Chapter 6

As we passed the city center, the traffic became increasingly congested. Forty minutes later, the car finally stopped in front of the Second Municipal People's Hospital.

This opening is only for people to enter. Cars need to drive through the parking lot.

The ambulance arrived earlier and parked in the dam in front of the main gate. The lights on the roof were on, but there was no sound, and the people inside had already gone in.

Chu Linchuan pulled back the back door and said, "Let Xiao Li take you home. Don't get involved."

Cheng Lan put on a hat and a mask, revealing only a pair of eyes: "It's this late, it's okay."

Chu Linchuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He knocked on the car window and asked Cheng Lan to close it. "If you are on the trending search again this month, passers-by will be annoyed." He instructed Xiao Li, "See Cheng Lan enter the community and then come back to pick me up."

Cheng Lan shouted something from behind, but Chu Linchuan waved his hands and pretended not to hear.

Thinking of that curly hair, I feel an indescribable complexity of emotions.

He didn't realize his tone was a little anxious: "Excuse me, where is the patient who was just brought in by the ambulance now?"

The staff at the information desk pointed the way: "Go to the orthopedics department, on the second floor."

Chu Linchuan paused as he turned around: "Orthopedics?"

"Yes," the staff member gestured, "second floor."

There is a distance between the hall and the second floor outside. The temperature difference between day and night has been large recently, and the temperature drops a lot once you get outside.

Chu Linchuan forgot to take his coat, so he had to quicken his pace. He checked his phone, but it didn't ring.

In the past, if Xia Lanzheng had cried and made a fuss at Yang Yuxiao, Yang Yuxiao would have been so anxious that she would have called him and Chu Linyu.

There was a group of people gathered at the elevator entrance, but Chu Linchuan didn't wait. He took three steps at a time and went up to the second floor.

The smell of disinfectant hits you in the face. It’s not unpleasant, but it’s like a string hanging over your head. Whenever you stand here, your heart will be in your throat.

Chu Linchuan stood at the stairs. The corridor was spacious and empty. Two rows of silver benches were leaning against the wall, with a few people sitting on them.

A little further away, Xia Lanzheng was leaning on the chair on the left, looking furry.

He sat upright with his feet together, hands on his knees, and looked at the door of the consultation room.

Chu Linchuan's heart finally fell, dropped to the floor, and rolled to Xia Lanzheng's feet.

Xia Lanzheng sniffed twice, and the smell of disinfectant lingering at the tip of her nose was diluted by a hint of sandalwood.

There were footsteps approaching, three steps, two steps, and then stopping beside me.

——Familiar upper, a pair of leather black round-toed Derbys.

Xia Lanzheng's back straightened up suddenly, and the moment she raised her head, the back of her head hit the wall with a loud bang.

A layer of mist suddenly covered his eyes. He lowered his head to rub the back of his head, saw the pair of shoes that were slightly covered by the trouser legs, and raised his head again.

"elder brother?"

Chu Linchuan's Adam's apple rolled, and the words of accusation were swallowed back.

Since Xia Lanzheng started junior high school, she has never called him "brother". She either calls him "Hey" or gives him a sidelong glance.

At first glance, it sounds strange and a bit weird.

The aftereffects of the spicy barbecue were just beginning to kick in. Xia Lanzheng coughed twice and stuttered, "Why are you here?"

He blinked twice, tears soaking his eyelashes. A few of them were sticking to the corners of his eyes, making him uncomfortable, so he reached out to rub them.

Someone grabbed her wrist with a snap, startling Xia Lanzheng.

Chu Linchuan's palms were dry, callous-free, and icy cold.

He lowered his head and looked at Xia Lanzheng through the lenses: "Don't rub your eyes, they are dirty."

Xia Lanzheng was a little unhappy: "Be gentle, it hurts."

He struggled free, mumbling something, rubbing his wrist as he asked, "Are you sick too?"

"No," Chu Linchuan sat down next to Xia Lanzheng, leaving an empty seat between them. "Where are you hurt?"

Xia Lanzheng's name didn't appear on the screen at the entrance to the consultation room. Song Xinghuai? Chu Linchuan didn't recognize this person.

