Pei Heming picked up the spoon, skillfully filled a bowl of soup for Song Bai, and placed it in front of him.

Song Bai used to finish the soup before eating, so he picked up the spoon and stirred the soup a few times, trying to cool it down a bit.

Song Bai didn't take a sip until he felt it was almost done, and put it into his mouth.

Because I don't know how the medicated food tastes, and I have a preconceived negative impression of it, I don't have much expectation in my heart.

Who would have thought that this medicated diet would be surprisingly delicious.

Song Bai found that there were several kinds of traditional Chinese medicine in it, but he could hardly taste any medicine.

Tsk, as expected of the master chef Pei Heming hired with a lot of money, the craftsmanship is really good.

So Song Bai went all out, picked up a small bowl and did it.

After drinking, Song Bai smacked his lips with a satisfied expression.

Seeing this, Pei Heming suppressed a smile and asked, "Do you want another bowl?"

Song Bai handed over the bowl, "You've already asked that, I want Yuqi to reject you, how bad it is."

Pei Heming turned his head and pretended to cough twice, but he was actually taking this opportunity to snicker.

In the end, Pei Heming covered up his smile, took the small bowl, and filled it with soup that was [-]% full.

After handing it to Song Bai, Pei Heming looked at the other person's expression, and asked knowingly, "Are you satisfied with the taste of this medicinal food?"

Song Bai was in a good mood, so he didn't go around in circles with Pei Heming. He simply nodded and said, "Satisfied. It may be because it's the first time I drink it. I think it's better than the usual soup."

Pei Heming raised his eyebrows, "In this case, I will keep that chef."

Song Bai nodded, with a very agreeable expression, he said, "You must stay."

Knowing that Song Bai was satisfied with the taste of the medicinal food, the chef was secretly relieved.

Pei Heming offered good conditions, and he really wanted this job.

In order to be able to stay smoothly, he spent 120 points of energy when making the medicated diet today.

On Song Bai's side, although the medicinal diet is very appetizing, the doctor told him not to eat too much in the past two days, so as not to burden the stomach that is already recovering.

Pei Heming kept the doctor's order in mind, and after Song Bai finished the second bowl of soup, he didn't give him any more.

With this medicated food in front of him, Song Bai had no interest in other dishes, and the soup took up his stomach, so he casually took a few mouthfuls and then put down his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Pei Heming asked with a surprised expression, "Are you full?"

Song Bai said "Yes", "I drank too much soup just now."

Pei Heming touched Song Bai's stomach and found that it was indeed swollen, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

Song Bai had enough to eat and drink, and had nothing else to do, so he took his trumpet and logged on to Weibo, planning to go up and find some melons to eat.

As a result, instead of eating other people's melons, he ate himself first.

Staring at #邓文景向宋白支持#, which was at the top of the hot search list, Song Bai was stunned for a few seconds.

When he came back to his senses, Song Bai subconsciously clicked in, wanting to see what was going on.

The first related Weibo in the square was posted by Deng Wenbo himself.

After Song Bai browsed, his brows became tighter and tighter as the content unfolded, and he almost wrote "speechless" on his face.

Before this, Song Bai never imagined that he, a person who just wanted to act honestly, would be so easy to recruit black people.

He really didn't know what those people were thinking.

Why did he get the male lead in Wang Honglin's new movie, so he was sure that he used unspoken rules?

Could it be that "I have no acting skills" are written on his face? !

Seeing Song Bai's pitiful appearance, Pei Heming completely gave up the idea of ​​teaching him a lesson.

Forget it, Song Bai didn't do this on purpose, let alone the one who suffered the crime was himself.

Pei Heming sighed, and lightly rubbed Song Bai's head twice, "Just be more careful next time."

Song Bai nodded, "I don't dare to be so arrogant again."

Probably because he vomited just now, Song Bai felt dizzy.

Just when Song Bai was thinking about whether to sleep, he suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom.

Song Bai felt sorry for Pei Heming, and he didn't want to trouble the other party anymore, so he wanted to bear it for a while before talking.

It's a pity that people have three urgencies, and they can't be tolerated if they want to.

In order not to pull it on his pants, Song Bai could only endure his embarrassment, tugged at Pei Heming's sleeve and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Because the doctor had explained it before, Pei Heming was not surprised by this.Thinking of Song Bai's thin skin, he deliberately comforted the other party: "The doctor said that you have acute gastroenteritis, vomiting and diarrhea are normal, don't have a psychological burden."

The truth is clear, but Song Bai still feels embarrassed.

Especially when Pei Heming picked him up and the two inadvertently looked at each other for a few seconds, Song Bai's sense of guilt reached its peak.

Song Bai pursed his lips, and looked apologetically at Pei Heming, "Why don't you put me down, I should be able to walk by myself."

Hearing this, Pei Heming frowned slightly, "You are sick now, be honest."

In order to make Song Bai obedient, Pei Heming hugged the person with his left hand, and patted the other person's butt with his right hand.

Song Bai was dumbfounded, and didn't recover until he entered the bathroom.

