"No, why am I unhappy?"
Hearing Fangfang's sudden question, Lin Yao glanced at Fang Xiaole in panic and shook her head quickly.
I'm not unhappy because he didn't carry me on his back. I can't be that crazy!
At this time, the two musicians found by the recording studio owner also arrived. They used to be in a little-known band, but later they got married and gradually faded out of the music scene, treating music as a hobby.
However, these two musicians have good skills. After practicing with Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole for an afternoon, they can basically play the complete melody of "The Roof".
Around six o'clock in the evening, the two musicians went home for dinner and agreed to come back to practice for two hours after dinner.
Lin Yao, Fang Xiaole and Fang Fang were eating in the recording studio.
Before dinner, Xiaole went out again and bought a bowl of pork bone and beef offal soup for Lin Yao from a nearby store that specializes in bone soup.
"This soup is very nourishing and will help your feet recover."
Fang Xiaole wiped the sweat from his head, put the bag of pork bone soup on the table, unbuttoned his pocket, opened the lid of the plastic box, took out the prepared soup spoon and plastic bowl, served a bowl to Lin Yao, and placed it in front of her.
"Thanks......"
Lin Yao held up the small bowl of soup with both hands. Although the texture of this disposable plastic bowl was very poor, she felt that it was the most exquisite bowl she had ever seen in her life.
She held the small bowl to her mouth, pouted her rosy lips, and blew gently on the still hot soup. A burst of hot air was blown onto the surface of the pork bone soup, and the smoke curled up, setting off her jade-like face, made her look like a fairy.
The next second, the fairy raised her white neck, held the soup bowl at an angle, and gulped down the soup in the bowl.
Putting down the bowl, she saw Fang Xiaole looking at her. She suddenly felt that her eating manners were too rude and said in a low voice embarrassedly, "I, I'm a little hungry."
"Eat more if you're hungry." Fang Xiaole couldn't help but smile and served her another bowl.
Seeing some soup stains on the corner of Lin Yao's mouth, he pulled out a tissue and handed it to her.
"Thanks."
Lin Yao also realized that her image at the moment was "indecent". Her face turned red. Just as she was about to take the tissue, Fangfang next to her also pulled a piece of paper over:
"Sister Yao, here."
Lin Yao paused and turned to look at Fangfang. She saw a slightly angry expression on the girl's face, as if to say, "Usually I'm the one who passes you the tissue!"
Fang Xiaole felt a little embarrassed, thinking that he had indeed carried himself too much. She was a female artist, so he should have kept his distance.
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he felt his index finger lightly touched by a piece of soft skin, and the tissue in his hand had been taken away by Lin Yao.
Sister Yao actually took a man’s tissue without using mine?
Woo woo woo, Sister Yao doesn’t like me anymore?
Fangfang widened her eyes and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
Unexpectedly, after Lin Yao took the tissue from Fang Xiaole, she also took the tissue from Fangfang's hand with her other hand and smiled at her gently: "Thank you, Fangfang."
"snort."
Fangfang turned her head away and filled herself with a bowl of pork bone soup. She drank it all in one gulp with a huff, feeling extremely satisfied.
Hee, Sister Yao still likes me the most.
After the three of them finished their meal, the two musicians returned to the recording studio, and the four of them practiced for another two hours. Finally, Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole played and sang the melody together several times, and the effect was pretty good.
We will record the demo tomorrow afternoon, so we still have time to practice in the morning. Lin Yao also has to go to the hospital, so we will finish practicing around nine o'clock in the evening.
Fang Xiaole and Fangfang "escorted" the reluctant Lin Yao to the hospital.
"Sister Yao is most afraid of injections and infusions, so she doesn't want to come to the hospital."
The nanny car stopped at the hospital entrance. Lin Yao, who was always gentle and docile, rarely acted reluctant to get out of the car. In the end, Fang Xiaole helped Fangfang to forcibly carry her out of the car, and then buckled her into a wheelchair and pushed her into the hospital.
Seeing that Lin Yao became very nervous as soon as she entered the hospital, Fang Xiaole couldn't help feeling a little strange. At this time, Fangfang whispered in his ear the reason why Lin Yao was nervous.
Fang Xiaole couldn't help laughing. He looked down at Lin Yao who was clenching her hands and looking around, and wondered why she was like a little child.
Fangfang went to register. Fang Xiaole squatted in front of the wheelchair and said gently:
"It's okay, it's just a foot injury, I shouldn't need an injection."
"Oh..." Lin Yao's face turned pale, but she nodded obediently.
"When did you sprain your ankle? Why are you only coming to the hospital now? Don't you want your foot anymore?"
Twenty minutes later, in the outpatient clinic, the doctor looked at Lin Yao seriously, obviously dissatisfied with her for delaying her treatment.
"Doctor, is it serious?"
Fang Xiaole and Fangfang looked at each other, both of them were shocked, and Fangfang asked quickly.
"It's so swollen, of course it's serious! Let's take an X-ray first to see if the bones are okay. It's best to stay in the hospital for observation tonight."
"Ah? I need to be hospitalized?" Lin Yao was stunned, then asked nervously, "Doctor, I don't need an injection, right?"
"You don't need an injection for ankle swelling caused by a sprain," the doctor replied.
Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard the doctor add, "However, you have symptoms of fever and tonsillitis, which require intravenous treatment."
"Ah? Sister Yao has a fever? Oh, it's really a bit hot, Sister Yao, why didn't you tell me! I shouldn't have let you practice the song for so long!"
Fangfang was stunned, then touched Lin Yao's forehead and started screaming.
"It's okay, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep." Lin Yao felt a little guilty and answered in a low voice with her head down.
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