You really can't imagine how rich I am

Sheng Lin didn't bother with Duan Langlang much, so he hung up the phone.

Is Fu Ziyue sick?Why didn't he tell himself?

Sheng Lin flipped through the chat history, and Fu Ziyue would take the initiative to send him messages in the past few days after work was over. Sometimes Sheng Lin was playing outside, and he didn't care about it, so he just put it there.If Sheng Lin happened to be idle, he would chat with him, but it was better to make out with him when they were together.

They also had a phone call the night before, and although they had a short chat, it seemed to Fu Ziyue that everything was normal, and there was no sign of illness or discomfort at all.

How could he suddenly be ill?

Sheng Lin had doubts in his heart, and couldn't help but worry that Duan Langlang was not used to disturbing Fu Ziyue's work, and deliberately obstructed it?

Seeing his strange expression, William asked in Chinese, "What's the matter, what happened?"

Sheng Lin shook his head, seeing that Gary was also looking at him with some worry, he smiled, "It's okay, he's too busy with work, let his manager answer the phone."

"Wow, manager." Gary stared exaggeratedly, "What kind of person are you dating?"

"He's an actor, really handsome." Sheng Lin showed off proudly, and showed Gary some photos from his phone. As a straight western man, Gary can actually recognize Fu Ziyue's handsome appearance, and sincerely praised: "No wonder Lin doesn't like British guys. It turns out that the Chinese top is even more powerful."

Sheng Lin wasn't shy at all, "Of course, he's a big star, he's acting in movies, and he has 500 million followers on Weibo!"

Now Gary was really shocked, "500 million?!"

William couldn't bear to be deceived by honest Americans, and said euphemistically: "In China, an artist with tens of millions of fans is considered a star, which is nothing."

"..." Gary turned his eyes repeatedly on the faces of the two, and finally said with emotion, "You are really a huge country with a huge market, which is enviable."

After the old classmates finished talking about the old days, Gary had to go back to work, so everyone said goodbye.

Shu Xue made a vase for noon, and wanted to go to the beach in the afternoon, and William didn't reject it, so she told the driver of their chartered car to go to the beach.

The two got into the car, but Sheng Lin stood still, "Go and play, I want to go back to the hotel."

William wondered: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable eating?"

Shu Xue quickly said: "It's okay, we'll take you to the hotel first, and I don't have to go to play, it just so happens that everyone is tired."

Sheng Lin knew that Shu Xue was just thinking for him, not that he really didn't want to play, so he shook his head, "It's okay, I want to call home, you go and play, don't worry about me, we can have dinner together tonight."

Seeing his preoccupied look, William speculated that something must have happened.It's just that Sheng Lin didn't want to talk about it at the moment, and he didn't want to ask further, so he took La Shuxue's hand and said, "Then you go back, and call us anytime you need anything."

"Yeah." Sheng Lin was still able to laugh, and waved at them, "Have fun and take more photos."

The three said goodbye and left, Sheng Lin took a taxi back to the hotel by himself.

He thought for a while, Duan Langlang definitely didn't have Fu Ziyue's cell phone password, and he was able to answer the phone for him because it happened that she had the cell phone with her when he called.So he sent a WeChat message to Fu Ziyue, "Baby, what's the matter with you? Call me back when you're not busy."

After sending the message, Sheng Lin waited for a while, but did not reply.

He thought of Shu Xuejiao's Weibo again, opened it, checked it, and searched for Fu Ziyue's name, but there was no new news.It's because some fans are selling Amway before posting his photos, and it's probably because our treasured actor has finally been discovered and so on.

It shouldn't be a big deal, Sheng Lin thought, turned on the TV to watch the news, and waited boredly for Fu Ziyue's reply.

But after several hours, Fu Ziyue still ignored him.

Sheng Lin finally became worried. Could it be a real illness?

He was skeptical, thought for a moment, and then called Fu Ziyue again.

This time, he had waited for a long time but there was no sign of being picked up. He had given up hope, but the phone was connected suddenly.

Sheng Lin instinctively held his breath, not even daring to speak, for fear that it would be Duan Langlang who answered the phone again.

