In the ward on the second floor of the Affiliated Hospital of Beihai University, the frolicking sound of Ye Tianchen and Xia Xingchen filled the entire ward, the boy had just finished eating the "delicious bit" lunch box brought by the girl, and was forcibly ordered by the girl to lie on the bed to rest, afraid of angering the girl again Ye Tianchen, so he had to listen to Xia Xingchen's arrangement and lie on the bed obediently, Xia Xingchen saw Ye Tianchen lying on the bed obediently, and gradually quieted down, as if he was falling asleep, so he stopped staying and got up to leave. The boy who pretended to be asleep waited until the girl left, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Ye Tianchen lay on his side on the hospital bed, looking at the sky outside the window, the waves in his heart were smoothed by the clear sky, away from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, the chaos of the world, this small ward, like another world, isolated Ye Tianchen from the world. At this moment, he is not the president of the Yuanchuang Society, he is not the president of the Secret Ritual Power Union, he is just Ye Tianchen at this moment, just himself.

Not only was he tired, but the medicine prescribed by the doctor had an effect, Ye Tianchen's eyelids began to heavily, and the picture displayed in front of his eyes began to blur and darken. The boy was in the hospital room, sleeping.

When Ye Tianchen woke up again, it was already late at night, the blinds of the window had not been pulled down, and the starry light outside the window shone into the house, which was not bright, and the room was still dim. Ye Tianchen did not rush to turn on the lights in the room, but looked at the starlight outside the window, unlike last night, there was no moon tonight, but the stars were exceptionally bright, and the young man had no sleep all night.

At five o'clock in the morning, the boy who watched the sun rise from the night seemed to be sleepy, and the boy stopped struggling with his eyelids and fell asleep again.

At eight o'clock in the morning of the same day, Xia Xingchen walked into Ye Tianchen's ward with the lunch box he made, and when he saw the sleeping teenager, he didn't bother too much, gently put the lunch on the table next to the bed, and turned to leave.

It was noon when the boy woke up, and when he saw the lunch box on the table, the boy smiled slightly, as if he had a new thought, the boy's smile was particularly hearty, and most of the haze in his heart had dissipated.

"Pong! Table tennis! Table tennis! ”

There was a crisp knock on the door, not loud, but audible clearly.

"Please come in." Ye Tianchen, who was in a good mood, also had a very high tone.

"Mr. Ye, it's time, it's time for you to get an infusion." The nurse girl walked in with a medical cart.

After speaking, the nurse girl skillfully operated the equipment in her hand, hung the prepared infusion bottle on the shelf, adjusted the flow regulator, and discharged the excess air in the infusion tube. The nurse girl tightened Ye Qianchen's arm with a bandage, punctured the skin with a needle, skillfully pushed the needle into Ye Tianchen's veins, loosened the flow regulator of the strap and the closed valve, and pasted tape on the needle site. Ye Tianchen couldn't help but think about how many times it would take to temper to have such a degree, and how many people would have to be brutally murdered to cultivate medical staff with smooth movements and no dragging mud and water, thinking of this, Ye Tianchen couldn't help but shudder slightly.

"Huh? What's wrong? Is there anything uncomfortable? As if sensing Ye Qianchen's subtle movements, the nurse girl looked at Ye Qianchen.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a little cold." Ye Tianchen looked at the nurse girl with some embarrassment.

"No fever, there should be no problem, you pay more attention to rest yourself, and I'll come back when the infusion is over."

After hearing Ye Qianchen's words, the nurse girl put the back of her hand on Ye Qianchen's forehead, and then on her own forehead, trying to feel the slight difference in temperature on the forehead between the two.

When Xia Xingchen came to the juvenile ward again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon that day, Xia Xingchen pushed open the door of the ward, and what he saw was not the familiar figure of the young man, but the beautiful nurse girl, who was cleaning up Ye Tianchen's hospital bed at this time, replacing the scattered bedding with new sheets, and then folding it.

Xia Xingchen, who still had some hostility towards the nurse girl, still hid his little emotions well and asked the nurse girl.

"Miss nurse, may I ask, where did Ye Tianchen, who still lived here in the morning, go?"

"Oh, you mean Mr. Ye, he went to the hospital after the infusion at noon." The nurse girl saw that it was Xia Xingchen and greeted her with a smile.

"How long have you been gone?" Xia Xingchen asked again.

"Hmm...... About an hour ago, I saw that he was in a hurry, and he didn't take a lot of things with him, and said that someone would come to pick them up. Well, Mr. Ye's things are on that table, you are his friend, then these things will be handed over to you. The nurse pointed to the table in the corner of the ward, on which was a duffel bag, which was deflated and did not seem to have much to offer.

