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"No, how could I be unhappy?"
Hearing Fangfang¡¯s sudden question, Lin Yao glanced at Fang Xiaole in panic and quickly shook her head.
I¡¯m not unhappy because he didn¡¯t carry me on his back. I definitely can¡¯t be that infatuated!
At this time, two musicians hired by the recording studio owner also arrived. Both of them used to be in a well-known band. Later, they got married and gradually faded out of the music scene, treating music as a hobby.
However, these two musicians have good skills. After practicing together with Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole for an afternoon, they can basically play the complete melody of "Rooftop".
Around six o¡¯clock in the evening, the two musicians went home for dinner and agreed to come over and practice for two hours after dinner.
Lin Yao, Fang Xiaole and Fangfang were eating in the recording studio.
Before the meal, Xiao Le went out again and bought Lin Yao a pork bone and beef offal soup from a nearby shop that specializes in bone soup.
"This soup is very nourishing and good for your foot recovery."
Fang Xiaole wiped the sweat from his head, put the bag of pork bone soup on the table, unbuttoned the bag, opened the lid of the plastic box, took out the prepared spoon and plastic bowl, filled a bowl for Lin Yao, and put it on the table. Come to her.
"Thanks"
Lin Yao held up the small bowl containing the soup with both hands. Although the texture of this disposable plastic bowl was very poor, she felt that it was the most exquisite bowl she had ever seen in her life.
Holding the small bowl to his mouth, he pursed his red lips and blew lightly on the still hot soup. A burst of hot air was blown on the surface of the pork bone soup, and the smoke curled up, lining the jade-like Pretty face, like a fairy.
The next second, the fairy raised her fair neck, held the soup bowl at an angle, and gulped down the soup in the bowl.
Putting down the bowl, he saw Fang Xiaole looking at her. He suddenly felt that the way he had eaten just now was too rude, and he said in an embarrassed low voice: "I, I'm a little hungry."
"Eat more when you're hungry." Fang Xiaole couldn't help but smile and filled her with another bowl.
Seeing some soup stains on the corner of Lin Yao's mouth, she casually pulled out a tissue and handed it over.
"Thanks."
Lin Yao also realized that her image at the moment was "indecent" and blushed. Just as she was about to take the tissue, Fangfang next to her also pulled a piece of paper over:
"Sister Yao, here it is."
Lin Yao's hand paused, and she turned her head to look at Fangfang. She saw this little girl had a slightly angry expression on her face, as if she was saying, "I usually hand you tissues!"
Fang Xiaole was a little embarrassed, thinking that she had indeed gotten carried away. She was a female artist, so she should keep her distance.
Just as he was about to take his hand back, he found that his index finger was slightly touched by a ball of soft skin, and the tissue in his hand had been taken by Lin Yao.
Sister Yao actually picked up a man¡¯s tissues without using mine?
????????????? Wuwuwu, Sister Yao doesn¡¯t like me anymore?
Fangfang¡¯s eyes widened, and her heart began to feel sour.
Who knows that after Lin Yao took Fang Xiaole's tissue, she also took the tissue from Fangfang's hand with her other hand, and smiled gently at her: "Thank you, Fangfang."
"snort."
Fangfang looked away. She was also hungry and filled a bowl of pork bone soup. She drank it down in one gulp, feeling extremely satisfied.
Hehe, Sister Yao really likes me the most.
After the three of them finished eating, the two musicians also returned to the recording studio. The four of them practiced for another two hours. Finally, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole played and sang the melody several times, and the effect was pretty good.
We will record the demo tomorrow afternoon. There is still time to get used to it in the morning, and Lin Yao has to go to the hospital, so the practice ends around nine o'clock in the evening.
Fang Xiaole and Fangfang "escorted" the reluctant Lin Yao to the hospital.
"Sister Yao is most afraid of injections and infusions, so she doesn't want to come to the hospital."
