I'm pregnant with the queen's bun

Zhao Ge arrived in the capital in the afternoon.

Just four hours ago, when Mu Heng was being interviewed by reporters at the opening ceremony, he suddenly fainted when he stood up.

Dou Qian and the staff rushed Mu Heng to the hospital. On the way, Mu Heng came to his senses. Apart from his pale face, there was nothing unusual about him.

He looked out of the window in a daze, rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Where are you going now?"

Dou Qian worried: "Are you okay? What's wrong? Why did you faint?"

"It's okay, maybe I ate something bad," Mu Heng said, "You didn't tell Zhao Ge, did you?"

"No."

"Don't tell him."

Dou Qian was a little embarrassed, she didn't want to offend Zhao Ge, and she didn't want to anger Mu Heng, "You should tell him about your health condition. Zhao Ge knows many old professors, and he will know sooner or later."

Mu Heng stared at Dou Qian commandingly, and said, "You are my manager, you should obey what I say first, and you don't have to follow me if you have any objections."

Dou Qian could only compromise, "Okay, I won't say anything."

"What time will he arrive?"

"Two o'clock in the afternoon."

"I promised to pick him up at the airport." Mu Heng looked at his watch, "Turn around and go directly to the airport."

"No, you have to go to the hospital for an examination."

"Turn around!"

"I have to go to the hospital," Dou Qian said unwaveringly, "I promise not to tell Zhao Ge, but you have to cooperate with the examination. I want to ensure your health. Don't make things difficult for me, okay?"

Zhao Ge saw Mu Heng in the hospital, and he looked worried and irritated at the people on the hospital bed.

According to Dou Qian, Mu Heng didn't want to go to the hospital for an examination at first, but when there was a dispute during the period, he passed out again. Dou Qian didn't dare to delay any longer and even asked the driver to rush to the hospital.

From then until now, Mu Heng has been in a coma.

His face was pale, his breathing was weak, his thick and slender eyelashes and thin, bloodless lips made him look extraordinarily gentle and harmless.His brows were tightly furrowed, and the wings of his nose fluttered slightly, as if he was having a nightmare.

Zhao Ge walked to the bed, bowed his head, and slowly pushed Mu Heng's frowning brow away with his fingertips.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here," he kissed Mu Heng's lips, "everything will be fine."

The hospital office is spacious and bright, with medical equipment and several pictures of human body structure and skeleton hanging on the wall.

The attending physician observed the diagnosis result, frowning, "Mr. Zhao, there is nothing abnormal in the diagnosis result. Mu Heng's body should be normal."

Zhao Ge said gloomyly: "Normal?"

"This... this is the diagnosis result," the attending physician also thought it was absurd. He was unconscious and talked about normality. "There is something very strange. Mu Heng's nerves seem to be weakening constantly. He should often feel fatigued, physically Discomfort."

"Nervous breakdown?" Zhao Ge vetoed, "Impossible, he has a strong willpower." How could a person who has experienced so many things have neurological problems.

The attending physician failed to give a definite answer. It should be said that Mu Heng's body seemed fine, and his coma was completely unscientific.

Apart from neurasthenia, no other reason could be found to explain the symptoms.

Two days later, Mu Heng woke up from the coma.

With a slight movement of his hand, Zhao Ge raised his head reflexively, staring at Mu Heng motionlessly with surprise and joy.

Mu Heng felt very tired, his bones seemed to be filled with lead, and they were as heavy as a mountain.

He smiled weakly at Zhao Ge, raised his heavy hand to cover Zhao Ge's back, and smiled nonchalantly, "I also said to pick you up at the airport."

Zhao Ge grabbed Mu Heng's hands and put them on his cheeks, his expression still a little scared. He stayed by Mu Heng's bedside for two days. At this time, his eyes were sore, his beard stubble hadn't been cleaned up in time, and his mental state was unprecedentedly bad.

"You were in a coma for two days."

"I am fine."

Zhao Ge's spirit was still tense, "Why are you hiding it from me?"

"I've had a checkup and the doctor said there's nothing wrong with it. I don't want you to worry."

Zhao Ge bit Mu Heng's palm to vent his anger, "Aren't I worried if you do this?"

Mu Heng let him bite, and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect it to be so serious, and there were no symptoms at all during the examination."

"No symptoms doesn't mean there's no problem," Zhao Ge lowered his voice, "Want to drink water?"

Mu Heng nodded, "I feel weak."

"After two days of infusion of nutrient solution, my iron-clad body couldn't hold on."

"Am I seriously ill?"

