The nurse stood up, Xie Xiaoyu and Yu Qiu looked at the papers that kept spitting out, a little stunned.

"You...... It's a bit too much to print......" Xie Xiaoyu said.

Yu Qiu was embarrassed, but now he was embarrassed more than that.

What he was embarrassed about was the name of Fei Ye's book: "Back to the Past to Be a Male God".

Are you so wild in your heart?

However, Xie Xiaoyu had already found out.

She leaned over to the screen and looked at it, then her eyes widened, "You still write novels?"

“…… Oh, yes. Yu Qiu opened the document and started printing 2 copies directly, and then looked at the content to know what kind of contract it was.

His heart was galloping.

What kind of old monster are you, Fei Ye!

Xie Xiaoyu was curious: "You are a novel contract? Yu Qiu, it's amazing! I'll see what the book you wrote is called." ”

"Don't look at it...... Trade secrets ......" Yu Qiu tried to get through.

"I'll just look at the name, not your terms. Xie Xiaoyu saw a living writer of the same age for the first time, and he was so curious that he even began to sell cuteness and his eyes widened.

Yu Qiu couldn't cry or laugh, this is the person who injects herself every day, is it okay to offend her?

So he could only tilt his head and let Xie Xiaoyu's head come over.

Real name: Yu Qiu.

Pseudonym: Must be fired.

Gender: Male.

Agreement work: "Back to the Past to Be a Male God......

Yu Qiu blocked the screen: "It's okay, it's okay!"

Xie Xiaoyu was not old after all, so he reacted: "Online novels?"

Yu Qiu was very ashamed, the main writer's real name was him, and the title of the book was seen by the girl.

However, for now, he could only get by, so he nodded helplessly.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" Xie Xiaoyu thought it was funny, "I also read novels on the Internet." ”

"What's that...... There is too much paper used, I'll pay some money......" Yu Qiu tried to change the subject.

Xie Xiaoyu pursed his lips: "As for it...... Let's talk about your novels. When did you start writing novels? Do you have any old books?"

When Yu Qiu was in college, he also read online novels, so he didn't know anything about it.

However, as the author of a book with a title like "Back to the Past to Be a Male God", he chatted with the female nurse who injected himself every day about this novel, and he had not yet turned this psychological bend.

Fortunately, the call from the hospital bed saved him.

Xie Xiaoyu was called away, Yu Qiu picked up all the printed paper, deleted the files on the desktop, emptied it from the recycle bin, and then exited QQ before escaping back to his ward.

He made a phone call to Fei Ye: "...... How do you fill it in?"

Fei Ye immediately instructed him to fill in the content and sign the words one by one over there.

"By the way, I also need to prepare two copies of my ID card and send them along with this. Fei Ye asked him to confirm that all the things that needed to be filled in before he said this.

"I see. Yu Qiu paused for a moment before asking, "Fei Ye...... Can this make money?"

On the other end of the phone, Fei Ye didn't answer immediately, and said after a while: "I believe that I can make money, and this is also the way I don't depend on anyone else, I just need to have an identity and a computer to make money." ”

Yu Qiu understands a little, Fei Ye...... Always think about self-reliance and self-improvement first.

Back in time...... Yu Qiu suddenly felt that this book should be taken a good look at.

In the book, there may be some regrets in the life of the non-master.

Then Yu Qiu suddenly felt a shock in his heart: go back to the past...... Back in time......

He began to think crankily, but he didn't know how to ask about the topic on the phone, perhaps...... Need the right time?

At this time, he heard Fei Ye say: "I have read novels for decades, and the routine is clear. If you want to try it, you can ask me when you are discharged from the hospital. ”

In the tone, he purely regarded this as a tool to make money.

Yu Qiu felt that he might have thought too much, so he hung up the phone after chatting casually.

He looked down at the contract in his hand, smiled after a while, and picked up his phone to dial again.

"Hey, hello, I'm the person who sent the contract just now from Jiangcheng Central Hospital, I'm ...... Send another contract...... Okay, sorry for the ......."

From this day on, Xie Xiaoyu came over from time to time.

So Uncle Chen knew that Yu Qiu was still writing novels.

So Chen Yue also knew, and then He Fang also knew.

For the chapters that have been sent out in the book, everyone unanimously commented: Yu Qiu is actually a very sullen person. Otherwise, how can you write such a beautiful image of a love saint?

Of course, everyone also agrees: Yu Qiu is really powerful, the protagonist in the novel, his speech and demeanor, and his thinking and tactics are really capable.

In the end, everyone was unanimously puzzled: "Yu Qiu, you have been hospitalized for a few days, why are you still updating every day?"

Yu Qiu stiffened his head and smiled dryly: "The previous manuscripts ...... Previous Deposits...... Let the editor help send the ......"

On January 31, Yu Qiu's re-examination results finally made Song Weihong nod, and he was discharged from the hospital. The recovery situation is very good, and Song Weihong only suggested that he could take medicine again to consolidate it.

Yu Qiu looked at He Fang and said helplessly: "Don't be so exaggerated, you still ordered flowers?"

"You must be ordered! Now you are my boss, you take me to make money! I pat you on the back, I don't want to respond in my heart!" He Fang laughed and grinned.

Uncle Chen was a little reluctant: "When I am discharged from the hospital, I will go to my house for a meal and chat when I have time." ”

"I'll go often! I'll take him with me!" He Fang looked like he had forgotten the grandfather of the girl he wanted to do.

Xie Xiaoyu passed by the door with a plate, although he was in a hurry, he also smiled.

"Why haven't the flowers arrived yet!" He Fang was a little anxious, Yu Qiu was discharged from the hospital, so he could start filming quickly.

Listening to him call the flower shop and ask, I don't know why, Yu Qiu suddenly remembered the flower delivery girl who had met twice and was too beautiful to talk to.

There was a faint expectation in his heart: Could it be her?

"Wait, we're downstairs. After He Fang hung up the phone, he raised the newly bought second-hand camera around his neck, "I'll hold the flowers later, and leave you a souvenir." ”

"What is there to commemorate here......

"I have known you for so long, and the true colors you have been exposed for the past ten days are terrifying! Freelancer! Writer! I really don't know what else you have to hide your identity. He Fang's tone was sincere and sincerely admired.

Yu Qiu was under a lot of pressure from this body that he didn't deserve.

"Hello, the flowers have been delivered, who is He Fang?"

A bouquet of flowers appeared at the door, and Yu Qiu followed the prestige, and a trace of loss rose in his heart.

Not her.

"Come, come, stand in front of the hospital bed, hold the flowers, and stand in front of the hospital bed. Don't get in the way of that patient, Comrade Chen Jianguo, look at the camera and smile together! Come on, 1, 2, 3!"

Freeze the shot.

Yu Qiu had a bright smile on her face, as warm and optimistic as ever.

One day after meeting Feiye, Yu Qiu began to be hospitalized for 10 days.

These were the richest and most memorable 11 days of Yu Qiu's life.

After 11 days, Yu Qiu knew that the future would be better and more wonderful.