Chapter 46 Yaoyao my family does not eat cake

Chapter 46 Yaoyao my family does not eat cake

"Wife cake? Well, I went to buy you wait for the next."

Fang Yue did not know where to so late wife cake will be sold, anyway, to cure disease with coax her obediently say.

Lin Yao finally let go of the hand holding the table, get back on the wheelchair, I am sorry to the other side Le said:. "I'm sorry, let's go."

Fang Yue smiled, pushing the wheelchair out of the clinic.

After the two men went out, his face serious female doctor suddenly opened the drawer, he took out the phone made a micro letter:

"My husband, my wife suddenly want to eat the cake."

Corinthians took after Yao went to pieces, waiting to get the results of Fang Fang, Fang Yue then pushed her on the fourth floor of the inpatient department.

Now hospitals are computer network office, hospital doctors have the information ahead of Lin Yao and infusion drugs sent to the nursing station.

For convenience and to avoid to be recognized out, Lin Yao lived in a single room, a small party music pushed her into the ward to see the beds they think of one thing, suddenly a little embarrassing.

The doctor specifically told the two days just can not let Lin Yao's feet touch the ground, now how she lay in bed up?

With a hold of it?

This is too embarrassing now, their relationship is not so close ah.

Lin Yao obviously know what side Yue was thinking, her cheeks ruddy, his hands propped armrest wheelchair, ready to stand up on one leg.

"Eh eh, you do not move."

Fang Yue quickly to stop her, coughed twice, solemnly asked:

"The doctor said you can not come down to earth, not in Fang Fang, I did that, it can put you to bed?"

Then his face was red, and how "to bed" listening to these three words so awkward it?

Fang Lin Yao Yue fear of misunderstanding, quickly added:. "I promise soon to help you get on the bed to let go, will not that what"

"good."

Not finished, a voice sounded like a mosquito Na, Lin Yao head down, the whole body are stretched very tight.

"Then I'm coming."

Fang Yue finished anxious to give yourself a mouth son, how getting more and more people get misunderstood?

"Um."

The answer is still small voice gentle, it does not seem unhappy.

Fang Yue took a deep breath, eliminate distractions, squat body, Lin Yao back left hand, right hand through her right hamstring, forced to hold her up.

very light.

Lin Yao's body so well, that will be a bit of weight.

I did not expect such a light.

Fang Yue do not know what he was thinking chaos, but did not notice when his hand supporting Lin Yao back, her face flashed a pained expression.

Lin Yao is the first time such a princess hold the opposite s*x, psychological stress will not do, fear of falling, they subconsciously reach out and grabbed his neck a small party music.

Fang Yue surprised a moment, arms nephrite Wen Xiang, a pair of Rouni arms still around his neck, a fragrant nose drill, rising to his heart an inexplicable panic.

Could not help looking down, just hit two bottom-tender look.

Ward temporarily quiet.

"What are you doing? Let her go?!"

A man wearing a suit and trousers, able to keep short hair woman walked into the room and saw this scene, suddenly snapped shout.

"Smoke sister? You're not in Kyoto it?"

Lin Yao turned around and come to see, subconsciously shouted, electric shock while adding that the party of small arms around the neck and hands off the music.

"Mo broker, do not misunderstand, Lin Yao's feet can not walk, I wanted to help her lie down on the bed."

Fang Yue met a few times Mo smoke, know that she is Lin Yao's agent, I do not know how a bit guilty, quickly explained the sentence, Yao Lin and quickly put on the bed.

"For ah, smoke sister, my foot is not convenient, Fang Yue just kind to help me."

Lin Yao also help to explain.

Mo looked at the two of them smoke, cold face and said: "? Why not a nurse."

Fang and Lin Yue Yao looked at each other a moment speechless.

Right ah, why we did not expect to be called the nurse to help it?

"Oh!" Lin Yao was so ashamed that he almost hid in the quilt, and couldn't help but let out a painful cry when he didn't notice that his back touched the hospital bed.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Yan walked over quickly and stood in front of the hospital bed, as if an old hen guarding the food blocking the weasel coveting his own chicken, he kept Fang Xiaole away.

