What made Li Zifeng uneasy was that last night Cheng Yun suddenly found him and had a conversation... about Hong Guan.
It happened suddenly... Hong Guan's wife and Cheng Yiran were admitted to the same hospital, which was unexpected by Li Zifeng.
Now that things have happened, he can no longer blame Hong Guan for not keeping his word, even though he has already signed the agreement.
But he also knew that when Hong Guan signed the contract, it was just a small trick of his behind the scenes, which split the trust between the two brothers... Originally, if they really trusted each other, how could the split succeed so easily
Even though I know that Hong Guan was only angry for a while at the beginning, since the split has succeeded, then give me a good old age and never communicate with each other!
I don't know if Cheng Yun suspects anything...
Li Zifeng didn't sleep well all night, and he didn't know how to deal with the fact that he kept Cheng Yiran's criminal record from the company, so he hurried to the hospital at dawn.
There were only two bodyguards at the door of the ward, saying that Cheng Yun had left and hadn't come yet. But Mr. Cheng just woke up, and the doctor is examining him inside.
Li Zifeng immediately opened the door and went in. The doctor seemed to have just finished the examination, and was carefully giving instructions before leaving with the nurse.
"How do you feel?" Li Zifeng walked quickly to Cheng Yiran's bedside, "You really scared me to death! Why did you do this all of a sudden? Fortunately, it's not a serious injury!"
Cheng Yiran could tell that he was still very tired, so he slowly rubbed his forehead without opening his eyes.
How could it crash
I can't say that I was distracted while driving, remembered something, and when I realized it, I had already bumped into it...
"I'm fine, but my head is a little tight." Cheng Yiran opened his eyes: "The doctor said I'm fine, and I can be discharged after a day or two of rest."
"Should we not do a more detailed inspection?" Li Zifeng suggested.
Cheng Yiran shook his head and said, "No need, there is still a competition on Sunday, so I should participate in a rehearsal."
"Don't worry, Mr. Cheng heard that he has communicated with the TV station, and you can let this episode go blank for now. You can rest at ease." Li Zifeng shook his head and said: "Besides, your finger is broken, so How can you play the guitar on stage?"
Cheng Yiran looked at his bandaged fingers, and moved slightly, "It shouldn't be a problem to reduce the difficulty of arranging the music. I can find a solution for fingering problems."
Li Zifeng frowned and said, "You are stupid. The audience should see the performance as difficult as possible. Who can't do simple things? Who cares about them? You have to show your amazing strength."
Cheng Yiran suddenly glanced at Li Zifeng, and said calmly, "Even if it's a simple song, I have no problem."
"Could it be that if you play Happy Birthday on stage, the audience will still buy it?" Li Zifeng's tone was slightly grave.
Cheng Yiran tilted his head and ignored it.
Li Zifeng frowned a little deeper, but said: "My tone is a bit harsh, but it's for your own good, so don't worry about it. Besides, the company already knows what happened to you before."
"Company? How do you know?" Cheng Yiran frowned, a little surprised but didn't pay too much attention... No one else knew that there was some deeper 'friendship' between him and Zhong Luochen.
Compared with this kind of 'friendship', his so-called criminal records in the past are no longer important.
"Oh, isn't it when you were admitted to the hospital?" Li Zifeng said casually, "The traffic police came to investigate, and after looking through your files, they will naturally know."
"I want to be quiet." Cheng Yiran let out a sigh of relief, pinched his brows and said.
"Then you have a good rest." Li Zifeng nodded.
He didn't plan to stay too long...he still had plans to go, for example, he had to check Hong Guan's condition again in another ward upstairs.
Not just because of the issues between the two brothers...even some of his own issues with the company's financial dollars.
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Seeing Li Zifeng leaving in a hurry, Cheng Yiran didn't pay too much attention.
He moved his body for a while, then took out the guitar that was installed beside him, and looked at it carefully... Seeing that it wasn't messed up, he let out another breath.
Cheng Yiran held it subconsciously, and his fingers became inflexible, but if he didn't use his little finger, he could easily create some rhythm.
He thought of the kiss he remembered many years ago on the sports car yesterday, that long, long kiss in the early morning, and gradually lost his mind.
"Cheng is the same, Cheng is the same!"
Suddenly there was a voice calling his name, which made Cheng Yiran wake up from his distraction, only to realize that it was Cheng Yun who walked in at some point, but he didn't notice it.
Are you too distracted...
However, Chengyun was a little displeased at this moment and said: "I said you, boss, your fingers are still hurt, can you stop playing with this thing for now? Look at you, you can't even play smoothly, it's like noise .”
Cheng Yiran was taken aback, then stopped subconsciously, and looked at Chengyun with wide eyes, "You... what did you just say?"
"What did I say?" Cheng Yun was also taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted and said, "I said, stop playing the guitar if your finger is hurt and it's not easy to play. It's like noise. Play it when you're done!"
"What did you say? Say it again?" Cheng Yiran suddenly asked again.
Maybe it was because of his scary appearance at this time, or maybe it was because Zhong Luochen valued him so much, Cheng Yun shook his head and said, "Noise... Is there a problem? Isn't it normal that you can't play your fingers well... Wait for your fingers It's fine, it's fine, it's not a big problem."
Cheng Yun has not been affected in any way... In this way, there is no...
But Cheng Yiran knew that this guitar was still his guitar, but...
But the magic power on the guitar has no effect on Cheng Yun...
how so
"Cheng Yiran? Cheng Yiran? What's the matter with you? Is there something still uncomfortable? Should I call a doctor for you?" Cheng Yun asked with concern at this time, seeing this guy lost his mind again.
"I..." Cheng Yiran's face suddenly turned pale, he raised his head, his reaction seemed to be much slower, he looked at Cheng Yun for a long time, and then said: "I... I'm a little uncomfortable, I want to sleep for a while."
"Oh, fine." Cheng Yun nodded: "You go to bed first, I'll come and have a look, if you have nothing to do, I'll go back to the company first. By the way...Mr. Zhong may come to see you later."
Cheng Yiran just nodded silently, then quickly lay down... Under the quilt, his hands were shaking, shaking.
Fear. Fear. Fear.
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Cheng Yun watched Cheng Yiran close his eyes, then shrugged his shoulders, thinking maybe he hadn't come to his senses after the crash? He felt that Cheng Yiran was being obedient at the moment, but he didn't think too much about it.
After opening the door of the ward, I saw a bodyguard walking back in a hurry.
The bodyguard came to Cheng Yun's side and said in a low voice: "Mr. Cheng, Li Zifeng just came, and then went upstairs. I quietly followed to have a look. I went to Hong Guan's wife's ward. I eavesdropped. For a moment, it seemed that they were going to transfer Hong Guan's wife to a ward or something, but the other party was different, and they were arguing right now."
"Well... I see." Cheng Yun nodded, "You stay here and watch, don't let any idlers get in, especially reporters and the like... I'll go up and have a look myself."
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