At that moment, Huangfu Huazhang was sitting in front of the piano in the activity room, playing for a group of patients.
Xu Xinzhen also sat among the crowd, listening to the melodious piano sounds, serene and entranced.
As the piece ended, even the patients with some mental ailments sincerely clapped their hands.
Huangfu Huazhang smiled and nodded, glancing back at Shi Nian: "Music might be the most magical remedy for mental and psychological illnesses."
Shi Nian couldn't help but nod as well, smiling, "Seeing how just a moment ago they all stopped making noise, captivated by the world of music. That instant truly made me feel a bit confused, unable to resist thinking of them as they were before the illness."
Shi Nian helped Huangfu Huazhang stand up.
