Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

In the afternoon, Lu Wanghe went to take another X-ray to check his knee. It was inconvenient for Fu Jingmo to accompany him to the examination in an open and aboveboard way, so naturally he asked Assistant Xiao Xu to do it for him.

When Lu Wanghe came back with a bunch of medicine, Fu Jingmo was sitting on a chair beside him having a video conference.

Seeing him coming in, the young man immediately turned off the camera, and lightly explained to the participants: "My wife is in the hospital, so the camera will not be turned on for this meeting."

He glanced at Lu Wanghe's knee, and said in a gentle voice, "The examination is over? What did the doctor say?"

Assistant Xiao Xu quickly replied: "The examination is over. The doctor said that Mr. Lu is fine, and he can just rest. Don't worry, Mr. Fu."

Fu Jingmo nodded, and after turning his eyes back to the computer screen, his voice gradually cooled down, as if the gentle questioning voice just now was just an illusion.

"—whose turn is it for the weekly report?"

Just learned that Mr. Fu was in the hospital with his lovely wife, and the managers who thought they could end the meeting early got excited and immediately sat upright: "Mr. Fu, it's the turn of the project department. Regarding the project of developing a high-end nursing home in S City..."

Lu Wanghe sat back on the bed, re-read the script in his spare time, picked up his phone and swiped Weibo for a while, watching, but the focus of his pupils slowly shifted from the entertainment news on the phone page , It fell on the young man who was working with his back not far away.

The weather in April, after a few rains, the sun has gradually brought a bit of the heat of late spring and early summer, and the warm golden light is shone by the glass windows of the ward in colorful colors, outlining the broad shoulders of young people in shirts A beautiful figure with a narrow waist.

Sitting on a chair without a back also has a straight spine. If he didn't know that Fu Jingmo went to the same junior high school and the same high school as him, he would have wondered if Mr. Fu had served in the army before.

The young man's black hair looked a little dark brown at the end, under the sideburns was a sharp and smooth jaw line, and his slightly slanted profile was impeccable, like a sculpture in a European Renaissance church, with handsome and three-dimensional features.

Assistant Xiao Xu was well aware of her role as a part-time nanny, and tried her best to order lunch for the two ancestors. She was setting the table and chopsticks when she suddenly looked up and saw the slightly curved lips of Lu Wanghe sitting on the hospital bed, which was a little sweet People can't help but feel dazed, and almost suspect that they are wrong.

Lu Wanghe's lips are as smooth and gorgeous as petals, and the corners of the lips are slightly raised, which is a very friendly appearance.But the boy's usual smile is always just right and polite, mixed with a sense of distance, no amount of emotion can be felt, and it rarely shows overly obvious thoughts.

Assistant Xiao Xu closed his eyes tightly, and then took a closer look, only to realize that Lu Wanghe was really looking at his own Mr. Fu. A faint smile suddenly overflowed from his black eyes like splashed ink, and then he opened his lips lightly, and spit out a few words. An inaudible gasp.

Look at the mouth shape should be...

"Silly dog ​​hook"?

The stainless steel chopsticks hit the floor with a crisp sound, causing Lu Wanghe to come back to his senses and look sideways. He saw Assistant Xu's face flushed red for some reason, and he was scrambling to pick up the chopsticks that fell on the ground.

On this day, assistant Xiao Xu was busy taking medicines for checkups and taking three meals a day. Lu Wanghe supported the mattress with one hand, bent down to pick up the chopsticks that fell by the bed, and whispered: "You eat Go and rest for a while after lunch, I'll do it here."

"Mr. Lu is too polite. I had a good rest last night. I was distracted just now...Mr. Lu, your knee still hurts. Sit still and I'll wash the chopsticks."

Assistant Xiao Xu thought in his heart that Mr. Dao's mouth just now was absolutely impossible to call Mr. Fu a "stupid dog", while rushing into the bathroom with chopsticks in a panic.

On the other side, the general managers of several departments endured more than two hours of suffering, and finally waited for the end of the meeting.

"Boss Fu, when will you return to City S?"

"Tonight's plane, after your report is revised, send it to me before twelve o'clock tonight."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

Fu Jingmo was about to close the conference room and take off the earphones, when the hand holding the mouse suddenly paused, and said lightly: "By the way, do you know what patients with fractured bones can eat to keep their health healthy?"

The managers froze for a moment, finally got a chance to show themselves in front of Mr. Fu, and immediately answered in a hurry.

"My mother fell and broke a bone a few years ago, and my daughter-in-law brings her ribs soup every day."

"I heard that chicken soup is also good...you can't eat things that are difficult to digest, such as glutinous rice."

"You can take some calcium tablets..."

Fu Jingmo listened quietly and wrote down one by one.

Dafa mercifully: "Well - I'm not in the company these days, you have worked hard, the deadline for submitting the report should be changed to the day after tomorrow."

Lu Wanghe was wearing plastic gloves, and was eating a glutinous rice chicken. Seeing that Fu Jingmo had turned off the computer, he immediately moved his body to make room for him on the edge of the bed, and pushed the other glutinous rice chicken to the table. side.

"The meeting is over? Come over for dinner."

Fu Jingmo stared at the fractured patient for a few moments, then walked over slowly, but instead of taking another glutinous rice chicken on the table, he took the half-gnawed one from Lu Wanghe's hand.

Lu Wanghe: "...?"

The boy's cheeks were slightly puffed up, and his eyes rarely showed a bit of confusion, like a handsome Maine Coon cat who was used to being majestic and prestige was suddenly snatched from the mouth of a human cat, and he didn't know whether to stretch out his paws or "meow" Intimidate each other.

Fu Jingmo explained patiently: "I just asked someone that patients with fractured bones should not eat indigestible foods like glutinous rice, which will affect their recovery."

Lu Wanghe blinked, reluctantly accepted his words, but couldn't help resisting: "You can't eat glutinous rice, so you can always eat chicken?"

"You can drink chicken soup, but the glutinous rice chicken is too greasy, and it's not good to eat—Xiao Xu, why do you buy these greasy things?"

Assistant Xiao Xu froze: "Fu, Mr. Fu, I will order again immediately, chicken soup?"

"I want both chicken soup and pork rib soup. I'll go to the pharmacy and buy a few bottles of calcium tablets."

"Alright Mr. Fu... what do you eat then?"

"Same."

Lu Wanghe watched the crispy glutinous rice chicken go into the trash can in a blink of an eye, and before his heart ached, he saw that other things he liked were also taken away by Assistant Xu, and the table that was full was suddenly empty. The lingering fragrance of a table of meals is left in vain.

"Fu Jingmo!" The young man frowned and gritted his teeth, "I finally got up the courage to eat some high-calorie food while I was sick, you—"

Before he could say the cruel words, there was a sudden cool feeling on the top of his head, and his black hair was gently rubbed.

The young man's soothing voice came from the top of him: "Be obedient, Hehe. Only when you recover from your illness can you return to the filming crew earlier."