"I'm not hurt," Xia Lanzheng realized belatedly, "Are you here to see me?"

Chu Linchuan laughed in anger, crossing his right leg over his left: "I saw someone get in an ambulance on the road, looking for trouble."

Xia Lanzheng turned back, not knowing whether she was angry or what.

If Chu Linchuan didn't ask, he wouldn't say what was going on. He didn't refute or explain, just kept a sullen face and tousled his hair.

Whenever Xia Lanzheng got into trouble, she would always turn to her family for help. Chu Linchuan didn't like it, but he didn't bother to see what was happening.

When his father first brought Xia Lanzheng home, she was clearly a very well-behaved child. She spoke softly and didn't dare to reach out for food, instead quietly eating the octopus sausage in front of her.

But later, without paying attention, this person grew crooked.

After all, Chu Linchuan didn't understand the grown-up Xia Lanzheng at all.

His family advised him that Xia Lanzheng was young and he should give in to his younger brother. Chu Linchuan wanted to laugh. Is 21 still young?

There has to be a limit to fooling around.

Only two or three minutes had passed. Chu Linchuan sighed and moved aside. "Tell me, what did you do to that guy inside?"

All the smells turned into the smell of alcohol, and Chu Linchuan's face had an imperceptible fatigue that he deliberately suppressed.

He seemed inexplicably reliable, so Xia Lanzheng told the truth: "We bumped into each other on the road, and he fainted."

"Did you cause the accident?" Chu Linchuan asked.

Xia Lanzheng quickly shook her head, and her hair swayed.

I've only been here for two days, and I've been to bars and hospitals, and also ventured into the entertainment industry.

He tried hard to stay out of it, but by chance, he ran into a plot point from the original book on his way home from get off work.

This scene, which was supposed to be played by Lu Yanqing as a hero saving a beauty, was abandoned after Xia Lanzheng accidentally interfered with the plot.

I don’t know how many sleepless nights Song Xinghuai had stayed up, his electric scooter was so wobbly on his feet.

If something really happened, Xia Lanzheng would feel guilty.

So he rode his bicycle forward, and at the critical moment, he grabbed Song Xinghuai's arm, and both of them fell to the ground.

Xia Lanzheng was already in the ambulance at that time, and she didn't even think about asking for help.

He felt sorry for his car for two seconds, and then when he stood in the hospital corridor, he felt a sense of fear.

——He is just a supporting actor, and supporting actors don’t have the halo of the protagonist.

Whether in his previous life or now, he is like a chess piece placed in a square, and can never have any intersection with the outside world.

So when Chu Linchuan asked about it, Xia Lanzheng seemed to have finally found the connection with this world and said a lot in one breath.

"I didn't cause the accident. He was delivering a takeaway and almost hit the guardrail."

"I blocked it for him. The previous doctor said he was overtired and had a bit of... um, stress-induced blood sugar disorder?"

Chu Linchuan just listened without interrupting, rubbing something back and forth with his right hand.

Xia Lanzheng's worries disappeared without a trace.

The cheap second brother looked like a good person. He just came down from the table and came to the hospital to find him.

Then he heard Chu Linchuan say, "You dare to drive a four-wheeled vehicle up there? Do you really not care about his life or death?"

Xia Lanzheng exclaimed, "Ah!" "I'm riding a bicycle."

Chu Linchuan turned to look at him: "Which bike?"

"It's in the garage, black and white," Xia Lanzheng added, fearing he didn't understand, "and it has a blue lightning pattern on the front."

"Xia Lanzheng," Chu Linchuan lowered his crossed legs, "That's a gift I gave to Chu Linyu. It has the signature of his favorite contestant on it."

Xia Lanzheng took a long time to react, then stood up suddenly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know!"

Before leaving, he asked Yang Yuxiao if all the cars in the garage were drivable. After receiving a positive response, he proceeded to take possession of the bicycle.

The four-wheeled ones were too expensive, and he really didn't dare to touch them.

The patient across the street looked over at the sound. Chu Linchuan pulled Xia Lanzheng back and curled his lips: "Since you did a good deed, the car deserved its demise."

