After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

The person beside the bed didn't respond, he bent down slightly, and said in a low voice, "Take your medicine."

"I've taken it..." Qin Zhou resisted a little, he didn't want to take the medicine, and retracted into the quilt.

There were sharp pains in his head, and Qin Zhou still felt very uncomfortable. He buried his head in the quilt, closed his eyes, and prepared to continue to sleep.

He Yang didn't leave, stretched out his fingertips, pulled down the quilt a little bit, and rubbed his fingertips against Qin Zhou's face.

"Banquet." He Yang frowned, and slightly accentuated his tone, "Take medicine."

Qin Zhou felt itchy, "Don't touch me."

Qin Zhou didn't have the energy to think about whether it was a dream or reality, and he just felt uncomfortable all over his body.

He Yang was still by the bed, and asked again: "Then do you want to eat something?"

"Don't eat." Qin Zhou shook his head and said in a muffled voice, "Go out."

Qin Zhou's voice sounded a little hoarse.

He Yang looked at the young man on the bed for a while, and finally got up.

When Qin Zhou heard footsteps, he thought He Yang had left.

But not long after, He Yang came back again.

He Yang poured hot water, "Take medicine first."

The person on the bed didn't respond, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

He Yang shouted again: "Banquet?"

Qin Zhou was a little annoyed by the shouting, "Don't bother me..."

Qin Zhou was still very tired, and even his voice was weak.

He Yang stretched out his hand, still hugged the person on the bed a little bit, took the water glass, and stuck it to Qin Zhou's mouth.

Qin Zhou had no choice but to take the medicine, then crawled back into bed, with his back to He Yang.

He Yang sat by the bed, patted Qin Zhou through the quilt.

Qin Zhou was very quiet when he slept, and curled up into a ball, as if he felt insecure.

Like a little hedgehog.

It is obviously extremely fragile, but it still has to erect spikes to guard against those who approach.

He Yang stayed by the bed for a while, and got up when he saw Qin Zhou fell asleep.

But when He Yang was about to leave, he heard a slight movement behind him, and when he looked back, he found that it was Qin Zhou who had taken off the quilt.

Qin Zhou lifted the quilt to his waist, exposing his upper body, which seemed to be a little hot.

He Yang frowned, but still walked over and covered the quilt up.

Qin Zhou was half asleep, and after noticing the man's movement, he struggled in a daze, trying to lift the quilt, "Hot..."

"I have a cold." He Yang's attitude was very tough, and he stuffed both of Qin Zhou's hands into the quilt.

Qin Zhou was still a little uncomfortable, and said, "I'll be fine after a night of sleep..."

He Yang didn't make a sound, just lay down, and hugged Qin Zhou tightly through the quilt to keep him from moving.

Qin Zhou was wrapped in the quilt, hot and stuffy, "Hot..."

He Yang sighed lightly: "You really...can't even take care of yourself well."

A fragile little hedgehog.

He Yang lowered his head, put one hand on Qin Zhou's back and patted it lightly.

Qin Zhou also gradually calmed down, and his breathing became steady.

But within a few minutes, Qin Zhou started to toss again.

Qin Zhou moved his body under the quilt, and said, "Relax, I'm going out..."

"What's wrong?"

Qin Zhou muffled: "Eat."

He didn't eat anything last night, and now he suddenly felt a little hungry.

He Yang asked: "What to eat?"

Qin Zhou opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

The room was still dim, but after the eyes got used to the darkness, with the moonlight outside the window, they could barely see the person in front of them clearly.

Qin Zhou thought about it, and suddenly felt a little craving for fruit, so he replied, "Strawberry."

"Where did you get the strawberries?" He Yang frowned.

Qin Zhou insisted, "I want strawberries."

"No."

"Grapes are also fine..." Qin Zhou's voice became softer and softer.

"Not at all." He Yang stroked the back of Qin Zhou's head and said softly, "Do you want to have porridge first?"

The person in his arms didn't respond.

He Yang lowered his head and saw that Qin Zhou had closed his eyes and was already asleep.

When Qin Zhou woke up again, it was already the next day.

Qin Zhou was still a little dazed, looked around, but didn't see He Yang.

Qin Zhou looked at the bedside table again, but there was no water glass on it.

However, the manager was still in the room. Seeing Qin Zhou wake up, he hurried over and said, "Is it better? Is there any discomfort?"

The manager took Qin Zhou's temperature and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the fever is gone."

Qin Zhou sat on the bed and suddenly asked, "Brother Fan, did someone come to my room last night?"

The agent replied: "No one."

"Is there no one?" Qin Zhou was even more at a loss.

But he clearly saw He Yang last night...

Or was last night a dream?

"No one." The manager shook his head, skipped the subject again, and said, "Don't hold on to it next time you're sick."

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time." Qin Zhou nodded, and stopped asking about last night.

He had a fever yesterday, his mind was not clear, and he took the dream as reality.

Qin Zhou got out of bed to change his clothes, and after putting on his makeup, he was ready for the third day of recording.

On the third day, the program team gave a new task, requiring two guests to be in charge of lunch.

