"No, how could I be upset?"

Hearing Fang Fang's sudden question, Lin Yao glanced at Fang Xiaole in panic and shook her head quickly.

I'm not unhappy because I didn't get it from him. I'm definitely not so silly!

At this time, the two musicians found by the studio owner also arrived. Both of them were in a well-known band before, but later they became home, and gradually faded out of the music scene and regarded music as a hobby.

However, these two musicians have good skills. After practicing with Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole for a while, they can basically play the melody of the song "Roof" in full.

At around six o'clock in the evening, the two musicians went home for dinner and agreed to come over to practice for another two hours after the meal.

Lin Yao, Fang Xiaole and Fang Fang were having dinner in the recording studio.

Before the meal, Xiaole went out again and bought Lin Yao a pork bone beef soup from a nearby shop specializing in bone soup.

"This soup is very nourishing and is good for your feet to recover."

Fang Xiaole wiped the sweat from her head, put the bag with pork bone soup on the table, untied her pocket, opened the lid of the plastic box, took out the prepared soup spoon and plastic bowl, and put a bowl for Lin Yao, and placed it in front of her.

"Thanks"

Lin Yao held up the small bowl holding the soup in both hands. Although the disposable plastic bowl had a poor texture, she felt that it was the most exquisite bowl she had ever seen in her life.

He held the small bowl and brought it to his mouth, pouted his rosy lips, and gently blew the hot soup that was still a little hot. The noodles of the pork bone soup were blown a burst of heat, and the smoke curled up, setting off his pretty face like a fairy.

The next second, the fairy raised her fair neck and held the soup bowl slantedly. She rumbled and drank the soup in the bowl voraciously.

When he put down the bowl, he saw Fang Xiaole looking at her. He suddenly felt that his eating habits just now were too rude, and he whispered embarrassedly: "I, I'm a little hungry."

"Eat more when you are hungry." Fang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh and served her another bowl.

Seeing that some soup stains were stuck on the corner of Lin Yao's mouth, she pulled a tissue and handed it over.

"Thanks."

Lin Yao also found that her image was "indecent" at the moment. Her face turned red. She was about to take the tissue, but Fangfang next to her also pulled a piece of paper:

"Sister Yao, give it."

Lin Yao's hand stopped and looked at Fangfang with a look of anger on her face, as if she was saying, "I usually handed you a tissue!"

Fang Xiaole was a little embarrassed and thought that she was a little lost. She was a female artist, so she should keep a distance.

Just as I was about to withdraw my hand, I found that my index finger was slightly touched by a ball of soft skin, and the tissue in my hand had been taken over by Lin Yao.

Sister Yao actually didn't use mine if she picked up a man's tissue?

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Fangfang widened her eyes and felt apnea.

Unexpectedly, after Lin Yao took Fang Xiaole's tissue, she also took the tissue from Fangfang's hand with her other hand and smiled gently at her: "Thank you, Fangfang."

"snort."

Fangfang turned her head away, and she was hungry and had a bowl of pork bone soup. She drank it all in anger, and she felt very satisfied.

Hey, Sister Yao really likes me the most.

After the three of them finished their meal, the two musicians also returned to the recording studio. The four of them practiced for another two hours. Finally, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole sang together a few times, and the effect was pretty good.

I will record the test tomorrow afternoon, and there is still time to get started in the morning, and Lin Yao will have to go to the hospital, so she finished her practice around 9 o'clock in the evening.

Fang Xiaole and Fangfang "escorted" the reluctant Lin Yao to the hospital.

"Sister Yao is most afraid of getting injections and infusions, so she doesn't want to come to the hospital."

The nanny car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Lin Yao, who had always been gentle and gentle, rarely let out Lai and was reluctant to get out of the car. In the end, Fang Xiaole helped Fangfang to force her off the car and buckled her on a wheelchair and pushed it into the hospital.

Seeing that Lin Yao became very nervous as soon as she entered the hospital, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but feel a little surprised. At this time, Fangfang quietly told him the reason why Lin Yao was nervous.

Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing, looked down at Lin Yao, who was clenching her hands tightly, and wondered how she looked like a child?

Fangfang went to register, Fang Xiaole squatted in front of the wheelchair and said gently:

"It's okay, I'm just a foot injury, so I shouldn't have to get an injection."

"Oh" Lin Yao's face turned a little pale, but she still nodded obediently.

"When did I sprain? Why did I come to the hospital now and don't want my feet anymore?"

Twenty minutes later, in the outpatient clinic, the doctor looked at Lin Yao with a serious look, obviously very dissatisfied with her delaying her condition.

"Doctor, is it serious?"

Fang Xiaole and Fangfang looked at each other, and both were startled, and Fangfang asked quickly.

"It's all swollen, of course it's serious! Go and shoot a movie first to see if the bones are in trouble. It's best to be hospitalized tonight."

"Ah? You still have to be hospitalized?" Lin Yao was stunned, and then asked nervously: "Doctor, don't you need an injection?"

"The ankle swelling caused by spraining ankle does not require injections," the doctor replied.

Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard the doctor add: "However, you have symptoms of fever and tonsillitis, which is required for infusion."

"Ah? Sister Yao has a fever? Oh, it's really a bit hot. Why don't you say it, Sister Yao! I wouldn't have let you practice songs for so long if I had known it!"

Fangfang was stunned, then touched Lin Yao's forehead and started screaming.

"It's okay, just have a sleep." Lin Yao felt a little guilty and lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

Fang Xiaole was also stunned. Didn’t he say that he had sprained ankle? Why did he still have a fever?

At this time, the doctor took a thermometer to Lin Yao and asked her to measure her body temperature. After a few minutes, it was found that Lin Yao's body temperature was 38 degrees 5.

"I really have a fever!" Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao with some concern: "Listen to the doctor, I'll be hospitalized if I should be hospitalized."

"But" Lin Yao wants to say something else.

"First go and take the video, then go directly to the inpatient department." The doctor there had already issued a form and entered Lin Yao's hospitalization information on the computer.

"Thank you, Doctor, Assistant Fang, I'll pay the fee. Please push Sister Yao to take the photo." Fangfang took the order and hurriedly left.

"No, I don't want to be hospitalized, don't have infusion!"

Fang Xiaole was about to push Lin Yao to film the film, but she grabbed the doctor's desk and refused to leave.

She sat half of her butt in a wheelchair, leaning forward, holding the edge of the desk with all her strength, and the blue veins on the back of her hands were protruding.

She is really like a little girl who is afraid of getting an injection.

"You" saw this scene, even the knowledgeable doctor was stunned.

Fang Xiaole was also a little helpless. Unexpectedly, Lin Yao would be so resistant to hospitalization and infusion. He did not dare to force the wheelchair away, so he had to gently grab Lin Yao's wrist, as if comforting the child:

"Be good, don't be afraid. Only after infusion can the disease be cured quickly, otherwise the singing will be bad."

"I, I don't want it." Lin Yao seemed really scared, but she was still unwilling to let go.

"What do you like to eat? Otherwise, I will go out and buy it for you after you have injected the fluid?"

Fang Xiaole is not very good at comforting people, and she still racks her brains to coax the children.

"I, I want to eat my wife's cake, okay?"

Lin Yao raised her head, looked at Fang Xiaole pitifully, and asked in a low voice.
Chapter completed!