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The physiological saline kept flowing out from the corner of the eyes, and the eyelids twitched frequently. Mu Yuyang only lasted for a few seconds before closing his eyes again.Fu Qingle also let go of his hand, and while wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb, he asked, "The eyes are very red, do they hurt?"

Mu Yuyang nodded, and wanted to reach out to rub his eyes but was caught by Fu Qingle.

"It might be conjunctivitis, I need to go to the hospital for an examination." Fu Qingle walked out of the kitchen and took him to the brightly lit living room, "Can you try to open your eyes?"

Mu Yuyang tried to open it, but the harsh sunlight made his eyes hurt, and he closed it again.

Fu Qingle became more and more sure of her guess, gestured to the camera, and then found a pair of sunglasses and put it on Mu Yuyang's nose: "Go and get dressed, I'll take you to the hospital."

Mu Yuyang opened his mouth a little, grabbed Fu Qingle's arm, walked cautiously towards the door step by step, and said worriedly: "But we are still recording the show."

Fu Qingle let him sit on the shoe-changing stool at the door, and squatted in front of him to help him put on his shoes: "It's okay, they understand."

Just as he was talking, Fu Qingcheng came up from the basement. Hearing that Fu Qingle was going to take Mu Yuyang to the hospital, he didn't stop him.

"There's a community hospital nearby. I'll ask the staff to take you there. Also, we need to follow up outside, is that okay?" Fu Qingcheng asked the two of them for their opinions.

It was originally being recorded, and it was reasonable for Fu Qingcheng to propose to follow up. Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingle naturally had no objections.

Ten minutes later, Fu Qingle took Mu Yuyang out the door, accompanied by a camera and a PD.

The community hospital was not far away, and it took only 5 minutes to drive there. Although Mu Yuyang was wearing sunglasses to cover his face, no one recognized him, but the camera was too conspicuous, so he became the focus of attention of the crowd as soon as he got off the car.However, at this moment, Fu Qingle obviously didn't care about other people.

"Be careful, there are steps." Fu Qingle held Mu Yuyang's hand tightly, and helped him up the steps carefully.

Mu Yuyang's invisibility had already been taken off before going out, and the sunglasses were ordinary sunglasses without prescriptions, so even with his eyes open at this moment, he couldn't see the road ahead clearly, let alone his eyes were sore and itchy that he couldn't open them at all. , simply closed his eyes, became a back-blind person, all actions depended on Fu Qingle's guidance and reminders.

Fu Qingle wanted to hug her directly, but with so many eyes and cameras watching, she had no choice but to give up.He didn't dare to walk too fast, especially when going up the steps, he took every step carefully and wished he could help him lift his legs himself.

Mu Yuyang couldn't see his expression, but he could hear how nervous he was at the moment from his tone, and felt a little funny besides being warm, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

After walking up the last step smoothly, Fu Qingle heard Mu Yuyang's silly laughter and looked at him helplessly: "Are you still in the mood to laugh?"

"Hey," Mu Yuyang laughed a few more times in cooperation, and was dragged forward by Fu Qingle with his eyes closed, "I just remembered that when I played in the secret room before, I lost my contact lens, and you pulled me like this Go get glasses. I was right when I said you were a guide dog, you see, you have been a guide dog again."

Fu Qingle didn't refute, but just sighed pretending to be distressed: "If you can save me some trouble, I won't be like this."

Mu Yuyang glanced at his mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "That's not what I thought, I was fine a few days ago, so my eyesight won't be ruined."

Fu Qingle squeezed the back of his hand hard, and said in a more serious tone: "Don't talk nonsense, it should just be an inflammation."

"Oh," Mu Yuyang stopped thinking about it.

After some examination at the ophthalmology department, it was indeed conjunctivitis as Fu Qingle guessed.Mu Yuyang was a little puzzled, because he was almost blind due to a car accident when he was a child, and he has always paid attention to the protection of his eyes these years. For more than ten years, his eyes have been healthy except for the force majeure damage to his vision.

"There are many reasons for conjunctivitis. Frequent wearing of contact lenses may also induce it. In addition, irregular work and rest, and staying up late for a long time may also be the cause." The doctor said while prescribing medicine, "You should stay up often during this time. rest. What time did you go to bed last night?"

Although Fu Qingle didn't speak, Mu Yuyang didn't need to think about it to know that his expression must not be very good-looking now, because the back of his neck was a little cold.He reached out and rubbed his chilly neck, and nodded with a dry smile: "It's a little late."

"Rest well during this time, don't stay up late." The doctor looked up at Fu Qingle again, "You are a family member, so watch him carefully during this time, try not to let him touch the phone or computer, and he can't do it like this now Looking at strong light, it is recommended to wear a pair of sunglasses when going out or in places with strong light, avoid alcohol and spicy food in diet, and eat lightly."

"Okay," Fu Qingle wrote down the doctor's instructions one by one, then bid farewell to the doctor, and took Mu Yuyang to get the medicine.

The camera followed them every step of the way. The group of them stood out from the crowd, and many of them even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.Follow the PD to let them speed up. Now that someone has recognized Mu Yuyang, staying any longer may cause confusion.

