Chapter 137:

Fu Zhen's condition did not improve. When he woke up the next morning, his voice was completely hoarse. He opened his mouth and finally made a hoarse voice like an old woman: "Jiang Hengshu..."
Jiang Hengshu's brows were frowning, and he raised his hand to touch Fu Zhen's forehead. It was a bit hot, but he was not sure how much Fu Zhen had burned now. Jiang Hengshu quickly got out of bed and went downstairs to find a thermometer. , After returning, give Fu Zhen a measurement.
"It's almost thirty-eight degrees, go to the hospital."
Fu Zhen leaned his head on Jiang Hengshu's chest and hummed: "I don't want to go, just take some medicine."
Jiang Hengshu sighed softly, "I can't help you this time."
Fu Zhen shook his head, his face flushed, and the breath he exhaled when he breathed was hot, lying on the bed softly, like a fire-breathing dragon hit by a knight, with a little coquettish voice in his tone: "I don't want to move."
Jiang Hengshu pulled Fu Zhen up from the bed while changing his clothes: "You will burn into a fireball if you don't go."
Fu Zhen hummed, like a kid who didn't want to go to school in the morning, muttering something Jiang Hengshu did not hear clearly, only heard his own name inside, when he raised his head to look at Jiang Hengshu, there was a little in his eyes Confused, it looks a bit pitiful.
Jiang Hengshu's attitude suddenly softened, and he touched Fu Zhen's head, "Forget it, I'll call you a doctor."
Fu Zhen hummed, and lay back on the bed, holding Jiang Hengshu's hand, and Jiang Hengshu did not leave. He sat on the bed with him. After calling Dr. Song, he put down the phone and lifted it. The hand gently stroked Fu Zhen's forehead hair: "Sleep for a while."
Fu Zhen closed his eyes, but opened them immediately, and asked Jiang Hengshu in a hoarse voice: "Where is Coco?"
"Sleeping next door? Do you want to see her?" Jiang Hengshu asked.
Fu Zhen shook his head. Jiang Hengshu is an adult man with good immunity. There is nothing wrong with putting his arms around him and sleeping all night, but it is not enough. Fu Zhen is very afraid that she will be infected by her own illness, but if she does not go with her Cocoa is playing, but I am afraid that Cocoa will be boring.
He thought for a while, and said to Jiang Hengshu: "Why don't you take cocoa to Grandpa today."
Jiang Hengshu gave a hum, and pulled the quilt up: "I'll see her off later."
Doctor Song came very quickly. Just as Jiang Hengshu made breakfast in the kitchen, Dr. Song’s car came downstairs.
After he came up, he checked Fu Zhen and said to Jiang Hengshu: "It's nothing, it's just an ordinary upper respiratory tract infection. Just take some medicine."
Jiang Hengshu: "He took anti-fever medicine yesterday, but the fever has not gone down."
Dr. Song took out his small medicine box. Just now when Jiang Hengshu described Fu Zhen's current situation on the phone, he guessed that Fu Zhen might have a cold, so he brought a lot of medicine over: "Then I will give him a new one. Prescribe some medicine, there are no allergies."
"Yes, cephalosporin allergy."
Dr. Song uttered an ah, took the anti-inflammatory medicine back, re-checked the medicine box and handed it to Jiang Hengshu, "The fever should be gone this afternoon. If the fever still doesn’t go away, you can call me. I'll come over and hang him a bottle of water."
Jiang Hengshu nodded and said that he had written it down. After sending Dr. Song downstairs, he came back and saw that Fu Zhen had gone to bed again. He brought breakfast and put it on the bedside cabinet, and then patted Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen's shoulder woke up Fu Zhen, let him eat breakfast, and then took the medicine.
After taking the medicine, Fu Zhen yawned, wrapped his own quilt and fell asleep again after a while. Jiang Hengshu stayed by the bed for a while, and after making sure that there were no other problems, he got up and woke up next door. Coco, who came over, hugged her downstairs and sent her back to Jiang's house.
