Chapter 21 Sick Number Pei Yan lay in the intensive care unit all night.
The treatment and injection of drugs were timely, and she quickly regained consciousness.
She was pushed to the general ward the next morning.
After all, he is still young and strong, and nothing serious has happened.
He opened his eyelids, and Johnny Wu's big face flashed in, looking closely at his face: "You're alive, baby, are you okay?"
Pei Yan rolled his eyelids and showed a wandering smile: "What are you doing?
Have I ever died?"
Uncle Johnny nodded: "It was scary on the set.
You, your whole body was twitching and unconscious, shaking like a sieve."
"Everyone has seen it," Pei Yan said with an annoyed expression, "You didn't crowd around me to take photos and send them to the Internet to embarrass me."
Johnny Wu said: "I stopped you.
No one could secretly photograph you.
The helicopter took you away and sent you to the hospital."
"Fuck" Pei Yan's expression changed at every turn, "If someone makes another composite photo and puts it on the Internet, saying that I fainted while filming a fight scene, or that the hero on the set of Zhuang Xiao saved the beauty, that so-and-so was unconscious in his arms.
If Zhang Huan, a weakling, dares to let go of one more thing, I will definitely chop him to death.
I think you dare."
Johnny Wu: "" Johnny Wu wished he could lie down on his hospital bed, look up and down carefully, and hum with satisfaction: "Seeing you talking like this makes me relieved.
Your brain is not burned out, you are not burned into a fool, your temper is still as bad as that. , This is annoying.”
Pei Yan immediately pouted: "How dare you hate me?
I delayed your date plan with your big architect this weekend, and you are annoying me."
Johnny Wu turned around and handed him a sippy cup, blocked his mouth and fed him water: "Pee as you like, you have a urinary catheter inserted, the doctor asked you to do your best to detoxify."
Pei Yan raised an arm to cover his face and groaned from his throat.
Halfway through, the attending doctor came in, pulled back Mr.
Pei's quilt, checked his heart and lungs, pressed his lower abdomen, and asked him if he felt any pain.
Pei Yan said that all the joints in his body were fucking sore.
It seemed that they fell apart last night.
They were reassembled this morning and needed to be broken in.
"I hesitate to tell you the truth."
After the doctor left, Johnny Wu looked at him with sentimental eyes, and his hair almost touched his face, making Pei Yan's face itchy.
Johnny Wu said: "When you first entered the hospital, there were blood spots on your forehead and neck, as well as on your clothes.
The doctor took off your clothes and examined you for a long time, but there was not a single break on your body."
"Whose blood?"
Pei Yan suddenly removed the arm covering his face, revealing his eyes.
"What do you think, baby?"
Johnny Wu asked back. "" "Where is that dress?"
Pei Yan asked quickly.
"Well, the first aid has been cut into pieces.
You still need to find that tattered clothes."
Uncle Johnny spread his hands.
"Why didn't you keep the clothes for me after they were cut into pieces?"
Pei Yan glared at the person. "" Johnny Wu glared back at him, "Next time I do resuscitation for you, I have to decide whether to protect the person or the clothes first.
You burned yourself out again."
Pei Yan was not burned out at all.
He stared blankly, his eyes were soft and fluttering, and his chest was suddenly breathless.
As if he was flying more than thirty meters in the sky, the shadows of thousands of mountains and flying birds were passing by in front of him, and finally he was frozen.
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Still the same figure "Go to the trash can and look through it.
If you can still find it, can you help me test my blood type?"
He muttered softly.
Director Wang Yuanling also called to express condolences.
When she learned that he needed to be observed and treated in a local hospital for at least a week, she immediately said she would buy a plane ticket to come and visit him.
Pei Yan said on the video call: "Don't come, what are you doing?
I'll be fine if you start a big fight."
Wang Yuanling said: "You need to take care of yourself for at least a month, and all your work arrangements will be delayed, which will delay several groups.
This can be called nothing."
Pei Yan smiled and said, "Push it back, I'm sorry for bothering you."
