The male god put me on the hot search again [Rebirth]

He Yuhuan overestimated his recovery ability.

After taking the antipyretics, he fell into a deep sleep not long after, but woke up due to the discomfort of sweating, took a hot bath, felt cold again, didn't sleep for long, and sweated again, and so on. one night.When Xiao Luo came the next morning, he was still groggy.

"The fever hasn't subsided, let's go to the hospital." Xiao Luo bought a thermometer by the way yesterday, and measured it on He Yuhuan's forehead. It was 38 degrees, half a degree lower than last night.

"It's slowly fading." He Yuhuan changed his clothes, and hid the thermometer and medicine in the bedside table, "I don't have much drama today, so it's okay."

After the show at night, when he returned to the hotel, the first thing He Yuhuan did was to take a bath. When he got out of the shower, he asked Xiao Luo to take his temperature. It was 37 degrees, which was normal.

"Maybe the fever will rise again, please leave the medicine with me."

Xiao Luo thought it made sense, and after tidying up for He Yuhuan, he left, walked out of the room, and called Pei Mingxuan first. This morning he turned around and told Pei Mingxuan about He Yuhuan's fever.

Pei Mingxuan was still in the nanny's car just after the night show: "Fever gone?"

"37 degrees, it should be fine."

"Don't say you should. Keep an eye on him. If there's anything wrong, tell me right away." Pei Mingxuan frowned slightly.Xiao Chu's acting skills are getting better and better, and he even learns from him, and occasionally uses his acting skills in his daily life, even pretending to be fine.

He sent a WeChat message to He Yuhuan: Are you asleep?

He Yuhuan: I just fell asleep, I'm a little tired today, good night.

Pei Mingxuan: Good night.

After ten o'clock, the door of He Yuhuan's room was swiped open, and Pei Mingxuan walked lightly to the bedside.

He Yuhuan buried his whole body under the quilt, and Pei Mingxuan lifted off the quilt, revealing half of his face, with an abnormal blush on his cheeks.

Pei Mingxuan just came back from outside, his hands were cold, he leaned over and pressed his forehead against He Yuhuan, frowning.

"Yuhuan." The broad palm gently rubbed the soft hair.

He Yuhuan groaned uncomfortably, and opened his eyes a little: "Hmm...Brother Mingxuan...Why are you here?"

Pei Mingxuan supported He Yuhuan's back and held him in his arms: "You still have a fever, let's go to the hospital."

"No, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep." He Yuhuan pouted dissatisfiedly, "I have a fever like this all the time. The fever comes up at night and subsides during the day. I'll be fine after taking medicine and sleeping enough for three days."

It's rare for him to be coquettish, and Pei Mingxuan's heart almost melted when he heard his soft voice: "Really?"

"Why did I lie to you?" He Yuhuan hugged the quilt and closed his eyes, "It's all because you woke me up..."

"Okay, I won't disturb you." Pei Mingxuan smiled helplessly, put him back on the bed, and covered him tightly with the quilt, "I'll take my temperature again tomorrow morning, and if the fever doesn't subside, I'll go to the hospital."

He Yuhuan responded vaguely, and Pei Mingxuan sat quietly by the bed for a while, and when his breathing became stable, he quietly exited the room.

In the next few days, Pei Mingxuan didn't disturb his sleep anymore, and asked Xiao Luo to measure his temperature every morning and evening. For three days in a row, it didn't exceed 37 degrees, so he was relieved.

The filming of the last scene of "Recalling Jiangshan" was successfully completed. He Yuhuan and Pei Mingxuan received the flowers sent by the staff and took a few finale photos.

"Let's take a few group photos, and we'll have a wrap-up banquet tonight!" The producer was elated, as if he had already received the good news that the film was hot just after wrapping up.

All the members of the team stood in several rows, the leading actors He Yuhuan and Pei Mingxuan stood in the middle, and Shan Gaoming, as the third fan, stood awkwardly beside He Yuhuan, keeping a small distance with great care, so as not to anger the actor Pei and let him Destined to film but not killed.

He Yuhuan looked at the camera not far away, with a smile on his face, but the image in his eyes was a little blurry.

