Chapter 164 Birthday Gift

In the few days after being discharged from the hospital, Luo Qinglin received countless calls of condolences.

Not only Jiang Su, Jiang Linxu, and Xuan Chu called to express their condolences, but also Qiao Lianghui, who was out of touch with the Internet.

Since returning home, Old Man Qiao has been checking the news online every day, vowing to get information about Luo Qinglin and that vixen.

After seeing the announcement that Luo Qinglin was hospitalized, Qiao Lianghui hurriedly called him, but no one answered. He had no choice but to call Jiang Yanyu to question him, but he got a perfunctory reply and the call was hung up. He could not get through when he called again.

After seeing the news that Luo Qinglin was discharged from the hospital, Qiao Lianghui called him again.

"I told you he was dangerous and not a good person, but you still didn't believe me!"

"Uh-huh."

"If you really like boys, I can introduce you to one. The youngest son of the Liang family is good. He is well-behaved and works hard. He will be promoted to superintendent next year."

"Hmmmm."

"Luo Qinglin, are you listening to me?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm going to work now. Goodbye Uncle Joe!"

"Just try to hang up the phone if you dare! Luo Qinglin! Luo Qing..."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief. He saw Qiao Lianghui calling him a few more times, and only gave up when he saw that he really didn't answer.

The vixen is so beautiful, why does she dislike Jiang Yanyu?

But...what would happen if Old Man Qiao knew that Qiao Li was gay?

Thinking of this, the cell phone seemed to ring as if it sensed something.

Luo Qinglin looked up at the screen and found that the caller was Qiao Li.

Luo Qinglin didn't answer the call, so he turned his phone to silent mode and waited for the call to automatically hang up.

"Why don't you answer his call?" Jiang Yanyu walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a half-scarf, wiped her hair with a towel, walked to the bed, and looked at the caller's name on the screen.

Luo Qinglin coughed lightly and explained: "He and I have nothing to say. It's useless to answer the call. It will be awkward."

Jiang Yanyu raised an eyebrow, sat down on the bed skillfully, handed the towel to Luo Qinglin, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You are always popular. Everyone likes you."

Picking up the towel, Luo Qinglin half-knelt and wiped the dripping hair from behind Jiang Yanyu.

"Then I told you to change your current personality and avoid misunderstandings, but you disagreed..." Luo Qinglin whispered.

"Why should we change it?" Jiang Yanyu snorted coldly, "Those people misunderstood, that's their own fault, what does it have to do with you? You are not allowed to change it!"

"Yes, yes," Luo Qinglin didn't want to argue with him on this topic and asked, "Where are we going later?"

Luo Qinglin doesn't celebrate his birthday. For many years, he has let this day pass peacefully, just treating it as an ordinary day. However, Jiang Yanyu made a big fuss and said that she would give him a surprise.

"It's a secret." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile on his face.

Early winter had arrived, and the garden was bare. For surveillance purposes, there are no sunflowers in the lawn, and no other flowers have been transplanted. There is a sense of desolation and sadness.

Winter is so annoying...

When he walked out the door, cold air rushed into his nose. Luo Qinglin hid his face in his scarf and once again complained about winter in his heart.

Before the renovation, our home in Shanghai was very beautiful, with warm sunflowers and flower arrangements everywhere. Now that it has been reinstalled, the style has changed drastically. Even if the heating is on, people still feel cold inside.

Forget it, he would stay in Shanghai for another week. After the show was over, he could return to the familiar duplex in Beijing.

Then when we return...

Does he have to move into Jiang Yanyu's room?

Thinking of this, Luo Qinglin turned his head to look at Jiang Yanyu, and was immediately caught by his gaze.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Jiang Yanyu was wearing a neat suit today and walked straight and upright. He looked much more serious than when he wore a trench coat or high fashion. He had an attractive calmness.

Taking his eyes off Jiang Yanyu's broad shoulders and narrow waist, Luo Qinglin coughed lightly and asked, "I, I'm thinking about returning to the capital."

"You want to go back?" Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "The winter in the capital is so cold, what are you going to do?"

"Not going back? Then where are we going?" Luo Qinglin asked.

Jiang Yanyu didn't answer immediately. He hesitated and thought for a moment, then said, "Pochuan Island, or Qianyu Island? Anyway, we have to go to a warm place to get your body back in shape first."

Isn't this just a vacation to an island? !

Then what about his and Jiang Yanyu’s work?

Although he knew he would be criticized, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but ask, "Then...what about my job? Editor-in-Chief Xin contacted me and asked me to help shoot another double cover for FILLE."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu stretched out his hand and flicked Luo Qinglin on the forehead.

The force was very light, just a flirting tactic, but Luo Qinglin pretended to be in pain, covering his forehead with his hands and pretending to be aggrieved.

