, "Huh!" Mariah Carey rolled her eyes at Estefan, and passed the two of them.

"He has two more companies to go public this year, American Music Site and 3DFX."

Estefan entered the door with a happy face, took a few glances at Song Ya, and asked Shakira, "Final confirmation, you haven't dated anyone else except him at the end of last year, right?"

"No! How many times do you want me to answer!? I've been living in Highland Park." Shakira sadly touched Song Ya's forehead and sat down beside the bed, "You...what are you doing?"

She saw Estefan look back at the old Mike who was cleaning the bread crumbs and wrapping paper, then suddenly reached out and pulled a few strands of Song Ya's hair, "I heard that the latest paternity test technology can use hair Do.

"The two talked in Spanish the whole time, knowing that the old man couldn't understand.

"He! His eyes moved!" Shakira noticed that Song Ya's eyelids were trembling, and jumped up excitedly and shouted.

"The doctor said it's normal." Old Mike sighed, he had gradually gotten used to it.

"Oh." Shakira sat down again in disappointment.

"APLUS has one child with Mariah Carey, and two with Xuelin Fen. The little Jon on Xuelin Fen's side may be his illegitimate child with another woman... Otherwise, it doesn't make sense if the timing doesn't match!"

Estefan put Song Ya's hair in his wallet, and analyzed it in Spanish like a machine gun: "Now the media thinks that after the two companies go public, his net worth is likely to break through one billion dollars, one billion dollars! Mi Dao! It’s unbelievable! I have to find a way, find a way to find out how he arranged the will, it stands to reason that he will be very generous to the children..."

"Hey! Don't tell me these dirty calculations please? It was just an accident..."

Shakira touched her stomach.

"Okay, okay, don't say it, I won't say it. But he must not be able to sing the theme song of the World Cup. The song WeAreOne he created, you remember all the lyrics and music, right?" Estefan changed the subject.

"Well, we practiced together." Shakira nodded, recalling the sweet past of the two.

"Now that's the case, I've spoken to Linda who manages his unreleased song and Linda won't license that song to us, but it doesn't matter. We can use this song to impress FIFA first, and I'll find someone else. A popular Latin male star replaced his aria, and forced you to publish the English and Spanish versions, and then slowly filed a lawsuit with A+ Records... Linda can't inherit his full influence, the time is just right, after you give birth Standing on the stage of the World Cup in 1998, the position in the Latin region will be completely established!"

Estefan said: "Of course, the premise is that APLUS can't wake up, or can't wake up in time."

"He will wake up!" Shakira retorted firmly.

"Of course, of course, I mean extreme situations. In short, life goes on, and you have to think about your own future." Estefan said.

"I said……"

Old Mike came back after cleaning and said, "The reason you are allowed to visit is to try all ways to wake him up. If you come in and only want to chat in a language he doesn't understand, then I will ask you to go out."

"I'm sorry, Mike." Estefan apologized and went out, "You can talk to him more about the past."

"Remember the first time we met? APLUS..."

Shakira switched to English to confide, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.

When her visiting time was coming to an end, Xue Linfen took little Robb to the outside of the ward. Through the glass, she happened to see the Latin girl holding Song Ya's hand and pressing it to her stomach.

This scene made her eyes turn cold.

"Mam! It hurts!" Robb screamed as she squeezed his hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby, mom won't let you get hurt, I swear..." She squatted down with difficulty holding her big belly and apologized to her son.

Slowly but surely, time ticked by, and spring in Chicago finally arrived.

Amy, Mira, Halle, old brothers, men and women come and go, sing, talk, tell jokes, gossip, cry and laugh in the ward, tried everything possible, Song Ya's body The reaction is indeed slowly improving, but it still hasn't woken up.

One day, after the nurses did a complete set of cleaning work and rehabilitation training as usual, they slowly lowered the standing bed and left silently.

"Please come in."

Old Mike also lost his confidence more and more. Out of the mentality of going to the doctor in an emergency, the range of people he allowed to visit became wider and wider. This time, several black people were included.

