The next day, Lin Yao was unable to discharge the hospital. After another day of fluid, her fever subsided and the inflammation of the tonsils subsided. The doctor agreed to discharge her.

He also told her that her feet should not move and that her back would have to apply medicine every day.

At this time, the wheelchair that Fang Xiaole bought for her played a role. Under Mo Yan's supervision, Fangfang "pressed" Lin Yao to death in the wheelchair and pushed her all the way, like caring for a paralyzed patient.

Lin Yao felt very embarrassed, but fortunately she wore sunglasses and a mask, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

A small episode happened when she was discharged from the hospital. The nurses who had been suppressing her for two days found her autographs and took photos, and anxiously asked when her new album would be released.

Lin Yao felt a little embarrassed and felt that she was quite sorry for her fans, so she asked to record a song as soon as she was discharged from the hospital.

Mo Yan contacted the studio's boss and made an appointment to leave in the morning. Lin Yao also sent a WeChat message to Fang Xiaole.

Just as Li Guan informed that the preparations for the third phase of the Super Challenge were started tonight. One daytime was enough to record the sample, so Fang Xiaole agreed readily.

At around 9:30 in the morning, the two met again in the recording studio.

"Your complexion is much better, is your voice better? How are your feet?"

As soon as they met, Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao's face with concern and asked about her injuries.

"It's all good. It's all because the wheelchair you bought is so comfortable. I don't want to get up when I sit."

Lin Yao replied with a smile, and leaned back mischievously, making a pose of Ge You's paralysis.

"Sister Yao, be careful of your back!"

Fangfang quickly supported Lin Yao's shoulder with her hands to prevent her back from hitting the back of the chair.

"What's wrong with your back?" Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao, then looked at Fangfang.

"Nothing, let's start quickly. Both musician teachers have arrived."

Lin Yao looked calm, obviously her "performance" during this period has improved her acting skills a lot.

"By the way, this is my wife cake that promised you."

Fang Xiaole handed the food box in his hand to Lin Yao.

"Wow, it's such a wife's cake!" Lin Yao happily held the food box and looked up at Fang Xiaole, her face as peach blossoms and her eyes as stars.

"Thank you, I'm very open"

"Hey, Sister Yao, don't you like eating this kind of dry pastry and biscuits?"

Before Lin Yao could finish her words, Fangfang looked at the box of wife cakes and suddenly asked strangely.

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao in shock, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

"No, I love to eat it recently." Lin Yao's ears were red, and she slapped Fangfang in a panic: "Push me over quickly, don't let the musician teacher wait for a long time."

"Oh." Fangfang felt aggrievedly touched her arm that was beaten a little painful, and pushed Lin Yao over.

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao's back and fell into deep thought.

"Assistant Fang is here? I'm really bothering you."

At this time, Mo Yan walked in from outside, carrying a bag in his hand, which contained several bottles of drinks. She politely thanked Fang Xiaole and handed him a bottle.

"Come on, drink some water, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you, Broker Mo is polite."

Fang Xiaole also thanked him and took the drink with both hands.

Somehow, with Mo Yan's appearance, the atmosphere in the entire recording studio suddenly became very formal and work-oriented. Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao no longer had any other communication except for talking about the songs.

Under the "supervision" of Agent Mo, the song recording went smoothly and was completed before noon.

After refusing Mo Yan's obviously polite lunch invitation, Fang Xiaole left to help the two musicians and Fangfang clean up the equipment in the recording studio, while Mo Yan pushed Lin Yao into the nanny car first.

"Miss Liu, I want to ask something, is that OK?"

After packing up the musical instruments and recording equipment, he said goodbye to the two musicians, and Fang Xiaole and Fang Fang walked out of the recording studio together.

"What does Assistant Fang want to ask?" Fangfang looked at him while walking.

"During the recording that day, Lin Yao was injured in addition to spraining her ankle?"

Fang Xiaole asked in a low voice.

Fangfang stopped suddenly, looked at Fang Xiaole with a complicated expression, turned around and whispered:

"Sister Yao actually had a serious injury on her back, and her back was covered with bruises. When she hit the car door, Sister Yao refused to let me tell you."

Fang Xiaole fell silent and looked at the nanny car parked on the side of the road, but the doors and windows were closed, so she could not be seen inside.

"Thank you, then I'll leave first, goodbye."

"Oh, Assistant Fang walked slowly."

Watching Fang Xiaole leave, Fangfang also got into the nanny car.

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Yan asked Fangfang lightly. She had just seen Fangfang and Fang Xiaole talking.

"It's okay, Assistant Fang asked when I could hear the song's detouch."

Fangfang smiled at Mo Yan, looked at Lin Yao again, her face calm and her heartbeat was rapid.

"Is Lin Yao tired? Go back and rest."

Mo Yan glanced at Lin Yao, who was quietly looking out the car window, and said nothing more, and told the driver to drive.

"Yeah, OK."

Lin Yao agreed softly, reluctantly glanced at the figure standing there, turned around and sat down, with a slight pursing on the corner of her mouth.

He seemed to be looking at me all the time.

Fang Xiaole is indeed watching Lin Yao.

Although the opaque dark window of the nanny car was separated by the two of them, he could not see Lin Yao at all, but for some reason, he knew that Lin Yao was also looking at him at this moment.

Watching the nanny car slowly drive out of sight, Fang Xiaole withdrew his gaze, but still didn't move.

Lin Yao's back was also injured, and judging from Fangfang's words, the injuries on her back were also not light.

It was also the time when I jumped up to take the pistol and hit the car door after landing?

Fang Xiaole lowered his head and walked slowly to the bus stop across the road.

He suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest and a little difficult to breathe, so he leaned against the railing of the bus stop sign and dazed.

"Young man, are you okay?"

An aunt asked kindly when she saw that his face was pale and her body seemed a little unstable.

"It's okay, thank you."

Fang Xiaole smiled and expressed his gratitude.

"Young man, don't be too impressed. Isn't it just a love-breaking relationship? Work hard to make money. Today the girl can't afford you, and tomorrow you can't afford to make her stand up!"

The aunt obviously saw Fang Xiaole and three women coming out just now, but they got in the car and left him behind, so she quickly imagined a series of TV series that Don’t bully the young man’s poor.

At this time, several buses entered the station in succession. The kind-hearted aunt quickly got on one and encouraged Fang Xiaole before getting on the bus: "Young man, come on!"

Fang Xiaole was so amused that she waved to the aunt.

As several cars walked and many people walked away from the bus stop, Fang Xiaole sat on a stool that had just been vacant.

After that, several buses came, including those passing by the rental house, but Fang Xiaole still sat on the stool and did not move.

After a long time, he finally took out his cell phone from his pocket and found Lin Yao's WeChat. Many book friends have given me opinions in the past two days, and there have been many complaints. After combining the opinions of all book friends, I decided... to write according to the outline, but it will add more dog food to make everyone feel more comfortable. Thank you for your support!
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