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As soon as Zhou Jiyang was sent off on the front foot, Bai Li came on the back foot.

"I just vaguely said to the outside world that you are unwell, and the news is still under pressure." Bai Li sat on the side of the bed and finished talking to Zhanhang, then asked Zhao Kaile: "What did the doctor say?"

Zhao Kaile: "Brother Hang has a good foundation, and he will recover faster than ordinary people, but the sequelae left by the ear may not recover so quickly."

Betty frowned immediately when she heard the words: "Ear? What's wrong with the ear?"

Zhanhang: "It's not a big problem, just a little ringing in the ears, I can't hear clearly."

Whether it is big or small, this problem will more or less affect his daily work and life, but fortunately, he can always get it back if he raises it slowly—and the problem lies in the word "raise".

How long to raise, whether you can keep the perfect secrecy during the rest period, and how to maintain the illusion of being active in the eyes of fans during this period of time are all problems when you think about it carefully.

Encountering this accident at the peak of popularity, looking forward to the next ten years, probably no one in the circle is more miserable than Zhanhang.

The more Betty thought about it, the more she felt a headache, and she couldn't help but let out a breath.

Of course Zhanhang knew what she was worrying about, so he said indifferently, "I can move, I'm not as delicate as you think, I can leave the hospital tomorrow."

Zhao Kaile and Feng Biqin retorted at the same time: "Then how?"

Zhanhang: "..."

Feng Biqin said dissatisfiedly to Bai Li: "Miss Bai, Zhan Hang has been injured like this, you can't let him go to work hard under such circumstances. Employees of ordinary companies can still be given leave if they suffer work-related injuries."

Bai Li smiled wryly and said: "Don't be nervous....... The company will definitely arrange it. Now we are just discussing some follow-up arrangements. You also know that his schedule for the past two years is full. This injury There’s more work to be pushed away.”

Zhao Kaile added: "The doctor said that at least one more month of observation will be required, and he will be discharged after confirming that there are no other sequelae."

A one-month gap is undoubtedly a serious blow to an artist in the rising stage of his career. Betty also felt a little helpless. After thinking for a while, she asked Zhao Kaile: "Are there any daily photos on the phone that he hasn't sent?"

This question caught Zhao Kaile's attention. He hesitated and took out his phone to look through the photo album. Most of it contained Zhanhang's emoticons and NG videos, and there were some spoofs of him talking to himself while following the camera to dub Zhanhang. Trailer.

"It's a bit too much. I won't be able to post it for a while." Zhao Kaile smiled dryly: "I will post it to you later when I find it?"

Betty sighed again, nodded, and chatted with Zhanhang for two hours before leaving with her bag.

As night fell, Feng Biqin answered the phone and wanted to leave. Before she left, she explained a lot to the two of them. When Zhao Kaile went down to see her off, she saw her current boyfriend. Elite temperament, very gentleman to Feng Biqin.

"Go back." Feng Biqin said to Zhao Kaile: "Keep an eye on Xiaohang, and tell him not to waste his eyes on playing with his phone."

"Understood." Zhao Kaile replied, and nodded politely at the man again, as a greeting.

The two drove away.

The man glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that she was in a good mood, so he knew that Zhanhang's injury had basically stabilized, so he laughed and asked, "Who was that just now?"

"Godson, I just recognized him not long ago." Feng Biqin said a little proudly, "You look good, don't you?"

"Good boy." The man said with a smile, "Why do you suddenly think of being your son? Zhan Hang's work partner?"

Feng Biqin was stopped by the question, stroked her forehead, and then changed the subject hesitantly.

In the past few days, Zhao Kaile has only rushed back to the hotel once or twice to pack things when Zhanhang was dozing off, and spent the rest of the time in bed, with eye circles coming out from the boil, and now he still has countless videos and photos in the phone album Finding the daily photos of Zhanhang that can be used to hide the normal business of crossing the sea, the pressure is even greater.

Seeing his frowning face, Zhan Hang gestured for him to show him the phone with his fingers hooked up.

Zhao Kaile was a little embarrassed: "It's better to say goodbye..."

What if I see something that shouldn't be seen and open the wound.

Zhanhang frowned, and scolded: "Is there anything I can't see? Is there anything I haven't seen? Bring it!"

Zhao Kaile had no choice but to give him the phone, and went to type on the keyboard with a guilty conscience.Zhan Hang blankly swiped across several rows of emoticons, clicked into a video with a pitch-black cover and glanced at it. After the darkness, it was Zhao Kaile's face on the camera.

Zhao Kaile in the screen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the front and rear cameras were reversed. After the switch, the video showed Zhan Hang being patted on the face by a makeup artist on the set.Zhan Hang closed his eyes and pursed his lips, and Zhao Kaile made a sound of "uh, puff, puff," as if he was being beaten.

Zhanhang: "..."

Cutting to the next video, Zhanhang is wearing a costume and holding props to gesture with the martial arts instructor, and Zhao Kaile is dubbing him again, heh!ha!Well!cough!Ah ah! —and so on.