"Okay, thanks." Xia Xingchen nodded, smiled, and then left the ward with Ye Tianchen's duffel bag.

Walking out of the door of the inpatient department, Xia Xingchen called Ye Tianchen, but no one answered as expected, the girl's anger seemed to be a little uncontrollable, she stomped her feet, and then carried a duffel bag that didn't seem to be heavy in her hand and left the hospital quickly.

At this time, Ye Tianchen was lying on the bed at home, and the stereo was playing rock music, because the sound was very loud, it was completely covered, and the ringtone of Xia Xingchen's call just now, the screen of the mobile phone on the desktop lit up, and then went off.

The young man closed his eyes, and the drums of the percussion instruments struck Ye Tianchen's heart again and again, carefully feeling the spiritual shock brought by the music, and the young man who was intoxicated by the music seemed to have thought of something. Ye Tianchen sat up suddenly, turned off the slightly noisy stereo compared to this time, picked up his mobile phone, ignored the missed call that Xia Xingchen had just made, and used his mobile phone to make a call.

"Hey~ Is it Mr. Jiang?"

"It's me, you're ~~~"

"Ye Tianchen."

"May I ask Mr. Ye, ...... you?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you have time now, I have something to ask you for."

"Okay, I'll be there later."

After a simple call, Ye Tianchen hurriedly packed up his clothes, left home, and rushed to the office building of Taigong Pictures.

Two hours later, Ye Tianchen rushed to the downstairs of the office building of Taigong Pictures, and took the elevator to the door of the floor where Taigong Pictures was located.

Under the leadership of Jiang Shang, the person in charge, Ye Tianchen went all the way unimpeded and came directly to the conference room of Taigong Pictures. Pushing open the door of the conference room, unlike last time, there was no one else in the conference room at this time, thinking that other people should be busy with the task at hand, Ye Tianchen didn't ask too much. On the contrary, Ye Qianchen also prefers the current way of getting along, too many people feel uncomfortable and relatively constrained.

There were only Ye Qianchen and Jiang Shang in the conference room, and the two sat down together, and then Ye Qianchen turned on his mobile phone and used the mobile phone broadcaster to play a rock music. Jiang Shang was listening carefully, every detail of the song, from the percussion instruments to the strings, to the singer's interpretation, the slightly delicate voice, began to roar at the chorus, just like the lyrics, the fight of the trapped beast.

When Jiang Shang listened to this song "The Battle of the Trapped Beasts", Ye Tianchen said his thoughts carefully to Jiang Shang, who was thoughtful, but nodded slowly.

"Don't worry, in terms of remuneration, I'll ask Miss Xia to draw up another contract and send it back." Ye Tianchen looked at Jiang Shang and was still a little hesitant.

"That...... Mr. Ye, the concept film we watched that day, we made you... What do you think? Jiang Shang didn't seem to care about the extra business on the spot.

"I'm sorry, it happened suddenly, I haven't had time to tell you, I'm very satisfied with the concept film, especially the last one, you can do all the work according to your pace, and the final finished product can be sent to Miss Xia, I may be very 'busy' during this time, you know."

"Okay, then we will speed up the work progress, make the promotional video and MV as soon as possible, and send it to Miss Xia, as for the finished film, it should take some time." Jiang Shang seemed to be a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, you don't have to be in a hurry for the final film, after all, I still have plans, when those plans are completed, the finished film will come out, you can do it with confidence, don't worry about the funding, you can contact Xingchen, if the funding gap is very large, you might as well stop for a while, you can take a break, and it will be over soon." Ye Tianchen eliminated Jiang Shang's concerns and turned to leave.

Ye Tianchen left the building of Taigong Pictures, and when he returned home, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and the young man suddenly thought of something, and he looked through his mobile phone only to find that there were more than a dozen unread messages on his mobile phone. And these unread messages are all from one person, that girl - Xia Xingchen.

Maybe the teenager was a little apologetic, and replied with a message on the slight dialog box on his phone: It's home, good night.

On the other end of the phone, the girl's mobile phone screen lit up, but the girl who was holding the mobile phone in her hand did not see it, the girl was already lying on the bed and asleep, perhaps, after several days of hard work, the girl no longer had the energy to wait for Ye Tianchen's reply.

didn't wait for Xia Xingchen's reply, Ye Tianchen's expression also looked a little disappointed, maybe the girl was really angry, right?

After a simple clean-up and washing, Ye Tianchen also lay on the bed, ready to sleep. Perhaps it was the young man's inner thoughts that made him a little excited, Ye Qianchen hoped that it was already daytime, so that he could directly implement his next plan and prepare for the next capital injection. It was another sleepless night, and the boy did not fall asleep until early in the morning.