I didn't know the meaning of the song at first [entertainment]

Pei Wanchu put her head on Wenyi's shoulder, whispering in her ears, Wenyi finally heard clearly what he was repeating.

"You still have me, I'm still here, as long as you forgive me, I'll always be here..."

Wen Yi pinched Pei Wanchu's bony wrist and put his sleeves on him, feeling uncomfortable.

How long has he been, why has he become so thin...

"Who are you? None of you will be here, you will all go, Wen Yi also left, and he lied to me..."

Pei Wanchu's cell phone lit up, and it was a small speaker. Wen Yi connected and agreed, and went downstairs with Pei Wanchu in his arms.

It was only when the car drove out of the gate that the small speaker remembered the shards of glass in the house, and told him to leave it alone, and he would come back to clean it up later. He estimated that Pei Wanchu would not be able to leave the hospital for a while.

The taxi drove into the hospital at lightning speed all the way, Wen Yi rushed to the emergency room with someone in his arms, the nurse took the temperature and immediately called the mobile bed.

High fever of 41 degrees 5, all the way to check the priority, blood test, filming, Wen Yi followed the run before and after.

Pei Wanchu has not woken up, her eyes are closed like a puppet without a soul, she is held by Wenyi without consciousness.

The test results came out soon, high fever caused by pneumonia, superficial gastritis, anemia...

A bunch of inspections were done, and a bunch of problems were found out, none of the inspection indicators were normal...

Without further ado, the doctor prescribed hospitalization and sent him to a single ward. Three nurses gathered around the bed and hung up several medicine bottles in one breath.

Wen Yi sat by the bed, covering Pei Wanchu's hand with both hands, the cold liquid poured into his body continuously, the hand with the needle inserted was like an ice cube.

"Mr. Wen, you haven't eaten lunch yet, have you? Shall I go buy some for you?"

Wen Yi ran all the way up and down the stairs, hugging and carrying her back, Xiao Trump's attitude softened a bit.If he didn't come over by chance today, he might have to call an ambulance, and the media at the door didn't know what to write.

Maybe it will be Pei Wanchu committing suicide by cutting his wrist, forcing him to die...

"Don't go, he may wake up at any time, I have to go when he wakes up, don't tell him it's me."

After a bag of nutrient solution was infused, Pei Wanchu's eyes moved a few times, and a low moan came out of his throat. Wenyi carefully put his hands into the quilt, and quickly left the ward.

Pei Wanchu opened his eyes and saw the skirt of the door flashing, he subconsciously called out: "Small trumpet."

"Hey, Director Pei, are you feeling better?"

Pei Wanchu looked up at five or six bottles of various sizes hanging on his head, and knew that he must have passed out at home.

"The hospital you sent me to?"

"Ah! Huh? Oh, no!"

"Not you? Who?" Pei Wanchu looked at the little trumpet who was a few centimeters shorter than him, and guessed that he might not be able to figure it out.

"Gu... Gu Xiaosu, Xiao Gu, Xiao Gu sent you here..."

"Little Gu? I remember Xiao Gu went back to class?"

"That's right, the plane just now took you to the hospital... Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Director Bai will be here in a while."

Xiao Trumpan quickly changed the subject.

Pei Wanchu lowered her head and smelled her body, then raised her infusion hand and smelled it: "Why... I smell of perfume?"

Little Trumpet groaned secretly in his heart, how could he know that this person left behind?With a blank expression, he pointed to the sky.

"Yes! Why do you smell of perfume? What are you doing at home?"

Pei Wanchu frowned, what are you doing at home?After thinking about it for a while, the crisp sound in the middle of the night...

"Did I break the perfume bottle?"

"That's right, it was broken all over the place, I took so much effort to clean it up, it almost pricked my foot..."

Pei Wanchu frowned and smelled her hands, still a little strange.

Before he could figure it out, the door of the ward opened and Bai Hao walked in.

"You scared me to death..."

The little trumpet told Bai Hao in advance, Wen Yi warned, don't say that he sent it to the hospital...

Outside the open ward door, Pei Wanchu saw a piece of clothes dangling by the door.

"You came here to visit the sick, and you came empty-handed?"

Bai Hao was taken aback for a moment: "Forget it, I'll take care of the meals for you. I will order meals for you every day during this period. Then let the little trumpet take care of you here."

"No, not lame. You came alone?"

"Ah? Yes! Otherwise?"

Pei Wanchu raised his chin towards the outside: "What's the matter with that person outside?"

"I'm sorry to come in..."

The two of them smiled tacitly, and Pei Wanchu raised his voice: "Why are you embarrassed? How can you be ashamed if you cheated on my cabbage?"

Lu Zhi slipped in close to the door, walking cautiously, as if he was ready to run away if there was any movement.

"How's the filming of the new drama going? Big stars..."

"Don't, don't, what kind of star, I'm just playing tricks, it's okay. When you guys make the next drama, come find me..." Lu Zhi smiled and stood at the end of the bed.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you for the next drama..."

Several people chatted in the ward for a while, and Bai Hao suggested that Pei Wanchu should live in the hospital with peace of mind, and leave the hospital after solving a bunch of problems. In addition, he could avoid the media.Anyway, now that the post-production of the movie is over, what kind of publicity and auditing are not the two of his worries.

When Pei Wanchu has rested, they can prepare for the next play.

On the night when Pei Wanchu was admitted to the hospital, after six o'clock, Bai Hao was offering to buy him dinner when a man wearing a chef's hat and uniform walked in, carrying an exquisite lunch box and putting it on the bedside table.