"It's okay, just a little tired."

Lin Yao didn't dare to say that there was still an injury on her back, lying on her side in the hospital bed, holding Mo Yan's hand.

"Sister Yan, this is Fang Xiaole from the Super Challenge program group. He really just wants to help. Don't get me wrong."

"It turned out to be Assistant Fang. We met at the recording site. Hello, let me meet you officially. I am Lin Yao's agent and my name is Mo Yan."

Mo Yan gently stroked the messy bangs in front of Lin Yao's forehead, then turned to Xiao Le and stretched out his hand.

Mo Yan was supposed to deal with Lin Yao's new album in Kyoto, but yesterday he was uneasy after learning that Lin Yao was injured. After talking with the company this afternoon, he flew to Jiangrong City.

Just after getting off the plane and contacting Fangfang, she learned that Lin Yao's illness was so serious that she was going to be hospitalized. She was shocked, and after Fangfang sent the hospital and bed number, she hurried over.

Unexpectedly, I saw this "unsightly" scene as soon as I stepped into the ward.

At this moment, her eyes staring at Fang Xiaole were full of vigilance.

"Hello, Broker Mo." Fang Xiaole also reached out and shook her.

"I'm sorry just now. I misunderstood you. Thank you for coming and helping. Please also thank Director Li for me. The program team is interested."

Mo Yan smiled and apologized, but his words seemed extremely alienated, and Fang Xiaole's act of accompany Lin Yao to see a doctor was classified as an arrangement of the program group.

This is an official business, which is completely different from the nature of private companionship.

The meaning of Mo Yan's words is obvious, that is, he does not want other men to have more contact with his own artist than his work relationship.

"Sister Yan!" Lin Yao couldn't help but shouted.

"Yaoyao, aren't you tired? Rest first, don't worry, Sister Yan will be with you tonight."

Mo Yan turned his head and showed a gentle smile at Lin Yao, then turned his head and Xiao Le turned into a formulaic smiling face:

"It's too late. Assistant Fang waits a moment. I will call the driver and ask him to take you back."

Fang Xiaole was about to speak when a nurse came in with a cart containing an infusion bottle and medicine.

"Bed 68, Lin Yao."

"Yes." Lin Yao replied, but her voice was a little trembling.

"You have two sets of fluids, one for anti-inflammatory and one for cooling."

While the nurse hung the infusion bottle on the infusion stand next to the hospital bed, he connected the needle tube to the infusion bottle.

"Can you...not infusion?"

When the nurse held the needle end and bent over to give Lin Yao a needle, she hid both hands in the quilt, and she didn't want to take it out.

"The doctor said that your tonsils are very inflamed and must be transfused."

The nurse warmly persuaded that Lin Yao was still unwilling to stretch out her hand, her eyes full of fear when she looked at the needle.

"Sorry, she is not afraid of pain, but something happened when she was a child, so she has a psychological shadow of injections and transfusions."

Mo Yan explained to the nurse, the nurse nodded to express understanding: "It's okay, but you'd better persuade her, if it is too serious, it will affect the throat."

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment."

Mo Yan turned his head and persuaded Lin Yao, "You have heard it too, it will affect your throat if you drag it down."

Lin Yao hesitated, but after looking at the needle, she shrank into the quilt again.

"Lin Yao, if you have an infusion, we will continue to record the song tomorrow, and then..."

Fang Xiaole suddenly said, "I'll buy you wife's cake again."

Mo Yan turned his head to look at Fang Xiaole, if there weren't any nurses there, she would just pass by.

What right do you have to decide when my artist records the song?

Still buying wife cake?

it's so funny!

Yaoyao in my family doesn't like to eat those cakes and cakes.

"Then we are done."

Lin Yao blinked her eyes when she heard Fang Xiaole's words, and finally slowly stretched her hand out of the quilt.

Mo Yan: "?"