How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 447 Abandoned Son
Not long after, Fan Cheng returned to the ward with the doctor and nurses.

The doctor first observed Tian Yu's condition, then asked Fan Cheng what had just happened. After listening, he took out a flashlight and shone it on Tian Yu's pupils, and then asked Tian Yu to do a few simple movements.

Raise your hand, point to your nose, repeat simple sentences...

Tian Yu was either slow to react or completely uncooperative, only briefly focusing his eyes when the number "one million five hundred thousand" was mentioned.

The doctor's brow furrowed more and more, and in addition to the initial doubt in his eyes, there was now a hint of caution. He turned to Sun Shiping and said, "Mr. Sun, the patient's condition is not very optimistic. We need to do a brain CT scan and a cognitive function assessment to determine the specific situation."

"What else is there to confirm? He's just faking it!" Sun Shiping couldn't help but yell at the doctor. Then, to prove his guess, he turned to Tian Yu, who was fidgeting and had a stubborn look in his eyes, and said, "Alright, Xiao Yu, I'll give you the money right now. Just stop acting, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Yu immediately rushed over, grabbed Sun Shiping's collar again, and shouted, "Give me the money! Give me the 1.05 million!"

Sun Shiping was being strangled and could hardly breathe, feeling like he was about to suffocate. Fortunately, Fan Cheng and another henchman intervened in time and stopped Tian Yu's actions, otherwise he would have been strangled to death there.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sun Shiping clutched his neck, coughing incessantly. His face, which had turned bright red from holding his breath, took a while to recover. He looked at the doctor beside him and said, "See? I wasn't wrong, was I? He was faking it!"

The doctor didn't get angry because of the questioning, but calmly said, "Then give him the money and see."

Upon hearing this, Sun Shiping strongly suspected that the doctor had been bribed by Tian Yu, but in order to expose Tian Yu, he was willing to go all out.

It's just 1.05 million, right? He can give it to us. We'll see what the doctor says then.

"Xiaoyu, give me your card number, I'll transfer the money to you right now," Sun Shiping said.

"What transfer? I want money, give me back my money!" Tian Yu said, rushing towards Sun Shiping again.

However, Fan Cheng was prepared this time. He blocked Tian Yu halfway and reached out to hug him tightly.

Sun Shiping was startled by Tian Yu's appearance and unconsciously took a few steps back, his eyes full of confusion.

He clearly said he would transfer the money, so why is the other party acting so crazy? Are they addicted to acting?
The doctor noticed Sun Shiping's confusion, sighed, and said, "Unless you put 1.05 million yuan in front of him now and put an end to his obsession, he might calm down. Otherwise, he will probably continue like this."

Sun Shiping stood there dumbfounded. Transferring 1.05 million yuan was no problem, but where was he supposed to get 1.05 million yuan in cash right now?
Even if you go to the bank, you can't withdraw that much.

Even if you manage to gather the money and bring it over, just thinking about someone holding 1.05 million and staring blankly is a bit creepy.

"Doctor, let's examine him then," Sun Shiping said.

The doctor nodded and said nothing more, then had the nurse bring in the wheelchair to take Tian Yu for a check-up.

Upon seeing the wheelchair, Tian Yu immediately showed a resistant expression, pushing the nurse while saying, "Where are you taking me? I'm not going anywhere. I want to stay here and wait for Sun Shiping to return my money."

“…” Sun Shiping’s lips twitched, feeling that his lifelong reputation was about to be ruined.

The doctor approached Tian Yu and reassured him, "Don't be afraid, we're taking you to get the money."

"Withdraw money? Really?" Tian Yu's eyes lit up, and he stopped refusing.

"Yes, really." The doctor nodded.

Tian Yu stopped struggling and immediately sat obediently in the wheelchair, saying happily, "Let's go get the money. Sun Shiping owes me money, and I have to pay it back."

The doctor and nurses finally managed to push Tian Yu out of the ward, but Sun Shiping, worried that Tian Yu was conspiring with the doctor, followed them.

He refused to believe he couldn't see the flaw!
Tian Yu was quickly wheeled into the CT room.

