Cheng Yiran was quickly transferred to a senior ward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info When it was evening, Zhong Luochen quietly came to the hospital.

Outside the door of the ward, the bodyguards hired by Feiyun Entertainment naturally did not dare to stop them.

Cheng Yun said beside Zhong Luochen, "The doctor said that it was fast tonight, and it was only one or two days late, I am not sure." Alas, this guy is a scholar of what kind of car he drives! Why do these celebrities always like to fly cars! Fortunately, he is not drunk driving, otherwise his hands are quite long!"

"I let him drive the car. Zhong Luochen is not salty and does not say lightly.

Chengyun ...... At this time, the gold medal horse boy slapped his mouth lightly in embarrassment, lowered his head and took a step back, "The media seems to know, I'll deal with it." ”

"Wait, what is that?" Zhong Luochen asked, pointing to a bag placed on the sofa in the ward, the bag that Cheng Yiran used to hold his guitar.

Cheng Yun didn't care much about it, and said casually: "Oh, it's Cheng Yiran's guitar that never leaves him." Speaking of which, this guitar is also hard enough, and the front of the car has been hit like that, and it has nothing to do at all. It's as if this thing is worse than that sports car."

Zhong Luochen said indifferently: "You go and deal with those reporters." Find someone to replace you when necessary, and keep the negative news as low as possible. By the way, don't say that he didn't wake up, just say that he needs to rest for the time being. In addition, Miss Zhang also informed her that she is also a shareholder, don't hide it. ”

"I see, Ershao. Cheng Yun nodded: "I will do it well, don't worry!"

"Go ahead. Zhong Luochen waved his hand, "I don't have anything to do later, I'll just go back by myself." ”

Cheng Yun opened the door and left.

Zhong Luochen walked around Cheng Yiran's hospital bed with his hands, looked at him, and finally made it to the sofa, quietly thinking about something.

At this time, the door opened, and a nurse walked in, saying that she wanted to change Cheng Yiran's temperature - in short, it was just a daily round.

Zhong Luochen didn't say anything, even though he knew that the little nurse's gaze was aimed at him from time to time...... But his gaze suddenly turned to the black bag.

"Hmm......" Zhong Luochen lifted the bag at this time, his face was calm, he was not surprised or happy, he just took out the guitar inside and observed it carefully.

He suddenly put his hand on the string. He had studied piano and had the ability to play in recital halls...... The direct line of the Zhong family must be versatile.

But he didn't know the technique of such a popular instrument, so he just plucked a few random strokes.

He began to use the guitar and watched the nurse in the room react - the nurse was still peeking at him.

But Zhong Luochen knew that this attention was not because of the sound of the guitar.

This made Zhong Luochen frown slightly, thinking about one thing...... Is it just an ordinary guitar for everyone else, except for Cheng Yi?

Or maybe he just can't do it himself? He remembered that as long as the guitar sounded, whether it was a song or not, it always had magic.

His fingers were still teasing these strings casually, and it was not until the nurse girl finally had nothing to get and left the child quite reluctantly, that Zhong Luochen stopped.

Zhong Luochen suddenly wanted to let the two bodyguards outside the door also give it a try.

But just as he was about to put this idea into practice, he heard some voices talking outside the door. Zhong Luochen frowned and walked to the door.

He wasn't going to open the door, he was just going to listen.

After understanding the reason for what was being said outside, Zhong Luochen thought for a while before suddenly opening the door and asked indifferently...... Knowingly asked, "What happened?"

"Mr. Zhong, I'm sorry to disturb you!" one of the bodyguards hurriedly said in a panic.

Another bodyguard hurriedly said, "This gentleman said that he wanted to go in and have a look." If we don't let it, he will ......"

Zhong Luochen looked at the person the two bodyguards were pointing at.

He is about the same age as Cheng Yiran, wearing a work suit with a strong smell of engine oil. Black borders on fingernails...... Probably someone who has been working in mechanics for a long time.

And a look of anxiety.

"Who are you?" Zhong Luochen waved his hand, separating the three people in the tugging.

"Hello, I, my name is Hong Guan, I'm not going to do anything, I'm just going to ask about the same situation...... He, is he okay?"

