"Since the second young master is here, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

Ji He listened expressionlessly to the cordial greetings brought by Fang Er Shao on behalf of the company. He folded his fingers on his knees, sat on the sofa with his back straight, and looked at Fang Yize indifferently.

Although the attitude was not very good, but it was the beauty who spoke, and Fang Yize felt that there was no reason to refuse.

Lin Jie was a little hesitant: "The doctor said it's best to stay in the hospital and observe for a while. I've pushed all the scripts and commercials that can be promoted, so don't worry about work. The company also agrees."

Fang Yize glanced at Lin Jie with great interest.How could the ancient auspicious beast Bai Ze easily step into the world?Fortunately, by coincidence, he became the agent of his company?

Ji He's eyes under the bushy eyelashes did not blink, and said in a calm tone: "I'm not sick. If I want to raise it, I will go home to raise it."

"Brother Ji, Sister Lin is also doing it for your own good." Assistant Zhou Zhou came over with fruit and interjected, "Isn't the recuperation conditions in the hospital better than those at home?"

"One servant does not serve two masters." Ji He raised his eyes to look at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the arc formed looked extremely gentle, even gentle.

There was no smile in his eyes.

Zhou Zhou stopped talking immediately.

Fang Yize took a sip of tea leisurely and watched the three-party meeting in a leisurely manner.Just visit a doctor casually, and still encounter an artist who has a tantrum with his manager?The boss is still sitting here!

"Three against one." Ji He said.

Lin Jie had always had nothing to do with him, but now that Second Young Master Fang was present, she had no choice but to disagree, so she said helplessly, "Then I can't just leave like this. I'll find a doctor and give you a comprehensive physical examination."

Ji He let out a "hmm", Lin Jie had no choice but to take Zhou Zhou to work in a hurry.

"Thank you." The two left, and only Ji He and Fang Yize were left in the ward. Ji He was silent for a while, and thanked without raising his eyes.

Fang Yize looked at the pleasing but expressionless little beauty in front of him, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "That's the end of my thanks? You really are not sincere."

Since Ji He wanted to be discharged from the hospital, there was probably no major problem.He just offered a favor by the way, and he didn't intend to think about it, but he suddenly got a little funny interest.

Beauty is beauty, but it is too stretched.boring.

Ji He was unmoved, and said flatly, "I don't have what Second Young Master wants."

Fang Yize was surprised: "What do I want?"

"A certain person's origin?" Ji He squinted his eyes, looked at the vibrant green radish on the balcony, and smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth, "How can you be sure that I will know?"

Fang Yize's amusing interest was gone, he stared at Ji He, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Near ten o'clock in the morning, the wind and clouds cleared, and the sun was scorching.Downstairs in the ward, patients in twos and threes began to walk in the small garden. From the balcony of the next ward, there were also the sounds of washing dishes and chatting.

The whole hospital became noisy and lively in an instant.

The smile on Ji He's face seemed to be short-lived. Almost at the same time as Lin Jie pushed the door and entered, she looked away from the balcony.

With a smile on the corner of Fang Yize's mouth, he sat reclining like a second generation patriarch, and took another sip of tea leisurely.

"The examination is scheduled for two o'clock in the afternoon, and it will probably be at night when it's finished," Lin Jie glanced at the list in her hand, and said, "I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning, just for one night, just bear with it."

After rejecting Jihe's manager Lin Jie's invitation to dinner, Fang Yize came out of the hospital at 11:30 noon and planned to take a taxi back to the hotel.

It happened to be lunch time, and there were more people waiting for the bus at the entrance of the hospital. Fang Yize lowered his head and swiped his phone for a while, before he was finally in line.As soon as I got in the car and fastened my seat belt, I told the driver the destination, and with a beep, a new message came to my phone.

He looked down, his originally casual eyes paused for a moment.

"She's not malicious, don't move."

The sender shows "Little Beauty" - Ji He, of course.

In the hospital just now, Lin Jie's communication skills are obviously very good. In addition to exchanging mobile phone numbers with him, he and Ji He also left contact information for each other.As for his remarks to Ji He, it was really because of the deep first impression.

But... Keeping calm face to face, I only contacted him privately when I saw him leave. The tone was vaguely threatening, and Fang Ershao silently sneered, did Ji He see his identity as a demon subduing master?

This is too unbelievable!Lin Jie, as the ancient auspicious beast Bai Ze, didn't notice it. Ji He is just an ordinary person, so how could she easily see it?

