After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

Yu Heng carried He Yanzhi into the car and put him in the back seat, his brows were still locked.He leaned over and patted the other person's face: "Wake up, Yanzhi, He Yanzhi!"

no response.

He stretched out his hand and put it on someone's neck. The skin was also hot, and the pulse was fast, but not very strong.

Yu Heng didn't dare to delay any longer, and was going to send the person to the hospital first.

But at this moment, he heard the sound of his mobile phone vibrating, looked around and found that it was not his own mobile phone, and the source of the sound was in He Yanzhi's pocket.

He took it out and saw that the caller ID was "Xu Zhou".

He Yanzhi still had a bundle of earphone cables in his pocket, so he took it out and plugged it in, and connected the phone while sitting in the main driver.

Before he had time to speak, a roar broke into his ears: "He Yanzhi! Where the hell have you been?! What does this message mean?!"

Yu Heng was almost deaf when he shouted, so he quickly turned down his voice, kicked the accelerator and drove the car away from the parking lot: "I am Yu Heng."

"...Yu Heng?" Xu Zhou was taken aback for a moment, but stopped howling in an instant, "Where is Brother Yan? Why is his phone with you... He has already returned to Xinlin? Have you met?"

"Ah."

After getting an affirmative answer, Xu Zhou heaved a sigh of relief: "I was so scared to death, I didn't even say hello, and I flew away by myself, this kind of thing is really capable."

He paused: "Is it convenient for him to answer the phone? I want to talk to him. "

"It's not convenient," Yu Heng glanced in the rearview mirror, "I fainted as soon as I saw him, and now I have a high fever, and I'm about to take him to the hospital."

After Xu Zhou listened, he let go of his heart and hung up again: "No, what's going on? Didn't you go well last night? We all drank too much, and when we woke up this morning, I received a text message from him, saying that he had already gone to bed. On the plane, when I asked, I found that the hotel room was also refunded, and everything was gone, and such a big person suddenly disappeared, how could he still be sick?"

"I'm afraid I have to ask you guys," Yu Heng said with a blank face and no ups and downs in his voice, "When I handed him over to you, he was in good shape, and I specifically told you to take good care of him, and come back in two months to make it look like this, You still ask me why?"

Although his tone was calm, as if he was speaking normally, Xu Zhou inexplicably heard his questioning, and felt guilty for a moment: "I... I'm sorry, Yu Heng, so what... you take him to see a doctor first, okay? Wait until you have I'll call you again when I'm free."

Yu Heng: "Oh."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

During the call, another call kept coming in. He hesitated for a while before picking up, and then he heard Yang Xinnan's panicked voice: "Brother Yan? You finally answered the phone. Where are you? I'm at the airport, you Already on the plane? I got up late today, why are you..."

"Don't look for it," Yu Heng sighed. "He has already arrived in Xinlin. With me, you can ask Xu Zhou about the rest—and, you should not be separated yet, right? Tell them, no matter who, don't leave." Call again, I have no time to answer, I will contact you when I am free."

"Ah..." Yang Xinnan was stunned for two seconds, "Okay...Okay."

Yu Heng put down the phone, took off the earphones, switched the phone to silent mode, threw it on the passenger seat and left it alone.

There was also a steady stream of incoming calls—Shan Cheng, the director, Yao Yixu, and so on.

It wasn't until he drove the car to the hospital that he finally calmed down.

As soon as he carried a sick cat that was about to burn out from the car, the cat struggled a bit, as if he could sense the breath of the hospital in his sleep, and said with difficulty: "I won't go..."

Yu Heng frowned: "Shut up."

The moment he stepped into the hospital building, he suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

That's how he dragged someone who was sick to the hospital the day after they met.

Two years later, I didn't expect everything to return to the starting point.

Yu Heng didn't know what to feel in his heart—maybe he didn't have time to feel it, so he just went through all the procedures numbly.

This time, he didn't even consider other moods, his expressionless face was the best expression, no matter the doctor or the nurse, he didn't dare to say a word to him all the way.

Halfway through, the tutor called and asked him why he didn't go to the laboratory. He explained a little bit, and his tone was incontrovertible, and even the tutor couldn't say anything.

It wasn't until noon that He Yanzhi had an infusion, and the fever had almost subsided. He took him back to the apartment opposite the school, and then he let out a breath of boredom.

This guy really has a hundred ways to make him mad.

He put the person on the bed, originally intending to use "throwing", but when he actually acted, he unconsciously turned into handling it with care, as if this person was made of glass and would shatter when touched.

Little Lucky hadn't seen He Yanzhi for two months, and didn't know if he still remembered his breath, so he jumped into bed and surrounded him to smell it, but his nose was filled with the "fragrance" mixed with plaster and toilet water, and it mourned With a "meow", she lay down beside her and dared not come over.

Yu Heng helped him take off his clothes—although he was mentally prepared, the amount of plasters was beyond his imagination, and there was no place on his shoulders, back, waist, or legs. It was either plasters or plaster marks, and his skin was flushed red. It looks like it's about to break.

Yu Heng had a terrible headache, his hands were shaking with anger, and he didn't bother to touch him anymore, so he covered him with a quilt and turned to go to the kitchen to cook porridge.

As soon as he left, He Yanzhi opened his eyes.

In fact, Mr. Yan had already woken up during the infusion, but even with his eyes closed he could feel the low air pressure on the little bodyguard. He didn't dare to reveal the fact that he was awake, and kept pretending to be asleep.

Now he is very desperate in his heart, not knowing how to face what is about to happen.

If he had known this before, he should not have sent Yu Heng a message, and would have found a place to wake up when he landed, and at least he would recover a little before showing up.

But then I thought about it, how could this be possible.

