Chapter 291: Song king

291 Acura King
"Sing, sing!"
Li Fan nodded hurriedly, it's all like this, can you not sing?
Don't care about other people. Although there are so many patients around, let them be non-existent! Everyone, if you do n’t sing well, you will be offended ...
"Sing it fast ... I want to hear ..."
Liao Wushuang urged.
"Okay ... then don't scare me away."
"I can't run like this."
"Fine……"
Li Fan cleared his throat, and then recalled the few songs in his memory.
In the eyes Liao Wushuang looked forward to, he sang a song "No Door Lock" by Huang Pinguan.
When singing, Li Fan's voice subconsciously brought a bit of authenticity, making the voice more rounded, and full of some indescribable charm.
Although it just sounded, nothing seemed special. But after listening for a while, I felt more and more flavor, as if attracted by the sound. Li Fan's voice carried a power that washes human soul.
There was a lot of noise in the ward. Some people were noisy, some were noisy, and others were crying on the patients.
However, as Li Fan's singing spread out, the surroundings slowly calmed down, and one after another looked at them, their eyes began to blur, as if they had forgotten their feelings. Joy and sorrow, at this moment, they are gone.
This feeling seems really good ... soul singer!
After Li Fan sang a song, even Liao Wushuang was a little dazed.
"Is it ... it's awful to sing ..."
Li Fan asked with a little embarrassment.
"Sounding ... super nice ..."
Liao Wushuang was a little addicted, "You sing another song ..."
"Mr. Liao, I'm not ktv!"
"Sing it again ... they are poor sick ..."
Liao Wushuang looked at Li Fan pitifully, and he could see Li Fan in that look.
"Okay, okay, I'll sing another ..."
Li Fan had to agree to come down, and then sang a piece of Xinzhe's "Over Fire".
Li Fan doesn't know much about trends and sings some old songs. But these songs, coupled with his unique voice, deeply attracted people around. There was a wounded one with a leg amputated, and his face was desperate. But in Li Fan's singing, his expression slowly became relieved, as if he had forgotten his pain.
After Li Fan finished singing, without waiting for Liao Wushuang to speak, the people around him had already started to chat together.
"One more song! One more song!"
Li Fan was stunned. What's the matter, I didn't come to the hospital for a concert!
But I don't know why, but Liao Wushuang pursed his lips.
"Don't sing!"
"Ah, why?"
"Because you are only allowed to sing to me alone."
Although Liao Wushuang talked a little bit overbearingly, but did not know why, Li Fan sounded a little happy.
Man, isn't it because you have a cheap nature?
"Then don't sing, are you hungry, hungry, thirsty?"
Although it is a taboo now, we can't help but let Liao Wushuang eat. Li Fan felt that the two seemed to be upside down a few days ago. Liao Wushuang was still looking after him in the hospital a few days ago.
If this vinegar jar of Murong Ying is known, it must not be fried!
Suddenly, there was some chill on Li Fan. At this time, don't think about that woman as well. I came to take care of Teacher Liao only because she was injured. That's right, that's it, this is the purest revolutionary friendship!
"I'm not hungry, I'm a little thirsty ... but I can't drink water now ..."
Instead, Liao Wushuang reminded Li Fan, "It will take a while, and now I can only endure, so don't hit me ..."
"Ok……"
Li Fan had to sit next to Liao Wushuang's bed, and at this time, the patients next to him begged.
"This friend, sing another song."
"Sing a song, can I pay for a song?"
"Can you come and light the stars?"
Li Fan's face is a black line. Do these people really treat themselves as stars?
"You are enough, he is not a singer."
Liao Wushuang is arguing for Li Fanming.
"Just sing ..."
The amputated patient wiped a tear of excitement, "I was going to commit suicide, but this little brother's song awakened my new life ideal ... Please sing another song, please ... "
He was almost begging, Li Fan really had no choice, so he said.
"Well then, sing another song, really the last one."
"Okay, thank you!"
"Thank you so much!"
The patients all cheered, which made Li Fan have the illusion that he was a big star.
He really doesn't think he sings well. He sang a few times before at KTV and it didn't have any response. Why is it so attractive today?
Li Fan cleared his throat again and sang Chen Guanpu's "Too Many" casually.
This time, many patients left with tears of excitement, as if Li Fan's voice could hit their hearts.
Li Fan didn't know that because his voice was full of qi, he brought a unique "magic sound enlightenment" effect. Everyone who listens to him sings will be moved by his unique aura.
A little nurse outside the door pushed into the door impatiently, "Who asked you to sing in the ward ..."
She had urged a patient named Li Fan to go to the hospital. However, she did not expect to hear someone singing when she was at the door of the ward. The hospital must be quiet, this is the basic rule!
She was about to be reprimanded, but was attracted by the singing. My God, those big singers I like can't sing such a nice song!
For a while, even the nurse was fascinated by the hearing. After Li Fan finished singing, everyone was still immersed in the intoxication and didn't want to wake up.
"Li Fan, stop practicing martial arts, go and be a singer."
Liao Wushuang very sincerely suggested Li Fan, "You will be very popular."
"That's not okay. I really want to blast it vigorously, but being a singer is not my pursuit. The life I pursue should be more exciting!"
Li Fan squeezed his eyes at Liao Wushuang.
"That ... first, sir ..."
The little nurse walked to Li Fan a little timidly.
"what happened?"
"You ... you have to go to the hospital ..."
"Oh, okay."
Li Fan just remembered that this matter had not been done yet.
"Hurry back soon ..."
Liao Wushuang urged.
"I see, I will be back soon."
Although Li Fan wanted to be quick, the hospital procedure was quite complicated. By the time he had finished going back to the ward, Liao Wushuang had fallen asleep. Li Fan did not wake her up, so she sat next to Liao Wushuang's bed. He reached out and touched Liao Wushuang's forehead, and had a low fever.
The doctor said that she had nothing to do with a complete fever reduction, during which time she could not leave anyone around.