Shang Shao was led astray by his little wife again

"You have already paid the money, just cooperate for a while, there are still many people waiting behind."

Chu Mo gritted her teeth, nodded, and watched the tube go deeper into her throat.

Ten minutes later, Chu Mo walked out of the examination room, holding on to the wall, feeling sick all the time.

It's so frightfully uncomfortable. If I had known it would be so painful to have a gastroscopy, I wouldn't have done it if I killed her.

The phone rang, and it was Song Ning calling.

Song Ning had just finished filming a scene and planned to ask Chu Mo about the situation here.

"Are you done with the inspection? How do you feel?"

"Fortunately...vomit..."

After only two words in one sentence, Chu Mo vomited again.

I hadn't eaten anything before, but all I vomited now was acid water.

"Are you okay... Do you need me to go over?" Song Ning asked with concern.

"No need, it's just that the reaction to this thing is a little big. I've already finished it, and I can go to the set after I get the report."

"That's fine, you can eat something soft to cushion your stomach first, and you don't want to eat the working meals of the crew these few days."

"Okay, I'll hang up first."

Chu Mo hung up the phone, waited for two or three minutes, went to the reporting machine downstairs to get the report.

No problem, just a little gastritis.

After eating a bowl of wonton stew outside, Chu Mo went straight back to the set.

The crew is taking an intermission right now, and Song Ning is sitting in front of the computer, not knowing what she is looking at.

"What are you looking at?" Chu Mo patted Song Ning's shoulder from behind.

"You're back, aren't you uncomfortable?"

"It's been a while."

Chu Mo looked at the computer in front of Song Ning, which was some clips taken before.

"You came at the right time. I'm struggling with which of these two scenes to choose. I really can't choose, and their opinions are all different."

"The background of the original book is more in line with the first paragraph, but the second one is more realistic. I think I should choose the second one."

"You really think the same as I do, then choose the second one."

"It seems that our aesthetics are on the same front."

Song Ning glanced at Chu Mo, just in time to see Yan Shu walking towards her, and pushed her waist a few times with her hand.

Chu Mo turned his head just in time to bump into Yan Shu's arms, and each took a step back, a look of annoyance appeared on Chu Mo's face.

"Did you go to the hospital for a gastroscopy this morning? Why don't you tell me that I don't have a show today, so I can go with you."

"I'm not that hypocritical. It's just a gastroscopy. I don't need anyone to accompany me."

Chu Mo said it calmly, but when she was actually lying on the bed in the examination room, tears were already streaming down her face.

"Either way, it's risky."

Yan Shu sighed helplessly.

Yesterday their relationship seemed to go further, but in fact, Chu Mo still resisted him.

Yan Shu still wanted to talk, but Chu Mo turned her head to face Song Ning.

"Sister Ning, I'll take a look at what we're filming next, and then I can go write new articles."

"Have you started a new article?" Song Ning asked in surprise.

"Well, it just started last night, and the horoscope hasn't been written yet. I need to communicate with my editor."

"Congratulations, I wish your new article a big hit." Song Ning sent Chu Mo the next filming scene, "Anyway, you don't have much to do, and you have almost changed everything that needs to be changed. You can find Go to a quiet place to ponder new articles, and if there is anything else, I will come back to you."

"Thank you, sister Ning, then I will go to the side to reflect."

Chu Mo took his computer and mobile phone, sat down in an absolutely quiet place next to him, and began to think about the next plot.

Yan Shu sighed helplessly.

Chu Mo hates being interrupted the most when she is doing serious work, so he can't disturb her right now.

Song Ning looked at Yan Shu who hesitated to speak, and asked, "It seems that the relationship between you and Momo is not as rigid as before. Do you have anything to say to me?"

"I don't have much to do this afternoon. I want to go back and buy something to cook for Momo. Can I go back two or three hours earlier?"

"No problem." Song Ning agreed generously, "Anyway, it's fine for you to stay here, just make her some soft food to digest."

"Thank you Director Song."

Yan Shu got Song Ning's permission and left the set directly.

He first went to the vegetable market near the hotel to buy some vegetables, and then returned to the hotel to borrow the kitchen.

By the time the crew finished work, Chu Mo and the editor had basically reached an agreement in communication.

Yan Shu returned to the set at this time, holding a stewing pot in his hand.

The stewing pots are all bought now.

He walked up to Chu Mo with the stewing pot, and handed the pot to her: "The mixed vegetable porridge I made for you, I added a little shredded pork for seasoning, you just finished your gastroscopy, don't eat randomly these few days. "

He babbled like an elder.

Chu Mo looked at the stewing pot in his hand. The pot was still new, and the label on it hadn't been torn off yet.

Glad to accept: "Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me, I can buy porridge myself."

"I can't buy it. I boiled these slowly. There is only salt and no other additives."

"Thank you. In order to thank you for cooking the porridge for me, let me invite you to dinner and bring the porridge with me."

As Chu Mo said, she carried her belongings and walked ahead, while Yan Shu followed behind her.

The two of them came to a nearby noodle shop, Yan Shu didn't have any requirements for food, but the person who ate with him was Chu Mo, which already made him very happy.

When he arrived at the noodle shop, Chu Mo asked the boss for a small bowl and poured out some of the porridge in it. It was still hot, as if it had just come out of the pot.

Yan Shu took a spoon from the side and handed it to her: "It's easier to eat with a spoon."

"Thank you."

Chu Mo took a spoonful and ate a little: "When you were with Zhang Yuan, did you make porridge for her like this?"

"The two of us have never lived together. She always orders takeaway by herself, and there is a nanny at home to take care of her."

Chu Mo paused for a moment with the hand holding the spoon: "Really? It's really unbelievable."

It stands to reason that Yan Shu's cooking skills are so good, and she has been with Zhang Yuan for so long, it shouldn't be that she hasn't cooked for her.

But the answer Yan Shu gave him was so sure.

"At most, Zhang Yuan and I stayed at his house for a whole day, and each ate our own takeaway. I didn't cook for her. You are the first and the last."

Chu Mo twitched the corners of her lips, and then gave a soft "hmm".

In the villa, Zhang Yuan received several latest pictures.

In the noodle shop, Chu Mo and Yan Shu were sitting face to face, and what Chu Mo ate was the nutritious porridge made by Yan Shu himself.

"unacceptable!"

Zhang Yuan angrily dropped what she was holding.

Originally thought that Chu Mo's personality would never forgive Zhang Yuan, but what happened now?