Song Tingshang saw the intern quit, closed the door, then took off his sunglasses and showed his handsome and handsome face again.

"Don't worry, my fans are all very good."

"No, no, no, I'm still afraid of being drowned by your fans! You don't know how popular you are!"

Before, Jiang Ke took Jiang Sui'an to the mall to shop and happened to see an advertisement he endorsed. In the photo, there was a female star who almost broke the scandal at that time. Jiang Sui'an said that Song Tingshang belonged to them.

As a result, a female fan happened to pass by, and almost started fighting with them because of this sentence.

Of course, Song Tingshang didn't know about this, but he just tweaked his bangs handsomely and smiled like a spring breeze: "No matter how popular I am, I have to ensure that the people I care about will not be bullied."

Jiang Ke finished at his desk and opened his medical treatment page: "You have a little conscience. But you have come to me, aren't you going to tell the truth?"

Song Tingshang then calmed down his smile and sat on the round stool: "I accidentally got a cold after filming overnight and had a jet lag, so I felt a little uncomfortable, and my heart was not in good condition."

"I've said so much before, but the latter is actually the serious problem you want to tell me, right?"

Jiang Ke sat upright, frowned, and looked at Song Tingshang's expression as if he was scolding the child.

"Didn't you tell me? You must not overwork in this situation."

Song Tingshang stretched his arms helplessly and shook his neck: "There is no way to work."

"In the past week, you must go to bed before 9 pm. There are also health care medicines that you prescribe. Take them on time with the meal, and use them with appropriate exercise, and try to stay away from your phone. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to live to a hundred years old." Jiang Ke paused the movement of typing the keyboard on his hand, and then changed his name according to the old rules and filled in the case and prescription on it.

Song Tingshang didn't even look at it, but then he knew what Jiang Ke did. He tacitly and gratefully put on the mask: "Don't worry, I will be more careful when taking the medicine."

Jiang Ke nodded and held his forehead helplessly: "If you don't cooperate properly, I will ignore you next time. Then you won't be able to find a doctor like me who is conscientious and reliable."

"Yes, fortunately you have a lot of research on cardiology, otherwise what should I do? My Goddess Jiang Ke must follow me as a young man!" Song Tingshang slowly stood up, clasped his fists with his hands, and bowed gracefully.

Jiang Ke smiled and stood up to send him away: "If this were in ancient times, you would definitely be a beautiful boy who was as beautiful as Pan An in Yushu."

"It's the same now." Song Ting and Shang Qingya raised their eyebrows slightly, and they put on sunglasses casually. The smiling handsome face has a very gentle and fresh temperament.

Jiang Ke waved his hand and prepared to close the door with disgust on his face: "Go and get the medicine quickly, and then take a break soon."

"Today I will come to pick you up from get off work and go and see Jiang Sui'an. Don't tell him first, I want to give him a surprise." Song Tingshang instructed him a few times, and then left.

Jiang Ke returned to the office and continued to be busy, without knowing that everything just now was seen by Fu Hansheng.

In fact, Fu Hansheng had already returned to the Fu Consortium Building and was handling work. At the same time, Zhao Lin bribed the young nurses from other departments and stared at Jiang Ke's actions at all times.

When the young nurse was not busy, she secretly recorded a short video and posted it on Zhao Lin's phone: "There is a very mysterious man who has been chatting with Jiang Ke, and the two of them are having a great time talking."

Zhao Lin immediately put it in front of Fu Hansheng: "Mr. Fu, there is news coming from the hospital."

On the tall and expensive leather boss chair, Fu Hansheng leaned on it elegantly, and his handsome face was carved like a knife and an axe. It was inherently cold.

The cold and sharp eyes looked at the video in front of him and sneered disdainfully from his throat: "Who is this person?"

Zhao Lin, who had been with him for a long time, had already taken the initiative to make full preparations and obtained the information of this person.

"Return to Mr. Shen, the man in this video is the popular actor Song Tingshang. After investigation, during the years when Jiang Ke was studying abroad, the two of them were good friends with good relationships. Song Tingshang also took good care of Jiang Ke and has now returned to work in China."

"It's very care?" Fu Hansheng's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold gaze suddenly became extremely dangerous.

While stroking his delicate and beautiful golden cuffs, he repeated the news just now, grasping the key point.

Zhao Lin knew that Fu Hansheng was beginning to mind the actor a little, and he didn't dare to say anything: "At present, the two are just ordinary friends and have not taken any excessive actions."

"Song Tingshang should have only been looking for Jiang Ke for treatment in recent years, right?" Fu Hansheng didn't know about Song Tingshang's heart disease, but he subconsciously felt that Song Tingshang would definitely do this.

Sure enough, Zhao Lin tapped the computer keyboard and investigated it again, and gave a positive news: "Basically, after knowing Jiang Ke, I have never seen other doctors."

A look of understanding flashed in Fu Hansheng's black eyes, and then he curled his lips with a sneer: "Since that's the case, either you have different thoughts about my women, or you have hidden diseases that cannot be said to be kept secret by a reliable doctor."

"Then I'll go and investigate." Zhao Lin guessed Fu Hansheng's thoughts very sensible.

Fu Hansheng nodded slightly, and then looked at Song Tingshang's film and television works over the years. He saw thousands of messages below, and almost every film and television work would be popular in the box office in the sky, and he held it tightly with one hand.

However, Zhao Lin couldn't help but say: "This Song Tingshang cannot underestimate him. Even my cousin in my hometown is very obsessed with it."

However, the response is...

Fu Hansheng's cold and solemn eyes.

Zhao Lin had a cold war and felt a creepy feeling in his heart: "Mr. Fu, I was wrong, I will disappear immediately!"

When the assistant left, Fu Hansheng opened Jiang Ke's chat dialog box.

Looking at the very quiet page, I seemed a little unhappy.

But the two of them felt like an electric current was traction in their hearts. Jiang Ke, who was working in the hospital, happened to think of Fu Hansheng.

But what she mainly thought was to prepare nutritious meals for Shen Anying as soon as possible.

I quickly turned on the computer to organize it, sent it, and then called the butler: "In the first week, I will first follow my nutritional meal recipe to take care of my body."

However, it was immediately rejected by Shen Anying himself.

"Sorry, Miss Jiang, Ms. Shen said it is not suitable for her appetite, and it is even more in line with the celebrity meal recipe. It is recommended that you change the zero-calorie or low-fat meal recipe." The housekeeper apologized.

She was very puzzled: "These are very nutritious."

"Sorry, Ms. Shen said that she should not eat the staple food. She contains starch and high sugar content, so she doesn't want it. She is a star and will have a comeback event soon." The housekeeper said in a serious tone.

Jiang Ke fell on the desk, feeling a little amused: "Okay, I understand."

I immediately adjusted the nutritious meals slightly and added some low-fat and nutritious foods.

But I still refused some things righteously.

"Help me convey to Chen Anying whether it is important to work or not. Let her weigh it yourself! If she doesn't recover properly, the sequelae and other problems will follow her for the rest of her life! Not only will it accelerate aging, but it will also be very difficult to endure when she gets old! I have tried my best!"

This time, the housekeeper helped Chen Anying agree obediently: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Ke saw that the nutritional meal recipe was settled, and also sent a copy to Fu Hansheng, with a sentence: "Please advise her, for you and for beauty, I really want to die."

Fu Hansheng looked at the quiet page and suddenly heard Jiang Ke's message. He looked happy, and then frowned thoughtfully.

“For [     ]me?”

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