It was finally finished, and in retrospect, these ten days were like a dream. He only felt his feet stepping on the clouds at the moment, and the laughter of the people around him was heard in his ears, and it was mixed in his mind.Other actors and creators talked to him enthusiastically, and he just responded mechanically.

"Are you going to drink tonight?" Pei Mingxuan took the bouquet from his hand and handed it to Xiao Luo along with his own.

"..." He Yuhuan was stunned, only feeling that the voice that rushed into his ears was very pleasant, and then, a handsome face that had appeared countless times in dreams appeared in front of him.

"Yuhuan, what's the matter?" Pei Mingxuan touched his face, his brows suddenly frowned, "Why do you have a fever again?"

He Yuhuan didn't reply, he leaned his head on his broad palm, his eyelids sank and closed.

"Yuhuan?" Pei Mingxuan firmly hugged the fallen He Yuhuan.

There were still a few cameras next to it filming the finale, and most of the staff didn't leave. Seeing the situation on the other side, they immediately gathered around.

"Why did you faint? Send me to the hospital!"

Before the director finished speaking, Pei Mingxuan had disappeared in place, carrying He Yuhuan into the nanny's car like a gust of wind, and when everyone recovered, the nanny's car had already driven away.

When He Yuhuan woke up again, there was a snow-white ceiling without a single decoration in front of him, obviously not from the hotel.

With a heavy head, he moved his neck with difficulty, and saw three hanging bottles hanging diagonally above, and the end of the transparent rubber tube was the back of his hand.

"Wake up." A familiar voice came from the other side.

He Yuhuan turned his head and saw Pei Mingxuan sitting on the edge of the bed, his expression was calm, and he seemed not very happy.

"Brother Mingxuan..." He Yuhuan's voice was a little rough, he swallowed, his throat hurt, "I won't be on the trending searches, will I?"

"Yes. Headlines, hang for half a month." Pei Mingxuan stuffed the straw attached to the thermos bottle cap into his mouth, "#贺宇巧通话贝明轩#."

After taking two sips of hot water, He Yuhuan felt better: "Can you help me remove the trending search?" This must be fake, but he fainted when the filming crew was wrapping up, and he went to the hospital, even if no passer-by posted it on the Internet , the crew may also take advantage of this to buy hot searches and earn a wave of popularity.

Pei Mingxuan stared at him for a while, then dialed the phone: "Sister, stare at the trending searches, and remove all related entries about Yuhuan fainting and going to the hospital."

"Are you crazy? It's such a good opportunity to sell a wave of dedicated people, and it's too late to buy hot searches from other companies. You want me to remove the hot searches?"

Zeng Jiaxin was obviously shocked, her voice was a little loud, and He Yuhuan heard it clearly through the receiver.

He didn't want too many people to know about his illness in his hometown.He Yuhuan gently tugged at Pei Mingxuan's clothes, and looked at him pleadingly.

Pei Mingxuan said to the other end of the phone without denying it, "Withdraw."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Mingxuan rang the bell after finishing a bottle, and a young nurse came to change the bottle after a while.

He Yuhuan was lying in a single ward, and the two of them took off their masks as soon as they entered the ward. When the nurse saw the person inside, her eyeballs almost fell out: "Xuanyu..."

Pei Mingxuan smiled gracefully and motioned for her to work first.

The little nurse changed the bottle and was about to say something when Pei Mingxuan said first, "Please don't spread the word about us here." He took out a photo from Ronaldinho's backpack next to him, signed it and handed it over. "Thanks."

The little nurse took the signed photo and nodded wildly like knocking on a wooden fish.No wonder several doctors and nurses came for registration, needle injection, and ward rounds, but they didn't disclose any information. It turned out that they were bribed.

"Brother Mingxuan, how many days will I need to infuse fluid?" He Yuhuan has been pretending to be healthy these days, feeling a little guilty, and gently shook the corner of his clothes in his hand. Pei Mingxuan took off his coat and wore a thick white sweater. Looking at his expression, it still feels very soft.

Pei Mingxuan held down his fluttering hand, with a serious face: "Do you know what's wrong with you?"