Wang Yuanling said: "Look at how frail you are.
After a trip to Hollywood, you didn't get a layer of gold on you, but you actually became tired and thin.
It's like peeling off layers of skin and flesh.
It's really not worth it.
Didn't I know it?"
I let you go, I feel so sorry for you."
Pei Yan was weak and laughed: "Someone still loves me."
Wang Yuanling said: "Your virtue will save my sister some trouble."
Pei Yan warned the old aunt again: "Don't post random news about me.
Don't mention embarrassing things like being sick and hospitalized.
It's not a good thing that I don't want to mention."
"You scolded Zhang Huan yesterday on the phone, and you scolded him so harshly," Wang Yuanling taught him, "Don't always be like that.
You do your thing, and he does his.
When you need to offend someone, I will stand up for you."
I'm sorry for you, stop being such a 20-year-old who gets angry all day long and shows his teeth and claws, and learn to be a little restrained."
Zhang Huan even went to complain to the director.
I haven't filed a lawsuit against him yet.
Pei Yan muttered in front of the video: What kind of self-restraint do I need to say to such a person?
The director's old aunt finished her instructions on the phone and hung up.
The nurse came in and routinely monitored body temperature and blood pressure, administered medicine, and then had someone deliver breakfast to each ward at the door.
Johnny Wu happened to be out of sight, the ward door opened, and Zhuang Xiao took the breakfast from the dining car for Pei Yan.
Pei Yan glanced at him and his mind immediately cleared up.
He used his hands to lift himself up from the quilt to make him look more handsome, and not like he was weak and lingering in the wind.
Zhuang Xiao deliberately waited until the next day to visit so as not to disturb the patient's rest.
He held the dinner plate with one hand, first placed it on the hospital bed, then opened the table, and finally placed the dinner plate on the table.
All with the left hand.
"Here we come," Pei Yan said, "I'm sorry to bother you."
"So polite."
Zhuang Xiao opened the lid of the dinner plate for him, put out the knife and fork, and did not talk nonsense. "" Pei Yan stared at Zhuang Xiao's right hand, which was obviously seriously injured and wrapped in a rice dumpling, and suddenly wanted to say it out, "I was conscious at the time."
Zhuang Xiao found a chair and sat down, looking at him: "I'm conscious but my muscles don't work.
The twitching at that time was quite scary."
Pei Yan said: "I was still awake hanging up there, looking at you, trying to catch you, holding my thighs to prevent myself from sliding down, but I couldn't catch you and couldn't speak.
"My neck is stiff, my whole body is cramped, and I can't move.
I saw you grabbing the wire rope.
If I could speak, I would definitely tell you not to grab the rope.
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"I'm really sorry for you, Mr.
Zhuang.
Will there be any sequelae on my hand?"
"" In the many days before and after, when facing many different people, Pei Yan rarely spoke to one person so politely and sincerely.
In front of Zhuang Xiao, he couldn't help but restrain his arrogance.
He behaved well and even apologized more than once. , who are you trying to show by pulling off the tiger's skin?
"The bones are not broken and can be healed, so don't worry."
Zhuang Xiao said to him.
"If I had known in advance that it would hurt so much, damn, I might have really hesitated."
When Zhuang Xiao laughed at himself, half of his dimples appeared again.
This look when they were face to face, to Pei Yan now, was seduction and torture, making him occasionally impulsively want to get closer and pull the other person's chin to kiss him "Don't you know it will hurt your hand if you catch it?
You can't touch the wire rope.
It's so powerful, wouldn't it be like cutting your hand with a steel knife?"
Pei Yan said.
"I've never touched that thing before, who would think of catching it?"
Zhuang Xiao looked helpless.
Pei Yan's heart felt hot again, and then she despised herself.
"Stop shining so brightly by yourself.
Baby Nuan, don't be so sentimental."
Zhuang Xiao complained: "You are really heavy."
Pei Yan was lying on the bed, clasping her hands to her lips: "There is no way to repay the kindness of saving my life."
