Chapter 1986
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When they returned to the hotel, Ling Jiao went to take a hot shower. When she came out, Fu Shiqin was working on his laptop.
Seeing her come out, he asked casually.
"Do you want to eat something?"
Ling Jiao thought for a while. "I will order a salad. What about you?"
With that said, she took out her phone and was about to order takeout.
"Crayfish." Fu Shiqin said.
Ling Jiao ordered takeout on her phone. After waiting for more than half an hour, her salad and Fu Shiqin's crayfish arrived one after another.
But she was eating a plate of grass, while the person sitting opposite her was eating a plate of crayfish happily. It was a bit unfair.
Fu Shiqin peeled a crayfish and handed it over.
"Try one. It is very delicious."
Ling Jiao hesitated for a moment, then took a bite of the crayfish from his hand.
She was addicted to it with just one bite. She threw the half-eaten salad aside and snatched Fu Shiqin's crayfish.
Fu Shiqin, who always liked to eat alone, was particularly generous this time.
Not only did he give her the rest of the crayfish, he also considerately peeled the shells for her.
Ling Jiao did not regret it until she finished eating, wiping her hands.
"It is all your fault. I have been eating grass for the past few days for nothing."
Fu Shiqin laughed and got up to clean up the trash on the table.
Ling Jiao felt guilty about eating supper. She memorized the script for an hour before lying down to sleep.
Fu Shiqin did not get into his sleeping bag until he finished his work.
However, he was woken up by the coughing of the person in bed after only two hours.
He got up and turned on the light. He walked over to the bed and saw that the sleeping person's face was abnormally red.
He touched his forehead and sighed deeply. He had done so much preparation, but she still caught a cold.
He got dressed, took the car keys and went out to find a pharmacy. But it was already late at night and it was not easy to find a pharmacy that was open 24 hours.
He drove around for an hour before he found a pharmacy that was still open at night. He bought some fever medicine and cough medicine.
She went back to her room and boiled some water. Only when it was warm did she wake up Ling Jiao, who was still in a daze.
Ling Jiao was woken up by him. "What's wrong?"
"You have a fever. Take the medicine," Fu Shiqin said.
Ling Jiao coughed a few times, took the water and medicine, and muttered.
"Why are we rushing this time? What if we miss tomorrow's shoot …"
"You should worry about yourself now!" Fu Shiqin said, wringing the towel dry and covering her forehead, "Go to sleep."
Ling Jiao had been filming until midnight, and she had caught a cold. Ling Jiao did not refute him and fell asleep again.
Throughout the night, he could only vaguely feel that the towel on his forehead had been changed many times, but his body gradually relaxed.
When she woke up at noon, her fever was completely gone. But her throat was still a little uncomfortable and her stomach was starting to feel uncomfortable.
She sat up and saw Fu Shiqin sitting on a chair by the bed. He had fallen asleep with his head tilted against the chair. She felt quite sorry.
She thought for a while and poked him awake.
"Hey, I'm up. Go to bed and sleep."
Fu Shiqin almost couldn't believe his ears.
"Go to bed and sleep?"
Ling Jiao knew that he had misunderstood her when she saw his expression, so she got out of bed and said, "I'm up.
You can go to bed and sleep for a while. "
Fu Shiqin stretched himself. "Are you feeling better?"
"Thanks to you, I feel much better," Ling Jiao said and urged him, "Go to sleep. The dark circles under your eyes are as heavy as a panda's."
Having said that, she went into the bathroom to wash up.
After going in, she looked at herself in the mirror for a long time and finally said to herself.
"It's just practice. Don't think too much."
She was not a cold-hearted person. Faced with Fu Shiqin's careful care again and again, she could not remain indifferent.
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