Poisonous milk became the film king and found out that I was actually Bai Yueguang [Entertainment]

According to Lei Fuchao's repeated orders, Xiao Ping only asked for half a day off for him. Before leaving, he watched Lei Fuchao drink half a glass of lemonade honestly, closed his eyes and covered himself with the quilt, and fell asleep.

However, until the lunch break, Lei Fuchao still didn't return to the crew to sell his vacation.

Filled with bewilderment, Xiao Ping searched around in the lounge and the hotel room, but found nothing, his heart sank, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called Lei Fuchao twice.

Busy tone, no answer.

Not very good, he hurried to the hotel where they stayed last night.

Because no one expected that the two of them would not leave together, they only needed a room card, which is currently kept by Lei Fuchao, who left later. Fortunately, Xiao Ping's ID card was used to open the room. After a few minutes of tossing, Xiao Ping got the new key card and stepped into the room.

The room was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.Walking through the porch, Xiao Ping tentatively glanced at the bed, and found that something went wrong.

——Lei Fuchao was still lying on the bed weakly, his posture was similar to the posture he saw before he left, except that the quilt in front of his chest was squeezed into a tight ball, the quilt was crumpled, and the quilt came from the body of the person wearing the quilt Slid down more than half.

There were a few stains on the floor beside the bed. It seemed that Lei Fuchao had vomited a lot of acid water on the ground by the bed, but he didn't spit out any obvious vomit.

Which meant that he had vomited elsewhere at least a few times before, and vomited out a whole lot of stuff that went into his stomach at dinner time.

Xiao Ping trembled in his heart, paused for a while, didn't bother to change his slippers, strode to the bedside and lifted the quilt to check Lei Fuchao's condition. The degree of pressing in the stomach is so great that it can almost be said to be "embedded".

Xiao Ping quickly pulled his hand away, held it in his own, and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you call me if you feel uncomfortable?"

Lei Fuchao seemed to be in a daze. Seeing him appearing suddenly, he didn't show any surprise of being rescued, and didn't even think about what time it was. He just looked back at him several times with half-opened eyes. , as if to observe whether he was angry or not.

"I can't reach the phone." After a few seconds, Lei Fuchao replied softly, the volume was no louder than a mosquito, and the excuse he gave was a lie.

Xiao Ping didn't get angry at him.

Regarding this matter, Xiao Ping was already exhausted.

The two had a long and deep confrontation. This time, Xiao Ping sighed and gave up the dispute first. He turned around and went to the bathroom to get a glass of water, soaked a towel, and squatted back with the two glasses. Coming to the bedside, the gentle voice reminded Lei Fuchao: "Brother Lei, rinse your mouth, I will take you to the hospital."

Lei Fuchao was more or less surprised by his reaction, and his spirit was also slightly lifted.

Lei Fuchao slowly squirmed on the corner of the bed, poked most of his head out of the bed, took a mouthful of water in his hand, spit it into another empty glass, and moved his body along the way, Trying to barely sit up.

Xiao Ping quickly put down the cup, stretched out his hand to give him a hand, then shook out the hot towel and wiped his sweaty face a few times, Shanshan criticized: "I'm willing to go to the hospital immediately, you know Are you uncomfortable?"

The feeling of hot air gently rubbing against his face to wipe off the cold sweat was very comfortable, so comfortable that Lei Fuchao subconsciously squinted his eyes.Hearing this question, Lei Fuchao neither nodded nor shook his head, but squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Ping, and stretched out his ring-wearing right hand to put on his shoulder full of bribery.

Even this movement took a lot of effort from Lei Fuchao, it was not fast, it was like climbing from his forearm to his shoulder step by step, and then hooked his neck, Xiao Ping naturally noticed it.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Ping took out stomach medicine and stuffed it between Lei Fuchao's lips, asking knowingly.

Lei Fuchao swallowed the pills with the water brought to his mouth, and whispered confidently: "You can't scold me."

"Otherwise you will regret the marriage?" Xiao Ping raised his eyebrows.

"No, but you can't scold me." Lei Fuchao said, although his tone was weak, but he was firm, as if he was expounding some fairly just rules, "You have to face me."

Xiao Ping was forced to laugh angrily by him, and was speechless for a while, so he could only lower his body down again, and helped him out of the bed little by little in this shoulder-hooking posture.

It is not clear whether it is because of the dizziness or stomach pain caused by the drunkenness, but Lei Fuchao walked unsteadily, unable to stand firmly at all.

