When Comedians Dressed as Villains [Transmigration Book]

In fact, I don't blame the assistant for thinking too much.

After all, no matter how hard he tried to figure it out, he couldn't guess that Cheng Xiexing had to carry Wen Luheng behind his back when he ate.

Wen Luheng frowned slightly, vaguely guessing something.

"I'll go right now."

Then, he quickly called the bodyguard and asked about the situation.

The bodyguard hurriedly opened the door and entered to check the situation.

Then they found Cheng Xiexing, who was clearly in the wrong situation, and hurried over to pick him up and rushed him to the hospital.

After Cheng Xiexing was sent to the hospital, a series of materials such as gastric lavage were performed, and finally took medicine, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Because he was worried about Cheng Xiexing's health, Wen Luheng rescheduled the meeting and hurried to the hospital where Cheng Xiexing was.

Because the assistant hadn't finished reporting his work, he followed with the documents in his arms.

The two sat in the back seat of the car. Wen Lvheng read the document while driving, and signed it after confirming that it was correct.

In the ward, Cheng Xiexing lay quietly on the white sheets, motionless.

Usually, he is always in a hurry, and he wants to go to the house to expose the tiles, but now he doesn't make a sound.

He fell asleep, his lips were pale.Due to the recent crazy weight loss, he looks very thin, as if there are only a handful of bones left, as if they would be broken if squeezed hard.

Wen Luheng sat on the chair beside the bed, looking at him quietly with deep eyes.

After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and brushed the broken hair on Cheng Xie Xing's forehead.

"Cheng Xiexing..." Wen Luheng's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.But I swallowed the words that came to my lips, and changed it to another sentence, "When you wake up, let me see how I can control your diet."

Cheng Xiexing's consciousness was drowsy, and it took some time before he finally woke up.

The clean ward smelled of medicine, and there was no noisy sound in my ears.

Cheng Xiexing looked dazed, his stomach was empty.He turned his head mechanically, looking for a little food

Wen Luheng did not know when he had already appeared in this high-grade ward.

When Cheng Xie Xing woke up, he opened the thermos and poured the porridge into a bowl.

"Are you awake? I think you should be hungry. Let's have some porridge first."

After finally eating a good meal, he ended up eating himself into the hospital.

Cheng Xiexing was wronged: "I don't want to eat porridge, I want to eat hairy crabs, spicy crayfish..."

"Today's gastric lavage, you haven't learned enough lessons, have you?" Wen Luheng raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Xiexing pursed his lips: "When I get better, I must have a big meal, eat a lot."

"Yeah, well, well." Wen Luheng replied perfunctorily, "After thinking about the future, shouldn't we drink porridge now and take care of our body first?"

Facing the patient, Wen Luheng showed unprecedented patience and did not speak out against him.

Cheng Xiexing finally opened his mouth reluctantly: "I don't have the strength to hold a spoon."

He was in a bad mood because he was not feeling well, which aroused a lot of resentment.

Wen Luheng didn't bother with a sick patient, picked up the spoon and fed it directly to his mouth.

Cheng Xiexing didn't do anything anymore, but obediently finished a bowl of porridge.

"Not enough, more."

Wen Luheng poured the porridge left in the thermos into a bowl, and fed him another bowl.

After eating two big bowls of warm porridge, the tumbling stomach finally felt much better.Without pain and hunger, Cheng Xiexing finally regained some sanity.

"Luheng, I didn't expect that you, a young master, are good at serving people." Cheng Xiexing smacked his lips, "I thought that there were so many servants in your family that they would make you a useless person who couldn't take care of themselves."

"It doesn't seem like I'm a useless person who needs others to feed porridge and can't take care of himself?" Wen Lvheng said with a sideways glance at him.

Just now his face was pale, his voice was quiet, and he was petty.Now that I have recovered, my whole body is a little bit more energetic, and it has become even worse. I wish I could not remember going to Jiewa.

...there is no moment of silence!

Cheng Xiexing wiped his nose guiltily: "I'm not a useless person, I'm just sick, and I was very hungry just now."

"He ate and drank until he went to the hospital. Let's see if you dare to steal food behind my back next time."

There was no inferiority complex in Wen Luheng's tone, but concern.

Cheng Xiexing slowly lay back on the bed: "I will still steal all kinds of snacks behind your back in the future, but I can't do it again by overeating."

Wen Luheng: "..."

"Kukou." There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The assistant came in hurriedly: "Boss, Mr. Jiang needs to find you urgently..."

"Take it easy, if you need anything, just tell the bodyguard at the door."

"Ah."

Cheng Xiexing nodded obediently.

The assistant looked complicated.

God knows what kind of mood he was in when he followed the boss for so long to come here.I thought it was an emotional drama, but I didn't expect it to be literally stealing food, and I was admitted to the hospital because I ate too much, which is absolutely impossible!

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No matter how advanced the hospital is, it is also a hospital.Cheng Xiexing didn't like staying in the hospital, so he quickly packed his luggage and went home with Wen Luheng.

The nutritionist at home formulates daily recipes directly according to his physical condition.

All kinds of snacks were also put away, completely preventing Cheng Xiexing from touching them.Even if Cheng Xiexing went out, there would be two bodyguards to supervise him.

