002 Pear orchard grudge

After repeated examinations and confirmation by the attending doctor, it was unanimously determined that Cheng Xiaolou's heart had stopped beating before, and the loss of breathing and pulse should have been intermittent suspended animation.

And the injury to the impact on his head also improved significantly, so he was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward the next day.

In the next few days, Cheng Xiaolou recovered very well, if it weren't for the little nurse who was in charge of taking care of him, I am afraid he would have sneaked out a long time ago.

During the period when he was hospitalized, Wu Mantun, the owner of the opera troupe, did not come to see him once, and only asked a senior brother who had a very ordinary relationship with him to come over and pay the medical bills once, and let him return to the troupe as soon as he recovered from his injury.

"Boss Cheng, congratulations, Dr. Li said that you can be discharged from the hospital today. ”

Wang Juan, the nurse in charge of the bed, pushed open the door of the ward where Cheng Xiaolou was located, and told him the good news with a happy face.

"Don't call me Boss Cheng, I'm just a small literary hall in the troupe, how can I be called the boss. ”

Hearing her call herself Boss Cheng, Cheng Xiaolou hurriedly waved his hand and said very seriously.

Boss, in the pear orchard line, it is a name that has become a famous corner. Whether it is in his previous life or in this life, Cheng Xiaolou is not a corner, so he naturally can't be the boss of Wang Juan.

"Even if you are not a corner now, I believe that you will definitely be a famous character like Liu Fengying and Boss Liu in the future. ”

Wang Juan looked at the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth in front of her, and her little face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

In fact, it's not just her, but the young female doctors and nurses in the entire hospital have almost found various excuses to secretly come to see the process Xiaolou in the past few days.

Some of the brave female nurses even came to the ward and asked for his phone number.

"You also think too highly of me, Boss Liu is a well-known horn, I heard that his appearance fee for singing a church meeting has reached seven figures, and the commercial endorsement and advertising expenses have reached the level of 10 million. ”

"I don't dare to think of becoming a famous actor like Liu Fengying and Boss Liu for the time being, but now as long as I can stand on the stage and sing seriously, I will be satisfied. ”

Cheng Xiaolou's eyes flashed with anticipation, and while smiling and chatting with her, he quickly packed up his things.

By the way, you must tell me the next time you sing on stage, and I will go with the little sister in the hospital to cheer you on. ”

Wang Juan looked at the side face of the handsome young man in front of her steadily, and felt that her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

"He must have saved the angel in his last life, otherwise how could he be so good-looking, I really want to see what he will look like when he dresses up." ”

When Cheng Xiaolou turned around to pack his clothes, Wang Juan hurriedly turned sideways and moved away, her little face was red, and a layer of fine sweat beaded on the tip of her nose.

"If I had this skin in my previous life, I'm afraid I would have become a horn a long time ago. ”

Cheng Xiaolou pretended not to notice the strange appearance of this little nurse, and hooked the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly.

In the past few days, he has carefully looked at the face in the mirror more than once, with an angular outline, a high nose bridge, lips outlined like a cinnabar pen, slightly slender phoenix eyes, Qingfeng-like eyebrows, white and tender skin like a shell, a well-proportioned and slender figure of one meter seven or eight, and eight-pack abs......

Seeing the uncaring teenager in the mirror for the first time, Cheng Xiaolou himself was almost fascinated.

Such a look and figure are rare in the pear orchard where there are many handsome men and beautiful women.

In jargon, he is the grandfather of the grandfather to eat.

Cheng Xiaolou has a clear understanding of his own charm in the past few days, and he can naturally guess the girlish heart of a little girl like Wang Juan.

However, at the moment, he has no heart to think about his children's private affairs.

After packing up his personal belongings, Cheng Xiaolou sincerely thanked Wang Juan: "If I have the opportunity to sing on stage, I will definitely invite you to come to the play." Thank you for your attentive care during this time, goodbye. ”

With Wang Juan waving her hand in a panic, Cheng Xiaolou gave her a sunny smile and strode out of the ward.

After completing the discharge procedures, he took a taxi and went straight to the residence of the seventh senior brother Duan Lanquan.

More than half an hour later, Cheng Xiaolou gently knocked on the door of an old community in the Economic Development Zone.

This is not far from the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe where he used to be, and some of the pianists and Wentang in the team live nearby.

Wentang is also known as the dragon set, and it is generally used as an errand on the stage. Before he officially took the stage a few days ago, Cheng Xiaolou was also Taihechun's literary hall.

The seventh senior brother Duan Lanquan is three years older than him, and he has been officially on stage for two or three years, although he has never had the opportunity to sing the big axis, but he can be regarded as a teacher and has a meager income. From time to time, you can act in a play of pretending to be a corpse and a ghost, and you can also get a lottery money.

So more than a year ago, Duan Lanquan had already moved out by himself to live alone.

"Huh? Did I misremember the address? ”

knocked on the door a few times but didn't respond, Cheng Xiaolou looked up at the house number again, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he knocked hard a few more times.

"Who...... cough cough cough ......"

It took a while to knock before a coughing sound came from inside the room.

"Senior brother, it's me, Xiaolou!"

Cheng Xiaolou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly responded loudly.

"Xiaolou?!You're not dead?You're really not dead, that's great! I thought you'd ...... It's okay, it's okay. ”

Hearing Cheng Xiaolou's voice, Duan Lanquan hurriedly opened the door, and after looking at him fixedly for a few seconds, he hugged him tightly in his arms.

Duan Lanquan hugged him very hard, as if he was afraid that as soon as he let go, he would suddenly disappear.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Senior brother, it's okay, it's all over. ”

Cheng Xiaolou also hugged this senior brother who grew up with him since he was a child and has always taken care of him as his own brother.

Among the nine brothers, the two of them have the closest relationship.

"I can't get by! Wu Mantun's old dog actually pushed you into the fire pit and almost killed you, I must take out this evil breath for you!"

Duan Lanquan let go of Cheng Xiaolou and wiped a handful of tears, almost crushing his teeth with hatred.

"Senior Brother......

The seventh senior brother in his memory is full of heroism in his eyebrows, and if he stands on the stage casually, he can attract a lot of applause from fans.

Cheng Xiaolou looked at the tall man in front of him who was full of wine and stubble, his nose was slightly sour, and his eyes were red.

If it weren't for saving him, how could Duan Lanquan be expelled from the troupe with his broken leg and become the sloppy appearance in front of him.

"Senior brother, your legs ......"

Cheng Xiaolou squatted down, trembling and gently touching his right leg with a thick layer of plaster, and the tears finally fell uncontrollably.

"It's out of the way, it's been picked up, and the doctor said it will be back in two or three months. ”

Duan Lanquan grinned indifferently, and staggered Cheng Xiaolou into the house with a crutch.