Chapter 137

Fu Zhen's situation did not improve. When he got 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 brow was tight. He raised his hand and touched Fu Zhen's forehead, which was a little hot. However, he was not sure how many degrees Fu Zhen was burning. Jiang Hengshu quickly got out of bed and went downstairs to find the thermometer. When he came back, he measured Fu Zhen.

"It's nearly 38 degrees. Go to the hospital."

Fu Zhen's head leaned on Jiang Hengshu's chest and hummed: "I don't want to go. Just take some medicine."

Jiang Hengshu sighed, "this time you can't help it."

Fu Zhen shook his head. His face was crimson and his breath was hot. He was lying on the bed like a flaming dragon hit by a knight. His voice was coquettish: "I don't want to move."

Jiang Hengshu pulled Fu Zhen out of bed and changed his clothes: "if you don't go, you will burn into a fireball."

Fu Zhen hemmed and hawed, like a child who didn't want to go to school in the morning. He didn't hear what Jiang Hengshu was saying. He only heard his own name inside. When he looked up to Jiang Hengshu, his eyes were a little confused, and he looked a little pathetic.

Jiang Hengshu's attitude suddenly softened and touched Fu Zhen's head. "Forget it, I'll call a doctor for you."

Fu Zhen Er, lying back on the bed, holding Jiang Hengshu's hand, and Jiang Hengshu did not leave. He sat beside the bed with him. After calling doctor song, he put down his mobile phone and gently stroked Fu Zhen's hair: "sleep for a while."

Fu Zhen closed his eyes, but immediately opened them, and asked Jiang Hengshu in a hoarse voice, "where is cocoa?"

"Sleeping next door? You want to see her? " Asked Jiang Hengshu.

Fu Zhen shakes his head. Jiang Hengshu is an adult man with good immunity. There is nothing wrong with sleeping with him all night, but coco can't. Fu Zhen is afraid that she will be infected by his own disease. However, if he doesn't play with cocoa, he is afraid that cocoa will be bored.

He thought for a moment and said to Jiang Hengshu, "why don't you send cocoa to my grandfather today?"

Jiang Hengshu said, pulling the quilt up: "I'll see her off later."

Dr. song came very quickly. Jiang Hengshu had just finished breakfast in the kitchen when Dr. Song's car came downstairs.

After he came up, he gave Fu Zhen a check and said to Jiang Hengshu, "nothing. It's just common upper respiratory tract infection. Take some medicine."

Jiang Hengshu: "he took the antipyretic yesterday, but he has not

Dr. Song took out his small medicine box. Just now when Jiang Hengshu described Fu Zhen's current situation to him on the phone, he guessed that Fu Zhen might have a cold, so he brought a lot of Medicine: "then I'll give him some new medicine, it's not allergic."

"Yes, cephalosporin allergy."

Dr. Song took back the anti-inflammatory medicine again and handed it to Jiang Hengshu in the medicine box. "The fever should be gone this afternoon. If the fever hasn't returned, you can call me, and I'll hang a bottle of water for him."

Jiang Hengshu nodded and said that he had written it down. After sending doctor song downstairs, he came back to see Fu Zhen sleeping again. He brought up his breakfast and put it on the cabinet beside his bed. Then he patted Fu Zhen on the shoulder, woke Fu Zhen up, let him have breakfast and took the medicine again.

Fu Zhen yawned after taking the medicine, wrapped up his small quilt, and soon went to sleep again. Jiang Hengshu stayed at the bedside for a while. After confirming that there was no other problem, he got up and went to the next door to carry coco, who had just woken up, down the stairs and sent her back to the Jiang family.

When Jiang Hengshu came back, he saw that Fu Zhen was awake. He was lying on his bed playing with his mobile phone. Fortunately, it was not the love garden. He went over and asked, "how do you feel?"

"Better." Fu Zhen's voice was much smoother than when he got up in the morning. "Did you send cocoa away?"

Jiang Hengshu said, "grandfather and mother are at home, coco is very happy."

Fu Zhen nodded, put the mobile phone aside, sat up from the bed, rubbed his face to make himself more energetic. Jiang Hengshu asked him, "are you sleeping well?"

Fu Zhen snorted and rubbed his head against Jiang Hengshu's shoulder and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable on my body. I want to take a bath."

Jiang Hengshu patted his face: "don't wash it, wait for the fever to subside and then wash it."

Fu Zhen also knew that it was not good to have a fever and take a bath. He moved to the bedside and went down to the ground in slippers. He was at a loss as to what to do. He looked back at Jiang Hengshu, who was sitting on the bed. His lips moved, but he forgot what he should say.

Fu Zhen withdrew his sight, extended his arm, and went out of the bedroom. He scratched at the door and saw Fu Zhen come out. He looked up at Fu Zhen with his head up. He raised his little snow-white paws and meowed twice.

