Chapter 307

"You must remember to take medicine every day. No, I'd better send a message to remind you every day."

"And don't eat spicy things. Don't drink."

"Oh, when you return to Jiangrong, no one will decoct medicine for you. What can I do?"

On the way from the nanny car to xiangheyuan, Lin Yao kept whispering like a wife who didn't trust her husband.

For a moment, he was worried that Fang Xiaole forgot to take his medicine. For a moment, he remembered that no one had decocted medicine for him when he returned to Jiangrong.

Dr. Zhou prescribed traditional Chinese medicine for Fang Xiaole. These drugs are very expensive. In order to have better effect, you can't fry them into powder in advance in the hospital, but you must fry them now every day.

Lin Yao has decided to decoct Fang Xiaole in person these two days, but she can't help it when Fang Xiaole returns to Jiangrong, which immediately worries Lin Yao.

"I'm not a child. I live in a hotel in Kyoto. It's not convenient to decoct medicine, otherwise I can decoct it myself in Kyoto."

While Fang Xiaole is funny, he is also very moved. Lin Yao is always more interested in his affairs than himself.

"But didn't the doctor say to use a pot specially for frying traditional Chinese medicine? Is there any in Lanheng garden? Fangfang, let's go to the vegetable market first. I'll buy some Chinese medicine cans for Fang Xiaole. "

Lin yaoyue became more and more worried. She felt that Fang Xiaole couldn't even eat when he returned to Jiangrong. She asked Fangfang, who was driving, to turn around and go to the nearby vegetable market.

"No, no, I'll go back to Jiangrong and buy it myself. Don't worry. I'll take photos for you when I buy it, okay?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't laugh or cry and hurriedly asked Fangfang to continue driving.

"But..."

Lin Yao's watery eyes are still full of worry and reluctance. Her small mouth pouts slightly, like a virtuous and worried little daughter-in-law.

Fang Xiaole suddenly understood that Lin Yao was suddenly so wordy, not only because she cared about him, but also because they would be separated again tomorrow. She had a feeling that she wanted to seize every minute to talk to him, and wanted to finish all her reluctance and concerns at once.

Fang Xiaole suddenly raised her arm, grabbed Lin Yao's shoulder and gently hugged her.

"It's okay. We'll meet again soon."

Lin Yao was stunned and stopped talking. She leaned her head against Fang Xiaole's chest and whispered softly:

"Well..."

Fangfang glanced in the rearview mirror and shook her head helplessly. She was used to the two guys throwing dog food at herself at any time.

But when she saw the love of others, she couldn't help thinking of herself.

There was a red light ahead. The car stopped. Fangfang quietly looked down at her mobile phone.

No missed calls.

In wechat, there were only dozens of messages of concern and inquiry she sent in the past two days, but her boyfriend Wang Minrui didn't reply to any of them.

There was a hurried horn in the back. Fangfang found that there was a green light ahead. She quickly released the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator and drove the car forward.

"Fangfang, are you okay? Why don't I drive and you have a rest? "

Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao sitting in the back also found Fangfang's abnormality.

"It's all right. I'm fine."

Fangfang smiled and answered loudly.

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao sideways. They exchanged eyes and didn't speak again.

Half an hour later, the nanny car came to a street in xiangheyuan and stopped. Mo Yan and Zhang Zhiqin had been waiting by the side of the road.

Last night, Zhang Zhiqin followed Mo Yan to her home for a rest. The program team completed the task of inviting guests in Kyoto ahead of schedule. Zhang Zhiqin and Fang Xiaole also had some time to deal with private affairs.

However, Zhang Zhiqin's "personal affairs" seem a little tiring. After Fang Xiaole got off the bus, he looked at Zhang Zhiqin strangely:

"Are you okay?"

Zhang Zhiqin's eyes were full of blood. He stood there trembling, like a gust of wind that could blow him down.

He looked innocently at Mo Yan, who was standing beside him.

"What are you looking at? It's none of my business. You're going to sleep on the sofa yourself. Do you blame me for not sleeping well? "

Seeing other eyes looking at him for a moment, Mo Yan blushed and immediately stared at Zhang Zhiqin.

"Sleeping on the sofa?"

Lin Yao looked at Mo Yan puzzled.

"I was afraid he couldn't rest well last night and let him sleep in bed. This idiot had to sleep on the sofa. As a result, it turned out like this."

Mo Yan explained helplessly.

Zhang Zhiqin said bitterly, "I don't blame sister mo. it's all my own stupidity."

"Hum, let's go."

Mo Yan grunted at Zhang Zhiqin, took two steps, came back to support him, and complained as he walked:

"Let you make up your sleep at home. You have to come with me, please!"

It turned out that after Zhang Zhiqin went to Mo Yan's house last night, because he had tossed all night before, his vitality had not recovered. He was afraid that the weak chicken would be killed. He dared not sleep with sister Mo anymore, so he went to sleep on the sofa by himself.

But I didn't expect to sleep on the sofa. All kinds of beautiful ideas in my mind didn't sleep until the early morning. As a result, I abandoned myself.

At this time, Zhang Zhiqin couldn't help smiling when he saw Mo Yan holding himself carefully for fear that he would fall.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mo Yan looked at him sideways.

"Hey, hey, it's nice to laugh at my girlfriend."

A silly fork is a blessing to the soul.

"Hum."

Mo Yan snorted, but two red clouds floated on his face, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Very open, Mo Yan took Lin Yao and others to a slightly old office building and took the elevator to the tenth floor.

This floor was a little empty and no one else rented it. They came to an office with more than 200 square meters.

"This is the studio I found for you two. How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

Mo Yan asked as he showed them around.

Lin Yao stood in the middle of the studio and looked around. Her eyes were full of joy.

"I like it very much!"

Although this place is small, it has everything in it.

There are all kinds of musical instruments, recording equipment, computers and various office appliances. In front of the French window, there are several pots of beautiful green plants, and many exquisite small ornaments in the corner, which adds a little vitality to the whole room.

"Thank you, sister Mo, for your trouble."

Fang Xiaole sincerely thanked Mo Yan. It can be seen that Mo Yan took some trouble to decorate here.

It's a little strange to think that if she really becomes a sister-in-law with Zhang Zhiqin in the future, she has to call her sister-in-law.

Zhang Zhiqin is also a lucky man who saved the world in his last life!

"When the registration procedures come down in two days, even if the studio is officially established, by the way..."

Mo Yan suddenly asked, "what are you going to call this studio?"

Lin Yao looks at Fang Xiaole, meaning is very obvious, all listen to my boyfriend.

Mo Yan had no choice but to look at Fang Xiaole.

"Just call..."

Fang Xiaole pondered for a moment, took Lin Yao's hand and said with a smile:

"Aiyao studio."