Chapter Ninety-One: Overturning Again
Zhou Ziheng listened to her disapproving words, kept a cold face, and only put her down after arriving at the place, and first found a doctor to debride her.
After treatment, the doctor said that she still had to get an injection of tetanus, Wen Wan wanted to cry without tears, she thought she could escape this injection, but she still couldn't escape.
She looked at the needle in the nurse's hand, holding Zhou Ziheng's arm next to her and trembling.
Zhou Ziheng coaxed her: "Get an injection honestly, and buy whatever you want to eat later." ”
Wen Wan had to pitifully follow the nurse to get an injection, and at the moment when the needle fell, she still couldn't help crying, feeling that she might as well be an ancient.
Fortunately, there was still food to comfort me later, and after the injection, I took my temperature on the stool next to me.
It's more than 39 degrees, no wonder she fainted like this, the cold was not good in the first place, but she was drenched on the stage again, which directly aggravated her condition and began to have a fever.
In the end, Zhou Ziheng asked the doctor to prescribe medicine, and planned to take her home directly to find a family doctor to fight.
After all, this is a hospital, although it is a VIP, it is not good in case you encounter any paparazzi.
Zhou Ziheng decisively drove her home, his house is also a small villa, and it looks very expensive.
Wen Wan couldn't help but look at it carefully with envy, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, when will she be able to pay off the money? ?
Zhou Ziheng walked into the house with someone, and then said: "You can sleep in my room first, the other rooms have not been cleaned, and there is no way to live in it now." ”
Wen Wan wrapped the down jacket on her body tightly and followed him into the room, which was a simple black and white style, which was very in line with his personal style.
Wen Wan was uncomfortable and had no energy, so she fell asleep directly as soon as she got into bed.
When she woke up again, she didn't know how long it had been, she felt stiff all over, and subconsciously wanted to move, but her hand didn't know what was pressing down, and she couldn't move.
She looked down curiously - it was Zhou Ziheng holding her hand, lying on the side of the bed and falling asleep.
When I saw the infusion stand next to her, I realized that I was actually infusion, but she didn't realize it at all after falling asleep, and she didn't know when she pricked the needle, anyway, she didn't feel any pain at all.
"Jingle Bell~"
The sudden voice interrupted her thoughts, and Wen Wan hurriedly found the source of the sound - Zhou Ziheng's mobile phone.
She hurriedly used her other hand that did not infuse, took the mobile phone and quickly pressed the ringtone.
She thought it was someone else's call, but she didn't expect it to be an alarm clock, she accidentally poked her finger, and just clicked into the alarm clock setting.
She was stunned for a moment, from ten o'clock last night to eight o'clock now, an average of half an hour, an alarm clock was set.
She thought for a moment before she figured it out, and suddenly felt a little moved in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh, this big fool.
If the medicine is not changed, the needle will soon return blood.
He must have been worried that he would be too sleepy to sleep at night and would not be able to change her dressing in time, so he set so many alarm clocks to wake him up.
Looking at his quiet sleeping face, his narrow eyelashes are like a small fan, but now they are dark and green, Wen Wan can't help but feel a little distressed.
Reaching out and caressing his face, although he had looked at his face many times, he couldn't help but be amazed.
At this moment, his eyelashes began to tremble incessantly, and Wen Wan saw that he looked like he was about to wake up from his sleep, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, if he saw it, he would definitely treat himself as an idiot.
As soon as Zhou Ziheng opened his eyes and raised his head, Wen Wan met his eyes directly, and said with a smile: "Are you awake?" ”
He first glanced at his phone, then looked up at the medicine on it.
Seeing this, Wen Wan hurriedly explained: "Your alarm clock rang just now, I didn't call you because you slept soundly, and the medicine hasn't been finished anyway." ”
Zhou Ziheng rubbed his temples, trying to wake himself up as soon as possible, and after adjusting his state, he heard a "grunt" just as he was about to say something.
Wen Wan hurriedly patted her unhappy stomach, and smiled at him a little embarrassedly: "I'm hungry." ”
Zhou Ziheng smiled helplessly, then got up and straightened out his clothes, "I'm going to cook, do you have anything special to eat?" ”
Hearing the word cooking, she widened her eyes in surprise, and then exclaimed, "You can also cook?" ”
Originally, she did have a lot of things she wanted to eat, but Zhou Ziheng cooked by herself, so she couldn't say a lot of embarrassing people, so she said thoughtfully: "I can do it, you can watch and do it." ”
"Ah, by the way, can I play with your phone?" She thought that she would definitely be bored by herself, and she didn't bring her mobile phone with her when she went out, so she asked politely.
Zhou Ziheng nodded and signaled that she could, and then looked at the eye medicine again to confirm that it could not be finished in a short period of time, and then walked out of the room.
She picked up her mobile phone like a stream, Zhou Ziheng's mobile phone did not set a password, she opened it directly and went in, she respected the privacy of others very much, and she didn't flip things around, she clicked on Weibo directly, and when she opened the hot search, she saw that almost all of the hot searches in a row were related to "Perfect Idol".
This can also fully show that the popularity of the show is really high, she took a closer look, and most of them were praising their perfect performance, especially her perfect somersault in the rain, which was about to be blown up by the rice bowls.
There is also a big event, that is, Ji Qianyi's fans have reconciled with her, since she saved Ji Qianyi that day, Ji Qianyi's fans have stopped scolding her, but have a quiet look with the rice bowls.
She couldn't help but sigh that fans in the entertainment industry actually have the ability to judge, and not all of them are as brain-dead as Lin Xinyu's fans.
In this peaceful Weibo, she was so happy that she was about to lose herself.
But the next Weibo immediately made her laugh angrily.
Yuyu: At the curtain call, none of the other members of the Maime Group wore shoes, so why did Wen Wan wear shoes alone? Is it so squeamish?
Wen Wan was suddenly full of question marks, ++, mdzz, this person is really a little wrong, right? Is the brain not normal? Can this be black?
She saw that the comments below were all for herself, which made her feel a lot more comfortable.
It's not sweet: If you have a brain disease, you will go to treat it, you really have no brain, and you are squeamish when you wear shoes? Why don't you scold your teammates when you're in charge?
Only then did she know that this was Lin Xinyu's fan, and sure enough, it was an idol with rice, and they were all the same with brain diseases.
Wen Wan Global Support Association: We have already contacted the program team, Wan Wan was scratched by a stone on the stage when she did a somersault that day, even so, she finished the performance without saying a word, saying that she was squeamish, why didn't you say that you were blind?
Later, a picture of her sticking a band-aid backstage was also attached, which should have been sent by the program team to the support club.
Wen Wan looked at the strength of the support club, it was really strong, but it was really like her, and she couldn't help but give another praise.
At this time, she suddenly remembered something, her body froze suddenly, and then she looked at the logged account with trembling hands.