How to raise superstars[Ancient wears the present]

Su Zhi didn't know when he turned off the computer, and he didn't even know how he finished reading the news.

It turned out that they went to the bar afterwards, Su Zhi thought vaguely: Maybe he didn't come back last night.

Sure enough, those were just a grotesque dream, so ridiculous.

Su Zhi calmed down and stood up, blinking his dark eyes lightly, as a cool, handsome and domineering CEO, things like emotional worries should have been thrown out of the blue long ago.

It was almost four o'clock, and there was still no one at home. The CEO stood up arrogantly, changed into clean and cool clothes, and let those stupid people fend for themselves!

The CEO said, don't cook for them anymore, and you have to go out to eat, so go to that [heart] bar and find a handsome guy to fall in love with.

Isn't it said that the best way to cure a broken relationship is to find another person to fall in love with?

President Su didn't realize the fact that he had accidentally bent over. He went back to the bedroom to pick up the phone, and then felt a stomachache.

【Short message:

(Guangdong Bank) Your account 1818 spent 2014 yuan in Die Lianhua theme restaurant on August 08, 02, and the account balance was 288000.00 yuan] Su Zhi counted the zeros carefully, the more he counted, the more his stomach hurt. The Guangdong Card is his exclusive consumer card. The balance is automatically rounded up to 711700.00 million on the 1st of each month. This is only the 100rd. Last night, I ate 3 yuan by myself!

The corners of Su Zhi's distressed brows twitched, thinking silently, as expected, it's better to cook dried noodles at home, at worst, he won't cook them for them, and just feed himself.

Couldn't bear to look directly at my phone, silently put it back on the bedside table, just about to go to the kitchen, but found... I still have a stomachache.

Feeling a dull throbbing pain, Su Zhi squatted down covering his stomach. At first, he thought it was caused by that text message, but he didn't expect the pain to get worse.

The stomach seemed to be grabbed, twisted and rolled like a small pair of pliers, tossing and twisting the stomach and intestines into a knot.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Su Zhi suddenly remembered that little problem he hadn't had for a long time, the little goblin stomach problem, would always come out when people didn't expect it, and he couldn't cure it.

Su Zhi curled up on the floor, his head dizzy from time to time, powerlessly looking at the mobile phone on the bedside table, even though he was sweating profusely from the pain, he was powerless to call for help, until finally passed out from the pain.

As if telepathic, Huang Jintian had just returned to the entrance of Fuhao Community, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to Fang Le, so he went upstairs like a gust of wind.

The 16th floor of Block A was empty and silent. Jin Tian opened the door and only felt a slight sound of breathing. Following the faint movement, he entered the guest room. The man lay unconscious on the ground, his face as pale as paper.

On the monstrously beautiful face, those eyes stared in amazement, and his heart suddenly lifted, his body was always faster than his brain, he hugged Su Zhi, and called him anxiously: "Su Zhi, Su Zhi, wake up!" Awake."

Brushing the cold sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand, Su Zhi was woken up from his daze, his brows twitched, and he only saw someone in front of him, and he muttered feebly: "Go to the hospital, idiot." What? It's the same as the brain-dead series, at this time, it will only shake, and if you keep shaking, you will die, okay?

Only then did Huang Jintian realize what it was like to be at a loss for the first time.

Hospital, where is the hospital?He forced himself to calm down, but the tightly closed eyes and tangled brows of the person in his arms made his heart tighten inch by inch, how to calm down.

Calm down, go to the hospital, find a doctor, Huang Jintian suddenly thought, he has to go downstairs first, picked up the person and went down the stairs, straight to the gate of the community.

"Mr. Huang?" The little security guard at the door stopped him promptly and enthusiastically: "What's wrong with Mr. Su?"

"Hospital, ah, how to get to the hospital." Jin Tian stood in front of the security booth, looking down at him: "Su Zhi...he passed out."

"Oh...oh!" The little security guard was startled, and then quickly showed his professional qualities: "Help the person in first, and call 120 yet."

Huang Jintian shook his head, listened to his words and put the man on the chair, the two frantically called and called an ambulance, and when the ambulance arrived, they were in a frenzy again.

Blood draw, gastroscopy, and then a lot of messy checks.

Huang Jintian stayed with him all the time, and felt anxious for the first time when he frowned. The man was still in pain, but he couldn't help him at all.

I called Su Xiaomei when I was free, and when everything stabilized, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

In the separate ward, Su Xiaomei sat beside Su Zhi's bed, frowning: "Human beings are always so fragile."

Looking at Su Zhi's pale face, his heart had just let go, but the pain was already there again. A person who is usually so lively, fainted from the pain, Jin Tian wished he could suffer this pain for him.

The doctor in a white coat stuffed the mask into his pocket and flipped through a small book in his hand: "It's nothing serious, moderate gastric ulcer complicated by duodenal ulcer, if it's not serious, conservative treatment, just take some medicine and you'll be fine."

It is very simple to say, but the following precautions are listed longer than Wang Po's foot wrap: "Always pay attention to it, it is not suitable to exercise after meals, pay more attention to rest, and start working after the food is almost digested. Or take a slow walk to promote digestion. Three meals a day should be regular and quantitative, so as not to increase the burden on the stomach. It is best to quit smoking, alcohol, coffee, strong tea, carbonated drinks, hot and sour and other irritating foods. Eat some steamed buns. Steamed buns can nourish the stomach. Of course, he can only drink some porridge when he wakes up, and then slowly add some fruits and vegetables. Vegetables and fruits are indispensable for the human body, so we should ensure the supply of these foods at ordinary times. intake."

Huang Jintian silently nodded and wrote down one by one, and then he heard the doctor enter the topic and began to talk about the cause of the disease: "The patient originally had stomach problems. During the gastroscopy, it was found that he hadn't eaten for a long time. The irregular meals are the cause of the disease. The main reason is that there is still alcohol residue in the blood analysis. It is probably because of the alcohol and the irregular meals, which will cause sudden stomach pain, aggravate the condition and cause gastric ulcer. When the patient wakes up, give him some light nourishing food first Food, some porridge or something like that, don’t let him drink too much water yet.”

After seeing off the doctor, Golden Genius sat down worriedly, while Su Xiaomei went back to prepare porridge.

Everything seems warm and beautiful, if Su Zhi's face is not too ugly.

Outside the hospital, the major entertainment newspapers and forums have already exploded.

Zhang Yixian was suspected of being gay, and went to a gay bar with an unknown man. This news successfully made Zhang Yixian's official Weibo and forum traffic break through any day before. The rumors on Weibo have already exceeded [-]. Every entertainment forum has pages that keep turning pages.

And then there was someone with good intentions who posted a photo of Zhang Yixian and Ren in Die Lian Hua having a private tryst on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day. The photo of the two of them was much clearer than the photo on Tencent News.

At least Zhang Yixian's face was captured very clearly, while the other person was always in profile, but the long hair and narrow eyebrows successfully divided the crowd into two factions and started a war of words.

Fang Le stood in front of the computer, holding a cup of coffee, curling the corners of his lips in satisfaction, ready to fight another night.