The second episode of "I am a singer-songwriter" has ended.

There is no doubt that Zhang Yu is the most dazzling.

The song "Compendium of Materia Medica" not only ignited the audience, but also ignited the topic.

After the game, Zhang Yu followed Lu Xian back to the hotel.

Rest for one night and prepare to return to Zhonghai.

However, the phone rang on the way.

"mom?"

Zhang Yu was a little surprised.

His mother rarely takes the initiative to call him.

"Xiaoyu, have you been very busy recently?" Li Qingfang said.

"It's okay!" Zhang Yu said, "What's wrong?"

He felt something was wrong.

"Your dad is in hospital."

Li Qingfang was silent for a moment and then said.

She seemed to be hesitating, as if debating whether to tell Zhang Yu or not.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yu asked quickly.

Although he traveled through time, he also inherited the memory of the original owner, which naturally also incorporated his feelings for his parents.

"Injuried......"

Li Qingfang did not elaborate, and even the logic was not very clear.

However, Zhang Yu figured it out.

A class A fugitive was recognized by his father. When he was arrested, he didn't expect that he had accomplices.

Then......

One person was caught, and others were seriously injured and hospitalized.

This is life-threatening!

Zhang Yu sighed.

His relationship with his father, Zhang Yuanchao, was not good and even somewhat tense.

The reason lies in his application for art school.

But just because the relationship is not good doesn't mean the relationship is not deep.

"Help me check when is the nearest flight to Chengdu?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yu immediately said to Lu Xian.

It's okay not to know, but knowing that Zhang Yu couldn't help but go back.

He wouldn't feel at ease unless he saw it with his own eyes.

Lu Xian didn't say anything and nodded.

Zhang Yu's hometown is in a small county in Bashu.

After getting off the plane in Chengdu, it still takes two or three hours to drive.

However, Lu Xian's assistant's job is undoubtedly very good.

As soon as they got off the plane, the rental company's car was already waiting at the station.

Instead of going home, he went straight to the county hospital.

When we arrived at the county hospital, it was already nine o'clock the next morning.

"Why don't you go find a hotel and take a rest first!" Zhang Yu said to Lu Xian, "I think I will stay for a few days."

"No rush!" Lu Xian said, "Let's see uncle first and then talk!"

Zhang Yu nodded and said nothing.

They came back all night and didn't get much rest at all.

"etc!"

Zhang Yu was about to open the door and get out of the car, but was stopped by Lu Xian.

When he was confused, he saw Lu Xian hand over a mask.

"Don't you know how famous you are now?" Lu Xian said.

Zhang Yu didn't say anything and immediately took it and put it on.

His current popularity is indeed amazing, and his popularity is also amazing.

"Compendium of Materia Medica" has become popular after a night of fermentation.

Especially since this song is Zhang Yu's response, or in other words, retaliation. Those who scolded him include celebrities such as Gao Feng.

Nowadays, the popularity of the topic is beyond imagination.

The song became popular, and so did Zhang Yuren.

In the words of netizens, I have never seen such a talented person.

Today, Zhang Yu is not a household name, but there are quite a few people who know him.

He's really on fire.

Zhang Yu now has more than 5 million followers on Weibo.

And it’s still growing rapidly.

Zhang Yu walked towards the hospital.

Lu Xian followed behind carrying something.

Those were not bought by Zhang Yu, but by Lu Xian personally.

After finding the ward, Zhang Yu pushed the door open and saw his father Zhang Yuanchao on the bed.

He has a short head and some white hair which makes him look a bit older.

There are still wounds on the face.

There is nothing wrong with saying that your nose is bruised and your face is swollen.

The forehead was still wrapped with gauze, and the blood was not soaked through, so the wound was probably not deep.

These are probably just superficial injuries.

The real injuries were stab wounds on the abdomen and chest.

Especially the stab in the chest was very close to the heart. If it had been a little off, he might have died.

At this time, he was taking an IV drip and seemed to be asleep.

And her mother, Li Qingfang, was sitting next to her.

"mom!"

Zhang Yu shouted.

Li Qingfang looked up at Zhang Yu and was stunned for a moment.

"Xiaoyu, are you back?"

Li Qingfang said with some surprise.

Wasn't he still in Yanjing yesterday?

"Yeah!" Zhang Yu nodded and asked, "How is my dad?"

"You're not dead yet!" Zhang Yuanchao opened his eyes and said coldly, "What are you doing here? Are you not going to class?"

"As a senior, you don't have to go to school on weekdays." Zhang Yu said, "Besides, this is also the weekend!"

Yesterday was Saturday, today is Sunday.

"Didn't you participate in some program? Are you still free to come back?" Zhang Yuanchao snorted and said, "Why were you eliminated?"

"Are you still paying attention to this?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Your mother nags you every day..."

"Okay!" Li Qingfang said, "Please calm down! Xiaoyu rushed back from Yanjing overnight when he heard that you were hospitalized. What else do you want from me?"

"You still have the nerve to say it," Zhang Yuanchao said, "I asked you not to tell him, don't tell him, but you didn't listen."

"Do you know that you almost died this time?" Li Qingfang said, "He is your son, shouldn't he know? I asked him to come back and collect the body for you."

"I'm not dead yet." Zhang Yuanchao said, "You want me to die so much?"
To be continued...