Zhao Ge's hand holding the water glass paused slightly, with a complicated expression on his face, and suddenly became relaxed when he turned around. He helped Mu Heng up and handed the water glass to his mouth.

"Don't think about it, the doctor said it's fine, you're just too tired, you should pay more attention to rest in the future, and you'll be fine soon."

The dry throat was finally comfortable under the moistening of water. Mu Heng asked helplessly: "Are you coaxing the child? Can this kind of words convince me?"

"Who lied to you."

"Am I okay?"

"It's okay, you're fine," Zhao Ge rubbed Mu Heng's face, "You'll be alive and kicking after you rest."

"That's good, I don't want to be separated from you."

"No, I promise."

When Mu Heng was sent to the hospital, there were reporters following and reporting all the way. When Zhao Ge rushed over, he asked someone to drive the reporter outside the hospital. Even so, the news of Mu Heng's waking up was still spread on the Internet as soon as possible, causing many People's retweet blessings.

Before Zhao Ge had time to enjoy the world with Mu Heng, he was constantly disturbed by all kinds of ghosts and snakes who came out of nowhere. In just half a day, the ward was filled with flowers and fruits, which made the ward very smelly. Ge had to find someone to take the flowers out and dispose of them. This thing was expensive and useless, and it had no other purpose except to show off.

Just as he was moving flowers outside, he saw Zhou Muhai appearing at the door of the ward with a fruit basket.

When I saw those expensive flowers that were trampled at will, I smiled and said, "Fortunately, I didn't buy flowers."

Zhao Ge stared at Zhou Muhai warily, and asked hostilely, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Muhai glanced over Zhao Ge's shoulder, and nodded slightly at Mu Heng, "Come and see my friend—are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mu Heng folded the script on his knees and gave Zhao Ge a wink. "The flowers are too choking, so hurry up and take them out, don't block the fresh air."

Zhao Ge lowered his head and glanced at Dazzling, then at Zhou Muhai, and said word by word in an inconceivable way: "Fresh...air?"

"I'm talking about the air, not anyone in particular."

"Oh." Zhao Ge squinted at Zhou Muhai, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see his emotions clearly, and then he walked out slowly with Hua in his arms.

Mu Heng said helplessly, "Don't pay attention to him."

"He used to have this stinking problem. He always felt that everyone missed him. It seems that your relationship..."

"Don't speak ill of him."

Zhou Muhai completed it calmly, "Excellent."

"Yes," Mu Heng asked, "Aren't you in Province A?"

"I happened to fly over on something, so I stopped by to see you. What's going on?"

"Who knows, the doctor can't find out the symptoms, saying that there is no major problem, just pay more attention to rest."

"I know a very authoritative expert, and I will introduce it to you for inspection another day."

"No need, Zhao Ge has brought experts here for a while, and no one has found out the reason, thank you very much."

"It's okay, just mention it if I can help." Zhou Muhai saw the script Mu Heng put on the bedside, "Didn't the doctor tell you to rest more? Why are you still reading the script?"

Mu Heng pulled out two bananas, handed one to Zhou Muhai, and he peeled and ate the other.

"I don't feel like I have anything to do, and it's boring to stay here. I just read the script to pass the time," Mu Heng said. "I don't know much about the history of the Anti-Japanese War, so I have to learn more."

Zhou Muhai asked: "Can I read the script?"

Mu Heng handed the script to Zhou Muhai without hesitation, "Please give me more advice."

In the following time, they communicated for nearly two hours on how to perform the trick well.Play telling is Zhou Muhai's specialty, and he is also very good at substituting himself into various roles, providing Mu Heng with possibly useful references, such as what kind of psychological changes should occur in a certain scene, how to control facial expressions, these meticulous details It is related to the final effect of the shooting.

Zhao Ge couldn't bear it and listened to the side for half an hour, and pointedly chased Zhou Muhai away four or five times. After being ignored by the two people who still wanted to communicate, he angrily walked out of the ward.

When Mu Heng and Zhou Mu finished talking dryly, Zhao Ge leaned his back against the wall outside the ward, seriously thinking about Mu Heng's proposal to leave the hospital. There are too many people here, which really affects his sense of existence.

At this moment, Zhao Ge received the news that the person he sent to find Shen Qing had made progress.

After Mu Heng was discharged from the hospital, all the discomfort disappeared without a trace like a tide. He was locked up at home for two days under Zhao Ge's compulsory request, and then he couldn't help but continue to work.

Mu Zimo also got rid of his status as a vagrant, and with the dream of becoming a hero overnight, he became Mu Heng's temporary assistant.

And the euphemistic name is "Quenching".

In Mu Zimo's script, the story should develop like this.

