Report to the president, your actor has run away again

This is too coaxing.Tang Ruan thought thoughtfully, it's really similar to raising a son.

The sound of rain outside had stopped, Tang Ruan pushed open the door, and sure enough, a unique fresh breath after the rain rushed over.

There's nothing quite like a sunny day after a rainy day, especially after an eventful rainstorm.

With her calf bare, Tang Ruan stepped on a small puddle all the way, ran to pee quickly, and ran back quickly.

The rain has stopped and the signal should be restored.Tang Ruan took out his mobile phone, sat on the threshold, and dialed Qin Zhou's number.

"Hey."

Qin Zhou's voice was quite clear, as if he had just woken up.Hearing the voice of an acquaintance, Tang Ruan finally let go of half of his heart.

"Zhou, it's me."

Qin Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Senior?"

"Well. How is your side? Is everyone in the neighboring village?"

There was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone, Qin Zhou seemed to change his place of speaking.

"Everyone is here. Senior, how are you, I mean, Tang Dong"

Before Qin Zhou finished speaking, Tang Ruan interrupted him first, "By the way, Zhou, I heard that the director asked Tang Dong to come and find me?"

"But why hasn't he arrived, is he lost?"

"After all, it's a rainy day. I can't see the road clearly. It's easy to get lost."

The early morning wind blew across his cheeks, making Tang Ruan narrow his eyes slightly.

"Zhou, ask the director to send someone out to look for it. I think you can look for the mountain behind the melon field carefully. If you want to take a shortcut, it's the only way to go."

Qin Zhou on the other end of the phone was quiet for a moment, then whispered: "Okay senior, I understand."

Tang Ruan raised the corners of his mouth in relief, or how to say that talking to smart children is a peace of mind.

If it was Xiao Yuxie, it would take a day of thinking to understand what he was talking about.

No, at this time, their little rain boots haven't woken up yet.

"By the way, is Xiao Yu okay? I heard he sprained his ankle?"

Qin Zhou looked back at the person on the bed, and said with a hint of exhaustion in his voice, "He's not well."

Xiao Yuxie sprained a little badly this time, Qin Zhou pressed his ankle, and preliminarily judged that it might be a broken bone.

If it was just this injury, it might be nothing, but they were caught in the rain yesterday, and they tossed back and forth all day. When eating at night, Xiao Yuxie almost fell down on the dining table.

Qin Zhou carried the little rain boots, which were scalding frighteningly all over his body, to the bed, and took his temperature, it was 38 degrees nine.

He took antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, but the temperature still couldn't drop.Qin Zhou and Leng Ran guarded him all night, and in the middle of the night, Xiao Yuxie's body temperature rose to 39 degrees Celsius, which made the child feel dizzy.

The way out of the village was washed away by the torrential rain, and they could not get out, nor could they get in from outside.Before Tang Ruan called, Qin Zhou was thinking about how to contact his brother, at least send him a doctor.

It is very dangerous to have a high fever that does not go away, and even adults can easily cause complications.

Tang Ruan comforted Qin Zhou, then hung up the phone with a frown.

This matter cannot be delayed, he must find a way to get Xiao Yuxie to receive formal medical treatment within today.

"The rain has stopped."

Fu Xin stood at the door rubbing his eyes, although he was still a little sleepy, but without Tang Ruan beside him, he couldn't sleep well.

In fact, he has not slept well in the past few years. If he does not take sleeping pills, he can sleep up to four hours a day. He cannot handle official duties with a tired appearance during the day, so he can only rely on strong coffee to hang his spirits every day.

But last night, beside Tang Ruan, he slept very peacefully.

Tang Ruan sat on the small threshold and looked back at Fu Xin.

Suddenly, a small light bulb "biu" lit up in his mind. "Fu Xin, I remember your family has a private helicopter?"

*'k

"My god, I've never seen a live private jet in my life!"

"Hahaha, don't be ridiculous, it's you who have never seen a private jet alive."

The staff of the program group are still joking with each other, but they are telling the truth. In China, private jets are really rare.

Domestic is no better than foreign countries. With a little money, you can get a fake machine. In China, for many things, just having money is not enough.

"Old Qin, I think I'm fine."

Xiao Yuxie leaned weakly in Qin Zhou's arms, and looked up at the sky with all his energy, silly music, "My idols even drove a plane to pick me up, I'm so happy."

Xiao Yuxie's face was flushed, and he was still smiling foolishly. He knew that his super idol, Chris, would one day ride a helicopter to pick him up on colorful auspicious clouds.

Still laughing, Qin Zhou is going to die of heartache, isn't his little baby really burned stupid.

At this time, Xiao Yuxie was on the helicopter where he was thinking about.

"What's the matter, brother, aren't you excited, unhappy, excited when you see me!"

Fu Xin stared blankly at Fu Zhao, who was leaning against the cabin door with a concave red wine glass, and tried hard to restrain the urge to push the little boy down.

"My own, my own, this is my own"