Sun Shiping stood in the corridor, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart. He was worried that the doctor might try something underhanded while he was away, and he was also thinking about what to do if Tian Yu really got sick.

The former is fine; money can solve the problem. But if it's the latter, and netizens find out about it and link it to the fulfillment of a vow, he won't be able to clear his name at the Golden Melody Awards; he himself will suffer as a result.

The waiting time felt incredibly long; every second felt like torture.

A few minutes later, the nurse wheeled Tian Yu out of the CT room and began the next examination.

Sun Shiping followed him, hoping to find flaws in Tian Yu's performance, but the kid's acting was too good; there wasn't a trace of acting at all.

If he didn't know the kid inside and out, he would even suspect that the kid wasn't studying music, but acting.

An hour later, the doctor found Sun Shiping with the test results, his expression grave.

"How is it, doctor? Is he faking it?" Sun Shiping asked expectantly.

The doctor handed the report to Sun Shiping, shook his head and said, "It's not fake. The brain CT scan shows that the patient's hippocampus has slight atrophy, and his cognitive function score is far below the normal level. It is highly similar to the test results of his father, Tian Boyang. Both are cognitive impairment, which is commonly known as Alzheimer's disease."

"What did you say?" Sun Shiping grabbed the report and said in disbelief, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. I can understand that Lao Tian got this disease, but Tian Yu is only in his twenties. How could he have Alzheimer's? It's wrong. There must be something wrong with the equipment."

Although he couldn't understand the technical terms on the report, the words "cognitive impairment" were easy to understand.

“Mr. Sun, I understand your shock.”

The doctor sighed and patiently explained, "It is indeed very rare for someone in their twenties to be diagnosed with cognitive impairment, but it is not unprecedented. There are cases of early-onset cognitive impairment worldwide. The causes are quite complex and may be related to family history, gene mutations, or long-term unhealthy lifestyle habits or being under high mental stress."

At this point, the doctor paused, turned to look at the young man sitting in a wheelchair not far away, and continued, "His condition is preliminarily judged to be related to family heredity, gene mutation, and nerve damage caused by long-term sleep deprivation and alcohol abuse."

“Family inheritance? Gene mutation? Nerve damage?” Sun Shiping muttered to himself, the report in his hand falling to the ground with a “thud.”

Has this kid stacked up all his buffs?

He had previously held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that Tian Yu was faking it, and that the "swearing to come true" was utter nonsense. But now, with the doctor's diagnosis report in front of him, and the cause of the illness clearly analyzed, there was no doubt that Tian Yu really did have the same disease as his father.

What about the oath he made on behalf of Tian Yu?
Is it really just another coincidence?

How could so many unfortunate coincidences happen to the Tian family father and son?

"Doctor...doctor, he's so young, is there any hope left?" Sun Shiping asked, his voice trembling, with a last glimmer of hope and a hint of guilt.

The doctor shook his head. "Didn't I say before that there's no cure for cognitive impairment? We can only slow its progression with medication and rehabilitation training. At his age, with active treatment, his condition might be stabilized for a while, but the chances of him returning to normal are very small."

"There is no way..."

Sun Shiping stood there, his last hope shattered.

How to do?
If word gets out... right, absolutely no outsiders can know.

"Doctor!" Sun Shiping said with a serious expression, "Please do not tell anyone else about Tian Yu's condition."

Just as the doctor was about to speak, he heard a sudden burst of hurried footsteps in the corridor.

The two turned to look and saw Fan Cheng rushing over, his face pale, clutching his phone. He almost bumped into a chair in the corridor, shouting anxiously, "Vice President, something terrible has happened!"

"What's the panic?" Sun Shiping frowned, looking annoyed.

Fan Cheng, panting heavily, handed his phone to Sun Shiping. "Vice President, look! The video of Tian Yu in the hospital lobby has been uploaded online and is already trending."

Sun Shiping's heart sank, and he took the phone, staring intently at the screen.

"Tian Yu got lost at Shenzhen Central Hospital and is suspected of having cognitive impairment symptoms."

The topic is followed by a striking red "Hot" sign, indicating that this news is currently attracting a lot of attention and is very popular.

