Professional dismantling

"Then you must tell me which ones you know..." Zhao Yao said eagerly, and added another sentence worriedly, "Definitely, don't forget."

"Is there an actor you like?" Qin Yin asked, "You don't want to recommend Yan Rui, do you?"

"No, no, no... there are actors, but I don't like them to the extent that I don't follow stars." Zhao Yao sat down again, leaning his back into the back of the sofa and said.

Qin Yin wanted to say, it doesn't look like you are not chasing stars when you are so excited.

"You know him?" Qin Yin asked.

"Ah, do you know him? You know him." Zhao Yao said.

"If you know someone, you can recommend them. If it's someone from my side, the director probably won't say much, but it still depends on the acting skills, male or female?"

"Female... Oh no, I'll just ask casually."

Zhao Yao casually asked Qin Yin, but kept it in his heart, so when the assistant received a call from the president saying that he should contact the director and screenwriter as soon as possible, and also asked other investment sponsors for a detailed list, especially the actresses, he was shocked. one night.

The assistant thought over and over again, which actress is going to be unlucky again? !

Zhao Shumin got out of class very early today. She finished class at [-]:[-] in the afternoon and went home. She was stunned for a long time when she saw the two "human bears" on the sofa in the living room. You two are like the pair of bears on the blanket, one on each side."

Zhao Yao lowered his head and glanced at the blanket, dear mother!

Qin Yin half-closed his eyes and his face turned red. Zhao Shumin came over after changing his shoes and glanced at him, his expression immediately changed, "What's wrong with Xiao Yin, is he sick? Why are you two at home at this hour?" Zhao Mama After glancing at the clock, he shouted at Zhao Yao.

"Hey, don't shout, he has a cold and I'll take time off to take care of him at home." Zhao Yao shifted his position and glanced at the kitchen, "Aunt Liu, is the medicine ready yet?"

"It's pouring it into a bowl." Aunt Liu responded.

"Why do you have a good cold?" Zhao Shumin touched Qin Yin's face with distressed expression, as if that was his own son.

Qin Yin's eyelids moved, as if he had been woken up in his sleep, but he regained his composure after a delay of two or three seconds. His eyes lit up when he saw Zhao's mother, "Aunt Zhao had a good class today. morning."

"Go back to bed and lie down when you're sick, and don't catch a cold again." Zhao Mama looked sideways at Zhao Yao, "You too, he has such a severe fever and you let him lie here, why don't you just grow up and not care?" Woolen cloth."

Zhao Yao purposely said that he asked for leave to take care of him at home because he wanted to ask for praise, but instead of getting the praise, he was scolded instead. The feeling of grievance in his heart was like a flash flood.

Qin Yin said with a smile: "Why are you yelling at him, I want to be here myself."

Zhao Yao nodded, "He wants to be here."

Qin Yin glanced at him and sighed helplessly, I will help you here.

It was good that Zhao Yao didn't speak, but when she said that Zhao's mother pointed the finger at him again, "He is a patient, what do you know, really, the more you take care of him, the more ruthless you are."

Zhao Yao, it's not mentally handicapped to catch a cold, he didn't even feel cold or uncomfortable, but he shut his mouth in reality after seeing Zhao Mama's scary eyes.

The truth of saying too much and making mistakes has taught many ignorant teenagers who don't know where they are going wrong.

After Qin Yin drank the medicine, Zhao Yao helped him up the stairs. After lying on the bed and covering him with the quilt, Zhao Yao asked him, "Are you cold? Do you want another bed?"

Qin Yin shook his head: "I'm so hot that I feel my back is sweating."

Zhao Yao went to the bathroom and got a dry towel and came out, "Let me put it on your back, don't make your clothes worse after getting wet."

"That troubles you." Qin Yin raised his arms and half sat up, Zhao Yao spread the towel and stuffed it down from the collar of the back of his head, "When I was scolded, you didn't speak a fair word at first, now Fake fishy."

Qin Yin felt quite wronged, but he didn't refute, instead he smiled and said, "I was wrong, I must be more careful next time."

Zhao Yao looked at the smile on his face and was stunned, "I found that you have a good temper when you are sick. If you treat me fiercely in the future, I will make you sick, hahaha."

Qin Yin: "..."

"Lie down and sleep for a while, don't talk, and I'll take your temperature again."

Zhao Yao shook the thermometer in his hand a few times, paused when his hand touched the button of Qin Yin's pajamas, touched his nose and said, "Pick it yourself, I'm urgent to pee."

Qin Yin took the thermometer and clipped it under his armpit. Zhao Yao ran to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror for a while, feeling very embarrassed and shameful. Thinking of Qin Yin's half-open pajamas and the vaguely visible abdominal muscles in the morning, he stretched out his hand I pinched my thigh, I'm so fucking hot.

When Zhao Yao came out, Qin Yin had already closed his eyes. Zhao Yao stood beside the bed for a while, counting the time and waiting for the thermometer.

"You didn't flush the toilet?" Qin Yin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Ah?" Zhao Yao looked at him, he didn't pee at all... Mao!

"Forget..." Zhao Yao ran back to the bathroom after dropping these two words, lifted the toilet lid and pressed the flush button, then washed his hands at the washstand before walking out.

Qin Yin didn't speak any more, Zhao Yao waited for about three or four minutes, and Qin Yin handed him the thermometer.

