The two took a car to the nearest hospital, and Song Ziyang gave the driver a hundred yuan and hurriedly took Fang Luoluo into the hospital.

When he came to the hospital, Song Ziyang hung up the emergency number, of course, using a name he made up temporarily. The nurse sent Fang Luoluo into the treatment room, and Song Ziyang was blocked out of the door.

"Are you a family member of a patient?" a nurse walked out and asked Song Ziyang.

"Yes, how is her condition?" Song Ziyang hurriedly asked.

"The patient has a very serious fever and is very weak and needs immediate infusion, so you go to pay the bill first and go through the admission procedures. The nurse said.

"Okay, I'll go now. Song Ziyang listened to the nurse's words and hurried to pay the fee and go through the hospitalization procedures.

After everything was done, Song Ziyang came to the ward where Fang Luoluo was, and looked at her lying motionless on the hospital bed, her lips were pale, and she felt distressed. Fang Luoluo was like his own family, Fang Daodao entrusted her to himself, hoping that he could take care of her. However, now that she is lying on the hospital bed like this, Song Ziyang feels uncomfortable. If he hadn't kept running away and dodging, Fang Luoluo wouldn't be what he is now.

What's even worse is that Fang Luoluo must have an ID card to register for admission procedures, and it is estimated that it will not take long for the police to find here.

No matter what, she can't run away with Fang Luoluo again, she must be cured in the hospital.

Thinking of this, Song Ziyang had to take out his mobile phone and call Wei Wei again for help, he really had no other way than to find Wei Wei.

"Where are you now?" Wei Wei has been paying attention to the dynamics of the police, and when she heard Song Ziyang calling, she immediately asked Song Ziyang about her current situation.

"We are still in the capital, Lolo is sick and now in the hospital. Song Ziyang said, "Wei Wei, I need your help now, no matter what, Luo Luo can't leave the hospital, and she can't hide with her anymore." He didn't bother to explain to Wei Wei that he wanted to preemptively strike before the police found them. He hated the feeling of hiding and hiding, and he had to do something.

"Then what are you going to do?" Wei Wei didn't say any nonsense, and said directly.

"I have a video of the leader here who wants to be unfavorable to Luo Luo, can this be used as evidence of my legitimate defense against him?" When Song Ziyang went to save Fang Luoluo, he thought of leaving evidence in advance, the other party was too big, he couldn't just care about saving people and not think about it afterwards. Therefore, just before he entered the room, he kept turning on the mobile phone video and took a short video of the leader bullying Fang Luoluo at that time.

"This kind of thing is useless to that person, it can't be spread on the Internet at all, and it will be destroyed if it is given to the police. After listening to Song Ziyang's words, Wei Wei explained that this kind of thing is not threatening to the other party at all.

"Then what to do now, can you only sit and wait?" Song Ziyang didn't know what to do for a while, so he asked Wei Weidao.

Wei Wei thought for a moment and replied, "Now, I'm afraid the only thing that can save you is the organization." ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Ziyang pondered, his mood was very conflicted. After Fang Daodao's matter was settled, except for helping You Xiaoqing take revenge, he didn't have any thoughts of further contact with the organization, especially something like this. Today he opened his mouth, and tomorrow he will do more for it, and doing more means sinking deeper.

However, in such a situation, he had no choice at all, it didn't matter if he himself died in the world, but he couldn't watch Fang Luoluo get seriously ill and not be able to receive treatment.

"Hey, who's it?" Hong Aiguo's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"I, Song Ziyang. Song Ziyang said in a calm tone, although he didn't want to contact Hong Aiguo now, but he was under the roof, so he had to restrain his inner emotions.

"I didn't expect you kid to take the initiative to call me one day! Say, what are you looking for me?" Hong Aiguo, who received Song Ziyang's call, was a little surprised, but he also understood that Song Ziyang was not the kind of person who was so bored that he made a phone call to talk to him.

"I do have something to ask you for, and I'm sure you'll be able to help me out. Song Ziyang heard the other party's words, and said helplessly, "I offended a person, now the police in the entire capital are looking for me, and I am in the hospital now, my relatives are sick and must be treated, I need you to help me deal with this trouble, don't disturb her!" Song Ziyang directly explained the current situation he was in, and also put forward his own requirements, and there was not much politeness and flattery in his tone.

First, he knew that they would not help him in vain with this request, and what was waiting for him would be another trouble, which was a transaction in itself. Second, with Song Ziyang's character, he will not please him. Therefore, Hong Aiguo's tone of listening to him is so awkward.

