Chapter 964 I Like Your Song
Led by Shengkuang, Ruan Qi went up to the second floor.
Yu Yurong, who was following behind the two of them, looked at the young and energetic figure of the girl from behind. She tried to hold back, but finally couldn't help it and reached out to pull Shengkuang's clothes.
Sheng Kuang turned his head in confusion, and seeing that Yu Yurong seemed to have something to say, he slowed down his pace and fell behind Ruan Qi.
"Ah Kuang," Yu Yurong said, the wrinkles between her brows could kill a fly, "Is this miracle doctor you hired really good enough? He's too young."
When Shengkuang heard this question, he couldn't help laughing.
"Sixth Uncle, I had the same doubt when I first met Ruan Qi. But facts have proved that her medical skills are really amazing. Believe me, if Xiao Qi can cure Xiao Ran and Old Qin, she can definitely cure Xiao Tian's illness as well."
When Xi Xiaoran and Old Man Qin were mentioned, Yu Yurong's uneasy heart calmed down a little.
He kept comforting himself in his heart, then he gritted his teeth and accompanied Ruan Qi to his youngest son's room with Sheng Kuang.
Yu Yurong knocked on the door.
Soon, the door was opened from the inside. A middle-aged woman with a slightly haggard face but a dignified temperament appeared in front of Ruan Qi.
The woman was stunned when she saw so many people outside the house, then her eyes fell on the only stranger, Ruan Qi, "Who is this..."
Sheng Kuang: "Sixth Aunt, she is the miracle doctor I mentioned, Miss Ruan. Xiao Qi, this is my Sixth Aunt, Lin Zhi."
"Ms. Lin." Ruan Qi nodded with a smile.
A hint of surprise flashed across Linzhi's eyes. Apparently, like her husband Yu Yurong, she had not expected that the miracle doctor Sheng Kuang had mentioned would be so young.
However, her good manners allowed her to quickly accept this somewhat shocking information. She gently nodded to Ruan Qi, "Miss Ruan, thank you for your help."
After saying that, Lin Zhi opened the door and led Ruan Qi and the other two into the bedroom.
A strong smell of disinfectant hit me in the face.
Ruan Qi looked up and around.
The bedroom is very large, at least 30 square meters, with a separate bathroom and home theater.
The interior is decorated in a lively and clean navy blue, with bright yellow curtains that complement the white furniture. It's clear that the designer of this bedroom wanted the people who live here to be energetic and cheerful.
But, surprisingly, this lively and clean room now had its windows locked, its bright yellow curtains drawn tightly shut. And next to the large bed covered with cartoon-style sheets, stood an IV bottle rack, standing rather awkwardly.
There was also a bag of liquid with unknown medicinal ingredients on it, shaking gently.
Ruan Qi's gaze paused on the IV bag for a second, then moved downwards to look at the person lying on the bed.
Although the light in the room was dim, Ruan Qi could clearly see that the person on the bed was covering his head tightly with the quilt.
Lin Zhi followed her gaze and her expression changed slightly when she saw this scene.
She hurried over and bent down to pull the quilt off the man's head.
"Xiaotian, don't hide in there, you'll get bored."
The person under the quilt didn't make a sound, but held on to the corner of the quilt tightly and refused to let go.
Lin Zhi didn't dare to use too much force and could only coax him gently: "Don't be afraid, Xiaotian, the doctor is here. She is here to help you..."
"I don't believe it!" The little boy's stubborn and crying voice came out from under the quilt.
He covered his head tightly and shouted in a muffled voice: "The doctors said they couldn't save me! I don't want to see anyone! I'm too ugly!"
When Linzhi and Yu Yurong heard this, they almost shed tears.
Yu Yurong walked to his wife and gently patted his little son under the quilt. "Don't be afraid, Xiaotian. This doctor can really save you. Dad doesn't lie."
But the child seemed to have been disappointed too many times. He didn't believe a word his parents said and just hid in the quilt dejectedly.
Lin Zhi and Yu Yurong were at their wit's end.
"Let me do it." Ruan Qi, who was standing aside, suddenly spoke.
Lin Zhi and Yu Yurong turned their heads at the same time.
"Ms. Ruan, you..."
"Leave it to me." Ruan Qi gestured for the two to move aside.
Then she sat down beside the bed, holding the medicine box.
"Hello, little friend in the quilt."
The child was silent.
Ruan Qi didn't care and continued, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Ruan Qi. I'm a doctor and also a celebrity. Do you watch TV dramas? Do you listen to music? Have you heard of me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the slightly rapid breathing under the quilt paused.
Ruan Qi's lips curled up, and then a sad expression appeared on her face. "So you haven't heard of me. It seems I'm not famous enough in the entertainment industry. A few days ago, my agent said my fan base was about to break 30 million. It turns out he lied to me."
After saying this, she pretended to sob twice.
The grand spectacle on the side was enough to make people stunned.
Are all celebrities nowadays so split in personality?
Smiling one second, and crying the next?!
It’s really not easy to work in this industry!
Shengkuang was lamenting in his heart the difficulties faced by workers, while Ruan Qi, who was sitting on the bed, had already started to sob softly.
"Brother Chen told me before that the songs I composed, 'First Love' and 'One Thought', were popular throughout China, and even the old ladies and little kids on the streets could sing them. He must have been lying to me. It seems I'm really not cut out to be an artist..."
Maybe Ruan Qi cried too sincerely, and her breathing under the quilt became more and more rapid.
finally--
A small voice floated out from under the quilt.
"no."
Ruan Qi paused in her tears, "What did you say?"
"...You're not." The voice under the quilt seemed a little hesitant. He paused for two or three seconds, and finally stammered, "I, I know you! You're very popular! You're definitely popular!"
Maybe because they seldom communicate with others, the organization and order of language of young children are a bit disorganized.
However, he has fully expressed his meaning.
The corners of Ruan Qi's lips rose a little more.
She blinked, bent down closer to the quilt, and asked uncertainly, "Am I really that popular? Have you watched my TV series? Have you heard my songs?"
“…I’ve heard of it.”
After that, the little boy was silent for several seconds, then blurted out a few words, "'War Song', nice."
Ruan Qi raised her eyebrows in surprise.
She has composed three songs in total.
Among them, "First Love" is the most widely sung, and "One Thought" is the most high-end.
Although "War Song" was used as the theme song for physical exercises during recess in many primary and secondary schools, it was originally used as the background music for variety shows, and its tune is too passionate, so its popularity among the public is not as high as the first two songs.
Especially children under ten years old and middle-aged and elderly people over fifty years old are not very receptive to this kind of rock-style songs.
So, she didn't expect that the child in the quilt would like this song.
Ruan Qi blinked, moved a little closer to the quilt, and asked sincerely, "Little friend under the quilt, why do you like "War Song"?"
This time, the little boy was silent for a full half minute.
Then he spoke in a muffled voice.
"'Battle Song' is very powerful. It helps me get through difficult times."
Ruan Qi didn't expect to get such an answer.
She was stunned for a moment.
A strange feeling of bitterness and emotion, like a ball of clean and pure cotton, blocked my heart.
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