"Mr. Pei, right? This is a nutritious meal for you during your hospitalization. We will deliver it at 08:30 in the morning, 11:30 in the afternoon, and [-] in the evening. Is this time okay?"

"Is this arranged by the hospital?" Pei Wanchu was puzzled, he didn't seem to have ordered a meal.

"Yes, you have it all the time during your hospitalization, and adjust it according to your physical condition. The delivery time is no problem, we will deliver it according to this time, and you can just let us know if you have other needs."

"Oh, alright."

Bai Hao and Xiao Horba looked at each other, and opened the lunch box: "Do you want to try something delicious?"

Pei Wanchu tasted it and it was not unpalatable. Since it is the hospital's nutritious meal, then obey the hospital's arrangement.Just remember to tell the delivery guy not to cook chicken tomorrow.

"That's it, save trouble, and don't bother to solve my meal. The small speaker is working normally, and I can't move it. Don't worry if there are doctors and nurses. I will notify you if I have something to do."

A few days after being admitted to the hospital, Gu Xiaosu sent a greeting message.

"Director Pei, how is your health? I have been busy studying a while ago, so I don't have time to greet you."

"Well, I can eat. Thank you that day."

"You're welcome, it should be, we were all scared when you fainted, remember to eat well in the future."

The corners of Pei Wanchu's eyebrows twitched, he is really a simple child...

Bai Hao later helped Pei Wanchu transfer to the convalescent ward, a high-rise single room with tight security.

There is a garden on the roof. Pei Wanchu goes up to the roof every day to bask in the sun, and he doesn't have to worry about being recognized by others when he goes downstairs...

He stayed in the hospital for nearly a month, the blood test indicators passed the test, and he underwent a gastroscopy. The gastritis also improved significantly, and he was discharged home with a bag full of medicine.

It’s already winter when I go home again, and Yanjing’s central heating has started for some days, and the 24-hour heating has driven away the cold air that has been inhabited for a long time.

There is still a faint smell of perfume in the clean and tidy room.

"Little trumpet, has anyone else been here besides you?"

"Ah! Yes."

"Who?"

"Cleaning, I hired cleaning. You know I can't clean up the room, so I called cleaning for you. It took two days to clean it."

Pei Wanchu nodded.In a row of glass jars on the cabinet, the transparent and clear white wine has a faint dark yellow color.

The little trumpet helped Pei Wanchu pack up the things he brought back, and asked him what he wanted for dinner tonight?In the refrigerator was still the quick-frozen food they bought last time. After eating a nutritious meal for a month, there was no taste in their mouths.

"I'll go out for a while, don't worry about me."

When the two came back just now, there was no paparazzi at the gate of the community. Pei Wanchu asked the security guard, and said that no one came to the camp half a month ago.

The media at Baili Entertainment also disappeared almost half a month ago. It seems that they let Pei Wanchu go for the time being.

The days in winter are always short, and it’s only afternoon when I get home. The winter clothes are packed at home, shaking a few times, and the sky turns dark.

Pei Wanchu took out a long down jacket and put it on, put on a hat, put on a mask and walked out of the house.

In the past one and a half months of treatment and half recuperation, his complexion is much better than when he just returned to China, and the flesh on his body is also good, and it is no longer full of bones.

He was tidying up his winter clothes just now, and the ones he wore in previous years would not look pleasing to the eye, so he thought about buying some more.

Now that the long hair has been cut off, let's change it more thoroughly.

It was cold in winter, Pei Wanchu wearing a mask did not attract the attention of passers-by.

As soon as I walked into the mall, there was a noise like a tide, and the three floors in the middle hall a few steps away were crowded with young men and women holding aids.

Several huge posters hung down from the roof of the seventh floor. He glanced at them and was surprised.

The image of Tian Min occupies most of the poster, holding cosmetics in her hand, smiling charmingly.

The bold font on the right side of the poster reads: Tian Wen, the latest global image ambassador.

It seems that after getting engaged to an upstart in the financial circle, the increase in resources is more obvious.

The spotlights on the stage were turned on, and the noisy crowd fell silent immediately.

Wearing a golden body, Tian Wen jumped onto the stage with a few backup dancers. When the music started, Tian Wen sang and danced very hard.

Pei Wanchu took a quick glance at the face that was traced by the makeup artist's magic hand, it looked better than the huge poster.

He put on his hat and hurried into the elevator, staying away from this person, lest bad luck...

The elevator door opened, and he had just reached the fourth floor, when the loud music downstairs came to his ears again accompanied by Tian Wen's singing.

He picked a restaurant that didn't require seating and walked in. It happened to be a small table by the window. He looked around and sat down helplessly.

The thin decorative glass can't cut off the noise outside. The screams on the first floor, Tian Wen's singing, talking, and the host's praise are still very clear.

very noisy...

He helplessly blocked the outer ear door with his fingers, and the waiter who served food noticed his little move.

"Don't you like Tian Min?"

Pei Wanchu was taken aback: "No, I have a cold and my head hurts."

He was glad that he hadn't taken off his mask, otherwise he didn't know what trouble he would cause.

"I like Tian Min very much. If it wasn't for going to work, I would definitely go down and cheer for him. He is so good-looking, and he has found such an amazing fiancé, and he works so hard..."

Pei Wanchu laughed and waited for the waiter to finish speaking, and echoed against his will: "It's pretty good..."