The sick tycoon tricked me into pampering him again

Unexpectedly, after this episode aired, Bai Qiao's popularity skyrocketed, and he was on the trending searches for a long time.

In contrast, the discussions of the other guests were not enough to watch, and the name Bai Qiao was almost inseparable from the topic of discussion among fans.

【srds, I'm still curious about who that little brother is? ! 】

[It feels like the newcomer promoted by the studio took this opportunity to show up. 】

【Wow, the guess is reasonable. 】

【Ahhhh—!Frontline reported that the little brother who appeared on the stage was called Bai Qiao, who was Shan Fanghua's manager, not an artist in the industry!But it was Shan Fanghua who came to the temporary rescue! 】

【Depend on!broker? !Since when is the job of a broker all based on appearance, and let people live. 】

……

I read halfway through the comment area, and before I had time to continue scrolling down, the phone was snatched and put upside down on the table.

Bai Qiao said, "Are you checking Weibo again?"

Lu Sibo said: "Your identity has been revealed on the Internet."

Bai Qiao raised his eyebrows, how long has passed before he revealed his identity, "This year's netizens are not good."

Lu Sibo remained silent, "Only his name and job were exposed."

"You did it?"

"Ah."

Bai Qiao smiled, not to say that he cares too much about the exposure of his identity, but Lu Sibo's calm and calm way of helping you solve all possible worries will make people feel at ease, "I will follow the set to the production team in a few days , I’ll come back when Xiao Dan’s filming stabilizes.”

Among the scripts at hand, Bai Qiao selected a script suitable for imitating the characters of Hua, and it was the male lead. Although he is not a famous director, he is also a director of popular masterpieces, which is not bad. of.

When Lu Sibo heard that Bai Qiao was going to leave again, Lu Sibo felt vaguely unhappy. This was the second time because Shan Fanghua wanted the two of them to separate. He took Bai Qiao's hand and said, "He's not a child, you're too spoiled to follow along like this." .”

"He doesn't have an assistant." Before Bai Qiao asked Shan Fanghua to find an assistant by himself, he paid the salary, and Shan Fanghua seemed to find someone, but because this profession requires contact with artists, he will meet again when he becomes popular. When it comes to other idol stars, the requirements for assistants are stricter.

So far I haven't found a suitable one.

Bai Qiao can only temporarily take over the position of assistant until he finds an assistant.

"I know someone who has worked as an assistant for many important people. I will introduce him to Shan Fanghua, so don't follow him."

"Ah?" Bai Qiao was taken aback for a moment, feeling that there was a loophole in Lu Sibo's words, and said suspiciously: "A big man...?" The scope of this is a bit broad.

Faced with doubts, Lu Sibo didn't change his face: "Well, the assistant has rich experience, and he also has a nutritionist certificate and a massage technician certificate. He is more professional than you in taking care of people."

When Bai Qiao thought about it, he also felt that what Lu Sibo said was somewhat reasonable, and he couldn't take care of anything, at most he was just a companion, and following him all the time was not good for him to contact business resources. At this point, Bai Qiao said: "Okay, I'll discuss it with Xiao Dan."

"Ah."

Then, on the day before leaving, Shan Fanghua looked at Mo Wang expressionlessly.

"Professional assistant? Experienced?"

Mo Wang put on the sunglasses slowly, and nodded heavily.

Shan Fanghua: "..."

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"Ah Choo... Ah Choo!" Bai Qiao, who was standing in the garden of the villa, sneezed twice inexplicably.

Holding two freshly squeezed snowballs in his hands, he didn't wear gloves, and his palms were red from the cold.

Shan Fanghua went out to film, and Bai Qiao arranged the itinerary for him and then gave himself a vacation - there was nothing he could do if he didn't take a vacation, he had nothing to do.

The idle time at home is always easier than the busy time outside. I sleep until I wake up naturally every day, have breakfast, play games, have afternoon tea, and it will be night before I know it.

Being taken by him, Lu Sibo's biological clock was a little unstable, and he even called a family doctor.

The family doctor arrived early this morning, and Bai Qiao was afraid that Lu Sibo might be ill and would tell him, so he offered to go downstairs to see flowers.

It snowed last night, not much, but enough to cover the flowers in the garden with a layer of snow.

Looking fluffy and fluffy, even two snowball players were frozen unconscious.

"Jojo."

"Huh?" Hearing the voice, Bai Qiao looked up, and Lu Sibo leaned against the window and waved to him, "Come back and put on some clothes."

The temperature was below zero, and Bai Qiao was still playing in the snow in pajamas that exposed his ankles. Lu Sibo wanted to go down and catch him himself.

"It's okay, I'm not cold." Bai Qiao rubbed his reddened nose with his fingertips, he really wasn't cold... just felt a little numb.

Lu Sibo stood up straight and tried to lean out, but he pulled the needle on the back of his hand. He didn't care about the bleeding on it at all, and kept looking at Bai Qiao, "Come back soon." He couldn't help but speak with a heavier tone.