Fu Zhen bent down and lifted the scratch up from the ground. He curled up in Fu Zhen's arms. Fu Zhen touched his head twice, and scratched his neck to make a comfortable snore.He sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. After a while, Jiang Hengshu also came down from upstairs. Today is not the weekend. He simply asked for a day's leave for Fu Zhen and stayed at home with him. However, he asked Secretary Dong to send some documents to him if he had to sign them.

Jiang Hengshu accompanied Fu Zhen to watch TV for a while, then turned to ask him, "I'll go to the supermarket later. What would you like to eat at noon?"

Fu Zhensheng is still ill, and there is no taste in his mouth. In fact, he wants something exciting, but he knows that Jiang Hengshu will not agree with him. He leans back a little, leans on Ali's pillow, and says to Jiang Hengshu, "it's light."

Jiang Hengshu said, and soon after, Secretary Dong sent the documents. He took the documents to the study. After all the documents were processed, he went to the supermarket with the car key. Before leaving, he told Fu Zhen, "have a good rest at home."

Fu Zhen said, after Jiang Hengshu left, he scratched and jumped out of his arms. He took out the pillow behind him, changed his posture and continued to nest in the sofa. The TV play on the screen is Zeng Xingke's urban idol drama, in which he plays a tyrant president and starts a very tangled love affair with his confused secretary.

This TV series is more ugly than Fu Zhen imagined. If he had seen this TV play before shooting escape, he would never have allowed Zeng Xing to join the production team. However, other directors have said that Zeng Xingke's acting skills have greatly improved, and it is very hopeful that he wants to become a powerful school in the future.

This TV play is so hot that Fu Zhen can't finish the episode. He grabs the remote control and turns off the TV. He lies on the sofa for a while and plays two games. When he feels bored, he puts down his mobile phone, closes his eyes and sleeps for a while. When he wakes up, 20 minutes have passed, but Jiang Hengshu still doesn't come back 。

Fu Zhen sighed. He got up from the sofa and drank half a glass of water. He felt that his spirit was better. He went upstairs to the study to revise the short video. Then he found that the door of the study was 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 of the study will be.

He shook his head, went back to the bedroom, squatted in front of the cabinet, opened the row of drawers one by one, trying to find the key to the study.

"Don't look for it. I've hidden the key." Jiang Hengshu's voice suddenly came from behind Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen turned around and looked at Jiang Hengshu, who was still holding vegetables in his hand. He blinked: "how did you lock up your study?"

"I know you can't spare time. You'd better have a good rest, director."

Fu Zhen was silent for a moment and asked Jiang Hengshu, "can I have two books to read?"

Jiang Hengshu thought about it and took the Kindle from the cabinet and sent it to Fu Zhen: "use this one."

Fu Zhen:

He had to give Jiang Hengshu a thumbs up.

……

Fu Zhen's illness soon recovered. Jiang Hengshu took cocoa back from Jiang's house. In a twinkling of an eye, cocoa was one and a half years old. He was wearing a small skirt all day, supporting the car on the thick carpet. Even if he fell down, he would not cry. He simply lying on the ground, pedaling his legs, stretching his arms, watching Fu Zhen come towards him, grinning and calling for his father and dad Dad.

Fu Zhen went to squat down and poked cocoa's face. Cocoa laughed more happily and waved his little hands as if to fly. He chuckled, lifted coco from the carpet and took her to the study.

This is how Fu Zhen used to work at home. The floor of his study was covered with a thick carpet. If he fell down, he would not hurt. When Fu Zhen was working, coco would play on the carpet. He would not cry or make trouble. When he was tired, he would sleep. When he woke up, he would stare at a pair of big blue eyes and look around curiously. He would follow the car and climb around the study I had a good time.

If you are hungry, or if you want to be convenient, you can climb to Fu Zhen's side and drag his trouser legs. Fu Zhen can understand immediately.

Coco was tired after playing for a while, holding the little panda and sleeping on the carpet. Fu Zhen didn't hear her voice for a long time. Looking up from the computer, he saw cocoa huddle on the carpet.

With a smile on her face, Fu Zhen walked to cocoa's side, picked her up from the ground and put her in the side of the rocking bed. Coco smacked her mouth, stretched out his small hand to scratch his head, and continued to dream.

Fu Zhen helped her cover a small blanket, and then went back to the computer to continue working. The special effects company called him yesterday, saying that the special effects had been almost completed, and asked him to check if there were any other places that needed to be modified. Fu Zhen just looked at it once and put forward some suggestions for modification. When the special effects company revised these problems, it would be almost complete.

Fu Zhen's body leaned back a little, watching the subtitles below the video, green hills everywhere buried loyal bones, there is no need to wear a body.

The soldiers who died in foreign countries were not taken back to the land they used to defend until many years later. The young soldiers bowed deeply to the bloody land."We have come to pick you up."