"It's been a long time, and you kid has been poking this out recently! No wonder the police in the whole capital haven't come up with a reason for tossing and turning for two days, in the end, it's the elite we have organized and cultivated!" Hong Aiguo said with some schadenfreude after hearing this. Whether the leader dies or not, whether the police in the capital lose face or not has nothing to do with him, before Song Ziyang found him, he was a show-watcher. But thinking that it was Song Ziyang who made the shot, it was really a blessing in misfortune that the leader was able to pick up a life in the end.

"This, a one-sentence thing, but ......"

"It's okay, look for me next time you have trouble, I remember this favor!" Song Ziyang specially emphasized that this is a favor, not something like obligation and responsibility.

But Hong Aiguo was very happy when he heard this. A talent like Song Ziyang is unwanted, but his unruly character is enough to give the people above a headache, if he can be enveloped by this kind of favor at this critical moment, this account is very cost-effective.

"It's all your own people, and when you say this, you'll see the outside!"

"Okay, deal! I hope to see your efficiency as soon as possible!" Song Ziyang listened to the other party's words and replied helplessly.

"That's good, Xiao Song, I hope we will have more contact and communication in the future!" Hong Aiguo still smiled and slowly spoke, with a harmless smile on his face.

Contact a ball! Communicate a fart! Song Ziyang wishes he would never have contact with each other again for the rest of his life.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ziyang felt like a big stone in his heart. Turning his head to look at Fang Luoluo, he stretched out his hand and touched her forehead, it seemed that it was not as hot as before, and he sat on the stool, and let out a long sigh of relief, relieving the tension that had lasted for the past two days.

Song Ziyang went to the supermarket to buy a basin and a towel, took a basin of warm water, took the towel, wiped Fang Luoluo's face and hands, and removed the unfamiliar face. Looking at Fang Luoluo's haggard face, he was a little distressed.

He also went to the bathroom to wash up, and continued to sit on the stool and looked at Fang Luoluo, remembering that from the beginning when he met this ghostly girl to the present, the days when they got along together, he felt that Fang Luoluo had unconsciously become his family. Looking out the window through the window, the sun is shining brightly, and the mood becomes relaxed.

With Hong Aiguo's intervention, the police wanted notice was quickly revoked, everything was as if nothing had happened, and the undercurrent of the entire city gradually returned to its original calm.

Two days later, Fang Luoluo had just recovered from a serious illness and refused to stay in the hospital longer, so Song Ziyang took her back to the place where Wei Wei arranged for them to live.

"Uncle, the police are really gone!" Fang Luoluo said on the way back without seeing the police on the street a few days ago.

"Well, they won't be bothering us anymore, so you can rest in peace, as usual. Song Ziyang said with a smile.

After listening to Song Ziyang's words, Fang Luoluo felt much more relieved, and finally didn't have to hide, "Uncle is amazing!"

……

In just a few days, Fang Luoluo experienced so many things at once, and he couldn't help but have the idea of giving up the game. She remembers the threat that even if she participated, she would not have won the prize. Therefore, she didn't want to go to the competition anymore, so she simply packed her things and went home.

Song Ziyang went out to buy things and came back, and saw that Fang Luoluo was packing up his things, which was a little strange.

"What are you doing here?" Song Ziyang said.

"Go home, it's been so long, let's go back. Fang Luoluo said to Song Ziyang with a smile, but there was a loss in that smile that couldn't be hidden.

"Isn't your game over yet?Now go back, you won't compete?" Song Ziyang asked with some confusion.

"What's the use of comparing, it's not like there's no result. Fang Luoluo said in disappointment, with a little grievance in his words.

"Lolo, we're not here to win the championship. At the very least, you can stand on your favorite stage and sing, at least there are still those audiences who like you, they don't just want you to win the competition, they want to see you work hard, at least, these are already gains for you, aren't they?"

Song Ziyang looked at Fang Luoluo's self-defeating appearance, and opened his mouth to encourage her. He hoped that Fang Luoluo would still be the same Fang Luoluo who had been working hard for his dreams before, as long as he did what he liked and insisted on doing things well, he didn't need to care much about the result.

"But ......"

"No, Lolo, you're here for your dreams, not for the championship, not for anyone else. Without waiting for Fang Luoluo to say his hesitant words, Song Ziyang interrupted.

Fang Luoluo listened to these words, and silently recited over and over again in his heart, participating in the competition is for dreams, not for winning awards, and not for others.

"Well, uncle, thank you!" Fang Luoluo, who was gradually regaining himself, said with a smile.

Fang Luoluo listened to Song Ziyang's words and concentrated more on preparing for the game. However, as the other party said, although she played very well in the competition, she was finally eliminated in the second round, and countless people who liked her regretted and saddened it.

Although she knew that this would happen, she was still very disappointed. Just when she was depressed about this, Wang Feng, who had finished recording the game, called.

"Hey, Mr. Song, I'm Luo Luo's teacher, Wang Feng. The other party spoke.