Coquettish

After Xie Yan changed her medicine, she went to the window again. The entrance of the hospital downstairs was empty, and the reporter could no longer be seen.

He turned to Fu Qing and said, "Brother Fu, we can go now, the reporters are gone."

Before leaving the hospital, Xie Yan called Sun Huaijun and said that Fu Qing had come and booked a house, and he was going to live there for a few days to recuperate.

Sun Huaijun was very talkative. After all, although he was economical, he was not a devil. He insisted on letting Xie Yan hurt in the filming, and even said that Xie Yan's scenes could be moved to the back.

But in the end, he said in an indescribable tone: "You two pay attention, don't be too public."

Xie Yan: "?"

What should we pay attention to?What's wrong with Zhang Yang?

After coming out of the ward, Fu Qing went to go through the discharge procedures, and Xie Yan waited for him downstairs.There are people coming and going in the inpatient department. There is a couple, one holding a child, and the other pushing an old man's wheelchair, queuing up at the place where the hospitalization procedures are performed.The man was holding the receipt and talking to the nurse, the child was about three years old, crying very hard, the woman was coaxing him, the old man himself was in a wheelchair, being jostled and slid out through the open gate.Taking care of patients is very strenuous, and accidents may happen if you look away for a moment. The wheelchair is not in a good position, and you accidentally fall down the stairs.

Xie Yan stood by the door, pulled up the wheelchair, and pushed it back to the husband and wife. The two thanked them again and again. He nodded and walked a little further.

After waiting for a while, Xie Yan felt a little pain in his left arm, not like the sharp pain when he was scratched, but a very slow pain.

Probably just pulled it up.

But Xie Yan didn't take it seriously, he wasn't an intolerable character.

When Fu Qing came down, she saw Xie Yan standing where she was, wearing a mask, revealing a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and waved to herself.

Although this is only a small county, it is close to the sea, and there are usually some tourists and many houses around.Fu Qing found a house for short-term rental, with two bedrooms and one living room, and all kitchen utensils are available, which is very suitable for living.

Xie Yan was wounded, Fu Qing first arranged him to rest in the house, and after a few words of advice, he went out to cook.

There's nothing to do, it's boring.

Xie Yan spent most of her time reading the script on her mobile phone these days, but she read too much, so she thought for a while and opened Weibo again.His mobile phone is too old, its performance is poor, and it was almost frozen by Weibo. It took a long time to realize that the number of fans on the account doubled, and there were tens of thousands of messages.

Xie Yan clicked on his only Weibo, and most of the hot comments have already turned into asking about his current physical condition, or how he was when he was injured.

The only person he followed was Yang Xun. He had already explained the cause and effect of this incident very clearly. Xie Yan didn't mention it again, but posted another Weibo.

"It's okay, don't read."

As a star, Yang Xun, as long as he is not filming, is like living on Weibo at other times. He is very interested in various gossips, and sometimes even wants to start a trumpet, but he is always stopped by his assistant. The main reason is that he is afraid He was too stupid to be discovered by netizens.

Therefore, as soon as he saw Xie Yan posting a new Weibo, he immediately sent a WeChat message, mainly to teach Xie Yan how to use this incident to stir up popularity, not for nothing, and for artists in the current circle. This is the truth, but Yang Xun is still a little puzzled: "The direction of the wind this time is quite normal. In the past, even if it was such a certain thing, some media always liked to sing the opposite tune to gain attention. What kind of depth is it?" Reveal the secret. Did your agent help you find someone for public relations?"

Xie Yan's hand paused on the screen, and opened another interface to search for his name. Most of the news came out not long ago. There were no photos of Xie Yan, only some text descriptions, or pictures from the police station, the female fan's The photos are also coded.However, the tone in these news was very biased towards Xie Yan, or he was not mentioned at all.

He felt a little strange. Although he didn't understand the rules in the circle, he could tell from the inside and outside meaning of Yang Xun's words that he was probably very difficult to deal with.And he didn't even let those people interview, let alone PR.

Xie Yan didn't think too much, and felt a little hot, took off the long-sleeved shirt, only to see some red stains on the snow-white sleeves.

is blood.

He frowned, saw a small patch of red on the white gauze, glanced at the sky outside, it was already getting dark, he didn't want to go to the hospital again, so he lay flat under the quilt.

Fu Qing was halfway through cooking, and worried that Xie Yan would be bored, so he walked in to take a look, and the child had already got into the quilt and fell asleep.

Usually Xie Yan doesn't like to sleep so much.

He thought maybe it was because of the injury and excessive blood loss that Xie Yan had been particularly lethargic these past few days.

Until he finished the meal and walked into the house, Xie Yan was still sleeping, Fu Qing yelled a few times, Xie Yan was still not quite awake, covered his eyes with his right arm, got up after a while, looked up Fu Qing, with her hair all up, asked sleepily, "Have you eaten yet?"

He fell into a drowsy sleep, with no strength in his body, but there were waves of dull pain in his left arm.

It was dark outside, the lights were not turned on in the house, and there was no light around. Xie Yan could only see a tall figure in front of him, but it was also blurry, and he couldn't see the face clearly.

Suddenly, that shadow approached Xie Yan, he knew it was Fu Qing, he didn't avoid it, but tilted his head and waited, his forehead was caught off guard by a big rough and generous hand.

He heard Fu Qing sigh: "Xiao Xie, do you know that you have a fever?"

Xie Yan was startled.He is in good health and doesn't get sick very much. Now he just feels that he has no energy and doesn't think about having a fever.

Fu Qing turned on the light: "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

Xie Yan didn't really want to go to the hospital, it was too late, and he would have to toss for a long time, he thought for a while, grabbed Fu Qing's hand, and both of them held tightly with their fingers: "I don't want to go now, I can do it tomorrow Do you want to go again?"

His usual voice is clear and clear, a beautiful juvenile voice, it seems that only when he is sick or drunk, he will be like this, very soft, very cute, it is hard to refuse.

It can even be said that it is like acting like a baby.

Fu Qing was slightly shaken, then shook his head again, dispelling that thought.After all, I'm in my thirties, and I won't be easily moved by children's acting like a baby.

"At least you have to know what you have a fever for," he said.

Xie Yan had no choice but to tell the whole story, and raised her left hand to show Fu Qing: "When I was discharged from the hospital today, an old man's wheelchair was about to fall down. I helped it, and the wound was involved."

Fu Qing saw a dark red spot on the gauze, and frowned: "So you hide so far, are you afraid of being discovered by me?"

He paused and said, "You have seen it yourself, so you plan to do this?"

Xie Yan was only wearing a thin T-shirt, with her head lowered, her eyes half down, and there was a red mark on the small half of her face: "No, it's too late today, I just want to go tomorrow."

Fu Qing asked: "Why do you go tomorrow? Is it because I am afraid of trouble, or because I don't like going to the hospital."

Xie Yan shook his head.He should just have a low-grade fever, just lack of strength, not too uncomfortable.

Not for these reasons.

He himself was not afraid of trouble, but thought that Fu Qing was on his way last night, so he slept for a while this morning.If you want to go to the hospital to see a doctor, you may have to toss until very late, and Fu Qing doesn't have a good rest, so it's better to wait until tomorrow.

Fu Qing looked at Xie Yan's face, her heart moved inexplicably, and she suddenly asked: "Because it will be too late to go to the hospital again, do you think it will affect my sleep today?"