After the devil, she ran away again

Chapter 697 Inquiring about intelligence (2)

"It's a very old song." Du Yang said suspiciously, "You probably haven't heard it before, or did you hear it on the street?"

"I don't know." Chuan Qiong said, continuing to lean on the wall to pass.

Du Yang originally wanted to follow, but seeing Chuan Qiong's good friend Dan Zhu just standing there, he didn't follow.

Danzhu frowned and said, "I always feel that someone is staring at us, and it's not kind to go away."

Such a sudden sentence sent chills down Du Yang's spine, and he asked, "What?"

"I don't know." Danzhu said, "At first I thought it was a ghost messenger. I saw two voyeurs at night before, but now it's broad daylight... Chuan Qiong is also hospitalized for a long time, so there is no need for them to come."

"..." Du Yang looked around and said, "Don't scare me."

Seeing his timid look, Danzhu laughed, shook his head helplessly, and said: "If I could still praise Haikou for protecting you before, now I can only comfort you verbally."

For some reason, I always feel that there is something in Danzhu's words. Du Yang suspects that Danzhu is a gay guy who has a purpose for him, but he is quite normal after careful observation, but there is always room for misunderstanding what he says.

When Chuan Qiong went to the ward next door, he saw a man in his forties or fifties wearing a hospital gown standing on the balcony singing, he had finished singing a song and was moistening his throat.

There were two beds in the ward, one for the man was now vacant, and a thin old man was lying on the other, sitting on the edge of the bed and eating fruit.

Chuan Qiong walked up to the man and asked him what he was singing.

"..." The man looked around first, not sure if Chuan Qiong was asking himself, and after a while he said, "I'm a little tempted by you, old song, haven't you heard it?"

Chuan Qiong didn't shake his head or nod, and said, "I feel very familiar."

"You seem to have been seriously injured?" Seeing that Chuan Qiong's face was covered with bandages, the man couldn't help asking curiously.

"Is it heavy?" Chuan Qiong didn't seem to care about his injury, and asked indifferently.

"It's not heavy? You can't be the one in the next ward, right?"

Chuanqiong nodded.

"You are really amazing!" The man gave a thumbs up and said, "You can stand up so quickly after being beaten for nearly an hour, amazing, amazing."

Chuan Qiong didn't care about the stranger's compliment, his eyes were flat, and he said, "I want to hear you sing again."

"..." The man was stunned for a moment, blushing inexplicably, scratched his head and said, "Brother, you are the first one who wants to hear me sing, you are so flattered..." Although he likes to sing, he still knows how well he can sing of.

Seeing that Chuan Qiong's expression didn't look like he was joking, he sang the song just now again.

Chuan Qiong listened very carefully. He was sure when he had heard this tune, but he couldn't remember it.

His head hurts a little, and a vague image flashed by, as if a woman was sitting opposite him... The image was so fleeting that it was too late to capture it, but he subconsciously determined that the person must be Du Ruo.

"What's wrong? Doesn't sound good?" The man was a little embarrassed and said, "Maybe it's a little out of tune. Let me sing you another song that I'm good at. It's also an old song."

Chuan Qiong was still trying to recall the relevant episodes, and didn't pay attention to what the man said.

The man took it as his acquiescing. Anyway, there are many things like listening to music, but at the time it was unpleasant, and there would be no side effects.

(End of this chapter)