After Jiang Hengshu came back, he saw that Fu Zhen had woke up and was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. Fortunately, it was not the love garden that was playing. He walked over and asked, "How do you feel?"
"It's better." Fu Zhen's voice is indeed a lot smoother than when he first got up in the morning, "Did you send the cocoa away?"
Jiang Hengshu said, "Grandpa and mother are at home, Cocoa is very happy."
Fu Zhen nodded, put the phone aside, sat up from the bed, rubbed his face to make himself more energetic, Jiang Hengshu asked him, "Did you sleep well?"
Fu Zhen snorted, rubbed his head against Jiang Hengshu's shoulder, and said coquettishly: "I feel a little uncomfortable on my body, I want to take a bath."
Jiang Hengshu patted his face: "Don't wash it first, wait until the fever subsides and then wash it."
Fu Zhen also knew that a fever was not good for taking a bath, so he didn't force it. He moved to the bedside and put on slippers and got off the ground. He was a little at a loss. He didn't know what to do. He looked back at Jiang Hengshu who was sitting on the bed. His lips moved slightly. But forgot what to say.
Fu Zhen retracted his gaze, stretched out his arms, walked out of the bedroom, scratched at the door, saw Fu Zhen coming out, looked up at Fu Zhen, raised his little white paw, and yelled two meows. sound.
Fu Zhen bent down and lifted Tiola from the ground. Tiola obediently curled up in Fu Zhen’s arms. Fu Zhen touched Tiola’s head twice, then Tiola tilted her neck and snored comfortably. sound.
He sat on the sofa holding Tiolao and turned on the TV. After a while, Jiang Hengshu also came down from the stairs. Today is not a weekend. He simply took a day off for Fu Zhen and stayed at home with him, but how many He had to sign the document, so Secretary Dong sent it to him.
Jiang Hengshu watched TV with Fu Zhen for a while, then turned around and asked him, "I'll go to the supermarket later, what would you like to eat at noon?"
Fu Zhen’s illness was not healed, and there was no taste in his mouth. He actually wanted something stimulating, but knowing that Jiang Hengshu would definitely not agree, he leaned back a bit and leaned on Ari’s pillow. , Said to Jiang Hengshu: "Be lighter."
Jiang Hengshu gave a hum. Soon Secretary Dong delivered the documents. He took the documents and went to the study. After all the documents were processed, he took the car keys and went to the supermarket. Before leaving, he told Fu Zhen, "Get a good rest at home."
Fu Zhen hum, after Jiang Hengshu left, Tiola jumped out of his arms. He took out the pillow behind him, changed his posture and continued to nest in the sofa. The TV series on the screen was Zeng Xing. In a filmable urban idol drama, he played an overbearing president and started a very entangled relationship with his confused secretary.
The degree of ugliness of this TV series is beyond Fu Zhen’s imagination. If he had watched this TV series before filming "Escape", it would be absolutely impossible for Zeng Xing to join the crew, but I heard from other directors that now Zeng Xing But the acting skills have improved a lot, and it is very hopeful that I want to transform into a capable group in the future.
This TV series is too spicy. Fu Zhen still failed to finish the episode. He grabbed the remote control on the side and turned off the TV. He lay on the sofa for a while and played two games. When he was bored, he put down the phone, closed his eyes and sleepy for a while, when he woke up, twenty minutes had passed, but Jiang Hengshu still did not come back.
Fu Zhenqing sighed. He got up from the sofa and drank half a glass of water. He felt better. He went upstairs and wanted to go to the study to revise the short video. Then he found that the study door was It's locked.
Fu Zhen was stunned for a moment. Since he and Jiang Hengshu moved here, the study seems to have not been locked, so that now he can't imagine where the key to the study will be.
He shook his head, went back to the bedroom, crouched in front of the cabinet and opened the row of drawers one by one, hoping to find the key to the study.
"Don't look for it, I hid the key." Jiang Hengshu's voice suddenly came from behind Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen turned his head, looked at Jiang Hengshu, who was still holding vegetables in his hand, and blinked, "Why did you lock up the study?"