Then cut to the next video, in the screen Zhan Hang was holding a box lunch and ate it expressionlessly, Zhao Kaile sang a pig snort, Zhan Hang looked over suspiciously, the screen immediately became messy, as if it was hidden in his pocket , Zhao Kaile's voice said it was nothing.

After watching these few videos, which were just the tip of the iceberg, Zhanhang could no longer look directly at the role he was playing in that costume.

Zhao Kaile said with a guilty conscience: "I told you to stop watching..."

"Why didn't I invite you to be on the scene?" Zhan Hang said in admiration, "It's really a waste of talent."

Zhao Kaile: "..."

Zhanhang added: "Those black people are still trying their best to search for my black material on the Internet, can't they just buy it from you? Really."

Zhao Kaile had no choice but to say sincerely: "I'm sorry! I won't take pictures again!"

Zhanhang threw the phone back to him angrily, stretched out his hand, and motioned for him to come over and wait for him to lie down.Zhao Kaile graciously went over to half-support him, and took away the pillow folded behind him.That night, Zhao Kaile searched for a long time before finding a few daily photos that hadn't been posted before, and passed them on to Bai Li complaining endlessly.

This stay lasted for a month, and the period of hospitalization was actually the happiest period Zhao Kaile felt since he was Zhanhang's assistant.

There is no endless work, endless announcements and endless entertainment, only he and Zhanhang stay together every day, there are endless words to talk about and endless quarrels, and when they are bored, they push Zhanhang outside The lawn was basking in the sun together in a daze, what quarreled on the Internet, and what the consequences of the quarrel seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Few people came to the hospital to visit. Firstly, the news was tightly packed, and secondly, those who knew the news hardly had time to read it.Only Yu Zhengfeng and Song Yiming have been here before and after, and it seems that they formed a brotherhood during the filming of "Sword". Zhang Wenqian, Yao Min'er, and others only paid attention to the phone and WeChat a few times, and asked someone to send gifts. , but did not visit the hospital in person.

"I thought they would come at least once." Zhao Kaile was cutting today's apples for Zhan Hang, with a slightly sad expression: "I never thought they would not come once."

Zhan Hang said indifferently: "What are you doing here, just sit and stare? Your goddess career is in full swing, how can you have time to do these superficial things?"

However, Zhao Kaile had long been immune to his poisonous tongue, and explained to himself: "Forget it, it's fine if you don't come, but it will be even more troublesome if you recruit paparazzi."

Zhan Hang: "Now you know what it means for a tree to fall and the monkeys to scatter? Do you really think I'm okay to say those words to scare you?"

"Don't say that." Zhao Kaile cut an apple and fed him: "Everyone is just busy with their work, didn't they all send gifts?"

Zhanhang remained expressionless, crunching the apple, and didn't speak any more.

The vacation is very comfortable, but Zhanhang still pays attention to the development of the Internet. After all, in such an era of rapid spread of Internet information, one month's world is enough for netizens to forget a face that is not familiar. It is very bad to lose the sense of existence One thing - this month, the new drama starring Zhao Jingran and Zhang Wenqian started broadcasting, Song Yiming recorded an explosive variety show, Ou Xiaoqin's video of playing the piano in a fairy dress was so beautiful that it went out of the circle, and everyone was watching Gradually forge ahead with the goal he pursues, but the information related to the word "Zhanhang" on the Internet is decreasing sharply.

It would be a lie to say there is no anxiety.

Zhao Kaile could also feel that his emotions were obviously starting to fluctuate, and the frequency of losing his temper was obviously higher than before, not the same cynical temper as usual, but a silent decadence.

Every night, when Zhanhang couldn't fall asleep, Zhao Kaile lay down beside the bed to coax him, comforting him over and over again.

"It is impossible for someone who truly loves you to forget you, Brother Hang, true fans will always be there." Zhao Kaile said emotionally.

Zhanhang: "That's why I'm under so much pressure!"

Zhao Kaile: "..."

"You don't understand." Zhanhang said angrily with his back turned to him.

Zhao Kaile said seriously: "I understand! It's like my readers have been chasing after me, cursing and urging me to update, and I'm under a lot of pressure!"

Zhanhang sighed, turned over again, and looked at him.

Zhao Kaile has clean eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes are very focused when talking to him, as if he is always in a state of being on call at any time.Zhanhang couldn't help reaching out and pinching his face, and said with a smile: "Yes, I envy you so much."

Zhao Kaile didn't understand, Zhanhang raised his eyebrows, and leaned over to kiss his lips.

At the end of June, the doctor stood in the ward and said to Zhanhang: "The wound is recovering very well. Do you still have dizziness, vomiting or tinnitus recently?"

Zhanhang shook his head, then paused, and said uncertainly: "Sometimes tinnitus, but not often."

The doctor said: "Continue to take the medicine prescribed to you before, and keep a good work and rest."

Zhao Kaile nodded again and again: "Okay, okay."

Zhanhang asked: "Can I leave the hospital?"

"Tomorrow." The doctor adjusted his glasses and said, "Come back for a review in a month."