Celebrity superstar proposes to remarry

Zhang Henian: After finishing shopping, Zhang Henian drove home quickly.

He was actually a little worried that He Bo was alone at home, so after returning home, he went to the bedroom lightly.

In the orange light, He Bo was sleeping and his face was flushed, but his eyebrows seemed to be slightly frowned.

So, he walked over and raised his hand to touch He Bo's cheek, it doesn't matter.

He Bo's forehead seemed a little hot?Zhang Henian frowned, and went to the medicine cabinet to get a thermometer. His temperature was indeed a little higher, it was already 39 degrees.

I have a fever!

Probably because he was tired from running back and forth, Zhang Henian suddenly felt a little bit guilty.

So, he took out the fever-reducing patch from the medicine box, pasted it on He Bo's forehead, and stood up again to make some hot water.

After adding some cold water, Zhang Henian helped He Bai to sit up, and fed him medicine.

During the period, He Bo also woke up, probably because he didn't sleep very well. When he saw Zhang Henian, he smiled: "What's wrong with me?"

"Well, I'm probably tired and have a fever. Let's take some medicine."

He Bo seemed to be somewhat resistant to taking the medicine, he turned his head sideways, very resistant: "I don't want to take it, can I not take it?"

The last sentence has a hint of coquettishness.

"Then how is it possible?" Zhang Henian refused without thinking.

With a very tough attitude, he directly stuffed the pill into his mouth, and then forced him to take a big gulp.

It made He Bai protest to him: "I know, I know, you don't love me at all. You even forced me to take medicine, woo woo woo, me, why am I so miserable?"

Zhang Henian couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and after telling him to lie down, he knocked on his forehead.

"Okay, don't pretend to be pitiful with me anymore. I don't know what virtue you have?"

He put the water glass on the bedside table, bent down and kissed his forehead, and coaxed softly: "Take a good rest, I'll make you something delicious later."

He Bo still stared at Zhang Henian with those pitiful eyes, as if he felt that he was a bad guy.

This made Zhang Henian a little speechless.

He simply didn't bother to talk to him, and went out directly to the kitchen to prepare dinner for He Bo.

Because of his fever today, Zhang He Nian naturally wouldn't let He Bo eat salad anymore.

That would be too pitiful, so Zhang Henian prepared a little noodles, added some spinach, poached eggs, and the braised beef he bought, took a cucumber from the jar of pickled vegetables, and added some vinegar and sugar Mix it with sesame oil, it is sweet and sour, and it is easy to serve with rice.

As for Zhang Henian's own tasting, it was relatively simple.

As long as he steams the rice, one serving is the curry itself, and he can taste it.

Then, Zhang Henian added some onions, potatoes, carrots, beef, etc. to make the ingredients richer, and tasted it.

Compare the two to see which way is more delicious.

In this way, Zhang Henian can better recommend it to netizens during the live broadcast. As for which chicken feet?

Zhang Henian decided to finish the meal in a while, and he could try it as dessert.

After deciding what to do tonight, Zhang Henian skillfully started cooking dinner.

But after a while, the ingredients are ready, and they start to fry in the same pan.

The onion cried and said, "I don't like cooking onion the most, people are afraid of heat."

Potato sighed: "I know I can make a lot of things, but people don't like to stay with curry."

Curry's temper is not very good, a little hot: "Potato, what do you mean? You draw a road, let's make gestures, and I will let you know why my curry tastes so strong."

Carrot burst out laughing: "I found out that curry is a fool, why is it so rich? Of course, you have more spices. But, no matter how rich you are? You just don't taste as good as hot pot."

The stewed beef cow protested in a low voice: "Actually, my taste is the best. Can you leave it alone and put me together with curry?"

curry:"……"

Why do so many vegetables not like me?

How good is my seasoning, when everything is added together, after stirring together, it is the best partner with rice, noodles, and bread.

When Zhang Henian was cooking, he looked at the ingredients with a smile, and each made a noise.

Unexpectedly, he felt that tonight was really a peaceful night.

If only it could stay that way.

It's a pity that he just put all the ingredients together and is going to put a few bags of curry on it.

His cell phone rang, Zhang Henian's eyes flashed with impatience, but he connected quickly.

Fang Tong over there sighed: "Hey, we seem to have gone to play, is that girl dead?"

Zhang Henian didn't realize it for a long time, and then he suddenly exclaimed: "You mean Lin Youou is dead?"