On the surface, he is Mu Heng's assistant, but in fact he is the protagonist of the story, an unknown superhero who rises up at a critical moment and hits everyone in the face.At the stage of being an assistant, Bole must have discovered his great horse, recognized his ability, and felt that he was talented.

Then he will get an audition opportunity, and he happens to be appreciated by others during the audition. His superb acting skills will impress everyone when the film is filmed, and when the film is released... No, maybe before it is released, he has already become popular in country Z and even the whole world Asia is gone.

At that time, Mu Zimo's fans can be seen everywhere, and there will be countless beauties who want to fall into his arms.

Where he goes is the center of the world.

Standing in the center of the world, Mu Zimo is enveloped by the golden light shining from all directions, and he is crowned king in this world.

He took the heavy crown and was about to put it on his head when he slipped his hand and watched the crown fall in horror, and the back of his foot swelled up quickly.

Mu Zimo was awakened suddenly by the sudden severe pain.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and was taken aback by Mu Heng standing in front of him, staring at him expressionlessly.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Heng said coldly: "I should ask you this question."

Mu Zimo's brain was running fast, remembering that he seemed to find this corner to take a nap while taking advantage of Mu Heng's filming. In a corner where no one was around, he leaned against the wall and fell asleep as soon as he sat down.

He got up and looked, and found that he had been lying on the ground at some point, where the sore spot on the back of his foot was, and there were relatively clear sole prints on the surface of the shoes.

Mu Zimo found the culprit without any effort, "You took my crown off?"

Mu Heng couldn't help regretting, and arranged Mu Zimo by his side. Isn't he asking for trouble?

He crossed his hands together, squeezed his finger bones vigorously, and asked through gritted teeth, "You haven't woken up yet, have you?!"

Mu Zimo got up quickly, took two steps back in fear, and smiled brightly, "Wake up, wake up, brother, if you have any orders, just say it."

Mu Heng pinched the center of his brows with two fingers, feeling a little headache, and lost his temper at all by Mu Zimo's ingratiating smile.

"The next scene is going to climb a tree, go and check the props for me."

"Okay, I promise that the inspection will be foolproof." Mu Zimo ran two steps, then came back to rub Mu Heng's shoulders graciously, and said with a flattering smile, "Brother, don't be angry, I will do it well, don't put it on me. Why are you frowning so tightly, smile quickly, smile ten years ago, I'm sure Zhao Ge will be fascinated by you when he sees it."

Mu Heng was funny and angry, "Shut up, get out."

"Rolling is inconvenient, I'd better run."

The filming of "Code Name Flying Eagle" is about to start. Wei Ming, as a reporter, lurks in a tree in disguise, and uses the terrain to secretly film the scene of the transaction between the Japanese army and a high-ranking KMT official.

The transaction took place in the suburbs, and both parties to the transaction had disguised themselves, and they didn't even meet each other.

The reason why Wei Ming was able to lurk in the trees was also thanks to the thick and lush trees here. As long as you don't look closely, you won't be able to find any clues.

Mu Heng put on the wire, and slowly arrived at the shooting destination under the control of the machine, which had been arranged in advance.

Where he should stand, what kind of posture he should take, these are all mentioned in advance.

In order to pretend to be close to the branches, Mu Heng wore leaf-colored clothes and a garland of branches on his head.

In short, from the direction of the camera, except for the camera hidden in the branches, he seems invisible.Of course, if the camera is zoomed in close enough, Mu Heng's figure can still be seen clearly.

After falling on the tree branch, Mu Heng squatted down on the thick tree trunk. He leaned against the tree trunk, set the camera between the V-shaped branches, and then adjusted the direction to point the camera at the tree. Small adjustments to reduce possible goofy shots after shooting.

Then he made an "OK" gesture to the director.

Although it was filming, Mu Heng still acted as if he was actually taking a sneak shot. He stared through the camera at the actor who was already in place under the tree and played the role of the Japanese soldier. Flowers, the originally clear figures in the camera suddenly became blurred, leaving only hazy and dizzying outlines.

The director yells over the intercom: "Go!"

The moment his words fell, the dizziness in Mu Heng's brain became stronger than ever, like a flood of water flooding every nerve in his brain. The hand suddenly lost strength, and the body seemed to be so weak that it could not hold anything.

The camera suddenly fell vertically from where he was, and slammed into the actor who played the role of the Japanese soldier. The mud splashed and smashed a deep hole in the ground.

Mu Heng's eyes darkened, and he desperately tried to hold on to the tree trunk to control his body, but he still couldn't stop the falling trend.

He fell violently from a tree trunk as high as five meters.