The nanny car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Lin Yao, who had always been gentle and gentle, was reluctant to get out of the car. In the end, Fang Xiaole helped Fangfang forcefully get out of the car, buckle her into a wheelchair and push her to the hospital.
Seeing that Lin Yao became very nervous as soon as she entered the hospital, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but feel a little strange. At this time, Fangfang whispered in his ear the reason why Lin Yao was nervous.
Fang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh, looking down at Lin Yao who was clasping her hands and looking around, wondering why she was acting like a child?
Fangfang went to register. Fang Xiaole squatted in front of the wheelchair and said gently:
"It's okay, it's just my foot injury. I shouldn't need any injections."
"oh" Lin Yao's face turned pale, but she still nodded obediently.
"When did Wei arrive? Why did you come to the hospital now? Don't you want your feet anymore?"
Twenty minutes later, in the clinic, the doctor looked at Lin Yao seriously, obviously dissatisfied with her for delaying his condition.
"Doctor, is it serious?"
Fang Xiaole and Fangfang looked at each other, both of them were startled, Fangfang asked quickly.
"It's swollen like this, of course it's serious! Let's take a X-ray first to see if there's anything wrong with the bones. It's best to be hospitalized for observation tonight."
"Ah? You still have to be hospitalized?" Lin Yao was stunned, and then asked nervously: "Doctor, don't you need an injection?"
"There is no need for injections for ankle swelling caused by sprained ankle." The doctor replied.
Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard the doctor add: "However, you have symptoms of fever and tonsil inflammation, which must be treated with infusion."
"Ah? Sister Yao has a fever? Oh, it's really hot. Why didn't you tell me, Sister Yao! If I had known better, I shouldn't have let you practice singing for so long!"
Fangfang was stunned for a moment, then touched Lin Yao's forehead and started shouting.
"It's okay, just take a nap and you'll be fine." Lin Yao felt a little guilty, lowering her head and replied in a low voice.
Fang Xiaole was also stunned for a moment. Didn¡¯t he say he had sprains in his feet? Why did he still have a fever?
At this time, the doctor gave Lin Yao a thermometer and asked her to measure her temperature. A few minutes later, Lin Yao's temperature was measured to be 38 degrees Celsius.
"I really have a fever!" Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao with some worry: "Listen to the doctor, stay in the hospital when you need to."
"But" Lin Yao wanted to say something else.
¡°Let¡¯s take the X-ray first, and then go directly to the inpatient department.¡± The doctor there has already written the order and entered Lin Yao¡¯s hospitalization information into the computer.
"Thank you doctor, Assistant Fang. I'll pay the fee. Could you please send Sister Yao to take the photos." Fangfang took the order and hurried away.
"No, I don't want to be hospitalized or receive infusions!"
Fang Xiaole was about to push Lin Yao to take the film, but she grabbed the doctor's desk and refused to leave.
She was sitting in a wheelchair with half of her buttocks, leaning forward, grabbing the edge of the desk with all her strength, and the veins on the backs of both hands were bulging.
She really looks like a little girl who is afraid of injections.
"You" Seeing this scene, even the well-informed doctor was stunned.
Fang Xiaole was also a little at a loss. He didn¡¯t expect Lin Yao to be so resistant to hospitalization and infusion. He didn¡¯t dare to force the wheelchair away, so he could only gently hold Lin Yao¡¯s wrist, as if comforting a child:
"Be good, don't be afraid, the disease will heal quickly if you have a fluid transfusion, otherwise the singing will not sound good."
"I, I don't want it." Lin Yao seemed really scared, but still didn't want to let go.
"What do you like to eat? Why don't you obediently inject the fluid and I'll go out and buy it for you?"
Fang Xiaole is not very good at comforting people, and even after racking his brains, he still tries to coax children.
¡°I, I want to eat my wife¡¯s cake, is that okay?¡±
Lin Yao raised her head, looked at Fang Xiaole pitifully, and asked in a low voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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