Luo Qinglin pretended to sob and sobbed softly, "Wuwuwu, my brother wants to take me to a strange place and not allow me to work. Wuwuwu, you bully me!"

"Don't pretend. If you continue, I will make you cry for real tonight."

Through the thick cotton jacket, Jiang Yanyu slapped Mi Tao on the face, gave a slight warning, then put his arm around Luo Qinglin's shoulder, walked out of the gate and to the side of the road.

It was a rare day that they didn't take a car to travel, and Jiang Yanyu said that he wanted to take a walk and breathe some fresh air.

The wind was strong outside, blowing the hood of Luo Qinglin's cotton-padded jacket off. His hair fluttered in the wind, and the cold air pierced his scalp, making him hiss.

Jiang Yanyu quickly put his cotton-padded jacket hat back on, tightened the strings on both sides of the hat to secure it, and tied a bow under his neck.

The bow was a little tight and uncomfortable. Luo Qinglin couldn't help struggling, twisting his neck up and down, trying to reach into his pocket and loosen the knot.

"Don't put your hands out."

Jiang Yanyu reminded him and loosened the bow himself before giving up and walking forward again, holding Luo Qinglin's arm.

Today's cotton-padded jacket is not light pink, but white. Afraid that Luo Qinglin would feel cold, Jiang Yanyu also asked him to wear cotton pants and snow boots, wrapping him up warmly.

Although the temperature in Shanghai is low in winter, the locals don't wrap themselves up like dumplings in late autumn and early winter.

So when Luo Qinglin walked on the street, he was very eye-catching. Passersby would turn around and take a few more glances at him when they saw his outfit that covered his face.

After walking for a while, Jiang Yanyu promised: "I will arrange time for you to work, but the premise is that you have to learn to be moderate. You can't get red eyes when shooting, and you can't skip meals and rest."

"Of course I will exercise moderation. I pay great attention to my health now!" Luo Qinglin assured.

Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu lowered his head, his face full of disbelief. He stared at Luo Qinglin coldly without saying a word, which made him feel guilty.

Luo Qinglin quickly changed his words and humbly admitted his mistake, "I couldn't get up this morning, I stayed in bed and acted like a spoiled child, and breakfast was half an hour late. I was wrong, I didn't keep my word, I'm a big liar."

Jiang Yanyu snorted coldly and continued, "Of course you can take the job. But in the next few months, the shooting location can only be on the island, not in cold places. Also, I will be watching you for the first few jobs to see if you have a good rest and eat well."

"I know!" Luo Qinglin agreed obediently and asked curiously, "Then... do I have many filming invitations now? Which artists have invited me to go?"

"Last week, agents started sending me invitations one after another. After the third episode of bungee jumping was aired, the number of invitations suddenly skyrocketed. I will screen these invitations first, and then you can choose the artist you want to shoot from them."

Select Artists...

Luo Qinglin inexplicably had the illusion that he was the boss of an entertainment company.

"Why is there such a sudden increase?" Luo Qinglin asked.

"Those managers are afraid that their artists will not perform well and offend photographers, brands and magazines, so of course they will try to invite you to teach and take photos. Who doesn't know that you have a good temper now?"

At this point, Jiang Yanyu grumbled again, "It's because of my good temper that I attract so many romantic interests."

"Then I should change it?"

"No changes allowed!"

Luo Qinglin chuckled twice, chatted with Jiang Yanyu casually, and occasionally acted coquettishly.

The journey was not far. In less than half an hour, the two arrived at their destination and walked to the door of a private hospital.

This hospital does not look like a traditional hospital, but rather like a Western-style house built in the 1930s.

The hospital gate is small and surrounded by an iron fence. There is no plaque or stone slab in front of the hospital. There is only a metal plate with the words "Hanting Private Hospital" hanging under the doorbell.

Jiang Yanyu pressed his index finger on the fingerprint lock, and the door quickly moved inward and opened automatically to welcome the guests.

"What are we doing in the hospital?" Luo Qinglin walked into the room suspiciously and asked, "Do I need a physical examination?"

In the past few days, except for the normal reaction when getting up in the morning, the reaction occurred at most twice at other times. Dr. Jiang sent a message saying that it was okay and not to worry about it, as it was a normal phenomenon.

"No, I have a gift for you." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile.

What gifts should I bring to the hospital?

Luo Qinglin looked around. Although the door of Hanting Hospital is small, the interior is spacious. As you enter the door, you will see a lush green meadow, full of vitality and growing out of season.

The grass was sparsely populated, with only three or four precious patients walking around, accompanied by their family members and nurses, talking and laughing.

"You'll know after you go in." Jiang Yanyu said mysteriously.