"38 degrees five, two degrees longer." Zhao Yao said with a frown.

Qin Yin sighed and said, "It seems to be me who has a fever, but you are the one whose IQ has dropped."

"Ah?" Zhao Yao shook the thermometer.

"Forget it..." Qin Yin rolled his eyelids, "I want to sleep for a while."

Zhao Yao put the thermometer into the box and put it in a box, "Go to sleep..." He originally wanted to go back to his room, but when he saw Qin Yin's flushed cheeks, he hesitated and sat down on the small sofa at the end of the bed, "I Just sit here and call me if you feel uncomfortable."

Zhao Yao turned on the phone and pressed the mute button. He has no experience in taking care of patients. He used to rely on procrastination when he was sick, especially for colds. He usually healed after three or four days. He had never had a high fever like Qin Yin’s. .

Qin Yin's figure is so good, and his physical fitness should be quite strong. Now that he is so sick, Zhao Yao should bear most of the responsibility. If he didn't pee all over him, he wouldn't just wear a shirt. go……

But that's what he did too, who told him to hit people when they peed, but people beat people because they thought someone was stealing from him, come on, how can anyone steal...

Oops, I'm getting bored to death, Zhao Yao stared at Errenzhuan on TV with his head in his arms, thought about it, got up and went back to his room.

Anyway, it's okay, let's wash Qin Yin's clothes.

Qin Yin's clothes have not been touched since they were thrown on the ground last night, and they are still lying on the ground, very pitiful.

Zhao Yao picked it up and went into the bathroom, after thinking about it, he backed out and took it directly to Qin Yin's room. He was afraid that Qin Yin might be busy and leave him alone.

Fortunately, Qin Yin slept soundly. Zhao Yao went to the balcony and opened the glass door leading to the balcony. The room was terribly stuffy, and he had a cold, so he had to breathe.

Qin Yin's coat is very expensive at first glance, Zhao Yao searched for a long time but didn't see the brand, it looks like a hand-made custom version, Zhao Yao sighed, it's really cool.

Coats are quite a laborious thing, and it is best to dry-clean clothes like this. It is not good if the water temperature is too hot, and the strength is not good. Zhao Yao is obviously not that hypocritical, and he did not take those problems into consideration. .He only remembered that Qin Yin asked him to wash his hands, and he agreed at that time, and he couldn't keep his word.

As for the final result, it is not within his consideration.

Qin Yin was awakened by thirst, he felt that he was about to spurt out the real fire of Sanwei, turned his head and swept around the room, but Zhao Yao was not there.

He had no choice but to sit up by himself, and he reached out to take out the towel from under the hem of his clothes, his hair was also wet with sweat, and he wanted to take a shower a little bit.

After drying the clothes, Qin Yin asked Aunt Liu to iron them. When she came in, she saw Qin Yin getting ready to put on and take off her shoes.

"Hey, why are you up, are you going to drink water or go to the toilet?" Zhao Yao stretched out his hand and dragged him to the bed as he walked towards him, carefully urging him: "Lie down, lie down, my mother is coming in, or else he will come in." I have to say again..."

"Xiao Yin woke up?" Zhao Shumin's voice sounded behind Zhao Yao, "Are you hungry? I didn't eat anything to sleep. It's almost seven o'clock now. Aunt Liu said you like vegetable porridge. It's just boiled, you taste it."

Zhao Yao gave Qin Yin a pillow and put it behind his back, took the bowl from Zhao Ma's hand and was about to pass it to Qin Yin, Zhao Yao glared at him, "How can a patient do it by himself, will you take care of the patient? How did Ren Xiaoyin take care of you when you were in the hospital."

Zhao Yao: "It's because his brain is broken, not because his hands are disabled... Hey, I'll feed me."

Zhao Shumin glared at her son, "Have some morals, you're lucky, Xiaoyen doesn't care about you."

It was Zhao Yao's first time serving others like this, and Qin Yin was obviously not used to it, so he frowned after eating two spoonfuls in Zhao Yao's hands, "I'll do it myself."

Zhao Yao turned to look at his mother, Zhao Shumin had already gone out.

"Hey..." Zhao Yao handed the bowl to Qin Yin, "I even suspect that you are my mother's birth, this difference in treatment, you'd better get well soon..." Zhao Yao said, "This is more than the original It is really impossible to live in a hierarchical society without dignity."

"Okay." After Qin Yin replied, he didn't speak any more, and concentrated on eating his bland vegetable porridge.

Zhao Yao waited for him to finish eating and took the bowl downstairs. Although he didn't like Qin Yin's green vegetable porridge, his stomach was already singing the old half-empty plan. Seeing that Qin Yin finally finished eating, he wished that two winds would grow on his feet. When the fire wheel came, he directly cast a spell and flew downstairs.

"If my fever doesn't subside tomorrow morning, you can drive my car to work, or the other car in the garage, whichever you like." Qin Yin said when Zhao Yao rushed to the door.

"No need..." Zhao Yao didn't turn his head, "If I want to drive, I will drive my own Volvo. Your car is too ostentatious. I'm afraid of being watched."

Maybe because of Qin Yin's illness, the dishes tonight are very light. Even mapo tofu looks like boiled bean curd. Zhao Yao held his chopsticks and prayed silently. Master Qin, you must hurry up Get better.