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, the teacher's script was initially completed. Fu Zhen contacted the actors and the film could be started immediately.

Jiang Hengshu couldn't see it. He asked Fu Zhen, "don't you rest at all?"

Fu Zhen thought for a moment. After finishing the short video, he did feel like a big stone was removed from his back, but there was another stone hanging on it, which was about to fall down. He always felt that his time was not very much.

But in fact, everything is not as tense as Fu Zhen imagined. Now it is only in early May, and his film preparation has been completed. There are five months left in October. It is not a problem to play for a day or two.

Jiang Hengshu took his hand and said to him, "go out and play for two days. You can't delay anything."

What he said is reasonable. Fu Zhen calculated by holding his finger. He can't turn on the machine in these two days. It's OK for the studio to complete the work in hand that day.

Fu Zhen asked Jiang Hengshu, "where are you going to play?"

I can't go out of town in two days.

Jiang Hengshu had planned for a long time. He sat down and said to Fu Zhen, "let's go to the Expo Park for one day, go to the museum the next day, and then watch a movie. When we come back, we'll have a candlelight dinner? Is there anything else to add? "

On the matter after the candlelight dinner, Jiang Hengshu felt that even if he did not tell Fu Zhen, he should understand.

Fu Zhen shook his head as expected. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with Jiang Hengshu's arrangement.

The next day, they arrived outside the Expo Park. They just bought tickets and wanted to go in. They were stopped by two staff in fluorescent green waistcoats. Fu Zhen was shocked for a moment. Now they have to go through the security check before entering the Expo Park? I haven't heard of it.

The staff explained to Fu Zhen, "well, sir, we have an event in which tourists need to wear masks. Would you like to cooperate?"

Now both Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen wear masks in order to prevent being recognized. However, they are still found by fans occasionally. It's a bit strange to pack them tightly. But this time, someone would send a pillow to him when he fell asleep. He could even wear a mask to go in.

Jiang Hengshu took two of them from the staff and said thank you. After entering the Expo Park, Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu's mask and said to him, "I want the silver one."

Jiang Hengshu smiles and hands Fu Zhen the one he wants. The mask can cover most of his face. Except for his eyes, he only shows his mouth and chin. Fu Zhen takes off his mask and changes his mask. He is very curious about the activities in the Expo Park, so he takes Jiang Hengshu's hand and quickly walks inside.

Until he saw the camera, the rocker arm and the director, Fu Zhen realized that someone might be shooting a reality show in the Expo Park, but it had nothing to do with them. He walked along the cobble path in front of him. In front of him was the Italian style terrace garden. Down the stone steps, there was a small church where newly married couples were taking wedding photos.

In the distance came the noise of the crowd. Fu Zhen turned to take a look and asked Jiang Hengshu, "what kind of game are the reality shows they are shooting?"

"There are only three kinds of masks in the World Expo Park," he said

Sure enough, Jiang Hengshu's voice dropped for how long, and the voice of the hostess came from the radio: "tourists with silver masks please gather at Millennium stone, tourists with blue masks please gather at WANSUI lake, tourists with red masks please go to white stone pagoda."

"If you don't want to be separated from your partner, you can go to red star square and change your yellow mask."

Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu looked at each other and walked towards the Red Star Square. They changed their yellow masks. The next game was really boring. Because Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu were all plain people, they didn't give a lot of shots. However, Jiang Hengshu and another girl scored a lot of points for the yellow team.

On the stage, the host asked Jiang Hengshu whether he could take off his mask. Jiang Hengshu shook his head and refused. He stepped down from the stage and helped the gift he had just received to Fu Zhen's hand. This scene was captured by the camera.

However, it's no big deal just to shoot them. However, Jiang Hengshu and Fu Zhen were recognized when they returned their masks, and they were sent to the Internet. The ratings of this reality show were not very popular, but because of the participation of Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu, the number of hits in this issue was particularly high. The director even called to ask whether they had participated in the show The plan of Renxiu.

When he left the Expo Park, Fu Zhen's brain suddenly dropped. His feet stopped and looked around. There was no machine that could make such a sound.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Hengshu asked him.

The voice never sounded in his head, Fu Zhen shook his head, "nothing, maybe I heard it wrong."Jiang Hengshu patted on Fu Zhen's shoulder, "tired or not? Eat or go home? "

"Go home."

Jiang Hengshu: "go to the supermarket and buy something to eat."

……

After returning home, Jiang Hengshu came into the kitchen with a bag of vegetables and seafood. Fu Zhen sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. Suddenly, a formulaic voice came into his head: "Hello, Mr. Fu Zhen. I'm system 233. I'm glad to meet you."

Fu Zhen was startled and the remote control in his hand fell directly to the place.

"Please don't be afraid. I don't mean it."

As soon as the voice of the system dropped, Fu Zhen called out to the kitchen: "Jiang Hengshu --"

system 233 "..."