The hospital's villa looks small from the outside, but appears large when you get closer. Jiang Yanyu crossed the green belt, took Luo Qinglin around to the side of the villa, and entered through a small door.

"Have you been here? It looks so familiar..." Luo Qinglin said.

"I was here last week."

"What are you doing here?" Luo Qinglin asked in surprise.

He was still hospitalized in a public hospital last week. Why did Jiang Yanyu run to a private hospital dozens of kilometers away?

Turning around the winding corridor and reaching his destination, Jiang Yanyu pushed open the door of a consultation room and replied, "I'm here to have surgery and embed a chip."

What to embed? chip?

Before Luo Qinglin could say anything, the doctor in the consultation room stood up and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Jiang, you finally brought your sister-in-law here!"

Han Tingyun walked forward and enthusiastically extended his hand to shake hands with Luo Qinglin.

Unable to refuse the kindness, Luo Qinglin smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand from his cotton jacket and shook his hand back.

The doctor's badge was placed in front of the white coat. After Luo Qinglin saw the words clearly, he took the initiative to greet him, "Hello, Doctor Han."

"Sister-in-law, hello, hello. You don't have to call me Doctor Han, just call me Xiaohan."

Contrary to the meaning of his name, Han Tingyun is not a deep person. Instead, he is exaggeratedly passionate. His facial features move around when he speaks, and his eyebrows rise every time three words come out of his mouth.

"Okay, demonstrate it to him quickly. He has been in poor health recently and is eager to go back and rest." Jiang Yanyu said impatiently.

"Okay, okay," Han Tingyun quickly retreated to the desk, took out an electronic watch from the drawer, and said to Luo Qinglin, "Sister-in-law, please give me your phone for a few minutes. I will help you bind it."

Luo Qinglin didn't understand the situation, so he walked forward hesitantly, handed the phone to Han Tingyun, and stood aside to watch.

Han Tingyun was very skilled and directly opened Luo Qinglin's positioning app.

Having been with Jiang Yanyu these past few days, Luo Qinglin had never opened the app, and didn't even know that the interface had been greatly changed, completely different from the previous cute and exquisite UI.

Han Tingyun connected the electronic watch to the app, and soon the screen of the electronic watch lit up, displaying the same page as in the app.

The original small positioning icons of glasses and rings have all disappeared, leaving only a fox-shaped golden line pattern on the page.

"Sister-in-law, if you click here, you can see Brother Jiang's vital signs and determine whether he is safe or not. Click here again and you can retrieve everything he said throughout the day. You can listen to any time period you want."

For the purpose of demonstration, Han Tingyun randomly adjusted the time and set it to thirty minutes ago, and the phone automatically started playing.

"You are always popular. Everyone likes you."

“Why should we change it?”

"secret."

A familiar voice came from the loudspeaker, and the conversation from half an hour ago was exactly the same. Luo Qinglin was so surprised that he raised his head and looked at the person who was speaking.

Jiang Yanyu stood in front of the window, a faint smile on her lips, staring at Luo Qinglin intently.

The amber pupils were shining in the light, like a bottomless and beautiful whirlpool, tempting the people standing on the shore to jump in, fall and sink.

For the next ten minutes, Luo Qinglin didn't listen to Han Tingyun's passionate demonstration of the functions, and his mind was full of random thoughts.

"Sister-in-law, do you have any questions? I can answer them for you." Han Tingyun said eagerly.

"He," Luo Qinglin asked in a daze, "does he have a chip embedded in his body now? Did he have surgery last week?"

"Hmm..." Han Tingyun blinked in confusion and replied, "That's right, Brother Jiang didn't tell you?"

Luo Qinglin pursed his lips, steadied his voice and asked, "Will installing this chip have a negative effect on the human body or cause sequelae?"

"This...current experiments show that there is a 95% chance of not happening. For experimenters who experience negative effects, the discomfort will disappear after the chip is removed, and there will be no sequelae." Han Tingyun answered cautiously.

"Okay, are we going to do the implantation surgery right here?" Luo Qinglin asked in a serious tone.

Han Tingyun was not sure what the couple meant. Why did one of them seem angry and the other one was silent, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Yes, yes." Han Tingyun spoke in a lower and lower voice, stuttering.

Luo Qinglin's face darkened completely. He stared at Jiang Yanyu and said angrily, "Then I will have surgery too, today, right now, immediately!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu's smile widened even further, like a hunter who had achieved his goal and was extremely happy even when being bullied.

"Okay," Jiang Yanyu said with half-closed eyes, "Do it right away, don't delay for a minute."

The author has something to say:

Luo Qinglin: Why didn’t you tell me that you were going to have surgery? (angry)

Jiang Yanyu: Hehe, I knew my wife loves me.

Author: The storyline belongs only to the novel, please do not bring it into reality.