Chapter 4


    The previously empty VIP hospital room was now filled with people. “It’s strange. I just saw the vital


    sign data fluctuating and heard the rming noise. How did it return to silence?” Charles said,


    slightly annoyed. “Based on the disyed data, Mr. Fischer’s brainwaves did react just now. This


    situation is very rare,” said Dr. Smith. “Today, I was nning to find some singing videos for Mr.


    Fischer. He must have reacted to an audio in one of them!” Wilson quickly opened his phone and


    went to the Youtube page, finding the audio that had just yed. Dr. Smith took the phone and saw


    one strange ount, the blogger’s profile picture was a small microphone symbol. The ount


    name was simple, just “Melody Maestro.” Dr. Smith clicked on other audios on Melody Maestro’s


    homepage, and the previously stable machine once again emitted beeping rm sounds. “This


    girl’s voice can stimte Mr. Fischer’s brainwaves! This is the first time in three years that Mr.


    Fischer has reacted to external sounds.” “Find her and take her to Mr. Fischer’s side. Talk to Mr.


    Fischer every day. Maybe it can wake him up,” said Dr. Smith. ………… Elisa was awakened by the


    vibration of her phone. When she woke up, she realized that she had been sleeping next to her


    mother’s hospital bed all night. She opened her phone and saw that it was a call from Olivia. “Get to


    St. Paul’s Cathedral within an hour, remember the promise you made to my mom, or else you can


    forget about getting the rest of the money.” Before Elisa could reply, Olivia had already hung up the


    phone. Elisa knew St. Paul’s Cathedral, the most respected and admired church in New York.


    Registering for a wedding here required at least six months of advance booking. Elisa was


    surprised that the family could arrange a wedding at St. Paul’s Cathedral so quickly. She quickly got


    up to freshen up and double”checked that she looked presentable before leaving the house. As she


    walked to the hospital downstairs and got into her second”hand car that she bought two years ago,


    Elisa suddenly noticed a bunch of YouTube notifications on her phone. Upon opening them, she


    discovered a series of follow, subscribe, and tip prompts. She found that one of her fans had


    subscribed to YouTube Premium. A user with a red profile picture and no nickname had sent her


    Super Thanks for every video she had posted. And not just one, but a hundred of them… Elisa felt


    confused and quickly realized that her paying fan had sent her a Super chat, asking for her phone


    number without introducing himself or stating his purpose. Elisa, of course, didn’t respond to such a


    risky message and immediately added the person to her cklist. St. Paul’s Cathedral was far from


    the city center. Elisa rushed there as fast as she could. When she finally arrived, Olivia and Suelen


    were already waiting for her at the main entrance. Suelen let out a sigh of relief upon seeing Elisa.


    Olivia was angry. How dare this bitch make them wait for so long! Olivia rubbed her sore feet from


    wearing high heels. Today, Elisa was the bride, but Olivia had purposely dressed herself more


    dazzlingly to outshine her. But when the mother and daughter arrived at the church, they were told


    they had to wait for the bride before they could enter. So the two of them had no choice but to stand


    at the entrance and wait. When Elisa approached them, the mother and daughter gave her a


    disdainful nce and then turned to walk towards the entrance of the church. A middle”aged man in


    a ck suit approached them and nced at the three of them before politely smiling at Elisa,


    “Excuse me, are you the bride, Miss Samers?” Elisa nodded politely, “Please follow me, the


    cosmetologist is already waiting for you.” After Elisa left with the middle”aged man, Olivia stomped


    her foot in anger. “Mom, what’s the deal with that family? Weren’t they supposed to be some


    insignificant small family? How did they manage to book St. Paul’s Cathedral so quickly?” “Booking


    a church ain’t that big a deal, just chill, sweetheart. Country bumpkin’s still a country bumpkin.” Also


    there are many doubts in her mind, Suelen maintained a disdainful and contemptuous expression


    on her face. “Indeed,” Olivia agreed. “A person who has been in a vegetative state for many years is


    certainly not someone of significance!”Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.