Among the surprised faces of a group of people, Zu Qi found that Heng Jingchen, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was actually there, with a bright smile on his beautiful baby face.
"Xiaozu is awake? It's time to get up and go to work."
Zu Qi: "..." What do you really want.
"What kind of work? Xiaoqi has just had surgery, and it's too late to go back to work!" Weng Yuxiang, who didn't understand Internet jokes, took Heng Jingchen's words seriously, and immediately retorted with a stern face, "If I'm here, don't let anyone else. I want to urge Xiaoqi to go to work."
Seeing this, Heng Jingchen quickly waved his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Auntie, you misunderstood, I'm joking."
Besides, Zu Qi has been refrigerated by Zhou Yan and his brokerage company for a long time. Even if he is in a hurry to go back to work, there is nothing for him to do, Heng Jingchen thought secretly.
Just after thinking about it, Heng Jingchen suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, the casting time for "Palace Wall" is almost over, I will tell the assistant director for you, when you feel better Just go try it out."
"Palace Wall" is a big ip movie supervised by Bai Guangjian Company. The original book has a lot of popularity on the Internet, and it is also a sweet pastry for many actors to win their blood.
Bai Guangjian had promised Zu Qi before that he would give him the role of the second male lead, and he had mentioned it many times on the phone later.
Originally, Zu Qi planned to talk to Heng Jingchen, but later he gave up this plan after taking into account that Bai Guangjian had specially told him not to be too loud.
Anyway, Bai Guangjian said that Zu Qi still had to go to the interview place to go through the scene, whether Heng Jingchen knew that there was not much difference.
Zu Qi nodded lightly and wanted to open his mouth to speak, but found that his mouth was so dry that he could only utter a few dry syllables.
"Water..." Zu Qi said with difficulty.
Butler Zhang hurriedly turned around and poured a cup of warm water. Xiaoya and Heng Jingchen stood nervously beside the hospital bed. Weng Yuxiang took the water cup and dipped a small amount of water on a cotton swab to slowly moisten Zu Qi's dry lips.
Weng Yuxiang was very patient in taking care of people. After Zu Qi felt better in her throat, she handed the water cup to Butler Zhang, and said to Zu Qi with a gentle smile, "I asked the servant to boil rice soup at home and bring it to the hospital. Do you want to drink now or later?"
Zu Qi was in pain all over, and there was an indescribable feeling of swelling from the wound in his abdomen.
He shook his head weakly, and glanced at the few people guarding the bed, but did not find Xue Jue's figure.
"Where's Xue Jue?"
Before waiting for a few people by the bed to answer, Xue Jue's cold voice sounded from another corner of the room: "I'm here."
Soon, Xue Jue's slender figure appeared in Zu Qi's line of sight. Butler Zhang and Heng Jingchen, who were standing on both sides, quietly gave up their seats, and Xue Jue went straight to the hospital bed.
Only then did Zu Qi see clearly that Xue Jue was still holding a baby wrapped like a zongzi in his arms, but from the angle where Zu Qi lay down, the baby's face could not be seen.
"Aiya, the child is already asleep, can't you take a break? Even holding it for two hours doesn't feel sore." Weng Yuxiang stared at the swaddle, her eyes almost glowing green, and she gestured to take the swaddle, "Let me hold the baby. I was taken away by you in less than five minutes."
Who knew that Weng Yuxiang's hand was just stretched out, but Xue Jue flexibly avoided it.
"He doesn't want to be hugged by you, so he will cry." Xue Jue said coolly, covering the child's head with one hand.
Hearing this, Weng Yuxiang jumped with anger, pointed at Xue Jue and said angrily: "How can you be a son like this? Can't I, a grandmother, want to hug my grandson?"
Xue Jue raised her eyebrows: "No, I haven't had enough."
"In the future, you will have the opportunity to hold the child, so why rush at this moment? Let me hug first." Weng Yuxiang, who saw that she could not get it by force, began to induce.
However, the hard-hearted Xue Jue refused to eat hard and soft, and resolutely protected the little baby in her arms like a child protecting candy: "I said no, I can't."
Weng Yuxiang knotted: "You are unfilial!"
Xue Jue snorted, turned her head and ignored Weng Yuxiang.
Others watched in disbelief as the mother and son went back and forth to fight for the child's ownership.
In fact, during the five or six hours that Zu Qi was in a coma, Xue Jue and Weng Yuxiang had fought countless wars of words.
It's a pity that Weng Yuxiang's combat effectiveness is not enough, and he can't say Xue Jue who is invulnerable, so the child was held in Xue Jue's arms from beginning to end, and Weng Yuxiang touched it pitifully for three or four minutes, almost looking through the autumn water.
Even Zu Qi felt that Xue Jue was too domineering after listening to Xiaoya's joking narrative, and it was not a peerless treasure. As for the baby, is it like that
Maybe after four or five years, that little boy will grow into a bear child that everyone can't avoid.
Zu Qi looked at the swaddle in Xue Jue's arms, and a very strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He couldn't imagine that this child was taken out of his stomach by Cui Junzhuo.
It looks like such a small mass, why can he support his stomach so big...
"Ten thousand." Zu Qi shouted in a hoarse voice.
Xue Jue was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little puzzled. Others didn't understand the meaning of the word Zu Qi.
Xiaoya, who only understands it in seconds, said quickly, "It must be the baby name that the wife gave to the young master. The wife should want to see the young master."
Heng Jingchen couldn't help laughing: "Ten million? Why did you choose this name? Is it because your son is worth ten million?"