"Well, I probably noticed something. When I took people to find her rented house, I found that she had died in the bathtub."

When Fang Tong said this, he subconsciously paused, as if he had thought of something, some pictures of toothache.

Zhang Henian still noticed it through the heavy breathing over there. He frowned and asked, "What's the matter? Could it be that she was wearing a red dress?"

Fang Tong took a deep breath and couldn't help but asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

To be reasonable, if this matter was put in the past, at most Fang Tong thought that the deceased probably wanted to go away in a glamorous way before he died, and he didn't think much about it.

However, after getting in touch with Nan Qing and the others in the past two days, his whole worldview is collapsing.

So, when I took people there today, seeing that scene, Fang Tong felt a little hairy all over.

"What's so surprising about this? There are many such sayings in novels and comics. It means that if a girl wears a red dress before she dies, she will definitely become a ghost after death."

Fang Tong's breathing on the phone was even louder.

"My God." He couldn't help but exclaimed, and then asked cautiously, "Can that really change?"

To be reasonable, as long as you think of a murderer, you will turn into a more vicious ghost.

He felt bald.

The dead are dead, can you stop hurting people?

Fang Tong really didn't want to, if there were any victims or something.

"I don't know, you can ask Nan Qing and the others later."

"Okay. I also know that we two ordinary people say nothing."

Zhang Henian: "..."

Why do you suddenly feel that Fang Tong is a little underwhelmed?

"Then you hung up." Zhang Henian was also a little angry.

Fang Tong hecked twice, and asked hesitantly: "Speaking of which, He Bo came back in a hurry this morning, it seems that he still cares about you."

Regarding this topic, Zhang Henian didn't want to talk too much, and he didn't want to gossip with Fang Tong, a single man.

Therefore, he hangs up the phone neatly without giving Fang Tong a chance to talk again.

As a result, just as he hung up his phone, someone called again, but this time there was no indication, it was still an unfamiliar number.

For unfamiliar numbers, Zhang Henian is generally not willing to answer them.

However, remembering that two days ago, he seemed to have bought something, so Zhang Henian thought it was a courier call.

As a result, as soon as it was connected, there was a sharp hissing sound, which was particularly ear-piercing.

It caused the phone in Zhang Henian's hand to fall to the ground.

With a bang, He Bo, who was staying in the bedroom, immediately realized that something was wrong.

He got up directly, and quickly came to Zhang Henian's side. When he saw the mobile phone on the ground, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he gestured with his fingers, pointing at Zhang Henian's mobile phone.

Zhang Henian heard a sting, and a puff of black smoke rose from his mobile phone.

Afterwards, his ears improved a lot, and there were no more screaming ravings in his ears.

Although he couldn't hear exactly what he was talking about, Zhang Henian always felt that the thing seemed to be asking him for help.

"Are you okay?" He Bai walked over and helped Zhang Henian up.

Then, he found that his man was not only covered in cold sweat, but even his ears seemed to be bleeding slowly.

He suddenly became a little nervous, and said quickly: "Shall we go to the hospital?"

Zhang Henian shook his head, and grinned a little: "No need, it's late at night, if I go to the hospital, there will definitely be entertainment reporters gossiping about me being raped by you."

The last sentence was obviously a joke, used to relieve He Bo's tension.

But He Bo couldn't listen, and looked annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about? My ears are bleeding, it's not a trivial matter at all."

He stopped trying to persuade Zhang Henian, and simply returned to the bedroom in a hurry, took out two sets of down jackets from the closet, handed one of them to Zhang Henian, and put on one by himself.

He said: "It happens that I also have a fever, let's go together."

Obviously this is a step up for Zhang Henian, just because he is afraid that he will not go to the hospital.

"Okay, then let's go together."

Zhang Henian took the down jacket of the same style, took the initiative to drive, and the two went to the hospital together.

At this time, almost all the doctors in the hospital were off work, and the two of them were in the emergency department.

He Bo is much simpler, although he still has some fever, but the temperature has come down, he just prescribed an antipyretic medicine and antipyretic patch.

Zhang Henian was relatively troublesome. He tested his hearing and checked his eardrums.

Then, I dealt with the blood in the ear canal, and suggested that they come over tomorrow morning for a thorough examination.

The two of them thanked each other one by one, He Bo felt relieved temporarily, and brought Zhang He Nian back home.

He Bo asked with a serious face: "What happened just now?"

Zhang Henian: "Probably related to Lin Youou?"