Chapter 47 So She Also Hurt Her Back?

The next day, Lin Yao was still unable to leave the hospital after all. After another day of infusion, her fever subsided, and the inflammation of her tonsils also subsided, so the doctor agreed to discharge her.

He also told her not to move her feet, and to apply medicine to the bruises on her back every day.

At this time, the wheelchair that Fang Xiaole bought for her came into play. Under Mo Yan's supervision, Fangfang "pressed" Lin Yao to death on the wheelchair, pushing her all the way, like caring for a paralyzed patient.

Lin Yao felt very embarrassed, but fortunately she was wearing sunglasses and a mask, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

There was an episode when she was discharged from the hospital. The nurses, who had been depressed for two days, found her to sign autographs, take photos with her, and anxiously asked when her new album would be released.

Lin Yao was a little embarrassed, feeling that she was sorry for her fans, so she asked to record songs as soon as she was discharged from the hospital.

Mo Yan contacted the owner of the recording studio and made an appointment to go there in the morning, and Lin Yao also sent Fang Xiaole a WeChat message.

It just so happened that Li Wan notified that preparations for the recording of the third phase of the Super Challenge will start tonight, and one day is enough to record the demo, so Fang Xiaole readily agreed.

At around 9:30 in the morning, the two met again in the recording studio.

"You look much better. Is your throat better? How are your feet?"

As soon as Fang Xiaole met, she looked at Lin Yao's face with concern and asked her about her injuries.

"It's all good. It's all because the wheelchair you bought is too comfortable. I don't want to get up when I'm sitting."

Lin Yao replied with a smile, and leaned back mischievously, making Ge You paralyzed.

"Sister Yao, watch your back!"

Fang Fang quickly put her hands on Lin Yao's shoulders to prevent her back from hitting the back of the chair.

"What's wrong with your back?" Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao, then at Fangfang.

"It's nothing, let's start quickly, the two musician teachers are here."

Lin Yao's expression is calm, obviously the "performance" during this period has improved her acting skills a lot.

"By the way, this is the wife cake that I promised you."

Fang Xiaole handed the food box to Lin Yao.

"Wow, what a wife cake!" Lin Yao happily held the food box and looked up at Fang Xiaole, her dimples were like peach blossoms and her eyes were like stars.

"Thank you, I'm glad..."

"Hey, sister Yao, don't you dislike eating such dry pastries and biscuits?"

Before Lin Yao finished speaking, Fangfang looked at the box of wife cakes and suddenly asked strangely.

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao in astonishment, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

"No, I love to eat it recently." Lin Yao's ears were red, and she patted Fang Fang in a panic: "Hurry up and push me over, don't keep the musician teacher waiting for a long time."

"Oh." Fangfang felt aggrieved and touched her aching arm, and pushed Lin Yao over.

Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao's back and fell into deep thought.

"Assistant Fang is here? I'm really bothering you."

At this time, Mo Yan came in from the outside, still holding a bag in her hand, which contained several bottles of drinks. She politely thanked Fang Xiaole and handed him a bottle.

"Come on, drink some water, work hard."

"Thank you, Manager Mo, you are being polite."

Fang Xiaole also thanked her, and took the drink with both hands.

For some reason, with the appearance of Mo Yan, the atmosphere in the recording studio suddenly became very formal and work-like. Apart from talking about songs, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao stopped communicating.

Under the "supervision" of Mo's manager, the recording of the song went smoothly and was completed before noon.

After declining Mo Yan's obviously polite lunch invitation, Fang Xiaole stayed behind to help the two musicians and Fang Fang pack up the equipment in the recording studio, while Mo Yan pushed Lin Yao into the nanny's car first.

"Miss Liu, I want to ask one thing, is that okay?"

After packing up the instruments and recording equipment, bid farewell to the two musicians,

Fang Xiaole and Fang Fang walked out of the recording studio together.

"What do Assistant Fang want to ask?" Fang Fang looked sideways at him as she walked.

"During the recording that day, apart from spraining her ankle, did Lin Yao get injured anywhere else?"

Fang Xiaole asked in a low voice.

Fang Fang stopped abruptly, looked at Fang Xiaole with a complicated expression, turned her head to look, and said in a low voice:

"Sister Yao actually hurt her back very badly, with bruises all over her back. It happened when she hit the car door...Sister Yao didn't want me to tell you."

Fang Xiaole fell silent, looking at the nanny's car parked by the side of the road, but the doors and windows were closed, so she couldn't be seen inside.

"Thank you, then I'll go first, goodbye."

"Oh, Assistant Fang, walk slowly."

Watching Fang Xiaole leave, Fangfang also got into the nanny's car.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yan asked Fang Fang lightly, she saw Fang Fang and Fang Xiaole talking just now.

"It's okay, Assistant Fang asked when I can hear the demo of this song."

Fangfang smiled at Mo Yan, then looked at Lin Yao, her face was calm and her heart beat faster.

"Lin Yao tired? Go back and rest."

Mo Yan glanced at Lin Yao who was quietly looking out of the car window, said nothing more, and told the driver to drive.

"okay."

Lin Yao agreed softly, and reluctantly glanced at the standing figure again, turned around and sat down, with the corners of her mouth slightly pursed.

He seems to have been looking here, is he looking at me?

Fang Xiaole was indeed looking at Lin Yao.

Although the opaque dark window of the nanny's car separated the two of them, he couldn't see Lin Yao at all, but for some reason, he knew that Lin Yao was also looking at him at the moment.

Watching the nanny car slowly drive out of sight, Fang Xiaole looked back, but still did not move.

Lin Yao's back was also injured, and judging from Fangfang's words, her back injury was not serious.

It was also caused by hitting the car door after landing when he jumped up to pick up the pistol, right?

Fang Xiaole lowered his head and walked slowly to the bus stop across the road.

He suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and difficulty in breathing, so he leaned against the railing of the bus stop sign, lost in thought.

"Boy, are you all right?"

Seeing that his face was pale and his body seemed a little unstable, an old lady asked kindly.

"It's okay, thank you."

Fang Xiaole smiled and expressed his thanks.

"Young man, don't think about it, isn't it just broken love? Work hard to earn money. Today the girl looks down on you, and tomorrow you will make her unworthy!"

The aunt obviously saw the scene where Fang Xiaole and the three women came out just now, but they got into the car and left him, so she quickly made up a series about not bullying the young and the poor.

At this time, several buses came into the station in a row, and the kind-hearted aunt quickly got on one of the buses. Before getting on the bus, she encouraged Fang Xiaole: "Young man, come on!"

Fang Xiaole didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved at the aunt.

After several cars and people left at the bus stop, Fang Xiaole sat on a stool that had just been vacated.

After that, several buses came, some of which passed the rental house, but Fang Xiaole still sat on the stool without moving.

After a long time, he finally took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and found Lin Yao's WeChat.