Chapter 72 (1/2)
There is no host for this kind of concert, and the host of the voice is the music Qingling backstage.
”Surprise?” As the representative of the organizer of tianluoxing, Zhuang Zijian was very puzzled. He didn't remember what surprise arrangements were made today? If so, will Mr. Le's agency not allow him to add extra money? What's more, he is also a soul master, and his cultivation is not weak. But he asked himself, in any case, it is impossible to be able to ”swish” away like young master Le without the aid of mecha.
”Agent Le, what is the situation? Where is he going Chuang Tzu Jian asked Yue Qingling eagerly.
Yue Qingling's face was serious and said, ”it's a surprise. How can I tell you in advance. Wait a minute. Young master Yue needs time to prepare. ”
With the comfort of her words, the audience immediately quieted down a lot. pleasantly surprised? What kind of surprise will young master Le bring? He never had a concert before! What will happen this time?
The audience is looking forward to it. After all, it is their playboy!
Ziluocheng Huixin hospital.
Nancheng is tired and leaning on the chair outside the intensive care unit. LAN Xuanyu finally stabilized and her vital signs were normal. She didn't mean to die suddenly, which made her spirit relax a lot. It's not the worst news at all. It's enough for her.
As for the miracle, now she dare not expect too much, in her heart, as long as her son can live.
The doctor said that if the intensive care unit does not recover significantly in a month, he will be transferred to the general ward. In the future, he will have to rely on his family's call, and there may be a chance to wake up.
Nancheng has made this preparation. She decides to accompany her son in the hospital every day and call him every day. She believes that she can wake up her son.
How tired! Can't sleep. My son is restless today. What if there is anything in the middle of the night? LAN Xiao has a lot of pressure recently. Don't tell him. Let's stay here tonight.
Knead oneself some stiff cheek, South Cheng reluctantly let oneself become sober a few minutes, sit upright body.
However, the process did not last long. She was too tired, especially mentally. After a while, she still couldn't resist the self-protection of her body, so she leaned against the wall and fell asleep.
What she did not find was that while she was asleep, a silver figure suddenly appeared quietly in the intensive care unit.
He had long, blue hair spread behind his head, and when he entered the intensive care unit, all the surveillance failed. It's like there's a special magnetic field in him.
Tang Le stood in front of the bed, in fact, even he did not understand why he would appear here.
Just when he was singing before, there seemed to be a special force leading him here. When he came here, he saw the child lying on the bed in front of him.
Handsome face some pale, a head of short black hair. LAN Xuanyu, lying there, looks very quiet. All kinds of instruments are plugged in. It seems so fragile.
However, when Tang Le saw him, he had an inexplicable feeling. It seemed that the child had something to do with himself.
He seems to be a little familiar. Why is he familiar? Is this the first time I saw this child?
Tang Le's eyes were dull, but he was absolutely sure that he was really familiar.
He subconsciously raised his hand and gently stroked the little man's cheek. His face was a little cold, but when he touched the small face, Tang Le's heart suddenly trembled. All along, the calm and perplexed heart lake seems to have been thrown into a stone, with ripples. It seems that some of the softest places are touched instantly.
Is he ill? Tang Le's heart was inexplicably painful. He gently put his hand on LAN Xuanyu's forehead, and a faint golden halo slowly spread from his palm and dipped into LAN Xuanyu's body.