"puff!"

When Quincy Jones entered the door and saw the little Nger lying on the bed, he almost laughed out loud on the spot. He covered his mouth, lowered his head and coughed twice to cover up.

"Daddy!" Rashida glared at him reproachfully, and sat down by the bed without hesitation.

"Has he always been like this?" Will Smith, the popular black star, asked.

"I heard it is. I warned him long ago, but he didn't listen. Look, it came true, right?"

Quincy Jones rolled her eyes at the baby girl who started to shed tears, "This is the last time I see you, I warn you! What is there to miss about this kind of man, the most important thing for you now is to go back to Harvard to finish Studying, and then going to law school, just like that Michelle's husband, he is already a senator in the Illinois State Assembly! The whole family belongs to you, the most promising, don't let me down!"

"Hey! I'm here! Old man!"

Sister Kidada protested.

"Forget it."

"Old bastard!"

"Hey... By the way, Will, your new record appointment..." Quincy Jones turned to chat with his lover Will Smith about business.

Old Mike watched coldly and found that none of them except Rashida came to visit the patient sincerely. "Please go out and talk about irrelevant matters." He warned.

"OK, OK." Quincy Jones raised his hands in surrender.

"Let's go out first."

Jada Pinkett, who plans to marry Will Smith this year, pulls her fiancé outside, "Are you ready to say yes to that old guy?" She whispered, "Frankly, I've put up with him for a long time."

Jada Pinkett is a classmate of 2PAC, and had a relationship with 2PAC. She is a well-known black actress. She is much higher and smarter than 2PAC's last official girlfriend, Kidada Jones.

"Quincy is too greedy."

Will Smith nodded in agreement, "This year I won't renew the singer contract he took advantage of. At worst, I will turn against him like MJ and APLUS. It's just... I have to be prepared to be scolded by him for being ungrateful on various occasions in the future." , after all, he was the one who made me popular back then."

"Anyway, your career focus is now in Hollywood, so what are you afraid of?" Jada Pinkett encouraged.

"Hey! Will!" Quincy Jones, who was still in the dark, cheerfully followed.

The two had no choice but to squeeze out a smile and continue to deal with it hypocritically.

"What are you doing!?" Rashida, who was staying in the ward, was startled when she saw her sister put her hand into the quilt.

"What are you shouting about!? I wonder if the scale is the same as the rumors outside."

Kidada continued to grope, "ah!?" Suddenly he snorted in a complicated way, "There is a reaction? Wow... Wow! Wow!"

"I can't stand you, let's go!"

Rashida glanced at Old Mike, embarrassed to stay any longer.

"Goodbye, APLUS." Kidada clapped his hands, flicked his middle finger on Song Ya's forehead, "Don't pull me!" was dragged away by his sister.

"well!"

Old Mike looked at the backs of the group of people leaving, sighed, took out a book and sat down in front of the hospital bed, "Besides Snow White, you are the most beautiful person, but Snow White who lives in a neighboring country is more beautiful than you." Thousands of times more beautiful..."

"Okay, that's about all the test points about the constitution. I'll read the maritime law for you tomorrow, APLUS, goodbye."

A few days later, Jimmy put away the reference books, went out and shook his head at Old Mike.

"It's our turn? Come on, come here."

Seeing him coming out, Song Asheng called a strange Chinese man in a yellow gossip robe to get up and walk to the door.

"This won't work." Old Mike blocked it, pointing to the dagger in the man's hand.

"It's okay, wooden Mike, wooden one." Song Asheng gestured, "Look, you can't hurt anyone, don't you worry about me?"

Old Mike sighed, and let the two of them in sideways.

Ten minutes later, the fire alarm in the ward suddenly rang harshly.

"How can it be!? How can it be!?"

Song Asheng fled in a panic with the Chinese man with the flaming talisman stuck in his sword.

"SHXT!" Old Mike rushed in and saw that the automatic fire extinguishing nozzle had already drenched Song Ya on the bed into a drenched chicken.

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