Kuaishou: After the failure of the male protagonist of Duhua

This time, Lu Qing fell into a deep sleep. He didn't even know how long Song Nan had been away, and he didn't notice it. It's just that after he woke up, he was the only one in the ward.

In the house, it was extraordinarily quiet.

Lu Qing guessed that Song Nan should have gone to the company.

Lu Qing moved his body lightly, his whole body was very sore now.

Especially his hands, he felt that they were no longer his own. However, he was surprised to find that apart from the discomfort in his arms, there was nothing uncomfortable in other places.

Even the wound on his back didn't hurt so much anymore.

There will definitely be a little feeling when you touch it a little bit, but this feeling is not very big.

Just as Lu Qing was about to get up, the ward was opened just at this time.

It was a very young boy who came in.

The boy looked very mature in a suit.

The boy carried a bag of breakfast and entered the ward. Looking at the person who had woken up on the bed, he said politely, "Mr. Song, I'm Xiaowei, and I'm the secretary of the president. I have something to do with the company today. The president is very early in the morning." Go to the company, I will take care of you today."

"..." Listening to this man's respectful words, Lu Qing felt very uncomfortable all over.

"It's okay, you can go back and help. I have good hands and feet. I don't need anyone to take care of me here. It's not easy for your president to start a business."

The secretary was still smiling at first, but after listening to it, he was dumbfounded.

what?

What is Mr. Song talking about?

When did your own CEO start a business?

Is the president going to start a business recently?

but……

"Mr. Song, don't worry, we still have a lot of presidents."

The secretary insisted, and Lu Qing did not refute.

In Song Nan's absence, all matters such as taking medicine and buying food were left to the secretary.

Fortunately, Xiaowei is really good at taking care of people. Lu Qing hardly felt bored. His attention was not on his own wound. The wound doesn't hurt, it should be normal.

However, not long after lunch in Lu Qing, and preparing to take a nap, Xiao Wei, who had just gone out to throw out the trash, came in.

Lu Qing looked at Xiaowei who came in, and at first glance, he was a little puzzled.

Then, he saw the bag of trash that the man was still holding, "Didn't you go out to throw out the trash? Why are you back?"

Xiaowei heard Lu Qing's words, and he said: "Mr. Song, someone outside said that he is your friend and wants to visit you. Do you want to see him?"

friend?

When Lu Qing heard this, he was taken aback.

"See."

He sees what kind of friend he is.

When someone from outside came in, before Lu Qing opened his mouth, the person who came in had already walked in front of Lu Qing in a few steps.

It's the director, the director he's filming now.

The director looked at Lu Qing who was sitting on the hospital bed.

He put the fruit in his hand on Lu Qing's bedside.

"These are the fruits I bought for you, and Lu Yao asked me to bring them to you."

When the director said this, he took a closer look at the gift that the director put down. In addition to the fruit, there really were gift boxes, all kinds of gift boxes, and they didn't look like cheap things.

"How are you? What did the doctor say?"

The director put down the gift, and didn't sit down right away, but stood beside Lu Qing's hospital bed, looking at Lu Qing with worry.

Lu Qing looked at the director with worried eyes, and he didn't answer immediately, but said, "Director, sit down."

When the director heard Lu Qing's words, this time, he just smiled and sat down in front of Lu Qing's hospital bed.

Lu Qing looked at the embarrassed smile on the director's face, and the corners of his mouth kept curling.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Where's Lu Yao? How's Lu Yao?"

Hearing Lu Qing's question, the director replied: "Lu Yao is fine. The doctor said it was a trivial matter. She has been discharged from the hospital. It is impossible for you to be fine. When you came out, I could see the blood on the clothes clearly. , and if you are fine, it is impossible not to leave the hospital by now."

"..."

Sometimes, it's not good to be too smart.

"It's just a little back injury, it's not a big problem."

This time, the assistant behind him looked at Lu Qing's eyes and fell silent.

The man opened his mouth to talk nonsense.

The director naturally didn't believe it either.

"Xiao Song, Lu Yao said that she paid you all the money for your hospitalization. You should take good care of your health now. Your health is the most important thing. As for filming, you can take your time."

This time, without waiting for Lu Qing to speak, the assistant behind Lu Qing said: "Don't bother you about the cost, my president has already paid Mr. Song Song."

This VIP ward is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Even ordinary rich people may not be able to afford it, not to mention that Mr. Song's medication is also the best.

The director paused after listening to the assistant's words.

Afterwards, the director looked at Lu Qing with weird eyes.

Lu Qing met the director's strange eyes, just when Lu Qing thought the director was going to say some weird words, at this time, the director said something directly.

"Xiao Song, you won't be some kind of rich man's son, you just ran out to experience life?"

Lu Qing: "..."

"You're really wrong, I'm just an ordinary citizen."

Later, the director chatted with Lu Qing for a few more words before leaving.

Lu Qing sat on the bed. He was in a calm mood before, but after seeing his director, he panicked for some reason.

Sure enough, he could not accept visits from others during his hospitalization.

After such an encounter, Lu Qing's spirits were extremely good. Even after taking medicine later, he was still in good spirits.

The injury on his back didn't allow him to move around, so he could only sit on the bed like this, motionless, staring at somewhere in a daze.

Later, when Song Nan came, he saw Lu Qing in the same way.