After getting along during this period of time, Bai Qiao has a little understanding of Lu Sibo's temperament, and it is difficult to coax a gentle and gentle person if he is really angry.

He hurriedly threw the snowball and ran back. Seeing this, Lu Sibo quickly shouted: "Don't run! Be careful of slipping!"

Bai Qiao paused, seeing Lu Sibo leaning half of his body out of the window, he hurriedly said: "Okay." In response, he slowed down and walked back step by step on the snow.

The indoor temperature and the outdoor temperature are simply two worlds. Suddenly coming in from the sub-zero outdoor temperature, a tingling pain appeared in the palm almost like a conditioned reflex. It was a very slight pain, and it was not a big problem for Yu Baiqiao.

Bai Qiao entered the family clinic after disinfecting his whole body, saw the doctor doing something around Lu Sibo's hand, a bit like the finishing touch of the end, so he stepped forward and asked, "Have you finished the examination?"

"Yeah." Lu Sibo stretched out his hand to him.

Bai Qiao shook his head, walked over and said: "My hands are a little cold, don't freeze you." He is in good health, and it is not a big problem to withstand this temperature difference, but Lu Sibo is not good. If he is not in good health, he may suffer from sudden cold and hot temperature and disease.

He pulled up a chair and sat down. From this angle, he could clearly see the blood-red spot on Lu Sibo's hand. He frowned, "What's wrong with your hand?"

After the needle was inserted, the doctor adjusted the speed of the drip, and said, "I pulled it when I called you just now, so I rolled the needle and pierced it again."

"It's okay." Lu Sibo didn't care much about this, and grabbed Bai Qiao's hand, it was cold.

Bai Qiao didn't notice it for a while, and when he wanted to pull his hand, he found that he was pulling hard, and even Lu Sibo was pulled over. Afraid of rolling the needle again, Bai Qiao didn't dare to pull him again, "Let go."

Lu Sibo turned a deaf ear and asked to himself: "Is it cold?"

"not cold."

"Ok?"

"Yes, a little bit." The corners of Bai Qiao's mouth were slightly pursed. When he first went out, he didn't feel that cold. It might have been too cold later on, so he didn't feel cold.

Slowly now, it's really uncomfortable.

While talking, the butler came in silently and put down something, then slightly bowed to Lu Sibo and turned to leave.

Bai Qiao looked at the jar brought in by the housekeeper and was wondering, when he heard Lu Sibo say: "Ginger soup."

Bai Qiao suddenly stopped.

Ginger soup?

That soup tastes very spicy and has a strong ginger taste!

Bai Qiao, who had been playing in the snow for so long, suddenly regretted it, and asked with a bitter face, "Can I not drink?"

"I can't." The man who usually obeyed Bai Qiao's words was very persistent about Jiang Tang.

It's good to make him feel that it's not tasty. If he knows it's not good, he won't play in the snow wearing thin clothes in the future.

The other unpalatable soup, Bai Qiao, could not taste the taste, but would find it sweet, but the spicy taste was painful, and the special taste of ginger, people with taste problems could not escape.

Lu Sibo said: "Drink more, to drive away the cold."

"I'm in good health." Bai Qiao picked up the ginger soup slowly, but still didn't want to drink it, "It's a waste if you drink it."

Lu Sibo said concisely, "Drink."

Bai Qiao: "..."

A bowl of ginger soup, even Bai Qiao felt that it tasted like poison, it was extremely unpalatable.

The doctor saw that these two people looked like children, and couldn't help being a little funny because they had been arguing for a long time because of a bowl of ginger soup, so he handed him a box of cold medicine: "This can prevent colds, sweet."

"Well." Lu Sibo said, "He can't take bitter medicine."

Bai Qiao: "???"

Do you really treat me like a child?

It's not a matter of taste, it's just that the ginger soup is too weird, other things are fine.

But it seems that Lu Sibo misunderstood him as fear of suffering.

The doctor waved his hand with a smile, and left with his medical kit.

Lu Sibo unpacked the cold medicine package and asked, "Do you want to take one?"

Bai Qiao shook his head, grabbed it casually and threw it into the bedside table, "I'm in good health, I won't catch a cold."

Bai Qiao just said casually, and he had never had a cold before wearing a book, even if he was sick, he would not have any injuries that humans should have.

But the next day, when he was lying in bed limp and unable to get up, Bai Qiao knew it was over.

"It's more than 38 degrees." Lu Sibo put a piece of anti-fever sticker on him, and seeing Bai Qiao kept moving back and forth between half-dream and half-awake, he lay down and hugged him in his arms, touched his head and asked, "Is it hard?"

Lying in the man's arms, Bai Qiao was extremely honest, opened his mouth, and wanted to speak, but his throat was burning like something was burning inside, and he was so dumb that he couldn't speak.

Lu Sibo lowered his head and kissed his side face, and said softly: "Just now I wiped your body with alcohol, if the fever persists after a while, can you take anti-fever medicine?"

