Ling Shu has a fever.
This fever is not an ordinary heat, it is a high fever of 40 degrees.
The family doctor was out of control and sent them to the hospital overnight.
Earlier, Yue Dingtang thought that he was deliberately ill to escape interrogation and reprimand, and it was not until he touched the other's forehead and felt the heat from his palm that he realized that something was wrong.
Ling Shu has always been injured these days, from Yuan's underground warehouse, to Shen Shiqi bringing people to teach him a lesson, and then taking Jiang He to flee late at night. Time and again, old wounds have not healed, and new ones have been added. Not to mention Ling Shu, who has thin skin and tender meat.
His face was pale.
It was so white that there was no blood at all, especially under the light of the light bulb.
He was still wearing Yue Dingtang's pajamas, but he was lying on the hospital bed with a sling in the back of his hand.
"Mr. Ling's stomach may not be very good. Let's stay in the hospital to observe the situation overnight. Remember to eat a light diet these days, and avoid meat and fish."
The doctor's words were still in his ears, and Yue Dingtang had a headache.
It's not that he has a cold and a fever in the rain, but why does he have a bad stomach? How many problems does this person have
Yue Dingtang turned his eyes back to the hospital bed.
The patient was in a state of confusion, his eyes were half-open, and faint smoke waves flowed out from the gaps, appearing to be awake but not awake, and cloudy.
There were still words in his mouth.
It's just that the voice is too low to hear what is being said.
Yue Dingtang bent down and leaned forward.
"Old Yue..."
The other party called out his name.
Yue Dingtang hummed, "I'm here."
Ling Shu: "He You'an's side,"
Yue Dingtang frowned slightly: "Take care of yourself first, you don't have to worry about her affairs."
"No," Ling Shu was weak, and reluctantly raised his voice, "I mean, the remuneration He Youan promised last time has not been paid, you remember to ask her to change it into US dollars, these days, the US dollar keeps its value, don't let Yuan Datou..."
Yue Dingtang: …
At this moment, he really had a feeling of being thrown to the ground by Ling Shu.
But the other party hasn't finished speaking yet.
"Also, Uncle Zhou's chicken soup was boiled so hard, I haven't finished drinking it yet..."
The old butler heard it next to him and was very moved.
This child must have been thinking about his own mind. He had a high fever and was in a coma, and he still couldn't forget the half bowl of chicken soup.
"I'll go back and let people boil it, just as you feel better tomorrow, I'll send it to you, keep it for you to drink enough, and those snacks you like, jade crispy cage, golden shrimp balls, I will also let you The cook does the same thing, okay?"
Ling Shu smiled contentedly, and said vaguely, "Uncle Zhou is so nice."
The old butler looked kind.
Yue Ding Tang was speechless.
He really didn't have time to watch, turned around and left the ward, and walked around the corridor.
Although it is night, but not tired.
The smell of ice and snow drifted in outside the open window, and the face was cold and refreshing.
Occasionally, the patient's family members pull the doctor to beg and plead bitterly.
In the crack of the door that was opened a little, the doctor shook his head at the patient who failed to rescue him, and offered some innocuous comfort to his family.
But, there are many more patients who cannot afford the hospital.
Looking down from the window on the third floor, on the snowy street, beggars huddled together, and pedestrians in thin clothes came and went in a hurry, unable to give a single coin of kindness.
There was a movement not far away, interrupting Yue Ding Tang's quiet meditation.
He looked at the prestige, and there were many people around the door of the ward at the end of the corridor, including old acquaintances that Yue Dingtang knew.
"Old acquaintance" turned his head to see him inadvertently, was stunned for a moment, then put on a smile and walked quickly.
"Mr. Yue, why are you here? Could it be that someone at home...?"
The other party is Teng Siping, the owner of the film company.
Yue Dingtang hummed, not wanting to say more, but instead asked: "I saw Chenggong entering the ward just now, where is it?"
Teng Siping sighed: "Miss He is injured."
Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows: "Are you all right?"
Teng Siping smiled bitterly: "I can't say it's all right, it's just a little bit, it's too dangerous!"
In He Youan's new play, she plays a progressive female student.
In order to resist the feudal marriage set for herself at home, and to resist the oppression of her father on her mother, the heroine ran away in anger, but was arrested again because of her inexperience.
Her parents asked her to marry the son of a local gentry. She refused to obey and went on a hunger strike to protest. The family did not compromise, but instead cooperated with the man to tie her to a sedan chair and try to cook cooked rice.
The female student who woke up on the night of the bridal chamber was distraught and planned to hang herself. After being rescued, she couldn't think about it, so she began to think about the way to escape. Advanced and enlightened Shanghai, she wrote articles and reported her experiences, and became well-known, and she became famous because of this. She was employed in a girls' middle school and developed a relationship with a male teacher.
