He Has a Sickness that Needs to be Cured

That night Lu Li asked Fang Mo to sit him down to warm up the dishes. As a result, the dishes that were not very good in appearance turned out to be even more unbearable. There were a lot, but Fang Mo knew that Lu Li must have worked very hard. He looked up at Lu Li poking at the vegetables, as if trying to make a shape, "Thank you."

Lu Li stopped his chopsticks and looked at Fang Mo, "Just as long as you are happy."

As a result, Lu Li's possession plan was completely ruined by his own food that night. Lu Li knocked on the toilet door, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

After waiting for a while, Fang Mo opened the door weakly, "It's okay, you should be fine after taking the medicine." Fang Mo frowned and went back to the toilet, "Please help me to buy it. It seems that there is no one at home. "

As a result, Fang Mo managed to lie down in the hospital that night because of food poisoning, and under Fang Mo's persuasion, Lu Li took An Xiao to the set.

At noon, Lian Yu went to the hospital to see Fang Mo. With a bouquet and fruit blues, he pushed open the door of the ward. In the clean VIP room, Fang Mo was wearing a patient suit, holding a book in one hand, and gently holding a book in the other white hand. Turning a page, the sunlight outside the window was shining on the white bed, bathing Fang Mo in the sunlight. Contrasted with the cold weather outside, Lian Yu felt that if he were Lu Li, he might be stupid enough to strip himself off. Throw it in the bed.

Seemingly aware of someone coming, Fang Mo raised his head and saw Lian Yu with a gentle smile on his face, "Mr. Lian."

Lian Yu came in as if he had just woken up from a dream, closed the door to block out all the cold air, and put down the fruits and flowers, "What? Lu Li has upgraded? Instead of swearing violently on the face, he poisoned him in the dark instead?"

Fang Mo was amused by Lian Yu, "It's just that I have a bad stomach." While speaking, he put the book beside the pillow.

Lian Yu and Fang Mo chatted for a while, Lian Yu stood up and said goodbye. Before leaving, Lian Yu looked at Fang Mo, "How many abs does Lu Li have?"

"Ah?" Fang Mo stared at Lian Yu in a daze, and then left with a chuckle.

Three days later, Fang Mo finally left the hospital. After being forced to rest at home by Lu Li for a week, he finally returned to work. After two months in a row, it was already the deep winter. He didn't hold out any hope for the broken equipment. He prepared a lot of warm baby stickers for Lu Li, and bought an electric hand warmer. Song Qizhe's assistant made an electric heater and placed it next to Song Qizhe. It provoked many people to surround him all day. As Song Qizhe turned around, Lu Li scoffed at this, and always said that he was a fart begging for prizes. Fang Mo just smiled at Lu Li's tone of saying that grapes count if he can't eat grapes.

Almost all of the scenes this day were on Lu Li. Fang Mo tore off a baby warmer and stuck it on his arm through his clothes. Looking at Song Qizhe, "Thank you." Regarding the matter of Song Qizhe becoming the actor, Fang Mo felt that no matter what means he used, at least Song Qizhe's acting was really good. Compared with Lu Li's fortitude, Song Qizhe was more suitable for playing some gentle scholar roles, but This time, Song Qizhe's new generation of emperors also has the posture of a king. Although his temperament is not as domineering as Lu Li, he still has the charm of a generation of Mingjun. This is the first time he has spoken with Song Qizhe or even had a close contact. Consciously, even just say thank you and continue to watch Lu Li filming.

Song Qizhe felt very curious about Fang Mo when he only heard about it. Although he hadn't spoken a word with him for a few days, Fang Mo's gentle and polite attitude towards everyone made Song Qizhe still have a good impression of Fang Mo. , It's just that I rarely have the opportunity to talk. Today, Lu Li has a lot of roles, and the staff are a little bit cold and consciously stay away from Song Qizhe's heating circle, so Song Qizhe and Fang Mo get together. "You're welcome." The simple three words are the same as the usual tone.

Fang Mo nodded with a smile. He didn't have much opinion of Song Qizhe Fang Mo. Although he was a film star, he usually ate with everyone, and he didn't make special arrangements, and he didn't have any airs about others.

"Lu Li did a great job."

Fang Mo looked back at Song Qizhe, "Huh?" Unexpectedly, Song Qizhe would talk to himself first.

Song Qizhe smiled, and said again without paying attention, "I think Lu Li's filming is very good. It's very majestic. Sometimes I feel shocked when I play with him."

Fang Mo unbuttoned his clothes, sure enough a place with heating would be very comfortable, "I also think Lu Li is pretty good."

Song Qizhe held the coffee cup in his hand and took a sip, "The coffee you make is delicious."

Fang Mo looked at the cup in Song Qizhe's hand. In the morning, the staff said they wanted something hot, and someone brought coffee beans. Considering Lu Li's picky mouth, Fang Mo made the coffee himself, "Hehe, thank you. "

"You hate me?" Song Qizhe asked suddenly.

Fang Mo looked at Song Qizhe inexplicably, then shook his head, "No, why does Mr. Song think so?"

Song Qizhe twirled the cup in his hand, crossed his legs and leaned towards Fang Mo, "Well, I think you seem to be kind to everyone, but you don't like to talk to me."

Fang Mo felt that people in the entertainment industry had different brain circuits from normal people. In contrast, Lu Li was relatively easy to understand and communicate, "Mr. Song, you think too much."

"What method do you think I used to snatch Lu Li's actor?" Song Qizhe said to himself.

"I didn't..."

Before Fang Mo finished speaking, Song Qizhe continued, "Would you believe me if I said that I never had any money or sex transactions with anyone?"

Please, can you listen to what the person concerned thinks, who forced you to think that you can read minds, and what did you make up from my short words? "Mr. Song, I think you have misunderstood. No matter who gets the award, it is well deserved. I have no problem with these, and I don't watch entertainment shows very much, and I don't know much about these gossips. And I think, Mr. Song acted very well, you don’t need to care about what outsiders think, it’s not that there is a saying that when others pour cold water on you, you don’t have to care, wait until it boils and then pour it back.”

Song Qizhe smiled, "You're quite interesting."

Fang Mo also looked at Song Qizhe squarely, feeling guilty?or something else?Fang Mo asked incomprehensibly, "Why do you want to tell me this?"

Song Qizhe took another sip of his coffee, "I don't want people from Star Entertainment to think that I got that award in an improper way."

Fang Mo nodded and continued to look at Lu Li, but his heart was racing like a bosom brother?Let one or two of you come and tell me about these things. "Mr. Song, why do you care about this?"

Song Qizhe looked at Fang Mo and said nothing, "The rumors are not all unbelievable."

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