After the sick top was forced to marry

This time he didn't sleep well.

Although the sound of the venue was loud and almost woke him up several times, it seemed as if a hand was pressing on his eyes, and he was so heavy that he couldn't open them at all.

It even made Lin Zijin dream about being a trainee in Korea.That period of memory is not good, it has been dusted in my mind for many years, and now it suddenly pops up to find a sense of existence, it is really annoying.

He was struggling with the nightmare, but suddenly felt someone calling him.

The soft thing under his head moved slightly, as if he wanted to get away.

Lin Zijin frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to hold the man down to prevent him from leaving, but his body shook violently.

He woke up from his sleep with a sullen expression on his face, but was stunned——

The lights on the stage in front of me were no longer as bright as before. Many staff members walked back and forth to remove the set, and the words "I want to get off work" were written all over the hurried figures.

There were several people standing in front of him, the leader was the worried assistant Li Hua, and the agent Zeng Xi who arrived at an unknown time.

Lin Zijin moved his lips, and was about to speak when someone grabbed his hand.

A white coat wearing a mask quickly rolled up his sleeves and tied the blood pressure tape on it.

"It's not you waiting!"

Lin Zijin struggled to sit up, but just as he half-raised his eyes and glanced to the side, his movements froze again.

It was Pei Ming who was used as a pillow by him.

And his other hand was still pinching Pei Ming's thigh fiercely, as if he had just made such a bad move in his sleep to prevent him from leaving.

He quickly withdrew his hand, Pei Ming pulled his clothes down, and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, did you sleep well?"

Lin Zijin didn't know what to answer, so he nodded in embarrassment.

After the blood pressure measurement over there, the doctor put away the instrument and asked dutifully, "Does Mr. Lin feel any discomfort?"

"No," Lin Zijin said, "I feel... pretty good."

Li Hua rushed forward, hugged his arm and began to wail: "Boss, I didn't wake you up no matter how much I told you, thinking you were going to die, woooooooooooooo scared me to death!"

The people around who were busy cleaning up the venue looked over one after another, as if they wanted to hear gossip.

Lin Zijin pushed him away from him sullenly: "It's not what you guys are going to do in this battle?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Pei Ming calmly.

Zeng Xi understood instantly, and politely led Pei Ming to the exit of the venue.

The doctor at the side sat down on Pei Ming's seat, held Lin Zijin's hands, and said excitedly, "Mr. Lin, what a medical miracle!"

Lin Zijin sighed with some headache: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Four hours, a full four hours," the doctor's voice was choked with sobs, "Since you came to me two years ago to treat insomnia, you have never fallen asleep naturally for more than two hours at a time."

Hearing what he said, Lin Zijin was really puzzled.

Before sleeping, I was dying, and there was no sound at all, but if there was sound, I couldn't fall asleep at all.But this time at such a noisy awards ceremony, he was able to sleep soundly.

"Have you taken any medicine recently?" the doctor asked, "or did you have some other treatment, which made your sleep better?"

Lin Zijin squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "I think it was an accident. Maybe it was because I haven't slept for several days, so I just fell asleep."

The doctor wanted to say more, but Zeng Xi, who persuaded Pei Ming to leave, went back and said in a low voice, "Let's talk in the car."

The company's van is parked in the parking lot of the venue.When Lin Zijin went out, he was blown by the cold wind of the winter night, his chaotic brain woke up, and the tingling pain in his temple followed.

While rubbing his temples, he took out his phone from his pocket, and just as he unlocked it, he saw a bunch of WeChat messages pop up.

What is this for?

What about a meeting?

Lin Zijin casually clicked on Wen Gu's dialog box, and saw that person sent a Weibo link.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

His hands trembled, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

"Don't look at your phone," Zeng Xi said, "I'll look at it when I get in the car."

Lin Zijin only felt that the headache was even worse.

Before he could click in to read the popular Weibo, Zeng Xi pushed him into the van.

"Let's go home quickly while we're still sleepy, and get a good night's sleep," Zeng Xi said, "we can't let this opportunity pass."

Lin Zijin leaned on the back of the chair with a worried expression on his face.

His personal doctor said, "So, has Mr. Lin taken any new medicine recently?"

Lin Zijin raised his eyelids lazily: "No. What's more, I have tried all the legal medicines on the market. What special medicines are there?"

The doctor frowned: "Then...why can you sleep today? Did something special happen?"

"It's nothing special," Lin Zijin said, "I just went on stage to present the awards, then I came down to sit in the audience, and then I lay my head on..."

He stopped in the middle of his sentence.

Something special had happened, but he didn't realize it.

She fell asleep with her pillow on Pei Ming's shoulder.

Zeng Xi seemed to have thought of the same thing, and let out an "ah" at a loss.