Xia Lanzheng tilted her head to look at his expression, then raised her eyes from the bottom up: "I'm really sorry, how about I make money and pay you back?"

Chu Linchuan never thought that one day he would sit down with Xia Lanzheng to discuss this kind of issue.

Things are so absurd.

"How long will it take you to make money with this method of yours?" Chu Linchuan said, and was stunned for a moment.

In the afternoon, Cheng Lan insisted on dragging him to the shooting site. He thought it was just a child's play, but it turned out to be unexpected.

Chu Linchuan knew that Xia Lanzheng's expressiveness was worthy of her good looks. If he put aside his prejudice, he would even receive higher praise.

Xia Lanzheng felt deflated after being poured a bucket of cold water on her head. She bit her lip and said, "It's just a little smudge on the paint. I'll think of a way."

Chu Linchuan asked: "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Xia Lanzheng: "What's wrong with my mouth?"

"It's a little swollen." Chu Linchuan narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't just swollen, it was red, and his lips were rosy and full. Maybe he was scared, but his pale face made his lips look even more eye-catching.

Xia Lanzheng felt uncomfortable being stared at, so she lied to him, "I hit the guardrail."

Chu Linchuan looked unconvinced.

Xia Lanzheng took a fancy to the hard chair back, half-knelt on one leg, pecked her head down, and was about to demonstrate on the spot.

"Don't be stupid," Chu Linchuan pulled him down, "Sit still and don't move."

"..." Xia Lanzheng said, "Can you please not tell my parents about what happened tonight?"

Chu Linchuan asked: "Why?"

"No reason," Xia Lanzheng shook her head. "Just don't tell me."

"Okay," Chu Linchuan looked at his lips a few more times, "Then you owe me a favor, and you have to pay it back later."

Xia Lanzheng cursed Wei Hao, the bad guy, in her heart.

After a moment of silence, Chu Linchuan's phone rang. He took a few steps to answer the call and casually threw something over.

Xia Lanzheng took a look and found that it was the hair tie that had fallen in the car yesterday. It was soft and had lost its elasticity.

"He's here... He's fine," Chu Linchuan patted his trouser leg. "He came to the hospital with a passerby... If there's anything else... I won't be the messenger."

Chu Linchuan lowered his eyes and looked at each other. Xia Lanzheng's gaze suddenly fell to the floor.

A cell phone was pressed against his ear. Chu Linchuan stood beside Xia Lanzheng and said, "Someone's looking for you."

Just as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from the other side: "Xia Lanzheng."

Xia Lanzheng felt guilty and forgot what she was doing. She leaned on Chu Linchuan's hand and said, "What are you doing, Cheng Lan?"

Cheng Lan was silent for a few seconds.

Then, Xia Lanzheng and Chu Linchuan both heard him shout, "Xia Lanzheng, quickly pull me off the blacklist!"

Chu Linchuan laughed and rubbed Xia Lanzheng's face with his fingers.

Xia Lanzheng finally came back to her senses, took the phone, turned her back and whispered, "You don't like me anyway, so let's not play together anymore."

There was another chuckle behind him.

Xia Lanzheng ignored him and was anxiously waiting for Cheng Lan's reply when the door of the consultation room was pushed open.

Song Xinghuai stood at the door with one foot on the ground, glanced at Chu Linchuan, and then looked at Xia Lanzheng.

"Are you okay?" Xia Lanzheng stood up subconsciously, her voice a little loud.

Almost at the same time, Cheng Lan's voice became even louder: "You're losing your temper again! Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"It's okay, it's just a sprained foot, it's been treated," Song Xinghuai shook his head and nodded, "Thank you so much."

Cheng Lan was confused: "Who?"

The person in front of me is Song Xinghuai, and the person on the other end of the phone is Cheng Lan.

Xia Lanzheng was stunned.

What a dramatic meeting.

He turned his gaze to the other male supporting actor present, but when he turned around, he saw a man in a black suit walking up from behind Chu Linchuan.

Lu Yanqing glanced at the clinic's doorplate, his expression unchanged, but he spoke in a gentle tone: "Who's injured?"

Xia Lanzheng: “…”

save.

It's a complete mess.