"Hmm..." Bai Qiao lowered his head, hid his face in the man's arms, and refused to kiss him. He licked his lips and said with difficulty: "My throat hurts."

Lu Sibo took the warm water prepared by the bedside and fed him bit by bit.

With the nourishment of water, the throat that was so dry that it was about to catch fire finally eased, but it was still swollen and painful.

"Get down, don't come close to me." Bai Qiao made a gesture to push Lu Sibo away, but he didn't dare to push hard, it would be even more troublesome if he pushed someone under the bed and broke his bones.

"fine."

"It's something." Bai Qiao insisted, "What if the infection is transmitted to you? You go out, I'll sleep for a while and I'll be fine."

Although he has never been sick, he can still cope with this simple cold.

Seeing Lu Sibo not moving, Bai Qiao raised his hand to rub his cheek, and said softly, "Good boy."

After that... the person seems to have left, right?

Bai Qiao felt that the people around him had gone down, but he couldn't confirm if they left.

A person with a high fever was so dazed that he couldn't think, Bai Qiao squeezed the space between his brows, pulled himself together, took the thermometer from the bedside table, and took a test himself.

It doesn't feel like 38 degrees.

Feeling weak all over, and feeling that the body temperature is not very hot.

With this in mind, Bai Qiao clamped the thermometer and waited for the result. Just when he was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, the result came out.

Hmm... exactly 41 degrees.

Bai Qiao: "???"

A little more than 38 degrees, more than eleven?

Bai Qiao felt that the breath he exhaled was hot, and he propped himself up to get out of bed. He remembered that he had stored some medicine for emergency, and if he had a fever, he could take one first and it would be fine.

But before he opened the drawer, he saw that the package had been opened, and the antipyretics without two pills were quietly placed on the bedside table.

...Have you eaten yet?

Bai Qiao pressed his temples hard.

no memory.

It may be that Lu Sibo found out that he had a fever when he was sleeping yesterday, so he gave him the medicine.

Bai Qiao sat by the bed, didn't realize what was going on with him for a while, when Lu Sibo came back, walked over, picked him up and stuffed him back into the quilt.

He didn't dare to give him antipyretics anymore, so Lu Sibo put his arms around him and fed him warm water, "You have repeatedly had a fever several times, the doctor doesn't recommend continuing to use antipyretics, try using physical antipyretics first."

"Well..." Bai Qiao pushed his hand away, "Stay away from me, don't get infected by you."

"It's okay." Lu Sibo said, "Drink the water."

"No." Bai Qiao didn't care and didn't listen, Lu Sibo's health is not good, it's even worse to stay here, his fever is only caused by inflammation, it's not a big problem, but it's not a big problem for Lu Sibo to have a fever, "You go out. "

After a pause, he said, "If you don't go out, I'll go to another room." Then, he gestured to lift the quilt.

"Don't make trouble." Lu Sibo quickly pushed the person down and said, "I'll go out after you drink the water."

Bai Qiao said, "You put the water down and I'll drink it myself."

"Okay." Lu Sibo was angry in his heart, really wanted to spank this sick and dishonest kitten, but he couldn't bear it, and tortured him.

Put down the water, and Lu Sibo left.

Bai Qiao drank the warm water in a few sips, got back under the quilt and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, Jing Yu came in.

Jing Yuan said nothing quietly, just sat down on the recliner and stared at Bai Qiao.

Bai Qiao: "..."

Neuropathy?

Bai Qiao fumbled casually, wanting to find a pillow or something to shake him off, but there was nothing at hand, so he angrily raised the edge of the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"I'm curious." Jing Yu said, "Aren't you with our boss?"

"Hmm." What's so curious about this?He didn't hide it.

"Then how dare you have a private meeting with other women?" Seeing that he agreed, Jing Yu couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation, "Although that woman is pretty, you can't abandon our Boss."

Bai Qiao frowned suddenly, pulled off the quilt, "What woman? What private meeting?"

Jing Yu threw him a mobile phone, "The entrance of the hotel, I took pictures."

Bai Qiao took the phone, not even caring about the headache, turned on the phone, the initial screen was the Weibo interface, it should be that Qian Jingyu read Weibo.

Recently, Bai Qiao's popularity has skyrocketed due to his face painting in "The Night of Sleeplessness", and many Weibo hot searches are about him.

But because there were all positive searches and academic discussions, Bai Qiao didn't care about it, and when the heat passed, everyone would naturally forget about him.

But now.

All academic research has disappeared, and discussions about him have also focused on one topic——

[Private meeting with mistress at the entrance of Bai Qiao Hotel, click in to see the latest progress! 】

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1519:51:48~2020-08-1617:53:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Ascension is worse than picking up one piece of junk;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Ascension is worse than picking up one piece of junk;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of a black hole; 10 bottles of little monkeys; 5 bottles of Nolan and Nightmare; 2 bottles of Qi San;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!