Fu Qingle actually noticed it early in the morning. Looking around, he found that many young girls pointed their cameras at Mu Yuyang. Their excited expressions should be fans.He thought for a while and asked the staff to take Mu Yuyang back to the car first.Who knows that Mu Yuyang disagrees.

He opened his eyes vigorously, but due to myopia and sunglasses, he couldn't even see Fu Qingle's face clearly, so he directly grabbed his arm: "I don't want it, I want to wait for you."

He didn't intend to be hypocritical, it's just that he didn't feel safe in this situation, and he would feel even more uneasy if he left Fu Qingle.

Tears flowed out again, sliding down the corners of the eyes to the cheeks, like pear blossoms raining down, uncontrollable at all, coupled with that aggrieved tone, let alone how pitiful it was.

Fu Qingle sighed, reached out to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and coaxed softly, "Close your eyes."

Mu Yuyang closed his eyes obediently, and said again uneasy: "I want to go with you."

"Okay," Fu Qingle took his hand.

There was a smile on Mu Yuyang's face again, he hugged Fu Qingle's arm, and followed closely beside him, taking every step he took.After collecting the medicine, there were obviously more people gathered in the medicine collection area. Seeing that it would be crowded if they stayed any longer, Fu Qingle didn't let Mu Yu walk slowly by himself, and walked away quickly with his back on his back.

Back at the villa, Fu Qingcheng had been waiting in the room early: "How is it, is it serious?"

"Conjunctivitis, it's not very serious, just rest for a few days." Fu Qingle put Mu Yuyang on the sofa.

Fu Qingcheng wanted to take off Mu Yuyang's sunglasses to have a look, but he was afraid that his brother would beat him up, so he could only give up, but as a brother-in-law, he still expressed his condolences.

"Yangyang, are you okay?"

Mu Yuyang nodded, opened a slit to Qingcheng and smiled slightly: "I put the ointment on the car, and I feel much better."

"That's good," Fu Qingcheng asked cautiously, "Then do you want to record this show?"

Mu Yuyang shook his head: "I don't know, see what Qingle means."

Fu Qingle went to the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water, then took out the medicine prepared from the hospital, took the pills according to the doctor's instructions, put them in Mu Yuyang's palm, and ordered concisely: "Take it."

Mu Yuyang took the water glass and medicine, stopped to eat.

Fu Qingcheng asked again: "What did you decide, do you want to continue recording?"

Fu Qingle frowned: "Yangyang's eyes need to rest."

"This was originally recorded indoors, so there is no difference between resting at home and resting here." Fu Qingcheng laughed.

Fu Qingle still didn't agree, Fu Qingcheng suddenly hugged his brother's arm: "Boss, please, don't take Yangyang away, your business trip has suspended the recording two days ago, and the day after tomorrow you will be editing the first episode." The content of the second issue is over, if you two leave, there will really be nothing to cut!"

Mu Yuyang was on the sidelines to help him with an idea: "How about an official announcement that we will be absent for a period?"

Fu Qingcheng looked at him sadly: "If you don't think about the show, you should also think about your group of fans who are looking forward to it. Do you have the heart to let their expectations fail?"

Mu Yuyang shrugged and said indifferently: "Anyway, they have read enough books today."

"What do you mean?" Fu Qingcheng looked serious.

Mu Yuyang explained: "When I went to the hospital just now, the camera was too conspicuous. Everyone who was in the hospital at that time should have seen it."

Fu Qingcheng approached and asked in a low voice, "You two didn't do anything out of the ordinary, did you?"

Fu Qingcheng sat on the small stool in front of the sofa, a head shorter than them.Mu Yuyang slapped him on the head: "Apart from audiences and cameras, what do you think we can do?"

Only then did Fu Qingcheng feel relieved, and began to complain again: "I told you both to restrain yourself! It turned out that less than half an hour later, you two started to mess around again, and idol dramas are not as sticky as you, do you know Just now, the little girl in our group almost rushed up and kowtowed you two!"

Mu Yuyang scratched his face in embarrassment, not confident enough to say: "This is a special situation today, didn't you see something happened to my eyes?"

Fu Qingcheng waved his hand: "Forget it, you should have a good rest, I won't assign tasks to you these few days."

Fu Qingle finally agreed to continue to stay and record the show under Fu Qingcheng's hard work, but because Mu Yuyang's eyesight is not convenient, not only can't complete the task of program arrangement, but also can't carry out the next work, so he paid off Le postponed his future work together so that Mu Yuyang could recover from his illness.

The doctor said that you can't hold your phone or computer for the time being, and you can't use your eyes too much, so Fu Qingle directly confiscated all of Mu Yuyang's entertainment tools.This is a pain for Mu Yuyang. There are no entertainment facilities in this room, and the electronic devices such as mobile phones and tablets are so boring that he can only count mushrooms. However, his eyes can't see things for the time being, and he can't walk around casually, so his only The only entertainment activity is lying on the sofa in the living room in a daze and ordering Fu Qingle.

"Qingle!" Mu Yuyang yelled while laying on the sofa with his hands next to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet.