"I know you can't get free, so take a good rest, director."
Fu Zhen was silent for a while and asked Jiang Hengshu, "Then can I show two books?"
Jiang Hengshu thought for a while, took the kindle from the cabinet and brought it to Fu Zhen: "Use this."
Fu Zhen: "..."
He had to give Jiang Hengshu a thumbs up.
...
Fu Zhen's illness soon recovered. Jiang Hengshu took Coco back from Jiang's house. In a blink of an eye, Coco was one and a half years old. He wore a small skirt and walked around on the thick carpet all day long. So, even if he fell down, he wouldn't cry, so he simply lay on the ground, kicked his calves, stretched his arms, watched Fu Zhen walk towards him, grinned and called Dad and Dad.
Fu Zhen walked over and squatted down and poked Coco in the cheek, making Coco ridiculously more cheerful, waving his little hand as if he was about to fly. He chuckled softly, picked Coco up from the carpet, and took her to the study.
This was the case when Fu Zhen was working at home before. There was a thick carpet on the floor of the study room, and it wouldn’t hurt if you fell down. When Fu Zhen was working, Coco played on the carpet, quietly. He doesn't cry or make people. When he gets tired, he sleeps. When he wakes up, he stares at a pair of big blue eyes. He looks around curiously, and follows the car and the study, and he can play alone.
If you are hungry, or want to make it easier, you can crawl to Fu Zhen's side and pull on his trouser legs. Fu Zhen can immediately understand.
Coco was tired after playing for a while. He slept on the carpet with the little panda in his arms. Fu Zhen didn't hear her voice for a long time. Looking up from the computer, he saw Coco shrunk into a small ball on the carpet.
A little smile appeared on Fu Zhen's face, and he walked gently to Coco's side, picked her up from the ground, and put her in the rocker beside her. Coco smaked, stretched out his little hand and scratched his head, and continued to dream. .
Fu Zhen helped her cover a small blanket, and then returned to the computer to continue working. The special effects company called him yesterday and said that the special effects were almost completed. Let him check what else needs to be modified. Fu Zhen just now After reading it again, I put forward some suggestions for amendments, and after the special effects company revises these questions, it can almost be completed.
Fu Zhen leaned back a bit, looking at the subtitles below the video, loyal bones were buried everywhere in the green hills, so why not return the horse leather corpse.
The soldiers who died in a foreign country were not taken back to the land they used to defend with their lives until many, many years later. The young soldiers bowed deeply to this blood-stained land.
"We're here to take you home."
The heroic spirits were floating in the sky, and as the young soldiers returned to their hometown, they looked down on the once devastated land, and now they have changed their appearance.
...
After all the short videos were finished, they were sent up. The teacher's script was also initially completed. Fu Zhen contacted the actors, and the movie could be launched immediately.
Jiang Hengshu couldn't see it. He asked Fu Zhen, "Don't you rest at all?"
Fu Zhen thought for a while. After finishing the short video, he did have the feeling that a big rock was removed from his back, but there was another rock hanging on it and it was about to fall. He always felt that he didn't have a lot of time.
But in fact, everything is not as tense as Fu Zhen imagined. It is only in early May, and his film preparations have been completed. There are still five months to October, and playing for a day or two is not a problem.
Jiang Hengshu took his hand and said to him: "Let's go out and play, just play for two days, nothing will be delayed."
What he said made sense. Fu Zhen had the final say with his fingers. He would not be able to turn on the phone within two days, and it would be okay to leave the coordinating work on the day to the studio.
Fu Zhen asked Jiang Hengshu: "Where to go?"
It must be impossible to go outside in two days.
Jiang Hengshu had planned it a long time ago. He sat down and said to Fu Zhen: "We passed away and went to the museum for one day, then went to the museum the next day, then watched a movie, and had a candlelight dinner when we came back. How about? Is it?"