Always go straight to the side without taking a few steps.

Xiao Ping walked beside him, carefully trying to wrap his arms around most of his waist, bearing the weight of him leaning over from time to time.

After all, if he didn't take a few steps, Lei Fuchao would definitely not be willing to admit directly that he couldn't walk to the hospital alone.

Xiao Ping didn't wait too long, this time he only tried two or three times, Lei Fuchao had to stop, fell on him and gasped for a few minutes, and almost broke his left hand again. Press on the top of the stomach.

"Brother Lei, can you let me carry you to the hospital?" Xiao Ping kept his eyes on the other side, pulled his hand away in time, and asked softly.

Lei Fuchao has already woken up more than half of the night wine, although his mind is still a little buzzing, but the pros and cons can still be analyzed, so Lei Fuchao flatly rejected it: "No, there are too many people in the film and television city."

When it's a last resort, it doesn't matter if you lose face in the crew. He has been in the entertainment industry for ten years. As a place where various crews meet, what if he meets more acquaintances?

Xiao can grasp his train of thought with his little finger, and there is no other good way at once, he can only suggest: "Or I will cover your face?"

This is indeed an idea, but it is a pity that Lei Fuchao thinks it is inappropriate.

As a gathering place for celebrities, there are few people here who will deliberately cover their faces. Once such a person appears, I am afraid it will only attract more attention and a higher rate of return. I am not sure which acquaintance You can recognize him by clothes or other details.

Lei Fuchao hesitated, staggered on the spot again, nearly fell down, Xiao Ping couldn't wait any longer, just listening to the weight of his breathing, he couldn't stop panicking.

"Or," Xiao Ping chose to break the boat, freed one hand, stretched his arm and tore off the white sheet on the bed, "let's buy this sheet, I will cover you completely, and carry it to the hospital .”

Lei Fuchao:?

Lei Fuchao was silent for a while, not quite able to understand why Xiao Ping could come up with such a sand sculpture idea, but it seemed to be very effective.

"Okay." After pondering for a moment, Lei Fuchao finally nodded in agreement.

Xiao Ping breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and immediately unfolded the bed sheet to cover him, and put him on his back.

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Although it felt a little strange at the beginning, after gradually getting used to it, Xiao Ping no longer thought there was anything wrong with this method.Everything is to get Lei Fuchao into the hospital as soon as possible.

In just one or two minutes after getting out of the room and getting off the elevator, he could clearly feel that Lei Fuchao was going to be unable to hold on anymore, his breathing rate became faster and faster, the amplitude became shallower, and the frequency of sudden shivering became more and more frequent. Many, once he drives too fast, sometimes he can't help letting out a half moan.

Even so, when he went down to the hotel lobby to explain the situation and paid the fee, Xiao Ping couldn't help but look in the mirror when he saw the full-length mirror erected on the side of the lobby out of the corner of his eye.

This look is really turning heads [-]%.

But even if it becomes [-]%, no one will be able to recognize that there is Lei Fuchao in the bed sheet. This is just a ball of bed sheet monsters. Those who don’t know think that Xiao Ping is possessed. .

Lei Fuchao hides listlessly in the bed sheet, unable to see what Xiao Ping is doing, all he can see is the bright and clear color produced by the sunlight reflecting on the white sheet, he is very concerned about the new nicknamed sheet he has won Blame nothing.

So after surviving the latest wave of acute pain, he came back to his senses and kissed the side of Xiao Ping's neck in the bed sheet.

Now the communication between the two has become a bit cumbersome, and Lei Fuchao has no strength to speak up, Xiao Ping seems to understand this as the meaning of urging action, and soon started to walk again, with bumpy steps It made his eyes go black.

But this would be the fastest way to reach the hospital, Lei Fuchao didn't make a sound.

Unfortunately, not too far away from the hotel, the two of them ran into Chen Xing who came out for a lunch break to hold a toothbrush.

Chen Xing looked up and down in amazement, and carefully looked Xiao Ping from head to toe, especially focusing on the other head that slanted out from his shoulder and was wrapped in the bed sheet.The shape of the head, to be exact.

"Xiao Xiao," Chen Xing waved his hands behind his back with some hesitation, "You're doing performance art?"

Lei Fuchao in the bed sheet: "..."

Xiao Ping: "..."

The author has something to say: Thanks to "Xu Yu" and "Xiaoxiao Muyu" for their nutrient solutions~.