However, a weak voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mumu...is that you? Why don't you speak?"

"Fu Ziyue?" Sheng Lin called his name excitedly, then paused, "What's wrong with you, are you feeling well?"

Fu Ziyue gave a low "hmm", and Sheng Lin hurriedly said: "I want to see you, just wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he took his mobile phone and turned the audio call into a video application. It took a while for him to agree. The picture was blurry, but Fu Ziyue could be seen lying on a hospital bed with a gray wall in the background. He is still wearing his own clothes, but on the side of the screen, he can see the iron bracket on which drips are hung.

Fu Ziyue's face was very pale, he looked very tired, but his eyes were still gentle, seeing Sheng Lin staring at him, he called out in a low voice, "Mumu."

Sheng Lin felt his heart tightened all of a sudden, and he opened his mouth eagerly, "Ah...you, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Ziyue smiled lightly, "It's okay, it's just gastroenteritis, and I'm taking anti-inflammatory injections."

"But you look bad." Sheng Lin frowned, and his voice couldn't help but soften, "Did you not see when I called you this afternoon? Your manager picked it up. I'm so worried."

Fu Ziyue reassured him, "It's nothing. I don't have my phone with me, so I didn't see it. Sister Langlang also flew here from Beijing because she knew I was sick. She takes care of me. Don't worry."

But Sheng Lin was not worried at all.

Seeing Fu Ziyue's weak appearance, he didn't dare to chat anymore, so he hung up the phone after a few casual instructions.

Putting down his phone, Sheng Lin went directly to pack his luggage. It was still dark, and Singapore's international airport was relatively large.He planned to go straight to the airport, no matter where he could fly to in the country, it would be nice if he could transfer to Fu Ziyue's crew.Subconsciously, he was willing to believe that Fu Ziyue's illness was not serious, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, so he was unreliable after all.

Sheng Lin only packed up the necessary things in a mess, and he didn't bother to pack the gifts he bought, so he just threw them in the hotel.As soon as I got off the elevator with the suitcase in hand, I saw William and Shu Xue returning happily arm in arm.

Seeing Sheng Lin dragging the suitcase, William was taken aback immediately, and said nervously, "Mumu, what happened?!"

If it wasn't for a major event, Sheng Lin wouldn't have left in such a haste. William thought it was some accident at his house, and immediately became nervous.

Sheng Lin shook his head, his tone was quite calm, "It's nothing. Fu Ziyue is sick, I want to go back and see him, otherwise I won't worry."

"..." William was speechless, "Have you... booked your flight ticket yet?"

"Not yet, I'll buy it now at the airport."

William sighed, "Then you take a taxi and leave first. I'll ask the assistant to book it for you. You can check your passport when you go."

Sheng Lin was not polite to William either, he just agreed, dragging his luggage and he was about to leave, he thought of something, "Here is your room card, I still have a lot of things in my room that I bought for Fu Ziyue, I will give you a Address, let the hotel help me send it back to my country."

William fully agreed, and Sheng Lin left.

He tossed and turned all the way, first flew to Shanghai, there was no connecting flight that night to go to the production site, Sheng Lin simply took a taxi back to his second brother's house, and slept soundly for a night to rest.The next day, he took the earliest plane to rush to the crew.Sheng Lin forgot to inform Lu Yuan that he was going, and it was only after getting off the plane that he realized that it would take a long drive from the airport to the crew's residence.Sheng Lin had no choice but to take a taxi at the airport temporarily. The taxi driver drove for more than an hour and finally arrived at the hotel.He dragged his luggage to the front desk, opened the room and checked in, and called Lu Yuan at the same time.

When Lu Yuan picked up the phone, there was no lack of surprise in his tone: "Mr. Sheng, what's the matter?"

Sheng Lin got straight to the point: "I heard that Fu Ziyue is ill. Let me come and see, which hospital is he in? You can arrange a car to take me there."

"Ah??" Lu Yuan was stunned, "...Are you in a hotel? Wait a minute, I'll come down soon."