With trembling hands, he clicked on the video. In the video, Tian Yu kept asking the nurse, "How did I end up in the hospital?" "Where is my dad?" His face was full of confusion.

In particular, the details of Tian Yu's unfocused eyes and unsteady steps were captured very clearly.

That's not all. What really broke Sun Shiping's heart was that there were already thousands of comments below the video.

"My God, the oath really came true! Tian Yu developed Alzheimer's right after making the vow. This is too unbelievable!"

"Developing cognitive impairment in his twenties? Isn't this karma?" "Could this cognitive impairment be caused by a stroke resulting from Zhang Wen's anger?"

"Both father and son have developed Alzheimer's disease, it seems there really is something wrong with the Golden Melody Awards."

"..."

At this moment, everyone believed that there was something fishy about the Golden Melody Awards, and they were even more suspicious of Tien Po-yang's impartiality as the head of the Golden Melody Awards judging panel.

As Sun Shiping looked at these comments, he felt a wave of dizziness and staggered forward.

Fan Cheng reacted quickly, catching her and asking with concern, "Vice President, are you alright?"

Sun Shiping took half a minute to regain his balance, then shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Now netizens and reporters must know that Tian Yu is here. You should take Tian Yu back to Tian Boyang's ward immediately. No one is allowed to enter except for doctors and nurses."

"Yes."

Fan Cheng turned and walked towards Tian Yu, pushing his wheelchair into the elevator. Tian Yu's voice could still be faintly heard.

"Where's the money? Where's the money Sun Shiping owes me? Where are you taking me?"

"..."

Sun Shiping clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could shut the other person up, but when he thought of the oath he had made for the other person last night, he suppressed his anger.

He hurriedly left the hospital, went to a secluded corner, and dialed Chairman Zheng's number.

The phone kept ringing, each ring like a heavy hammer blow to Sun Shiping's heart.

Thankfully, the call was answered after five rings.

"Old Sun, what's up?" Zheng Jinpeng's slightly lazy voice came through the receiver, accompanied by the crisp sound of teacups clinking.

"President, something terrible has happened! Tian Yu... he's also suffering from cognitive impairment," Sun Shiping said in a panicked voice.

"What?" Zheng Jinpeng's voice suddenly rose.

"The doctor just gave us a diagnosis report, and the situation is exactly the same as Lao Tian's. It says it's caused by a combination of family history, gene mutation, and long-term sleep deprivation and alcoholism, and that there's no cure," Sun Shiping said quickly.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Zheng Jinpeng's deep voice, "Isn't Tian Yu only in his twenties? How could he get that kind of disease? Is there something wrong with the equipment? Everyone who tests him says he has cognitive impairment."

“The Central Hospital is one of the largest and best hospitals in Shenzhen, so this shouldn’t happen. Besides, Tian Yu’s behavior is definitely different from normal people.” Sun Shiping paused for a moment and continued, “What’s worse is that his unusual behavior at the hospital has been posted online, and netizens are all saying it’s retribution and that there’s something fishy about the Golden Melody Awards. What do we do now?”

He became more and more anxious as he spoke, and almost choked on his own saliva.

"boom!"

Instead of Chairman Zheng's voice coming through the microphone, the sound of a cup shattering suddenly rang out.

Sun Shiping was startled, his body trembled, and he almost dropped his phone.

After a moment, seeing that the president still hadn't moved, he couldn't help but ask cautiously, "President? Are you alright?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, only the sound of slightly heavy breathing. This silence lasted for a full half minute before an angry voice finally broke through.

"Nonsense, utter nonsense! The Tian Boyang matter hasn't been resolved yet, and now Tian Yu has gotten into this mess. Are you trying to completely ruin the association?"

Sun Shiping was scolded and dared not utter a word, but he felt very wronged. It was clearly the chairman who asked Tian Yu to issue the statement, so how could he be blamed for this?
He thought about it, but he didn't dare say a word. After all, the other party was the president.
The phone went silent again. Zheng Jinpeng was also thinking about countermeasures. The current online public opinion was very unfavorable to the Golden Melody Awards. If it was not handled properly, even the Music Association would be implicated.