The result of the draw happened to be the third group.

So Qin Zhou discussed the recipe with Pei Yuan, and Qin Zhou also went to ask other guests for their opinions and write down everyone's preferences.

After confirming the recipe, Qin Zhou and Pei Yuan went to the market together to buy ingredients.

Potatoes in Holland are very cheap, so Qin Zhou bought a lot of potatoes.

When Qin Zhou picked out the ingredients and was about to pay the bill, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a small figure not far away, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman in servant clothes was holding a rope, and a big dog was following beside her.

The big black-and-white dog obediently followed the servant, its tail wagging back and forth non-stop.

Qin Zhou looked at the big dog and was a little stunned.

That big dog looks like Kiki.

But the Alaskan dogs all looked similar, so Qin Zhou looked away and continued to pay the bill.

After buying, the two returned to the restaurant.

There was still some time before lunch, Qin Zhou put on an apron and came to the kitchen, Pei Yuan was also beside him.

The lunch is for seven people, six guests and one host.

Qin Zhou took out his mobile phone and looked at the memo, and said, "Ms. Li doesn't eat chili, Brother Wang doesn't eat pepper, sister Xiangxiang wants to eat French fries..."

Pei Yuan nodded and wrote it down.

After Qin Zhou finished reading, he suddenly thought of something, and added: "Mr. Pei doesn't eat chives."

After Pei Yuan heard it, he was a little surprised and looked up.

Qin Zhou quickly explained: "I like Teacher Pei's works very much. I have seen an interview with Teacher Pei before. Teacher Pei once said that he would not eat chives."

Pei Yuan smiled, nodded and said, "I really don't eat much."

The two were busy in the kitchen, preparing lunch.

After the program team finished filming the dining scenes of the guests, the guests had a two-hour break after lunch.

The cameraman turned off the lights, and the director hurried out and said, "Thank you, teachers! This is a little care from the program team!"

A staff member pushed a small dining cart to deliver desserts to the guests.

Qin Zhou took a look and found that it was a fruit salad.

In the fruit salad, there are strawberries and grapes.

After the afternoon break, I have to continue working.

Qin Zhou still made more than ten egg pancakes.

However, the business of egg pancakes is not very good, only the little girl from the next door neighbor's family came to take care of the business.

On the other hand, the business of the second group of guests is very good, selling fruit juice drinks.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the second group of guests had already finished work and sold out all the drinks.

"We're sold out!" The female guest in the second group waved towards Pei Yuan, "Teacher Pei and Xiao Zhou, come on!"

Pei Yuan looked at the beverage stand in the second group, and said to Qin Zhou, "I can't sell egg pancakes tomorrow."

Qin Zhou nodded.

Pei Yuan asked: "Can you make dumplings? Try dumplings?"

"Yes." Qin Zhou replied.

"Then try selling dumplings tomorrow." Pei Yuan said.

While the two were talking, a middle-aged woman passed by and walked towards them.

Qin Zhou looked at the woman and recognized that she was the maid he met in the market this morning, but now she didn't have a big dog by her side, so she probably didn't bring it out.

The maid also asked, "How do you sell this?"

Pei Yuan quoted a price.

Maid: "I want everything."

Qin Zhou was a little surprised, and quickly helped pack the omelette, and said quickly, "Thank you."

The maid took the omelette and left.

Qin Zhou didn't expect that the remaining omelets could still be sold, and it was just time to close the stall today.

So the next day, Qin Zhou still made some egg pancakes, while Pei Yuan made dumplings.

However, the business of the two is still very bleak, and it is still not as good as the second group selling drinks.

The guests in the second group sold out their drinks early, and when they came back from work, they said to them, "Mr. Pei and Xiaozhou, stop selling drinks, and sell drinks with us!"

Qin Zhou was really moved. After all, it is already summer and it is suitable for selling cold drinks.

And just when Qin Zhou was about to talk to Pei Yuan, he saw that maid from yesterday came again.

This time the maid was holding the rope, followed by a big black and white dog.

The big dog was squatting next to the maid, and Qin Zhou couldn't help staring at the big dog.

This Alaskan dog... looks exactly like Kiki.

The maid said to the two of them, "I want everything."

"Okay." Qin Zhou nodded and helped pack the omelette.

The maid took it and asked again: "Is there any egg pancakes?"

Qin Zhou: "Yes, I can do it now."

The maid said, "Two more."

Qin Zhou should come down, turn around and go back to the restaurant, ready to make omelets.

Qin Zhou came to the kitchen and took out the eggs.

But when Qin Zhou was halfway through, he suddenly noticed the fluffy touch around his legs.

Qin Zhou looked down and found that it was the big dog approaching.

The big dog was still holding the leash in its mouth, and it arched Qin Zhou's knee with its head, trying to pass the leash to Qin Zhou.

Qin Zhou covered the microphone, leaned over slightly, and called softly, "Qiqi?"

The big dog wagged its tail at Qin Zhou.

Qin Zhou laughed and patted the big dog's head.

It's Kiki.