But after becoming famous, the heroine did not get rid of her predicament. Her reputation was passed on to her hometown through acquaintances. Her former husband's family came to Shanghai to confront her and sue her for immorality.
This is a typical movie that reflects the tragedy of the times. There are many such movies and similar plots, but this one, because of He Youan's participation in the film, has already attracted the attention of the newspapers and magazines before the filming started. There are also well-known The writer discussed the poisoning of feudal marriage to women in the declaration, setting off a wave of discussion.
When He Youan had an accident, he happened to be filming the scene where he was hanged on the night of the bridal chamber.
The red candle flower tent, the beauty of Fengguan Xiapi grieves and tears, she is desperate, her husband who has never met is toasting outside, she is locked in the room, waiting for the unknown fate, the husband's family is firmly guarded, the weak woman has no way To resist, you can only choose the most decisive way.
He Youan has been very vigilant since he received the stills with far-reaching implications, and resolutely refused to appear in the hanging scene, for fear of what would happen to him.
However, the director believes that this is a poignant and sad scene, and it is also one of the scenes that most resonates and sympathizes with the audience.
Hearing this, Yue Dingtang asked, "Miss He finally compromised?"
Teng Siping nodded: "You'an loves movies and is willing to make sacrifices. She doesn't want to destroy the essence of the whole drama for herself, but we didn't dare to ignore her concerns, so we sent some more people around to watch. , once she hangs the white lingerie, she just needs to stand on tiptoe, and someone will immediately go up to help her down, and the stool is also checked and checked, but I didn't expect to take every precaution and something happened."
What happened was not that the stool was not firm, nor that the white ling was broken and caused He Youan to fall, nor was the beam hanging on the white ling, but the beam next to it, which slammed down when He Youan left the white ling, and hit her directly. and another member of the crew.
The latter's head was smashed with a big hole in the bowl, and blood was everywhere on the spot, and now he is still alive and dead.
He Youan was hit on the shoulder and head, and he was still conscious, but he also shed a lot of blood, scaring the people around him.
Mr. Cheng had just visited the studio at that time, and as soon as he walked away, something happened to He Youan on the back foot. Teng Siping was frightened all the way to the hospital. He was afraid that He Youan would be good or bad, and he was even more afraid that Mr. Cheng would take anger on him.
"Fortunately, Amitabha, God bless you, You'an is not in danger, but the doctor said that the concussion and trauma are also serious. I am afraid that I will have to recuperate for several days now, and I will not be able to film for the time being."
Teng Siping looked happy.
Yue Dingtang nodded: "It's good if there is no danger of life, everything else is second."
Teng Siping smiled wryly: "Who said it wasn't, fortunately, You'an is still sober and can recognize people. I heard that people who are more seriously ill don't even remember them. Mr. Yue, you have to go in and have a look. See Miss He?"
Yue Dingtang calmly said: "Since Mr. Cheng is here, I won't go in to disturb you. You convey my greetings on my behalf and wish her a speedy recovery. I will go back to see my family first."
Teng Siping responded in a row and watched Yue Dingtang leave.
When the other party was far away, he remembered that he had just been frightened by He Youan, and he forgot to care about who the relatives Yue Dingtang came to hospital in, whether it mattered, and which ward they lived in.
This was a great opportunity to get closer to the Yue family, but he missed it all his life.
Teng Siping was stunned.
When Yue Dingtang returned, the old housekeeper had not left yet, and was sitting beside the bed talking to Ling Shu.
The latter is obviously very tired but refuses to sleep, and insists on pulling the old housekeeper to gossip.
As soon as the old butler saw Yue Dingtang, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fourth Young Master, this child is disobedient and refuses to sleep, so you still have to take care of it."
Behind the old butler.
Ling Shu blinked at him and made a gesture.
Yue Dingtang was expressionless.
"Don't worry about him, the boss is not too young, the big deal is to fall ill again, take more medicine, and simply stay in the hospital. Your chicken soup, duck soup, sesame and mung bean soup can also be saved."
The old housekeeper: "Oh, don't say that, Xiaoling is also very uncomfortable. The doctor said that he has to be hospitalized tonight, or I will stay and watch, you go back to rest first!"
"No, you go back, I'll stay." Seeing that the old housekeeper was still waiting to persuade Yue Dingtang, he added, "I have something to talk to him about."
The old housekeeper was worried and promised, but his body remained in the ward, and he was slow to walk.
Yue Dingtang: "Uncle Zhou, do you have anything else to do?"
The old butler hesitated: "If you have something to say, don't do it, don't curse."
Yue Dingtang: …
Maybe it was because his face was really ugly, Uncle Zhou didn't dare to say more, this time he left very simply.
Yue Dingtang sent the old housekeeper out of the door of the ward and instructed the driver to take the old man back.
When he turned around again, Ling Shu had already sat up and was smiling at him.
"I knew you saw my gesture."
Yue Dingtang: "I met He Youan just now."
Ling Shu looked surprised.