Mr. Yan, who knew he was doomed, simply gave up struggling. He turned his head and looked at the home he had been away for a long time, his heart suddenly sank, and he was not so scared anymore.

At worst, I will be scolded a few more times, and I still have to go home.

He relaxed, and fell asleep quickly because of his exhaustion.

Yu Heng held back his anger, but he couldn't really get angry with the patient, so he cooked the porridge first, added sugar, and served it to He Yanzhi to drink.

He forcibly woke someone up, helped him up, and tried to put a cushion behind him, but as soon as he pulled his arm, he gasped: "light...lightly."

Yu Heng paused.

He didn't make any effort at all, he just lifted the opponent's arm up a little.

He Yanzhi didn't dare to look at him, so he sat up with difficulty and whispered, "You...you can scold him if you want."

Yu Heng didn't pay attention, just touched his forehead, made sure it wasn't burning, and brought over the bed table: "Drink the porridge first."

He Yanzhi looked down at the bowl of millet porridge with added sugar, and said in a softer voice, "A bowl of porridge...you can't get enough."

Yu Heng: "Then drink two bowls."

He Yanzhi looked up at him: "I want to eat meat."

"……what?"

"Didn't you buy breakfast?" He Yanzhi carefully reminded, "I didn't eat breakfast."

Yu Heng: "..."

It is a good thing to have an appetite, but if you don't even want to eat, then it is really hopeless.

Yu Heng glanced at him, most of his anger disappeared inexplicably, he got up to get the breakfast that he brought back with him when he got off the car, but he just took two steps and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

How did He Yanzhi know that he bought breakfast?

Yu Heng pondered for three seconds, then came to his senses.

I woke up when I got home with this product.

Smelling the smell of meat in the car, I was greedy and afraid of being scolded, so I kept pretending to be asleep.

The anger he had just suppressed surged up three inches again, and he turned his head to stare at someone. He Yanzhi shrank his neck from his stare, and looked away guiltily.

Seeing his frightened look, Yu Heng felt that if he scolded people now, he would be bullying the weak, so he turned and went to the kitchen without saying anything.

The breakfast was left in the car all morning, and he didn't know if it was rotten or not. He picked it up and smelled it to make sure the smell hadn't changed, then put it in the microwave to heat it up, and then gave it to He Yanzhi to eat.

It's not bad, but the skin of the biscuits is no longer crispy, so He Yanzhi doesn't dislike them, and eats them with relish.

Yu Heng looked at him and said, "The crew bullied you? Don't you even eat meat?"

"...No," He Yanzhi hurriedly said, "It's just that I don't have much appetite recently, and I haven't eaten well."

Anyway, sooner or later you will be scolded, it is better to take the initiative to confess and die more thoroughly.

Yu Heng really frowned: "Then why do you have an appetite again now?"

"Maybe because I saw you," He Yanzhi lowered his eyes, "Did Xu Zhou and the others call you?"

Yu Heng directly returned the phone to him, and motioned him to see how many missed calls he had: "I have already notified them, just give me a rest honestly, don't worry about the rest."

He Yanzhi obediently said: "Okay."

Mr. Yan's cooperative attitude surprised Yu Heng. He sat by the side and waited for the other party to finish eating, packed away the things, and then grabbed his wrist: "Tell me honestly, what happened during this time, why did you do it? Is it like this? The director forced you to shoot difficult action scenes?"

"No, don't think too much about it," He Yanzhi quickly explained, "Maybe it's because I'm not used to the climate there. It's been raining a lot in the past two months, and it's too humid, so I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Why don't you go to the hospital if you don't feel well?"

He Yanzhi had no words to defend, so he had no choice but to confess: "I don't have an AC number for myself. I thought I could persevere, but I didn't take it to heart. It was too late when I found out."

Yu Heng: "..."

If He Yanzhi was sophistry, the little bodyguard would have a lot of reasons to say, but now he admits his mistakes so readily, it blocked him from speaking.

Yu Heng was silent for half a minute, then sighed: "When did you apply the plaster?"

"The day before yesterday."

"Turn around, I'll expose it for you." Yu Heng said and stretched out his hand, "The skin is like this, and it's still sticking. You don't want your skin anymore?"

He Yanzhi was nervous for a while: "Take it easy, take it easy."

"...I haven't taken it off yet," Yu Heng picked up the plaster a little bit, and felt the back of the other party tense, "Does it hurt?"

He Yanzhi shook his head: "It's okay, just expose it, you won't die."

Yu Heng: "..."

What is this called.

He really couldn't bear to tear it up, so he went to the bathroom and threw a hot towel, covered the plaster with moisture, and carefully peeled it off.

And asked: "Is it useful to post this thing?"

"It's better than no stickers," He Yanzhi sighed, "at least it can relieve pain."

Yu Heng's heart was complicated: "When did it start to hurt?"

"A month ago."

"So you kept it from me for a month, and you also kept it from your assistants?"

"……Um."

"You really deserve to be an 'actor'," Yu Heng gritted his teeth, "I have to say, you succeeded."

This is clearly a mockery, not a compliment.

He Yanzhi didn't dare to answer.

"Okay, I think you understand it in your heart, so you can take care of it at home." Yu Heng said, gently pinching the other person's shoulder.

He Yanzhi immediately yelled: "It hurts, it hurts! Don't pinch, I can do anything, please don't pinch!"

Seeing his reaction, Yu Heng probably knew it: "You are really not afraid of ruining yourself—I can't save you if you do it like this. It just so happens that my dad knows an old Chinese medicine doctor, so come and follow him to find him."

When He Yanzhi heard that he was looking for a doctor, his expression changed instantly, and his voice trembled: "I have something to say, can we not go to see a doctor?"