Pei Yan ate the hospital meal.
The two casually chatted about filming and the mess they had left behind on the crew.
Pei Yan said: "There are only one or two shots left that haven't been finished yet.
I have to go back and make up for them later."
Zhuang Xiao said: "What are you talking about?
All the brothers in our team have gone back to work this morning, and all of them are stand-ins."
"Ah" Pei Yan couldn't bear to hear this, "I'm only missing two shots, so I won't be able to guarantee the night."
"I also have a stand-in for the camera, Xiao Sa.
The one in our team who is similar in size to you will take off the camera for you."
Zhuang Xiao said.
"No one informed me or asked for my opinion."
Pei Yan was dissatisfied.
"That shot was originally about you rolling down the cliff, your face covered in mud and you couldn't see your face clearly, and then I fell to my death.
How else do you want to shoot it?"
Zhuang Xiao looked at him mockingly.
If the rivalry between the two could not be brought to a perfect conclusion, it would not be satisfactory.
This was Pei Yan's true thoughts, and she was a little annoyed.
Zhuang Xiao said to him meaningfully: "When you are in the martial arts circle, you also give others a chance to show your face.
If you don't have to eat every bite by yourself, why don't you take a break while others are messing around?"
Also watch others perform, don’t work too hard.”
You have to do everything yourself, take away other people's jobs, and make it all your own, and let you earn all the money alone.
If you work too hard, you will offend others.
This is what Zhuang Xiao means euphemistically.
Give me chicken soup again, damn it.
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Pei Yan also replied meaningfully: "Sure, I'm looking forward to cooperating in the next drama."
Even if he talked too much, he would be exposed to the exhaustion caused by a high fever.
He was very tired, had muscle aches and was not in good spirits.
Zhuang Xiao handed him water twice, then looked around: "Do you need to relieve yourself?
Is there a urinal in this room?"
Pei Yan immediately said: "No need."
Zhuang Xiao looked down and plucked at the pile of odds and ends hanging at the end of the bed with great skill: "Have you put the urine bag in and replaced it with a new one?"
Pei Yan was really embarrassed this time.
The pain in the bones all over his body due to the hanging bottle couldn't stop him from jumping up from the bed: "No need for you, don't touch you.
I'll call the nurse."
At this moment, he regretted not calling his godfather just now.
Johnny Wu actually came back from wandering around a long time ago.
He opened a crack in the door and found Zhuang Xiao in the room.
The experienced gay retracted his head with a "swish" and hid out quickly.
"The nurses here are clumsy.
A bottle can turn the back of your hand into a lotus.
They are not as efficient as me in doing things.
Really."
Zhuang Xiao showed a slight smile, and he was so easy-going and casual occasionally in life.
The crew finished all filming and wrapped it up.
It was a pity that the two Chinese leading actors were not on the set on the last day and did not spray the big daddy with a large bottle of champagne in his face.
Groups of crew members visited Mr.
Pei in the hospital and expressed their sincere condolences to him.
Americans pay great attention to this aspect of etiquette and will never come empty-handed.
The room is filled with well-packaged gifts, flowers, and potted plants.
The ambitious old guy Fei Cha hugged Mr.
Pei in front of the hospital bed and gave him a firm squeeze: "Boy, your father promised you a project.
I still remember it.
Don't forget it.
I will invite you again in the future."
Cooperate with me, for sure.”
With the old guy's words, Pei Yan felt that the illness was worth it.
His team arranged the schedule for him, spent a few days in the San Diego hospital for observation, and then put him on a plane and flew him back to the country, so that he would not waste time in this unfamiliar corner of the country.
Zhuang Xiao only stayed in San Diego for one more day and would soon return to Los Angeles.
He promised to come over to see the injured man before leaving.
The two of them chatted and became addicted to talking nonsense.
They can be considered friends anyway.
Zhuang Xiao walked out of the elevator and walked into the hospital corridor with a stack of Mr.