Regarding the matter after the candlelight dinner, Jiang Hengshu felt that even if he didn't talk to Fu Zhen, he should understand.
Fu Zhen really shook his head, and seemed to be satisfied with Jiang Hengshu's arrangement.
The next day they arrived outside the Expo Site. They had just bought tickets and wanted to go in. They were stopped by two staff wearing fluorescent green vests. Fu Zhen was taken aback. Now that they have to go through the security check to enter the Expo site? I haven't heard of it.
The staff explained to Fu Zhen: "It's such a gentleman. We have an activity inside that requires tourists to wear masks to participate. Would you like to cooperate?"
Now Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen will wear masks to prevent people from being recognized, but occasionally they will be discovered by fans. It would be a little strange to be more strict. But this time, someone gave pillows when they were dozing off, so they could even go in with a mask.
Jiang Hengshu took two from the staff and said thank you. When he entered the Expo, Fu Zhen looked at the mask in Jiang Hengshu's hand and said to him, "I want the silver one."
Jiang Hengshu smiled and handed him the one that Fu Zhen wanted. The mask could cover most of his face, except for the eyes, only his mouth and chin were exposed. Fu Zhen took off the mask and changed the mask. The activity was rather curious, so he took Jiang Hengshu's hand and walked in quickly.
It was not until he saw the camera, the rocker, and the filming director that Fu Zhen realized that there might be someone in the Expo Park who was shooting a reality show, but it had nothing to do with them. He continued along the cobbled path in front of him, and the front was Italy. In the terraced garden, there is a small church down the stone steps, where newly married couples are taking wedding photos.
There was a noise from the crowd in the distance. Fu Zhen turned his head and glanced, and asked Jiang Hengshu beside him: "Is the reality show they are shooting for?"
"I'm probably looking for someone," Jiang Hengshu paused because there were only three kinds of masks in the Expo. "It might also be a competition."
Sure enough, how long did Jiang Hengshu's voice last, and the voice of the hostess came from the radio on the side: "Visitors with silver masks, please go to the Millennium Stone, tourists with blue masks, please go to Wansui Lake, tourists with red masks Meet at the White Rock Tower."
"If you don't want to be separated from your partner, you can go to the Red Star Plaza to change your yellow mask."
Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu looked at each other and walked towards the Red Star Square, changing their yellow masks. The next game was actually quite boring. Fu Zhen and their yellow team were all amateurs, so the shots they gave were also Not a lot, but Jiang Hengshu and another little girl scored a lot of points for the yellow team in the last quiz.
On the stage, the host asked Jiang Hengshu if he could take off his mask, but Jiang Hengshu shook his head and refused. He stepped down from the stage and helped Fu Zhen deliver the gift he just received. This scene happened to be caught by the camera. It was photographed.
However, it’s not a big deal just to be photographed. When Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen were returning their masks, they were recognized and posted on the Internet. The audience ratings of this reality show were not very popular, but because With the participation of Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu, the number of hits in this issue was particularly high. The director even called and asked if they had plans to participate in the reality show.
When he left the Expo, Fu Zhen suddenly heard a beep in his brain, his footsteps stopped, he stopped, and looked around, but he did not find a machine capable of making such a sound.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Hengshu asked him.
The voice never sounded in his mind again, and Fu Zhen shook his head, "It's nothing, maybe I heard it wrong."
Jiang Hengshu patted Fu Zhen's shoulder, "Are you tired? Eat or go home?"
"go home."
Jiang Hengshu: "Then go to the supermarket and buy something to eat back."
...
After returning home, Jiang Hengshu carried a bag of vegetables and seafood into the kitchen. Fu Zhen sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. Suddenly, a somewhat formulaic voice came into his mind: "Hello Mr. Fu Zhen, I’m System No. 233, and I’m glad to meet you."
Fu Zhen was taken aback, and the remote control in his hand fell directly to the place.
"Please don't be afraid, I'm not malicious."
As soon as the voice of the system fell, I heard Fu Zhen shout to the kitchen: "Jiang Hengshu"
System 233: "..."