A Comatose Surgeon Reborn in the 1970s, Wielding a Hunting Knife to Protect His Family

"Vegetative Surgeon, Soul Travels to Seventy Years and Holds a Hunting Knife to Protect the Family" Prediction of the lyrics of the first version of the theme song "The Dreaming" Lyrics: The memories of childhood are unforgettable, and the pain of losing a loved one is haunting me. The so-called aristocratic background that everyone envies actually implies the shadow of a sword. Indifference and avoidance have become my daily background. The cold scalpel can warm my heart when I touch it. See the reluctance of the patient on the operating table, and the expectations of the family members with tears and smiles outside the operating room. For that moment, which I could only participate in and feel, I made myself busy becoming a top warrior. Until the moment I fell down, I was still thinking about it "Saved another one" I saw myself lying on the hospital bed, my heart was beating and I was breathing, but all five senses were lost and I became a vegetative state. The soul was in despair, trying its best to burrow into the body, thinking that it would be helplessness and despair from now on. Unexpectedly, the earth's magnetic field sucked me into the 1970s, into remote villages and backward houses. I originally thought I would be in a terrible mood. The mountains are covered with snow and become a vast expanse of white, and the heart becomes peaceful and distant. Grandma's loving smile, the light in my second brother's eyes when he was reading, and the sewing in my little sister's hands warmed my heart. My little brother is naughty and funny, and very cute. The cold wind howled in the room, but I slept peacefully and peacefully on the kang. In fact, happiness is nothing more than this, and the happiness I want is only this, to be able to fight for them, to protect the safety of my family, and to have that smiling woman holding a spoon in her hand. The fragrance of the soup warms my stomach and my heart. I thought it would be great to live my life like this, but God played a trick on me again. When I woke up in the hospital bed, she was no longer around to cook soup for me. I was alive, but my heart was cold, my stomach was cold, and I was suffering from depression and anorexia. So what if you come from a top family? So what if the residence is resplendent? Even though he is well-dressed and well-fed, he can only smile bitterly and despair! There is no longer a stable kang with air leakage from all sides, nor is there any homely soup that warms my heart, and she is dedicated to cooking soup for me. Life is once again dead and confused... Until one day, a familiar aroma of food floated in the distance... Only then did I understand in my heart that a big dream healed me in my childhood, just to meet you and meet her... Final version lyrics: [Expression] Finalized complete lyrics (strictly aligned with the melody|"The Dream" - the theme song of the novel) Genre: Nostalgic and soulful ballad|B key|♩=72 (Prelude: 8 beats, the acoustic guitar gently decomposes, and the piano falls here and there) Verse 1 Old childhood emotions are engraved in my heart The pain of losing a loved one is still lingering The world is envious of the family's glory Hide half a lifetime of sword shadow and frost Used to treat indifference as normal The cold sword light clears all the vicissitudes of life I have seen the world separated and panicked I also hope that the fireworks will reunite with the warm sun Verse 2 Fang Cun surgery platform rushed to rush Years of rest turn into running around Working hard day and night to keep people safe The original intention has never been forgotten Wait until the body and mind suddenly collapse Sleeping silently, isolated from all directions There is still one breath left and the world is full of ups and downs Only the soul is left trapped in despair pre-chorus Who would have thought that years would pass by The magnetic field is dislocated and falls into the old hometown Seventy-year wind and snow covered the desolation Poverty in the mountains and plains washes away the melancholy Chorus 1 The mountains are covered with snow and covered with silver frost Fireworks in the world are gentle and magnanimous Grandma's kind-faced younger brother Minglang My family's lights warm my cold heart The shabby house leaks and the cold night is long A peaceful pillow, longing for this life I am willing to hold the sword to protect the four directions Protect the world's health every year Bridge section Just in time for a beautiful woman to cook soup A meal warms the stomach and warms the mood I thought the rest of my life would be ordinary The years stay together peacefully without any harm At the end, a big dream suddenly arises The hometown woke up with only empty rooms left The wealth and prosperity are all false No more fireworks to warm my chest Chorus 2 What's the harm in having a happy family? The gold house and the jade eater are left desolate No more leaky houses, a stable heated kang No more smoke and fragrance every year Half life depressed, half life confused Loneliness in the world has nowhere to hide A scent of rice comes to visit from afar Only then did I know that the big dream brought me love Final sentence (gradually slow) Cross me, cross my past Spend my life with my soul (Ending: The guitar slowly dissipates, and a single note from the piano falls gently) Echoing Chapter 7 Jealousy: Why is this guy running into town causing trouble when he has nothing to do? Lin Ye knew what he was doing and silently said in his mind, "Yeah! I understand. If you encounter an opportunity, you have to kick this person out of the medicinal material acquisition station to eliminate the danger and prevent future troubles." Lonely Soul [... It seems like you, kid, are not just good at treating illnesses and rescuing people. You still have some emergency measures when necessary] Doctor Lin Ye said calmly: "Do you think that the heir to a medical family who is the heir of an imperial physician is so easy to do? If I didn't have some ingenuity and means, I might not have lived to be twenty-two years old; but I was still careless. I suspected that there was something wrong with the cup of tea that the assistant handed me before the last operation... Although I only drank two mouthfuls of water at that time... Forget it, now that I'm here, no matter how much I say, it will be a waste..." Lonely Soul [It seems that life is not easy for you, a young master from a rich family]