Cheng Xiexing had no choice but to insulate himself from eating and drinking until he fully recovered his body.

Cheng Xie Xing, who was bored, bought a small desk on the bed and went directly to Wen Luheng's study to study.

Wen Luheng's desk is relatively high, with computers and documents placed on it.There are several bookshelves on the walls of the room.

Cheng Xiexing spread out a foam cushion, sat on it, and started studying.

Because of the promotion of the variety show, the business of the farmhouse has been booming recently.

He needs to learn more, otherwise, as a boss, he won't even be able to understand the financial report, how embarrassing it would be?

It consumes a lot of brainpower, and when you learn, you will be hungry.

Cheng Xie Xingba smacked his lips: "Lu Heng, I study so hard, should you give me some rewards?"

Wen Luheng's eyes were still on the computer, and he didn't even look at him.

"Hungry again so soon? I think I have to buy a copy of "Guidelines for Raising Sows" that day and come back to read it."

Cheng Xiexing blushed angrily, and retorted: "I'm not..."

"For you, you are not a sow, you are a boar."

Cheng Xiexing: "I'm not..."

"I'm asking the housekeeper to prepare some pig feed..."

Cheng Xiexing, who originally wanted to refute, changed his face in an instant, and imitated the cry of the piglet: "Mmm, (ˉ(∞)ˉ)"

Wen Luheng: "..."

There is no thrill of victory at all, but an indescribable feeling.

This guy has no bottom line at all.One day, if someone comes out with a full banquet, this guy won't immediately agree with him?

At this moment, Wen Luheng didn't realize at all why he should pay attention to the issue of Cheng Xiexing's physical promise.After all, he is just a fake old Gong.

---

Poor Cheng Xiexing, after a month of recuperation, was finally recognized by Wen Luheng as returning to health.The gold master's father held his hand high and relaxed the control of snacks, and Cheng Xiexing finally returned to his previous happy life.

Moreover, he also passed an interview and got a job he wanted.

"In two months, I'm going to go out to film a movie. When the time comes, don't miss me too much~"

Cheng Xiexing was so happy that his tail almost went up into the sky.

That appearance, as if he had not won any role, but had negotiated a cooperation of 2 million yuan.

Wen Luheng was still working hard in front of the computer without raising his head: "It's just right that you're not here, and the roots of your ears are clean."

Although a pair of business matters, lazy attitude.

But Wen Luheng still couldn't help asking, revealing his actual concern for Cheng Xiexing.

"What kind of roles are you taking on this time? It won't be those characters who are too hungry to be out of shape again?"

"No. The play I'm acting in this time is called "Surprised Marriage", a costume drama. I played the male protagonist with a seductive appearance, but the female protagonist mistakenly thought that she was a woman disguised as a man and came out of the rivers and lakes..."

Wen Luheng raised his eyes and took a deep look at him: "This role is quite suitable for you. Your appearance is indeed more beautiful."

"Of course. I'm a star, I live by my face!"

Cheng Xiexing raised his hand and gently touched his face.

"Many celebrities insure their important parts. Do you think I should also insure this face?"

Wen Luheng: "..."

"If you really buy insurance, you can't buy it too cheap. Otherwise, it will appear that my face is worthless."

"You can put your face in an insurance policy with a sky-high price. When you accidentally owe another butt of debt one day, and you are accidentally disfigured in the process of being chased, wouldn't you be able to get rich immediately?"

Cheng Xiexing: "...Can't you say something auspicious?"

"Is getting rich bad luck?"

Cheng Xiexing: "...It's really boring to talk to people like you. When I get divorced one day, I'll find a caring and lovely person to take care of me. Love is too hard to find. It's faster to find a money-worshipper. I am more willing to cooperate and do what I want.”

Wen Luheng put down the mouse, picked up the teacup in hand and took a sip.

His eyes were deep, and his expression still looked calm.

"That sounds interesting. Have you figured out what kind of handsome boy you want?"

In fact, since the reunion, Cheng Xiexing has never raised the issue of sexual orientation.Wen Luheng asked this question very skillfully, and he was able to test out the other party's sexual orientation at once.

Cheng Xiexing was completely unaware of his little friend's cautiousness.

Of course, he has always regarded Wen Luheng as a good friend, so naturally he will not have any precautions.Isn't it normal to talk about these topics with good friends?

"What is this?" Cheng Xiexing tilted his head and began to think carefully.

"First of all, you have to be sweet. You can't be like you. If you don't say a few words, you have to anger me a few times."

Wen Luheng's hand holding the teacup froze.

"I'm just sympathetic to you."

Even at this moment, Wen Luheng is still using his mouth to hide his heart.

"Hmph." Cheng Xiexing raised his head, "So what. Why do I want to find someone like me?"

Wen Luheng's expression was complicated: "I didn't expect that your positioning of yourself is quite accurate."

"It's also for your positioning." Cheng Xiexing curled his lips.

Come on, hurt each other!

Cheng Xiexing snapped his fingers and continued to ask.

"Second, he can't control what I eat. No matter when I eat snacks or how much I want to eat, I can't control it!"

Wen Luheng: "..."

Understood, this is the reverse selection request for him, the boy!