291 Song King

"Sing, sing!"

Li Fan nodded hurriedly. It's all like this. Can he stop singing?

I can't care about others. Although there are a few patients around, just treat them as if they don't exist! Ladies and gentlemen, if you don't sing well, you will offend more

"Sing quickly... I want to hear..."

Liao Wushuang urged.

"Well... Then don't be scared away by me."

"I can't run like this."

"OK..."

Li Fan cleared his throat and then recalled the few songs in his memory.

In Liao Wushuang's expectant eyes, he sang Huang Pinguan's "no door lock".

When singing, Li Fan's voice subconsciously brought a little genuine Qi, making the voice more mellow and full of some unspeakable charm.

Although it just sounds like nothing special. But after listening for a while, I felt more and more delicious, as if I was deeply attracted by the sound. Li Fan's voice has a power that can wash people's souls.

Originally, there was still a lot of noise in the ward, some people were noisy, some people were noisy, and others were lying on the patient and crying.

However, as Li Fan's song spread out, the surroundings slowly quieted down, looking here one after another, and their eyes began to get blurred, as if they had forgotten their feelings. Happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, at this moment, are gone.

This feeling seems really good... Soul singer!

After Li Fan finished singing a song, even Liao Wushuang was a little stunned.

"Isn't it... It's a little ugly..."

Li Fan asked somewhat uninteresting.

"Nice... Nice..."

Liao Wushuang was addicted, "sing again..."

"Teacher Liao, I'm not KTV!"

"Sing again... I'm a poor patient..."

Liao Wushuang looked at Li Fan pitifully, and his eyes could turn Li Fan into something.

"OK, OK, I'll sing again..."

Li Fan had to promise to come down, and then sang a piece of Xinzhe's "over fire".

Li Fan doesn't know much about trends. He sings some old songs. But these songs, coupled with his unique voice, deeply attracted the people around him. There was an amputated leg injury, originally full of despair. But in Li Fan's song, his expression slowly became relieved, as if he had forgotten his pain.

After Li Fan finished singing, before Liao Wushuang could speak, the people around him had shouted together.

"One more! One more!"

Li Fan was stunned. What's the situation? He didn't come to the hospital for a concert!

But I don't know why, Liao Wushuang pouted.

"Stop singing!"

"Ah, why?"

"Because you are only allowed to sing to me."

Although Liao Wushuang spoke a little overbearing, but I don't know why, Li Fan sounded a little happy.

Man, is it because he has a cheap disposition?

"Then stop singing. Are you hungry or thirsty?"

Although it's a taboo now, you can't stop Liao Wushuang from eating. Li Fan feels that the two people seem to be upside down. A few days ago, Liao Wushuang was still taking care of him in the hospital. Now he is taking care of Liao Wushuang.

If Murong Ying's Vinegar jar knew this, it would not explode!

Li Fan suddenly felt cold. At this time, it's better not to think about that woman. I only came to take care of teacher Liao because I hurt her. Yes, that's it. This is the purest revolutionary war friendship!

"I'm not hungry, but I'm a little thirsty... But I can't drink water now..."

Instead, Liao Wushuang reminded Li Fan, "it will take a while. Now I can only endure it, so don't be greedy for me..."

"OK..."

Li Fan had to sit beside Liao Wushuang's bed, and at this time, the patients next to him begged one after another.

"This friend, sing again."

"Sing a song, can I spend money to order a song?"

"Can you come to the stars to light the lights?"

Li Fan's face is full of black lines. Do these people really think of themselves as stars?

"Enough of you, he's not a singer."

Liao Wushuang is complaining for Li Fan.

"Just sing..."

The amputee wiped a handful of excited tears, "I was going to commit suicide, but this little brother's song awakened my new life ideal... Please sing again, please..."

He was almost begging. Li Fan really had no way, so he said.

"Well, then sing again. It's really the last one."

"Well, well, thank you!"

"Thank you so much!"

The patients were all cheering, which made Li Fan have the illusion that he was a big star.

He really doesn't think his singing is good. He sang on KTV several times before, but there was no response. Why is it so attractive today?

Li Fan cleared his throat again and casually sang too much by Chen guanpu.

This time, many patients left excited tears, as if Li Fan's voice could beat their hearts.

Li Fan didn't know that his voice was full of Qi, so it had a unique effect of "magic sound filling the brain". Anyone who listens to him sing will be moved by his unique authentic voice.

Outside the door, a little nurse angrily pushed the door and entered, "who let you sing in the ward..."

She was originally urging a patient named Li Fan to go through the hospitalization procedures. She didn't expect to hear someone singing at the door of the ward. Keep quiet in the hospital. This is the most basic rule!

She was about to scold, but she was attracted by the song. God, those big singers I like can't sing such a beautiful song!

For a time, even the nurse was fascinated. After Li Fan finished singing, everyone was still immersed in that infatuation and didn't want to wake up.

"Li Fan, stop practicing martial arts and become a singer."

Liao Wushuang sincerely suggested Li Fan, "you will be very popular."

"That's no good. I really want to make a big splash, but being a singer is not my pursuit. The life I pursue should be more exciting!"

Li Fan winked at Liao Wushuang.

"Well... First, sir..."

The little nurse timidly walked to Li Fan's side.

"What's the matter?"

"You... You have to go through the hospitalization procedures..."

"Oh, good."

Li fancai remembered that this matter had not been done yet.

"Come back quickly..."

Liao Wushuang urged.

"I know, I will come back as soon as possible."

Although Li Fan wants to be quick, the procedures in the hospital are very complicated. By the time he returned to the ward, Liao Wushuang had fallen asleep. Li Fan didn't wake her up, so he sat beside Liao Wushuang's hospital bed. He reached out and touched Liao Wushuang's forehead, with a low fever.

The doctor said that she would be fine if her fever completely subsided. During this period, she couldn't leave anyone around.