Lu Yuan hung up the phone and hurriedly took the elevator downstairs.

When he arrived, Sheng Lin had just finished checking in, so he threw the suitcase directly to the concierge, and gave him a tip to ask the concierge to send the luggage back to the room for him first.

Lu Yuan walked towards Sheng Lin in three steps in parallel, "Mr. Sheng."

"How is Fu Ziyue?" Sheng Lin was busy, but still calm.It's just that he wanted to see Fu Ziyue first to make sure that he was safe and sound.

But Lu Yuan showed a look of hesitation, hesitantly said: "Teacher Fu should be fine, he will be filming on the spot."

Sheng Lin was stunned for a few seconds, but then he felt a prairie fire burning from the bottom of his heart, and immediately became angry, "Are you crazy! I could see from the video yesterday that he was seriously ill, so I didn't let him rest for a day , let him film this!"

Lu Yuan was much older than Sheng Lin, and Sheng Lin had always treated him with respect, but this was the first time he scolded him like this.Lu Yuan's face was awkward. After all, he was concerned about Sheng Lin's identity and couldn't reply. He just said, "This...we discussed it with Mr. Fu and his manager, and we turned it on after confirming that he is fine."

"I don't believe it." Sheng Lin said firmly, "You arrange a car now, where is he? I want to see him."

Lu Yuan didn't dare to shirk anymore, so he quickly called the vehicle team, arranged for GL8 to come, and personally accompanied Sheng Lin to the filming scene of the crew.

Sure enough, when Sheng Lin got out of the car, he found that the film crew was shooting. Because the film was broadcast live, all the staff in the whole environment held their breath and stopped the action, just waiting for the filming to be completed.Sheng Lin wanted to rush to see Fu Ziyue in his heart, but he also knew that filming was a multi-person team effort, and he didn't want to spoil everyone's progress because of himself, so he stood by the car and waited.It wasn't until he heard the director shouting "cut" in the distance that he walked quickly to the filming location.

Sheng Lin's eyes were sharp, and he saw Fu Ziyue almost immediately at the shooting scene with hundreds of people.As soon as the executive director called it over, Fu Ziyue collapsed, his assistant and Duan Langlang ran over to help him, took him aside, and sat him down.This scene obviously didn't end. Director Lu Yisheng walked out from the monitor, took the script and talked to Fu Ziyue, probably hoping that he could improve.

Fu Ziyue nodded when he heard the words, and didn't say that he was uncomfortable. Seeing that the scene was almost prepared, he got up and went over.

Sheng Lin became anxious when he saw it, and immediately shouted a few meters away: "Fu Ziyue, don't move!"

His shout made most of the crew turn their heads to look.

Fu Ziyue's expression changed slightly, his eyes were astonished, and he looked at Sheng Lin in disbelief.

Sheng Lin ran a few steps to Fu Ziyue's side, held him down as he was about to stand up, and looked at Fu Ziyue carefully. Kind of morbid.Sheng Lin asked nervously: "How are you? Are you feeling better? Why are you still filming?"

Before Fu Ziyue could answer, director Lu Yisheng leaned forward strangely, "Hey, Xiao Sheng? Why are you here?"

"Director Lu, Fu Ziyue is sick and can't shoot anymore!" Sheng Lin didn't bother to explain, but was busy asking for leave for Fu Ziyue.

Fu Zi got up anxiously, "Mumu, it's okay, you don't know the situation...Director, let's continue, I'll go back and explain to him."

Sheng Lin stretched out his hand to hold Fu Ziyue, his face full of bewilderment, he didn't understand why Fu Ziyue persisted.

Fu Ziyue was so dragged away by him that he couldn't go to filming, and everyone around couldn't help talking about it.His face became more and more ugly, and he was about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he felt nauseated first.He quickly covered his mouth, trying to push Sheng Lin away with his hands.

Sheng Lin didn't notice it, and thought that Fu Zi was in a hurry to film and stood motionless in front of him.

Fu Ziyue couldn't hold back, he staggered forward, and before he had time to push Sheng Lin away again, he could barely hold his own, and vomited out with his head sideways.