Zu Qi: "..."
He really wanted to say that Heng Jingchen guessed right, but in the blink of an eye, Xue Jue's face, who was thinking the same thing, gradually became gloomy, so he had to swallow the words that came to his mouth.
"This name is my advice to my child, always reminding him to cherish life and beware of villains." Zu Qi said nonsense in a weak tone.
Heng Jingchen suddenly realized, immediately withdrew his smile, and said with emotion: "Little Ancestor, you are really a good father."
Zu Qi: "..."
Xue Jue didn't speak, only a very disdainful snort came from her nostrils, obviously not believing Zu Qi's seemingly serious rhetoric.
But getting angry, Xue Jue still carefully and gently put the child in front of Zu Qi.
The newborn baby is not good-looking, with a wrinkled face that looks like a freshly peeled orange, black and red skin, small eyes closed, and two small hands on his chest clenched into fists.
It's just a few poke hairs on the head that look decent.
Although Zu Qi had made psychological preparations in advance, he was still a little unbearable when he suddenly saw his son's monkey-like appearance.
It's too ugly!
Zu Qi thought so in his heart, and the expression on his face was reflected truthfully, and even his mouth said with extra honesty: "It's so ugly."
Xue Jue said unhappily, "You are ugly."
Zu Qi responded reflexively: "You are uglier."
"You are the ugliest." At this time, Xue Jue couldn't hear anyone say anything about his precious son, even if it was his son's other father.
So Xue Jue picked up the child angrily, and took two steps back to let Zu Qi see them. At the same time, he did not forget to retort: "You are the ugliest among us."
Zu Qi was speechless: "Young and not naive."
Heng Jingchen silently added: "You are also very naive."
Zu Qi: "..."
Finally, the arrival of Cui Junzhuo broke the awkward atmosphere. After he checked Zu Qi expressionlessly, he turned his attention to the little guy in Xue Jue's arms, and the expression on his entire face became particularly soft in an instant.
"The little guy knows who he is when he is born, and he is willing to be quiet in his father's arms." Cui Junzhuo cautiously poked the little hand that made a fist with his index finger, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Isn't it?" Xue Jue couldn't hide the smugness in her voice, "My son is as smart as I am."
Cui Junzhuo smiled and said, "The little guy also looks like his cousin. It seems that he will be a handsome young man who will fascinate thousands of girls in the future."
After chatting a few words, Cui Junzhuo turned his attention to Zu Qi, who was resting on the bed. In the blink of an eye, his expression returned to his original indifference, and he routinely warned: "During the rest period, eat less spicy and heavy food, eat more liquid food, and tomorrow It is better to get out of bed and walk around every now and then, which is more conducive to the healing of the wound, and you can leave the hospital after a period of time when there is no problem with the examination.”
Butler Zhang and Xiaoya next to them responded quickly, and carefully recorded Cui Junzhuo's words on their mobile phones.
After the instructions, Cui Junzhuo looked at the little boy who was sleeping soundly in the swaddling clothes for a while with a smile on his face, before being called away by the nurse.
Heng Jingchen was sighing, and he leaned into Zu Qi's ear and asked softly, "Who is that doctor? He seems to be very familiar with President Xue, and he seems to be a little hostile to you..."
Zu Qi said tiredly: "A Sichuan opera face-changing performer who was delayed by the medical industry."
Heng Jingchen burst out laughing.
After sitting for another half an hour, Heng Jingchen, who received a urging call from his agent, was about to leave. Before leaving, he repeatedly asked Zu Qi to read the script when he had time, and it was best to think about the role he was going to audition for.
"This time, the director and the producer personally selected the people. I heard that Bai Guangjian, the chairman of Huayi Production Company, is also here. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You have to hurry up and perform well."
Zu Qi: "...Okay, don't worry."
So Heng Jingchen left uneasy. In the end, he walked for less than half an hour. Bai Guangjian, who was carrying a lot of supplements, knocked on the door of the ward with a smile.
Now that his insomnia has been cured and his thick black hair has grown, Bai Guangjian looks radiant and more youthful. He took time out of his busy schedule to visit Zu Qi in the hospital, and assured in a low voice, "I have already written the script. Okay, take it easy, we'll just have to go through the motions."
Zu Qi thanked: "I will do my best."
Bai Guangjian quickly waved his hand: "You better have a good rest. It doesn't matter whether you read the script or not, it doesn't matter anyway, you can play as you like during the audition."
Zu Qi: "..."
I wonder if Heng Jingchen would cry on the spot when he heard Bai Guangjian's words.
After Bai Guangjian left, many people came to visit with valuables. Of course, these people did not come to Zu Qi. They could hope to catch up with Xue Jue. talk.
It's a pity that Xue Jue, who was a babysitter at the beginning, was addicted to holding her baby and couldn't extricate herself. She didn't want to listen to those people talking about work.
Seeing this, those people had no choice but to put down their gifts and leave in despair.
Xue Jue felt annoyed, and directly ordered Butler Zhang to reject all those who came to visit.
Butler Zhang responded, turned around and walked outside. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he almost bumped into someone standing outside quietly.
"Ah! Sorry..." The man took two steps back quickly.
Butler Zhang helped Xue Jue with matters on the Internet, and naturally knew this young man who was holding a bouquet and was a little timid. He couldn't help but look cold, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"
Tang Mo Ning pursed his lips in embarrassment, and subconsciously squeezed the bouquet in his hand with ten fingers. He blushed, and after a while, he muttered, "I'm here to visit Zu Qi."