Pei's favorite takeaways.
What a coincidence, the person coming up from the other elevator next to me was an acquaintance.
Johnny Wu also just came to the hospital, accompanied by two people who came specially to visit him.
Johnny Wu stared at Zhuang Xiao's takeout at a glance.
An idea flashed in his mind.
He would never let Zhuang Xiao go.
He greeted loudly and seriously: "Oh, Mr.
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Zhuang, you came to deliver the food in person.
Oh, Lao Pei.
Said you would come today" Zhuang Xiao had noticed something when his eyes passed over the two people behind him.
After all, characters from the same family always have a similar temperament, appearance, and figure.
They are indeed very good-looking, stand out in the crowd, and are well-dressed.
Johnny Wu enthusiastically introduced both parties to each other.
Zhuang Xiao nodded politely to the other party.
He was carrying a pile of lunch boxes in his uninjured left hand, and he could no longer stretch out his hand to show courtesy.
Standing in front of him were Pei Yan's parents.
Of course, the most astonished person was Uncle Pei, who was lying on the hospital bed waiting to eat the roast pork trio.
Pei Yan's reaction was even greater than yesterday when Zhuang Xiao pulled the urine bag under his bed.
He jumped up from the bed and said, "What are you two doing here?"
Ms.
Xu Qishang walked straight to the hospital bed step by step, bent down, as if she hadn't seen him for a long time, stretched out her hand to touch his face slowly: "Why do I come to see you?"
Pei Yan said: "I will return to China soon, and you are still running around flying around the Pacific Ocean.
You two have nothing to do."
"Hey, what are you talking about?"
Xu Qishang said, "We are worried.
I heard it is encephalitis.
Do you know how serious it is?
If it is not cured, it may leave sequelae.
My brain is burned out.
I care about you.
I will go back with you, honey."
This word "baby" made everyone present stunned.
Pei Yan himself felt feverish in his ears, and the heat in his body was about to rise again, because Zhuang Xiao was in the room, standing not far away enjoying the warm family drama of a loving father and mother visiting a sick child.
There was clearly a deep expression on Zhuang Xiao's face, he must be laughing at him "Baby, what do you want to eat?"
Ms.
Xu remembered.
She turned to look for the "takeaway guy" who was carrying a box of lunch.
He dug into the pile of plastic bags in Zhuang Xiao's hand to find which one was the most delicious.
"Your friend just gave me You brought something to eat.
It should be your favorite custard buns and Cantonese barbecued pork.
Let’s bring it to you.”
Pei Yan was going crazy.
Xu Qishang is not like this usually.
She doesn't have a "baby" at home.
She either calls him "son" or "monkey".
She doesn't even say a few polite words.
Is it because she's having a seizure today or because he's suddenly ill?
Are you scared?
Suddenly the role of the Virgin has changed.
She loves him so much.
Zhuang Xiao smiled and brought the takeout over, opened a box of quicksand custard buns for him, and stuffed the whole box into his hand.
Go ahead and eat it, you foodie.
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Zhuang Xiao teased him: "It's nice to have my own mother in pain."
Pei Yan snorted: "Yes, if someone is in pain, you come over to see me one after another.
You don't feel lonely even in the hospital."
Zhuang Xiao laughed at him in a low voice: "You are still a baby, so you haven't been weaned yet."
Pei Yan rolled his eyelids: "Your mother has never called you baby, and no one will hurt you."
Zhuang Xiao: "" After Pei Yan finished speaking, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.
He spoke too quickly and had no control.
He really wanted to cut his own tongue.
Zhuang Xiao stopped talking to him, turned away, and silently wandered to a corner of the room where he had no sense of presence, leaving the center of the field to the family to continue to perform the excerpts of a loving mother and loving son.
Ms.
Xu Qishang sat in front of her son's bed and asked him about his well-known illness and injuries.
Mr.
Pei Zhixun stood aside steadily, occasionally inserting one or two short questions to remind his wife that she was an outsider.
Don't be so nagging in front of me.
