He Bo'an looked at the phone pitifully, and then called again through gritted teeth.
Do not pick up.
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight...
Bai Weiwei couldn't bear it any longer and finally got through.
"He Bo'an, are you annoying?"
He Bo'an was silent for a while before he said awkwardly, "I have a stomachache."
Bai Weiwei said without any hesitation, "Where's Xiao Mu?"
He Boan lied without blinking, "He went out in the morning and fell and lay in the hospital with a broken leg."
Bai Weiwei didn't feel any soft-hearted, "Oh, then you can take the medicine, the water can be poured by itself."
He Bo'an immediately breathed intermittently, "I'm in pain and can't get up."
Bai Weiwei said coldly, "Then you can swallow it hard."
So cold, so... so cruel.
He Bo'an felt that he was going crazy. Why did he call her with a stomachache.
He became angry, "I can't get up, I can't get the medicine, I'll just die of pain."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone viciously.
Then he lay down on the sofa and stared at it dumbly, his stomach cramping, but he didn't feel it at all.
Because he felt the pain in his chest was even worse.
He Bo'an curled up angrily, not coming if he didn't come, he didn't care.
The door of the apartment opened suddenly, and He Bo'an turned back suddenly, surprise flashing in his eyes.
Bai Weiwei is here
"Brother An, what's the matter with you?" Xiaomu walked in with a bag of supermarket food.
The surprise in He Bo'an's eyes dimmed, and he turned his head away, "Nothing."
Xiaomu walked into the kitchen, put food in the refrigerator, and then walked out and said, "I think I saw Sister Weiwei."
He Bo'an's ears perked up immediately, "Where did you see it?"
Xiaomu: "When I came up just now, I saw Sister Weiwei coming here in a taxi, but I just pressed the elevator and didn't have time to say hello to her."
He Bo'an sat up with a sigh, pulling his stomach too hard, making his face pale.
Xiaomu became anxious, "Brother An, do you have a stomach problem?"
He Bo'an pushed him away, and immediately said, "Get out, get out quickly."
Xiaomu looked dull, "Where are you going? I haven't cooked for you yet."
He Boan's expression was painful and joyful, "Go to the hospital quickly and tell the doctor that your leg is broken and needs treatment."
Xiaomu looked down at his leg, it's fine, where is it broken
He Bo'an was afraid that his lies would be exposed, and said fiercely: "If you don't go, I will break your legs."
Xiao Mu's legs trembled and left immediately.
He Bo'an did not forget to remind, "Remember to take the stairs for me."
Xiaomu felt that it wasn't his leg that was broken, but Ange's brain... cough.
After Xiaomu left, He Boan immediately lay back on the sofa, his stomach hurt more and more, but he became more and more excited.
She still came to see him.
He Bo'an could not wait to laugh three times, but soon his face became ugly.
What is he looking forward to
It made him seem to want her to come.
He Bo'an pursed his lips, thinking about the dramas he played, life and death, the more miserable he was, the more he thought about it.
Thinking about it, his eyes showed sadness, combined with the pale face caused by the stomach pain, it looked like he was about to die.
Bai Weiwei knocked on the door, but no one opened it. She tried to open the door, but the door was not locked.
She went in and saw He Bo'an curled up on the sofa, her hair was messy, her face was miserable, and she felt like she was going to return to the west.