"Yiran......" Zhong Luochen suddenly said: "Who are you Cheng Yiran?"

"I'm his friend......" Hong Guan said subconsciously, and then said with a wry smile: "Once." ”

......

He ...... How could he be like this? Will he wake up?"

In the ward, Hong Guan looked at the unconscious Cheng Yiran, and asked Zhong Luochen directly, he didn't know what the origin of this noble man was, but he remembered that the bodyguard called his name, "Mr. Zhong......"

"Minor concussion, and a little skin trauma. The doctor said that there was nothing wrong and that he would wake up in two days. Zhong Luochen paused before asking, "You said, you used to be his friend?"

Hong Guan couldn't figure out where this man came from, so he shook his head and said, "Things are a little complicated, it's nothing...... I'll just come and see him, it's fine. Mr. Zhong, please don't tell him that I've been here. ”

Zhong Luochen said: "You came to visit the hospital on purpose, but you didn't want him to know, didn't you let yourself go for nothing?"

Hong Guan touched his head and smiled: "Actually, my wife happens to be here." It's upstairs...... She's about to give birth, and I'm here to see her, and I'm here every day! I just happened to hear the nurse at the nurse's station talking about a celebrity who was hospitalized...... That's what I just knew. ”

The mechanic's wife lives in an upstairs ward...... Is it?

Zhong Luochen didn't break these things, but said indifferently: "Since you're here, let's stay longer." Cheng Yiran should also want someone to accompany him. ”

"I ...... I probably can't. Hong Guan sighed, then looked at Zhong Luochen and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhong, you are ......"

"Me?" Zhong Luochen smiled slightly: "I am his colleague." ”

"That's ......" Hong Guan nodded and didn't ask more...... It's probably not as simple as an ordinary colleague, right?

But he was already a little embarrassed when he stayed here, and his eyes couldn't help but turn around...... Soon I saw the guitar placed on the sofa, and my eyes suddenly lost my mind.

Zhong Luochen was fascinated by observation, where could he not notice Hong Guan's expression at this moment? He silently picked up the guitar, glanced at it and said, "This is the same, he has never left his body, and looking is more important than anything else." ”

Hong Guan nodded and said, "I know." ”

"Looks like you know the story behind this guitar. Zhong Luochen handed over the guitar to Hong Guan's hand at this time.

It may really carry too many memories of Hong Guan and Cheng Yiran, so that Hong Guan did not refuse to take the guitar, but after getting it, his eyes softened, and his fingers slowly rubbed the engraving on the guitar.

"You sit down for a while, and I'll go to the bathroom. Zhong Luochen said suddenly, walking directly towards the door.

But there is obviously a separate toilet in the ward? Hong Guan couldn't figure out what this noble man was thinking for a while, but he didn't pay much attention to it...... Maybe it's just that you don't plan to get along with yourself, right?

Hong Guan looked at himself in greasy overalls with self-deprecation.

He also looked at Cheng Yiran, pulled a stool, and sat on the edge of the bed...... He didn't even think that the next meeting would be in such a situation.

Looking at the guy lying on the hospital bed, Hong Guan let out a long breath, "What happened to you? Wake up quickly, your career has just started, don't fall in this kind of place, you know?"

But so is Cheng...... I'm afraid you didn't hear it, did you?

Hong Guan's expression was complicated, and his fingers subconsciously stirred a few times on the strings of the guitar - he has been very busy lately, and he hasn't touched an instrument in some time.

......

Zhong Luochen didn't leave after opening the door, he just stood outside the door - he didn't even close the door, he just sat down in front of the door and made a silent gesture.

Naturally, the two of them did not understand what this 'gentleman' wanted to do, but they stood outside the door on the left and right, standing upright.

Zhong Luochen just looked at the slightly open door with his hands and closed his eyes, as if he was waiting for something...... What was that.

"What sound?" A bodyguard was suddenly stunned, stunned, and then intoxicated.

"Could it be that Mr. Cheng is awake?" another bodyguard also muttered to himself at this time, but his expression seemed to be enjoying, "This is his song "Again", right......?

Zhong Luochen squinted, looking at the appearance of the two of them at this moment.

But he knew who was playing the piano inside.