Fang Yize thought for a while, logged on to Weibo, intending to look for Ji He's information, and get to know him better by the way.

After flipping through Weibo, Fang Yize felt even more curious——

Ji He's Weibo, in addition to the new film promotion and interpersonal communication that artists usually have, is mostly about food, travel, reading, movies, fitness, and occasionally a few news comments and festival blessings. It seems... ...can’t be more normal.

It's just an artist's daily routine, and he's also an optimistic, cheerful, sunny, and somewhat connotative artist. The content on Weibo is very consistent with Ji He's 24-year-old age.

Fang Yize could hardly connect the personalities of the characters that these microblogs could show with the Ji He he had just met.

What a difference!

Couldn't it really be the sequelae left after the head injury?Fang Yize clicked his tongue, put away his phone, and lazily leaned back on the chair, planning to think about life for a while.

The taxi driver kept quiet with a wink and turned on the car CD.

"Moonriver, widerthanamile, I'm crossing youinstylesomeday..." Hepburn's long and gentle voice immediately rang out in the carriage.

Fang Yize gently rubbed his temples with his fingers, and then hummed a few words: "Oh, dreammaker, you heartbreaker, wherever you'regoin', I'mgoin' yourway..."

"You know this song?" The driver was a little surprised.

Fang Yize paused, then laughed: "My mother... likes Hepburn."

It's really an old song, right? "Moon River", only belongs to Hepburn's Moon River.

He suddenly remembered when he was a child, when his mother hugged him and sat on the piano bench, playing the piano and singing to him. When the water ghost cried in fright, although his mother didn't know what happened, she still bought ice cream and coaxed him patiently.

When did mother die?When he was in the third year of junior high school?Still freshman?

Fang Yize rubbed his temples, stopped thinking about it, and turned his head to look at the passing street scene outside the window.

After a series of examinations, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening when I returned to the ward.

"Zhou Zhou, pack your luggage for Ji He at night, and I'll pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Lin Jie looked down at her phone and turned to look at Ji He, "What are you going to do after you're discharged from the hospital?"

"Go home and recuperate well." Ji He said.

Lin Jie couldn't do anything about him, all kinds of film appointments were rejected, and he had just been injured, so he would definitely not be able to take on the show in a short time, and there was really nothing else to do except "rehabilitate his illness".

Lin Jie was a little helpless: "Then let Zhou Zhou take good care of you. The fact that you were injured is not public now, try not to let the paparazzi know, who knows what they will write! Usually try not to go out alone, what is missing , Let Zhou Zhou go out to buy it, or I can give it to you."

"En." Ji He responded.

"It's okay to say this when I send you home tomorrow." Lin Jie pondered for a while, "But your current state...is really unsettling."

Ji He raised his eyes and looked at her inexplicably.

Under the bright and dazzling light of incandescent lamps, Ji He was wearing a large hospital gown, the top neckline was open, revealing a section of fair collarbone. He was gazing intently at Lin Jie, his thick eyelashes quivering slightly, and his black and white peach blossom eyes Quiet and without waves, the slightly raised eye tails have amazing arcs.

Lin Jie couldn't bear the situation and sighed.

Some people are really born to eat acting!

Before he was injured, Ji He's personality was lively and lively, but his basic online acting skills still gave him a lot of good opportunities to develop; after being injured, he calmed down, although he seemed a bit repulsive Meaning, but this gesture, whether intentional or not, can attract people's attention.

Because of Ji He's face, the development path she had set for Ji He before was all in the style of a handsome young man. It is true that her vision is narrow.Taking advantage of Ji He's injury and recuperation this time, he changed his style.

"I'll give you two months." Lin Jie said calmly, "The test results show that everything is normal, but after all, you're injured, so it's always right to take care of it. That's two months at most. During this period, I'll pick a few for you Read the script carefully."

Ji He narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded in response.

Lin Jie picked up her handbag and prepared to go back to the hotel.

"Zhou Zhou, send Sister Lin off." Ji He took an apple from the fruit plate and began to peel it slowly, signaling Zhou Zhou to give it away.Zhou Zhou hurried to open the door.

Ji He slowly peeled the skin with a knife, and watched the peel layer by layer, slowly blooming like a flower, when he suddenly heard the phone ringing, looked down, and there was a new text message .

"It's okay to not move, then, has the beauty thought about paying for it?" The sender showed——

Demon Subduing Master. ##### Come back tomorrow!

The author waved a small handkerchief and said expectantly.

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