you are written in my song

The two sat in the back of the car, Liang Yuchen's body was shaking all the time, and he clenched his fists tightly.

An Qiao forcefully turned Liang Yuchen's body to him, put his hands on his ears, and put his forehead against his forehead. Their lips were only one centimeter apart.

"Look at me, Xiaochen." An Qiao's voice was so bewitching that Liang Yuchen really couldn't take his eyes off him.

"Trust me, it's fine." An Qiao's voice was calm, calming Liang Yuchen's disturbed mood.

"An Qiao..." Liang Yuchen murmured subconsciously.

"I'm here, I'm here..." An Qiao put his left hand on Liang Yuchen's left ear, and gently stroked his hair with his right hand.Still maintaining the posture just now, looking at him with fixed eyes.

Liang Yuchen calmed down slowly, only to realize that the two of them were so close, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, so he hurriedly straightened his body.

An Qiao didn't respond, and sat upright, looking at the rain outside the window.

……

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when the two arrived at the hospital in Tianjin.Father Liang has already finished the operation and is lying in the ICU.

Liang Yuchen's mother was Yue Wanqin, a quiet and elegant woman who lived up to her name and taught piano at the university.He was sitting outside the ICU at this time, and his usually meticulous hair was a little messy.Seeing Liang Yuchen come back, his eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up and hugged his son.

"Xiaochen, your father has just finished the operation and is out of danger. You still need to monitor the situation." Although Yue Wanqin looks weak, she is assertive, not flustered.

"Okay, Mom, it's been so late. You go to rest first, and I'll talk to the doctor." Liang Yuchen said, hugging his mother.

"I won't go, I have to wait for your father to wake up." Yue Wanqin refused.

"Auntie, take a rest, so that Xiaochen can feel at ease." An Qiao said in a rare soft tone.

Yue Wanqin looked at An Qiao, and Liang Yuchen hurriedly introduced, "Mom, this is my friend, An Qiao. He is an MD graduate from the medical school. He will accompany me to find a doctor. Don't worry."

"Are you that writer An Qiao? I have many students who like you." Although Yue Wanqin has never read An Qiao's book, she has heard of An Qiao for a long time. When I saw her today, she is really outstanding.

After the two persuaded Yue Wanqin to go back to rest, they went to the attending doctor, who happened to stay to observe the patient's condition.When the two of them knocked on the door, Doctor Bai was taking a nap on his chair. He was exhausted physically and mentally after such a long operation.

Doctor Bai woke up from his light sleep when he heard the knock on the door, and went to open the door for the two of them.He never expected his idol to be standing outside, Doctor Bai felt that he was really consummated, and the idol knocked on the door late at night.Doctor Bai suppressed the excitement in his heart and welcomed the two of them in.

"Doctor, I'm Liang Jinghong's family member. How is my father doing now?" Liang Yuchen asked impatiently as soon as he sat down.

"We have done emergency treatment to your father, and he is out of danger. However, there are still some residual blood clots, and we recommend minimally invasive treatment. However, our hospital has limited equipment, so it is recommended to transfer to a larger hospital." Bai The doctor replied calmly.

"Do you still need to do minimally invasive surgery? I see, thank you doctor. I will check the situation right away." It is said to check the situation, but it is hard to find a bed in a large hospital, and it does not mean that you can transfer to another hospital.Liang Yuchen also knew this situation in his heart, and was very worried.

After An Qiao and the doctor chatted about their condition, they were about to go out.Doctor Bai stopped them with a loud voice, "Well, Mr. An Qiao, if it's not troublesome, can you sign for me?" Doctor Bai was very worried.

"No trouble, where is the signature?" An Qiao had the habit of carrying a pen with him, so he took out a pen and asked.

Dr. Bai quickly took out a few books from his desk, and they were all An Qiao's books. He was undoubtedly a true fan. "Here, here."

An Qiao signed the books one by one, and Doctor Bai was beside him the whole time, trying to be reserved but couldn't help but giggle.People sit at home, but idols come up to heaven.Doctor Bai reluctantly sent the two of them to the door of the office.

An Qiao's cell phone rang at this moment, it was actually Liang Yuchen's new song "Wu Shuang", but Liang Yuchen was already full of thoughts at the moment, he didn't notice this detail, he was always thinking about which hospital was suitable.

An Qiao answered the phone and said there: "Well, good. Wait for my news, it should be tomorrow."

An Qiao came over and took Liang Yuchen's arm, "Xiaochen, when uncle's condition stabilizes tomorrow, we will go to Beijing. Before coming, I have already contacted the hospital there, and the ambulance and people have already arrived."

Liang Yuchen looked at An Qiao in surprise, and his expression turned to gratitude again. Just as he was about to open his mouth, An Qiao said softly, "Don't say thank you, we are friends now, aren't we?"

Although An Qiao said so, Liang Yuchen still said: "An Qiao, I still want to thank you, although these two words are insignificant. Today, I thank you for my father's affairs, and thank you for being able to sing the new song of your movie , can sign you and Mu Feng's company, thank you too. I don't know how to repay you."

After Liang Yuchen finished speaking, he hugged An Qiao.An Qiao is [-], Liang Yuchen is shorter than him, and his lips just reach his chin.An Qiao was stunned for a moment, then raised the hand placed by his side, and placed it on Liang Yuchen's back.

The ward at night was very quiet, except for the nurses on duty at the nurse's desk in the distance, there was no one else.The two hugged each other quietly without saying a word.

……

On the second day, Liang Jinghong's condition really stabilized.Liang Yuchen and An Qiao took Liang's parents and Liang's mother to a private hospital in Beijing.The doctors in the hospital were very polite to them, even the wards were arranged in the best wards.Liang Yuchen was very grateful for An Qiao's arrangement, and at the same time secretly calculated how much medical expenses would be needed, and whether his savings would be able to pay for it.

Father Liang has already entered a steady stage of treatment. Mother Liang lives with Liang Yuchen every night and comes to the hospital to accompany Father Liang during the day.Because there is one room and one living room, Liang Yuchen lives on the sofa in the living room.

That day, Liang's mother cooked soup at home, and was about to go upstairs to Liang's father's ward, but saw a familiar figure in the lobby on the first floor.Yue Wanqin quickly took two steps forward, and patted the man on the shoulder: "Doctor Song?"

The man was dressed in a hospital white coat and looked very young, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which concealed his delicate face.This person was Song Yuren who was treating Liang Yuchen's vocal cords at that time. Liang's mother did not expect to meet him here.

Song Yuren turned around and recognized Yue Wanqin, "Aunt Yue, why are you here?"

Yue Wanqin replied: "Xiaochen's father is sick and is hospitalized here. Dr. Song, have you changed hospitals? Are you not in the original hospital?" Yue Wanqin remembered that Xiaochen was treated in a tertiary hospital. Dr. Song was working in that hospital at the time, but today he saw it in this private hospital.

Song Yuren's eyes dodged a little, and he stammered: "Ah, yes, I changed my job and now I'm in this hospital. What a coincidence, auntie."

"Speaking of which, I really want to thank you. Xiaochen is singing again now. His voice has recovered very well." Yue Wanqin thanked him sincerely.When Liang Yuchen's throat was broken, he really changed several hospitals. It was not until he met Dr. Song that his throat was really cured.

"It's been so long, you are too polite, this is our doctor's duty." Song Yuren said embarrassedly.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Mother Liang went to deliver soup to Father Liang.Song Yuren looked at Liang's mother's back in the distance and wiped off his sweat. He really didn't expect to meet her here.so close.

The author has something to say: Anshen: Plop~plop~plop~Yes, this is my heartbeat when my wife hugs me~