"Cold and fever."

Pei Mingxuan stretched his face longer, put his finger on He Yuhuan's head, and tapped it lightly: "That's right, I have a cold and a fever, and pneumonia caused by untimely treatment. The doctor said that I should be hospitalized for at least a week."

"Uh..." He Yuhuan was at a loss for words, no wonder his chest was not feeling well these days.

After being quiet for a while, He Yuhuan shook his hand again: "Brother Mingxuan, can you stay out of the hospital?"

"I can't." Pei Mingxuan sat with one leg crossed, stared at him, and let the corner of the sweater be stretched a little.

"I want to go back to Dragon City." He Yuhuan thought for a while and added, "I want to go back to our home."

Pei Mingxuan's cold expression slowly melted: "Why?"

He Yuhuan saw that there was something going on, and immediately put on a sad expression: "I have a classmate who works here. If they find out, they might tell the news about my living here. If my aunt and uncle find out, they must I'll come to bed with you."

He paused for a moment, and looked even more sad: "At first I wanted to finish filming this film and go to see them, but now I'm so sick that I'm hospitalized, I really don't want them to worry."

He was telling the truth, but exaggerated the emotions on his face.

"Brother Mingxuan, if I can't calm down like this, I won't be able to recuperate properly."

Pei Mingxuan couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, took He Yuhuan's hand holding the hem of his clothes, and made a phone call: "Xiao Luo, ask the doctor if Yuhuan's condition can be transferred to Longcheng."

Not long after, he put down his phone and sat down again, his expression as calm as water, neither saying yes nor no.

"Hmm..." He Yuhuan moved uncomfortably, "Brother Mingxuan, I'm so anxious..."

Pei Mingxuan ignored him.

"Brother Mingxuan, if I don't rest well, will it be more serious?" He Yuhuan knows that pneumonia caused by a cold sounds serious, but it is actually very common. In the past, several relatives and classmates had it, and they stayed in the hospital for a week. The infusion will be fine in half a month, except that the recovery will be slower and the symptoms will be slightly more severe, which is no different from a cold. The doctor must have told Pei Mingxuan this, otherwise he would never be so calm, so He Yuhuan is not afraid that he will be too worried.

"Don't talk nonsense." Pei Mingxuan finally responded, and after a while, he added, "Don't act like a baby, if you don't want me to do you here."

He Yuhuan shrank his neck, his face was slightly hot, and he was honest.

"You and Xiao Luo partnered to lie to me?" After a long silence, Pei Mingxuan said suddenly.

"No."

"No! Brother Pei, how dare I lie to you!" Xiao Luo came in with the daily necessities he bought, and his heartbeat almost stopped when he heard this, although he was not fired last time for breaking a 30 dress , It doesn’t mean that this mistake will be forgiven, after all, the one on the hospital bed is a priceless treasure of the boss, “Take your body temperature every morning and evening, and it’s all below 37 degrees!” He looked at He Yuhuan for help.

"Xiao Luo really didn't lie to you. He didn't tell you about my fever the first day." He Yuhuan also helped explain.

Pei Mingxuan: "How did you do it?"

He Yuhuan smiled for forgiveness: "Every time before taking the temperature, I secretly apply a cold towel to my head."

In the past, he had only been played around by Pei Mingxuan, but instead he was deceived. Pei Mingxuan couldn't believe it: "Where did you learn such a trick?"

He Yuhuan put down his hand not long ago, and hooked it to the hem of his sweater again: "I'll learn from you."

Pei Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that nearly 20 years ago, he played a primary school student who didn't like to study. In order not to go to school, he wrapped a thermometer with a hot towel on his forehead to create the illusion of being sick and having a fever.

"As expected of a high-achieving student of Longda University, his ability to draw inferences from one instance to another is outstanding." Pei Mingxuan pressed He Yuhuan's hand and glanced at Xiao Luo.

Ronaldinho backed out silently, closed the door for them, and put up a sign saying please knock.

In order to keep the joy of work, he was also moved by his thoughtfulness: the boss, even the younger ones understand, and the "punishment" link has come.