One minute later, Fu Qingle came out of the study: "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Mu Yuyang sat up from the sofa and uttered two words with a face full of lovelessness: "Boring."

Fu Qingle held up his face and observed his eyes, then rubbed his head and said: "The redness in the eyes has started to decrease, and it will be healed soon, and it will last for a few more days."

Mu Yuyang was not happy at all, he groaned and lay back on the sofa, put his slender long legs on Fu Qingle's chest, kicked him lightly a few times: "No one like you, take away my entertainment tools And hiding in the study to work, are you trying to suffocate me?"

Fu Qingle put his legs back on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Then shall I come out to accompany you?"

"Whatever you want." Mu Yuyang looked like you said it yourself, I didn't ask for it, and I wasn't very happy.

Fu Qingle really went back to the study and moved the computer to the living room.Mu Yuyang leaned over to look at it together, but couldn't see anything clearly: "What is this?"

"TRS concert plan for the second half of the year."

Mu Yuyang became interested when he heard it: "Can I watch it?"

"Yes, but not now." Fu Qingle reached out to cover his eyes, "What you need to do now is to take good care of your eyes."

Mu Yuyang lay on the back of the sofa and sighed, "How long will this life continue?"

"At least another week."

"Hey," Mu Yuyang sighed again, and lay down on the sofa in despair, "It's so boring, is there any gossip news recently?"

"Do you want to hear?"

"Can't you let me see or let me listen?"

Fu Qingle raised her eyebrows and smiled: "You also want to hear about yourself?"

"..." Mu Yuyang said to himself, "Could it be that what happened at the hospital yesterday was posted online again by netizens?"

"En." Fu Qingle admitted straightforwardly.

"How did netizens react?"

"The fans are very worried, please pay attention to rest."

"It can't be any better." Mu Yuyang frowned.

Fu Qingle smiled, raised his wrist to look at the time, took out an ice pack from the refrigerator, wrapped it in a dry towel, walked back to Mu Yuyang and said, "It's time for a cold compress."

Mu Yuyang groaned, but obediently closed his eyes.

Fu Qingle covered the ice pack with his hands for a while, and then put it on when it was not so cold: "Is it cool?"

"It's cold, but it's quite comfortable." The icy cold feeling effectively relieved the tingling pain, and Mu Yuyang raised his legs leisurely.

"Want to play some music?" Fu Qingle asked.

Mu Yuyang nodded, feeling comfortable and didn't want to talk.

Fu Qingle turned on the music player, found the playlist of piano music, and clicked on one.He usually doesn't like listening to music very much, and Mu Yuyang's account is still logged on the computer.The types of music Mu Yuyang likes are quite diverse, and he can dabble in almost all types of music, but he likes to listen to piano music the most.The soft and soothing melody can calm the impetuous heart very well.

Mu Yuyang folded his hands on his lower abdomen, raised his toes to follow the melody bit by bit, and there was an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fu Qingle helped him adjust the ice pack, and said softly, "Go to sleep for a while, I'm right here, call me if you need something."

"Ah."

The sound of keyboard tapping and melodious piano music rang in his ears alternately. Mu Yuyang felt unprecedentedly calm and at ease, and gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the sound of the music was gone, only the sound of typing on the keyboard remained.Mu Yuyang moved his sleeping body, turned his head and looked out the window.It was already dark outside the house, Fu Qingle only took a few lights on the wall lamps in order not to disturb him while he was sleeping, the light in the room was a little dim.

"Are you awake?" Fu Qingle heard the sound and put down the computer and squatted beside him.

Mu Yuyang rubbed his eyes, the ice pack was gone, and there was still a cold feeling in his eyes.He blinked, and the discomfort in his eyes in the dim environment eased a lot.Fu Qingle passed him and turned on the floor lamp beside the sofa, the dim light was somewhat soft, and it also softened Fu Qingle Ben's somewhat sharp facial lines.

"Are you hungry?" Fu Qingle helped him sit up, "What do you want for dinner?"

Mu Yuyang asked in bewilderment, "What time is it?"

"It's almost seven o'clock. You've slept for almost four hours. Are you hungry? I'll go prepare dinner for you. What do you want to eat?"

Mu Yuyang was still a little confused, he didn't remember where they were for a moment, he put his hands around Fu Qingle's shoulders naturally, and quickly planted a superficial kiss on his lips, then hugged him and rubbed his cheek Whispered: "I want to eat you."

Fu Qingle: "..."

"puff--"

In the basement, the staff all ate outside, and only Fu Qingcheng and the intern were in the equipment room.When Mu Yuyang said that bold statement, Fu Qingcheng was eating noodles, listening to the whispered words that became extremely clear because of the microphone, he ate all the noodles into his nose.

He quickly turned off the microphones of the two, then forcibly broke the head of the intern who had been shocked to petrification, and forcibly aimed at her somewhat distracted gaze, trying to confuse her with words: "You didn't hear anything, you didn't hear anything See!"

intern:"……"

The author has something to say: Question: What kind of experience is it like to have a CP come true?

Intern: It's just... quite bald...

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