Lin Zijin coughed lightly: "Actually, there is no basis for it. Doctors don't need to refer to it."

The doctor lowered his face: "Mr. Lin, I told your agent before that your will to survive is more important. If you don't even care about your body, no matter how hard we try, it will be useless."

Lin Zijin's anger also came up, and he said with some emotion: "Didn't I work hard? Once a week, I lie on the bed like a dead body and wait for someone to inject me with anesthesia. When I wake up, I feel dizzy and feel like vomiting. "

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a while and then continued: "And the anesthetic is not very effective for me. I could sleep for five or six hours with an injection before, but now it can be three or four hours at most. Couldn't sleep for hours."

"So it is necessary to actively look for other treatment methods," the doctor said, "This requires your cooperation. I also analyzed the physical examination report last month with you, and your liver organs have already started to have problems. After two years, your body will be..."

Lin Zijin gave a perfunctory "hmm", lowered his eyes and unlocked the phone's lock screen.

It doesn't need to be said by the doctor that he himself knows that this body looks in full bloom, but in fact it is dilapidated inside, and every day of his life is a surprise, because no one knows whether he will go directly to the hospital in the next second. See God.

Of course, those are all things that need to be paid attention to in the next second.

He clicked on the popular Weibo, and found that there was a tag of "Today's Hot Search" under the Weibo.

I fell asleep at the awards ceremony, and I fell asleep with my pillow on someone else's shoulder.

The popularity of this news overwhelmed other celebrities' hot searches for pulling their teeth, burning their heads, and eating hot pot, and instantly reached the top of the hot search list.

【@绒兔兔兔：[图片]啊啊啊啊啊啊啊我何德何能看见这一幕#林子晋枕着裴鸣的肩睡着了#一时间不知道该跪舔晋爷美颜盛世Still screaming that my cp finally released sugar after half a year T^T]

The tip of Lin Zijin's tongue touched the back molars, feeling that he had some toothache.

He frowned and continued to browse other Weibo under this entry, and was surprised to find that he and Pei Ming had so many CP fans.

[@今天暗古知新发糖？: The last time I watched a variety show, I felt that the two of them had a sense of cp, but they didn't dare to enter the pit.Today is awarding, sitting together and sleeping with a pillow on your shoulders. This is the master who is pressing his head and asking me to kowtow! 】

[@笑忘书: Don’t just talk to me...they don’t seem to have any other interaction, what if they are just sleepy and lean on? 】

[@晋爷妹妹粉丝: Are you a new fan upstairs?The owner of our family is notoriously cleanliness and poor, and he has never had such close contact with others before, except Wengu...]

[@内鱼跑墙奇: Have you noticed p2, Xiao Pei’s hand is covering Lord Jin’s eyes, as if he is helping others to block the light on the stage, and whether that look is doting or gentle, please feel free to testify 】

[@粉笔小贤不是小新: I’ve lived in the pit, my last pair of cp’s just received the official announcement during the New Year’s Eve last year, and I understand everything]

Lin Zijin put down his phone with a numb face, watching the doctor chat with his agent, for the first time he felt that life was hopeless.

It's good to be able to sleep, but if he fell asleep with his pillow on Pei Ming's shoulder, then he might as well not have slept at all.

"Sister Zeng," Lin Zijin called his agent while the doctor was taking a break from his long speech, "Can Hot Search List One contact the PR department to work overtime and withdraw?"

Zeng Xi's gaze suddenly became very gentle, which made Lin Zijin feel a little apprehensive.

Although my manager is not a strong woman, she is also a straightforward and uncompromising master, and she will never have such tender eyes.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"Xiao Lin, I thought about this hot search, and I can't withdraw it."

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows, waiting for her next words.

Zeng Xi smiled softly again, and patted him on the shoulder: "I just chatted with Dr. Gu, and found that you were able to fall asleep this time, probably because of Pei Ming."

Lin Zijin sneered: "What does it have to do with him? Why is he a new type of sleeping pill?"

"Dr. Gu said that some people's sleep disorders may be caused by mental stress," Zeng Xi said, "and the best solution to this situation is to find someone to sleep with by your side."

Lin Zijin retorted: "Xiao Li also slept with me, why can't I fall asleep?"

Li Hua was sitting in the co-pilot, and turned around in embarrassment: "Brother Lin, pay attention to the influence, what does it mean to have slept with you..."

Zeng Xi continued: "Maybe it's not suitable, but Pei Ming is very suitable."

Lin Zijin took a deep breath: "After going around half a circle, what exactly do you want to say?"

"I just thought, since this trending search has become the first hit, and the discussion has also increased, and the popularity has been wiped out," Zeng Xi said slowly, "Plus for your health, why don't you You and Pei Ming will make mistakes, pretend...to get married?"

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