After a long while, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he said in an icy tone, "Instead of reacting passively, we should take the initiative."

"Take the initiative?" Sun Shiping was taken aback, not understanding what the chairman meant.

“Listen to me,” Zheng Jinpeng said in a serious voice, “Contact the association’s public relations department and have them draft a statement immediately. The statement should say that the music association has received a large number of complaints from netizens, attaches great importance to the controversy surrounding the Golden Melody Awards judging process, and has decided to establish a special investigation team to thoroughly investigate the judging process, promising to give the public a transparent and fair result.”

Sun Shiping was taken aback at first, but quickly understood what the chairman meant.

An investigation takes time, right? Such a big matter can't be investigated clearly in a short time, can it? A month or two of investigation wouldn't be unreasonable, would it?
In a month or two, who will remember this?
If anyone asks, just say it's still under investigation. Anyway, whether it's under investigation or not, netizens don't know.

In short, it all boils down to one word: procrastination!

“Okay, Chairman.” Sun Shiping replied, then asked, “What about Tian Boyang and Tian Yu? Will they be mentioned in the statement? Netizens are also very concerned about them.”

"Why bring them up?" Zheng Jinpeng's voice was as cold as ice. "From now on, the association will sever all ties with them."

"Cut ties?" Sun Shiping was startled and asked in confusion, "But Lao Tian is the head of the judging panel, and Tian Yu..."

"So what?" Zheng Jinpeng interrupted Sun Shiping directly, his tone full of indifference. "They're all suffering from cognitive impairment now, they can hardly even remember who they are. How can we expect them to defend the association? Since they can't help, they can only become 'discarded pawns'."

Sun Shiping's heart sank, and cold sweat poured down his body. "Chairman, do you mean... to put all the blame on Lao Tian?"

“Otherwise what?” Zheng Jinpeng’s voice was unwavering. “No matter how long it takes, there will always be a result. Lao Tian is the most suitable candidate. Anyway, both he and his son are in such a state that even if they wanted to refute, they wouldn’t be able to say anything, and it’s impossible for them to go back to work at the association.”

He paused, then continued, "In this way, we can both quell the anger of netizens and preserve the reputation of the association, which is a win-win situation."

Sun Shiping held his phone. The weather in Shenzhen was mild, but he felt a chill all over his body.

He never expected that Zheng Jinpeng would be so ruthless, willing to sacrifice Tian Boyang without hesitation in order to save the association.

The three of them have known each other for over thirty years and have a very deep friendship.

Moreover, if Chairman Zheng was able to push Lao Tian out to take the blame this time, will he do the same next time?

Most definitely.

"I...I understand." Sun Shiping's voice trembled slightly, as if he was trying to convince himself.

He knew very well that if he didn't do this, he might be pushed out by the other party and made to take the blame along with Lao Tian.

“Hmm.” Zheng Jinpeng’s tone softened a bit. “Remember, the statement must be written sincerely, so that netizens feel that the association really wants to solve the problem, rather than just going through the motions.”

"Okay, I will."

"Alright, that's all for now. Contact me if anything comes up." Zheng Jinpeng said, and hung up the phone without waiting for Sun Shiping's response.

Sun Shiping held his phone for a long time before he came to his senses.

He knew that according to Zheng Jinpeng's plan, Lao Tian's reputation, which he had built up over the years, was now completely ruined, and although he had temporarily saved himself, he had become an accomplice.

But he had no choice.

Sun Shiping took a deep breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then dialed the public relations department.

The moment the call connected, his tone became firm.

These days, isn't it all about you stabbing me in the back and me stabbing you in the back? Where are the gentlemen? Where are the friends?
"Hello, is this the public relations department? Draft a statement immediately, the content of which is..."

He relayed the chairman's request.

Chairman Zheng could have called the public relations department himself, but he made him do it instead. Isn't that just another way of shirking responsibility?

Ugh!
After finishing the call, Sun Shiping sighed deeply, hoping that things would calm down quickly after the statement was released.

Otherwise, he would have been the one to suffer a cerebral hemorrhage.

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(End of this chapter)