Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

120 one

Because of Mr. Bai, there is no one visiting in Zheng He's ward, which makes him very boring.

"Mr. Bai..." Zheng He said.

"Huh?" Mr. Bai nodded to read the magazine, and asked in a soft voice.

"I'm so bored……"

"Oh." Mr. Bai turned a page.

After a while.

Zheng He said: "Mr. Bai..."

Mr. Bai was studying the salt water hung by Zheng He, and asked, "Why?"

"I'm so bored……"

Mr. Bai also said: "It's quite boring."

After a while.

Zheng He said: "Mr. Bai..."

Mr. Bai stared at Zheng He and narrowed his eyes: "Zheng He, I think there are only two possibilities for my lover to be too annoying. First, he wants to get rid of me, and second, he is yearning for love."

Zheng He's face suddenly turned blue.

Mr. Bai smiled softly again, and said, "By the way, because of your filming, we haven't enjoyed it for almost two months, right?"

Zheng He grabbed the quilt with both hands, covered his chest, and said, "Bai, Mr. Bai, calm down! This is a hospital."

Mr. Bai took off his coat and put it on the sofa: "I'm very calm. This is a hospital, so it's quiet. No one will disturb us, right?"

"But...but the nurse will come again in a while!"

Mr. Bai turned Zheng He over and took off his pants. Zheng He quickly let go of his grip on the quilt and turned to grab his pants. The hospital gown was torn a big hole between the two of them grabbing and pulling, exposing Zheng He's round buttocks. son.

Mr. Bai pressed his hand and patted it again, and his smile deepened: "Baby, you are so beautiful."

Zheng He clasped his hands together, and muttered in his mouth: Mr. Bai's penis is broken, Mr. Bai's kidney is weak, and so on.

Mr. Bai asked: "What are you reading?" His hand pinched Zheng He's buttocks hard.

Zheng He was so frightened that he fell silent.

Mr. Bai admired Zheng He's appearance, let go of his hand, and said, "It's interesting to see how scared you are."

Zheng He wanted to cry but had no tears.

120 two

When Jiezi came in to deliver the documents, he saw Zheng He, who was languid, startled: "Oh, what's the matter? You were abused by Dong Bai?"

Zheng He ignored him and continued to hide under the quilt.

Mr. Bai chuckled and patted Zheng He's back lightly with one hand. This loving appearance was almost like singing "Lullaby".

Jiezi continued to bluff: "Bai Dong, this is your fault, Zheng He is so weak, he can even ride a horse into the hospital, how can you make him feel too heavy?"

Mr. Bai raised his head, glanced at Jiezi lightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiezi shook the file and rattled it.

Mr. Bai nodded and said, "Let it go."

Jie Zi said: "Sang Bei said, it's urgent, I have to send the document after you sign it."

Mr. Bai smiled: "Do you want to deduct wages or work overtime?"

Jie Zi said: "I don't think a normal director will hold down his employees because of such a trivial matter. We are a formal company."

Mr. Bai clapped his hands and said, "You are so lucky, I happen to be one of those abnormal ones."

Jiezi hesitated, and asked, "Boss, do you really want me to work overtime? My wedding anniversary with Mingming is coming up."

Mr. Bai said: "I'll count to three. If I can still see you in the ward, I will ask Chen Ming to work overtime. How about you taking a vacation?"

As soon as the count reached two, Jie Zi had already rushed out of the ward.

Mr. Bai rubbed Zheng He's head, and said: "It's getting harder and harder these days, look at my group of people, no one is worry-free, you are still good, you are obedient and caring."

120 three

Wang Daosi thought about it, and always felt that it was not good to offend Young Master, so he arranged for the assistant director to manage the affairs of the set, and drove to the hospital by himself.After finally finding Zheng He's ward, there were several bodyguards in suits standing at the door.

"Who are you?"

Director Wang was stunned by the question, and it took him a while to answer: "Ah... I am a director, and my surname is Wang. Is the patient in it named Zheng He?"

Chen Ming nodded, stepped back half a step, and said, "Please."

Director Wang entered the ward with suspicion in his heart, and saw Mr. Bai at a glance.

He was startled.He has always known about Bai En's reputation, but he had no chance to meet him. He never expected to meet him here. He remembered Zheng He's unconventional way of joining the group, and he understood it all at once.

"Bai Dong, hello, hello!" Director Wang stretched out his hand.

Mr. Bai turned his head, glanced at Director Wang, responded with a smile, and did not shake hands with him.

Director Wang withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and turned to Zheng He: "Zheng He, are you feeling better? What did the doctor say?"

Compared with Mr. Bai's obvious dislike, Zheng He admired Director Wang quite a bit, and said, "The doctor said there is nothing serious, just take a good rest, and you will be discharged from the hospital in three days."

"Oh, oh." After Wang finished asking, he couldn't find a suitable topic, so he stood by the side blankly.

Mr. Bai gently covered Zheng He with the quilt, completely ignoring Director Wang's sideways gaze.Director Wang was getting more and more startled. People like Mr. Bai have always been silent in their mouths. After all, they don't know each other themselves, but it can be seen from the vague rumors.

Zheng He was terrified by Wang Dao's eyes, struggled for a while, and asked, "Wang Dao, do you have anything else to do?"

"Ah, I just came to see you."

"You still need to be present on the crew side, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"It's okay, I'll let..." Director Wang wanted to continue, but Mr. Bai's cold eyes drifted over, and Mr. Bai said: "If you are busy, go back, I will take care of you here."

Director Wang analyzed the meaning of the words, and said, "That's fine, then I'll go, take good care of your health, don't worry on the set, the scenes are reserved for you."

Zheng He responded and sent Director Wang out. When he came back, he saw that Mr. Bai's expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years had changed—he was frowning.

"What's wrong?" Zheng He put his finger on Mr. Bai's temple and rubbed it.

"Are you still dizzy?"

"Head is alright, but eyes are a bit blurry."

Mr. Bai held Zheng He in his arms, and Zheng He vaguely felt that Mr. Bai might be feeling sorry for him.This realization made him very happy.

"How about I choose another play for you." Mr. Bai said.

"No need!" Zheng He quickly refused. Seeing Mr. Bai's cold face instantly, he softened his tone and said, "Every industry has to work hard to succeed, right? You don't have to worry about me. Since I have worked so hard, I will I will definitely go on. I know that you are good for me, and I appreciate it, but if you can't stand this little injury, then you are still a man."

120 four

Mr. Bai told Zheng He: Sang Bei dragged Director Wang for a week for him to recuperate.

Zheng He felt that this was simply unbelievable.The industry of an actor is different from going to work. If you have work, you will be busy, and if you don’t have work, you will be idle. Zheng He has been idle for so many years, and he finally became busy. He has not yet enjoyed the busy process.

"You don't seem very happy?" Mr. Bai asked coldly.

Zheng He noticed that the man was a little angry, and said, "How is it possible? It's just that I was suddenly stunned by this good news, haha."

Only then did Mr. Bai smile, and said: "You are not seriously injured, you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and stay with me well."

Zheng He couldn't help but move his buttocks, sneered, and said, "Okay."