In the end, Pei Heming couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed twice tactically to remind the other party.

Song Bai blinked as if waking up from a dream, and under the urging of the pain in his stomach, his face flushed and he said: "Pei Heming, you can go out now."

Pei Heming nodded, "I'll wait for you outside, call me if you need anything."

Song Bai felt embarrassed, "No need, I just have acute gastroenteritis, not a broken leg."

Pei Heming ignored Song Bai, and walked out of the bathroom on his own, like a tall and straight pine tree standing outside the door.

Song Bai was sitting on the toilet, and he could vaguely see a shadow through the glass, so he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

It seems that Pei Heming is watching him poop...

Song Bai bit his lip, wanting to keep Pei Heming away, but also afraid that the other party would think he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

After struggling for a while, Song Bai silently turned his head to look elsewhere, intending to keep out of sight and out of mind.

As long as he doesn't look at Pei Heming, he can treat him as non-existent.

Song Bai comforted himself.

After about 5 minutes, Song Bai stood up holding his stomach, his face was a little uglier than before.

Song Bai opened the door, and as soon as he walked out, Pei Heming pulled him into his arms and asked, "Why did you look so ugly?"

At the end, Pei Heming said again: "Extremely stretched?"

Song Bai shook his head and said, "Not to this extent."

Because there are too many examples of Song Bai being aggressive, Pei Heming has doubts about this answer, "Really? Don't lie to me."

Song Bai twitched the corners of his mouth, his voice was full of helplessness: "Really, I lied to you and there is no food to eat."

Pei Heming thought for a while, and decided to call a doctor to check Song Bai's body.

After making up his mind, Pei Heming bent down, picked him up horizontally, and strode towards the bed.

Song Bai raised his eyes, his gaze touched Pei Heming's tense jaw, he suddenly became nervous for some reason.

He always felt that Pei Heming was not very happy...

However, Song Bai was put on the bed before he got tangled up and asked if he should ask.

Before Song Bai could react, a bell suddenly rang in his ear.

Turning his head to look, it turned out that Pei Heming rang the calling bell on the bedside.

Song Bai showed doubts on his face, "Why did you call the doctor?"

Pei Heming lowered his eyes, his brows and eyes were filled with worry, "I'm not at ease, I want the doctor to come and have a look."

Song Bai was stunned for a few seconds, "This is too much of a fuss, I'm really fine."

Although Song Bai was refusing, it didn't prevent him from feeling sweet in his heart.

Pei Heming cared about him so much, it must be a lie to say that he was not moved.

When Song Bai's mood was turning back and forth, Pei Heming frowned.

There is no other reason, Song Bai is really too stubborn.

Pei Heming felt that it would be impossible to let the situation develop, so he didn't take Song Bai's refusal to heart.

About 2 minutes later, the attending doctor arrived with two nurses.

As soon as he entered the door, the doctor asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Mr. Song?"

According to Song Bai's situation, Pei Heming replied truthfully: "His diarrhea is a bit serious. When he just came out of the bathroom, even his lips were bloodless."

Hearing this, the doctor thought to himself, acute gastroenteritis is like this.

However, she dared not say that to Pei Heming.

Because she discovered that this Mr. Song is like a gem in Pei Heming's heart.

If she dared to tell the truth, the other party would definitely feel that she was perfunctory.

Thinking of this, she began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "President Pei, Mr. Song's physique may be weaker than ordinary people. I suggest you find a chef who can make medicinal food to supplement him."

Hearing this, Pei Heming considered the feasibility of this suggestion, "I see."

At the end, Pei Heming was still a little worried and asked, "Are you sure you don't need to do another inspection?"

The doctor replied: "In theory, it is not necessary. If you are really worried, the hospital can meet your needs."

"But from my personal point of view, this inspection is really unnecessary."

"Firstly, the result is not very biased, and secondly, Mr. Song suffers."

Pei Heming pondered for a moment, rubbed his fingertips and replied: "If this is the case, then let's not check for now."

Noticing that the doctor was relieved, Pei Heming added specifically: "If there is anything else, I will call you again."

The doctor nodded, "If there's nothing else, we'll go first, there are other things to be busy."

Pei Heming nodded slightly, "Okay."

After the doctor left, Pei Heming sat by the bed and continued to guard Song Bai.

After about 10 minutes, Song Bai tugged Pei Heming's sleeve again and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Similar scenes appeared several times, and Pei Heming didn't dare to close his eyes.

The only good news is that Song Bai's situation gradually improved.

From the beginning, I had to go every ten minutes, and it became only once every ten minutes.

In the middle of the night, Song Bai didn't have diarrhea anymore, but his stomach still hurt a little.

After tossing and tossing for so long, the two were sleepy.

Song Bai raised his eyes, looked at Pei Heming's drowsy but struggling face, and couldn't help suggesting: "Why don't you go to sleep with the nursing bed, I should be fine."

Pei Heming wanted to sleep very much, but he was worried about Song Bai, so he suppressed his drowsiness and refused, "I'll sleep when I go home tomorrow."

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