Yue Dingtang: "She was injured by a beam while filming, which happened to be a scene of hanging."
Ling Shu snorted: "So, that anonymous letter has come true once again."
Yue Dingtang: "But she didn't die again."
Ling Shu: "What do you mean, this is still her own game?"
Yue Dingtang: "There is a possibility."
Ling Shu: "Where's Chen Wendong?"
Yue Dingtang: "I didn't see anyone."
He took out an apple from the fruit basket.
Yue Dingtang took off the gloves, held the fruit knife in his hand, and turned his slender fingers flexibly, and the peel was easily peeled off.
Ling Shu stared at it for a moment.
He seldom saw anyone use a knife like that.
There may be many people who can peel the fruit, but there are not many people who can play with flowers like Yue Dingtang, and almost integrate the knife with the hand.
He has only seen it in one person so far.
And that person can kill.
Ling Shu stroked his hot forehead. Just now, he felt that he was in a sea of blood, turning around and walking would be restrained. Now that this feeling is born, it is naturally an illusion.
There is no murderous intent in Yue Dingtang's eyes, and no blood on his hands. He is gentle, calm and reliable, with good marksmanship, and his reaction is faster than ordinary people, but that's all.
The apples are quickly peeled, looking sweet and sour, and exuding a tempting aroma.
Yue Dingtang handed it over.
Ling Shu opened his mouth and wanted to bite.
Bite empty.
"I'm sorry, I forgot that you have a bad stomach." Yue Dingtang said, putting the apple into his mouth.
With a sip, it's really crisp.
This is definitely revenge.
Ling Shu sighed and took out a note from the pocket of his pajamas, which he had just brought out from home.
"When you go to see He Youan later, take this note with you."
Yue Dingtang: "Why are you sure that I will meet her?"
Ling Shu innocently said: "Could it be that you let me drag the sick and disabled body?"
Yue Dingtang: "I think you are quite energetic."
Ling Shu lay down and covered the quilt.
"My head is so dizzy, I can't sit still, please do it yourself."
Yue Dingtang waited for a while.
Ling Shu closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and his hair was soft, like a harmless little animal.
Yue Dingtang reached out and poked his arm, but he didn't move.
He poked again, still nothing.
Really fell asleep.
He put the half-eaten apple on the table, picked up the note, and turned to go out.
The night is deep.
Mr. Cheng has left, and most of the bodyguards at the door have also withdrawn, leaving only two short jackets guarding.
When Yue Dingtang approached, they were immediately stopped by them.
"I'm a friend of Ms. He. I'm here to visit. I'd like to ask you to spread the word."
When the other party saw his suit and coat, his attitude was quite polite: "Miss He has already fallen asleep, please come back tomorrow."
Yue Dingtang: "Tomorrow, I will be free. You go in and tell her that it is Yue Dingtang. She will meet me."
The other party was originally a gangster like the Green Gang, and he was the best at watching people serve dishes. At this time, when he saw his name, he had an extraordinary bearing, but he didn't dare to take his attitude.
Yue Dingtang added in a light tone: "Mr. Cheng, you are here, and you must come out to see me. If you are not at ease, you can go and ask him now."
Seeing that even Chenggong knew about him, the short jacket became more and more arrogant.
At this time, He Youan's slightly weak voice came from inside.
"Who's out there?"
The short gown opened the door halfway.
"Miss He, it's a gentleman named Yue."
Yue Dingtang: "It's me."
"Mr. Yue? Come in!" He Youan said hurriedly.
The short jacket did not dare to stop him, but opened the door for Yue Dingtang and invited him in.
He Youan sat up from the bed.
"Mr. Yue, why are you here?"
Yue Dingtang said: "Ling Shu is sick and hospitalized. I brought it here. I heard that you were here, so I came to visit. I didn't bring any gifts. Please forgive me and make up for it another day."
He Youan showed a pale smile: "Mr. Yue is too polite, it is my honor to be here, Mr. Ling, is you okay?"
"He's fine."
Yue Dingtang nodded casually and looked at He Youan without a trace.
She did get hurt.
The spirit is not very good, and now he is just reluctantly cheering up to socialize with him.
Under the hospital gown, a thick gauze was wrapped around the neck where the skin should have been exposed, and it was bulging, extending to the elbow.
There are also circles of white gauze on the head, and there is a little blood oozing from the position near the temple. This part is very dangerous, and the slightest carelessness can be fatal.
At this moment, He Youan, her heart is at its weakest, can she find a breakthrough
Yue Dingtang put the note in front of her.
"What do you mean by writing this note to us?"
He didn't ask if the note was written by He Youan, but went straight in and identified her directly, without giving the other party any chance to react.
He Youan was stunned.
The injury made her look sluggish.
"Mr. Yue, what are you talking about?"
But this sentence already seems to have no silver here.
Yue Dingtang came to the conclusion in a very positive tone: "It really is you!"
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