Zhuang Xiao nodded to Pei Yan from a distance: "Go out and smoke a cigarette.
You guys chat, I'll leave first."
From a distance, you can tell that the Pei family must have a superior family background and decent status.
At first glance, Pei Yan is someone who has been favored and pampered by his parents since he was a child.
He has an unconcealed sense of superiority and pride all over his body.
Zhuang Xiao can intuitively feel it. , his own existence was incompatible with such a warm, emotional and disgusting family carnival scene, destroying the beauty of the picture, so he ducked away from the camera with great self-knowledge.
Pei Yan felt melancholy and wanted to say, "If you want to smoke, just stand in front of me and smoke."
My parents came at the wrong time.
I can’t say anything.
It’s too bad.
"You must contact me when you return to China.
"Let's have a meal together."
He could only add a few words to Zhuang Xiao's back as he quickly left.
Ms.
Xu felt that there was nothing wrong with her speech.
My twenty-three-year-old son is just a child, right after graduating from college.
Filming is so hard and injuries are common.
Whose son is not pampered as a "baby"?
Even though he was sick, Pei Yan didn't waste his good appetite.
He ate a box of quicksand custard buns in two bites, chewing the aftertaste that belonged to Mr.
Zhuang in his mind.
He threw himself into the pillow and covered his face with his arms: "Oh, Mom."
"Why are you calling me?"
Xu Qishang looked at him.
"It's nothing, you are so considerate."
Pei Yan didn't have the energy to complain.
"Who is that man?"
Xu Qishang approached him and asked him probingly.
"No one."
Pei Yan said.
"Just tell me who it is."
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Xu Qishang put on a considerate, gentle and motherly face.
"It's not who it is," Pei Yan turned away uncooperatively.
"" Ms.
Xu's motherly halo immediately collapsed, her image and persona completely collapsed, and she snorted: "If you don't tell mom the truth, little monkey, you are waiting for me."
She stopped asking, and pulled Mr.
Pei to follow her.
He went out, leaving Pei Yan alone in the ward, so depressed that he wrapped his head in a quilt.
Zhuang Xiao got on the elevator, and his back just disappeared inside the closed elevator door.
Ms.
Xu Qishang quickly pressed the button with her smart hands, but unfortunately she couldn't catch up with the same ladder, so she hurriedly got into another elevator and chased downstairs.
Pei Zhixun frowned and whispered: "What are you doing?"
Xu Qishang said: "If you don't do anything, I'll just take a look at this."
Pei Zhixun: "Look who it is.
Do you know which one it is?"
Xu Qishang said: "I took a look at it just now, and I thought it looked pretty good."
"No."
Pei Zhixun shook his head in denial, "He is an actor, and he is also a big star.
If you think he is really the assistant who carries the bag in his company, he must not be."
"Then you are so attentive when you come to visit the sick and deliver meals," Xu Qishang said.
"It's not like I didn't send this and that to the studio before."
Pei Zhixun had a sullen face and didn't want to continue this topic.
It's one thing to be able to "accept" calmly, but it's another thing for his wife to think about this all day long and want to make a big move even though she has no cards in her hand.
After getting out of the elevator, what Ms.
Xu could see in the distance was Zhuang Xiao's back as he stepped out of the hospital door, stuffing a cigarette into his mouth and leaving in a hurry.
The couple stood at the entrance of the hospital for a long time, looking into the distance.
"Well, he didn't tell us which one it was anyway.
I just want to see if this is reliable."
Xu Qishang sighed softly, sighing with concern for the sympathy of all the parents in the world.
"It's up to him to decide whether he can be trusted or not.
If he can listen to us, he has listened to you."
Pei Zhixun shook his head.
"Even though her hair style is quite unique, her hair is too long."
Ms.
Xu commented.
"Don't our family's heads be shaved?
It's not cool enough.
One has braids and the other has a bald head.
Ha, I think it's just right."
Old Mr.
Pei made a concluding statement. gd1806102: