A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

When the song ended, some people were playing it on repeat faster than they could think.

The song had just ended when the intro began.

The comments section was also bustling with activity.

"Please allow me to express my feelings in the simplest terms right now, ahhhhhh! Is this the song we voted for? It was worth it! So worth it!"

"Having listened to traditional Chinese style music for ten years, I can confidently say that this song, 'The Prison Warden,' has directly stormed into my top three of traditional Chinese style music. The lyrics, music, vocals, and arrangement are all top-notch; there isn't a single weakness!"

"Brothers, I've been listening to rap for over a decade, and I was blown away by that rap. Who would have thought that rap in a traditional Chinese style song could be written like this? The pronunciation has the rhythm and intonation of opera recitation, the flow is incredibly steady, and every line of the lyrics is vivid. This rap wouldn't be out of place on any rap album!"

"From a professional perspective: the most impressive thing about this song is that it seamlessly integrates three completely different vocal systems—traditional opera, pop, and rap—into a single song, and the transitions between them are so seamless!"

"Acceptance Report: Su Fan's first performance in traditional Chinese style was passed, unanimously passed, and exceeded the required standard. Rock, pop, opera singing, traditional Chinese style, rap—what can't this guy do? I need an answer urgently!"

"Finally, a word of thanks: Thank you to the brother who suggested that Su Fan sing it himself. You are a hero in our ancient style music circle; I suggest we erect a monument to you!"

……

In the hospital ward, Ye Yun sat by Ye Yao's bedside, keeping her company and talking to himself.

"We searched many people around Xiao Xuan about the paternity report he left behind, but we couldn't find the specific child. However, we did find a pregnant woman named Liu Ruyan. We checked, and she did have a relationship with Xiao Xuan. Now, Grandpa wants to bring her home to take care of her."

Ye Yao lay quietly, as always, without any response.

Ye Yun was used to it. After a pause, she changed the subject: "By the way, that guy named Su Fan released another song. This time it's a traditional Chinese style song, and the reviews are really high right now. I'll play it for you!"

As he spoke, Ye Yun opened his phone and clicked on "The Prison Warden".

The song flowed gently from the phone.

As the song finished playing, Ye Yun reached for her phone when Ye Yao's hand moved very slightly.

Ye Yun froze.

She thought she was seeing things and tried calling softly, "Xiao Yao? Xiao Yao?"

Ye Yao did not react.

Ye Yun stared at the hand for a few seconds, his heart pounding.

So she quickly turned her phone back on and played "The Warden" again.

This time, she stared intently at Ye Yao's hand without blinking.

As the song played halfway through, Ye Yao's hand indeed moved slightly again.

This time, Ye Yun saw it clearly.

Her hands were trembling with excitement. She immediately pulled out her phone and called home: "Second Uncle! Xiao Yao is responding..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Sicheng's voice changed: "What?! I'm on my way to the hospital!"

Before long, almost the entire Ye family arrived at the hospital.

Including Liu Ruyan, whom Ye Yun had mentioned before.

As soon as everyone arrived, they surrounded Ye Yun and asked what had happened.

Ye Yun recounted what had just happened in detail.

"What did the doctor say?" Ye Beichen asked in a deep voice.

Ye Yun replied, "The doctor just checked me and said all the indicators are normal."

Ye Beichen pondered for a moment: "I'll call Master Zhang and see what he has to say."

After the call connected, Ye Beichen explained the situation. Zhang Lingyuan listened and slowly said, "This is a good thing. From a medical perspective, she has been in a coma for a long time. Now that she is responding to external sounds, it means that her neural pathways are starting to reactivate. In our terms, it means that her wandering consciousness has begun to try to return. The fact that her fingers can move means that her soul and body have reconnected."

"What should we do now?" Ye Beichen asked anxiously.

"Don't panic, and don't deliberately torment her. Just take care of her as usual. Now that this line of communication is open, things will be easier. I have my own arrangements. I will go over there again in a couple of days."

After hanging up the phone, the others rushed over and asked, "How did it go? What did Master Zhang say?"

Ye Beichen said, "The Taoist priest said he has his own arrangements. What we need to do now is take good care of Xiao Yao."

Liu Ruyan, who was standing to the side, spoke softly: "I haven't had much to do these days, let me keep Sister Yao company."

Ye Beichen waved his hand: "You're pregnant and about to give birth, so it's not suitable for you to do these things. What you need to do now is take good care of your pregnancy and give birth to your child safely."

A hint of loneliness flashed visibly in Liu Ruyan's eyes.

Everyone assumed that she was reminded of Ye Xuan's passing and that the sight of him triggered her emotions, which led to her reaction.

Ye Wangcheng and his wife quickly comforted her, saying, "Ruyan, don't be sad. You can't have emotional fluctuations right now; it's not good for the baby."

Liu Ruyan lowered her head and nodded gently.

Meanwhile, after hanging up the phone, Zhang Lingyuan turned to Xu Xingzhi and said, "Next time you go over, give that girl those two ginseng roots you brought."

Su Fan, who was standing nearby, asked, "Master, is Ye Yao getting better?"

"Yes, you're recovering very well. You can go and have a look when you have time."

"Okay, I'll go with you next time."

Three days later, Su Fan went to the hospital with his master and senior brother.

This time, everyone from the Ye family was present.

Zhang Lingyuan took a small cloth bag from Xu Xingzhi, opened it, and inside were two whisker-like objects.

He instructed the Ye family, "Arrange for someone to process this root. Simmer it over a low flame in water for three hours until the water reduces to a small cupful. Keep it warm and feed it to her in three doses. Remember, the fire must not be too strong, and the vessel must be an earthenware pot, not an iron one."

"Master, what is this?" Ye Beichen asked curiously.

Zhang Lingyuan said, "It's ginseng rootlets, and moreover, it's the rootlets of a hundred-year-old wild ginseng."

Upon hearing about the century-old wild ginseng, the Ye family members were all surprised. Just as they were about to express their gratitude, Zhang Lingyuan waved his hand and said directly, "There's no need to thank me. This ginseng was brought from the Northeast by Xiao Fan, and it just happens to come in handy now."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to Su Fan and expressed their gratitude one after another.

"President Su, the Ye family will remember this kindness!"

"I will never forget President Su's great kindness."

"From now on, if President Su ever needs anything from the Ye family, just say the word!"

……

Su Fan felt an indescribable awkwardness as he looked at the people in front of him.

However, he still responded politely to each question.

Liu Ruyan, who was standing to the side, also quietly thanked Su Fan.

Ye Yun introduced, "This is Xiao Xuan's ex-girlfriend, and she's pregnant now."