"Recovered well," Cheng Boyan stood beside his bed, holding the film he had just filmed in his hand, "Appoint a nail for you in the afternoon."

"Do you get it for me?" Xiang Xi confirmed with him again.

"Yes," Cheng Boyan bent down and looked at him, "Are you still afraid?"

"A little bit," Xiang Xi smiled, "but you are not so afraid of what you take."

"No need to be afraid of anyone taking it," said Cheng Boyan.

"You won't be afraid of taking it, really." Xiang Xi rubbed his nose.

"I can't tell you are so brave," Cheng Boyan put his little finger in front of him and pinched his fingertips, "That's it."

"It's all big." Xiang Xi was so happy, patted his hand open, tearing the band-aid at the corner of his eyes, and pointed at his tears mole, "It's actually just that."

"You'll be later," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I'll come here at noon."

Xiang Xi originally wanted to bring the book to the hospital for recognizing words, but when he thought about it, he felt a little embarrassed to sit on the hospital bed and read "I accompany my mother to the supermarket", so he only brought a notebook and pen over.

I dictated the words I have learned in the past few days on the bed and wrote them down on the notebook over and over again.

The characters are still ugly, but after practicing for a few days, they are smaller in size and will not always occupy two or three lines of a character.

At about noon, Fang Yin called: "Did you not go to work today?"

"No, do you still have to film me at work?" Xiang Xi said lazily, "It's been filming for several days, but haven't been filmed yet?"

"I don't have any special feelings, I want to add two more pictures today," Fang Yin said, "Are you going to have a break today?"

"I'll take a leave if I don't have a rest," Xiang Xi said. "The steel nails on my leg are going to be removed and the surgery will be performed in the afternoon."

"Oh, that's it?" Fang Yin thought for a moment, "I'll go over and see you."

"Look, do you want to come here and take a few pictures?" Xiang Xi looked at the time and hesitated for a moment, "It's okay to come right now. You have to leave before the doctor comes at noon. I don't want people to know."

"Okay, I'll arrive soon." Fang Yin said.

After eating, Cheng Boyan went back to the office to finish the medical records at hand, and then went to the ward. On the way, he met a patient hiding by the window of the elevator, sitting in a wheelchair and smoking secretly.

"Uncle," Cheng Boyan went over and took down the cigarette he was holding and threw it into the trash can next to him, "How many times have you said!"

"Hey!" The uncle stretched out his hand to the trash can with great distress.

"Where is the cigarette box? Where did you get the cigarette?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"It's gone!" The uncle patted the wheelchair armrest, "I just hid this one and let you throw it away!"

"Give it a good throw." Cheng Boyan clapped and called the nurse who had just returned from washing dishes. "Don't let him smoke again, he was secretly smoking just now."

"You're really out of treatment!" The eldest sister went over and pushed the uncle and walked towards the ward.

"I want to see the scenery for a while!" the uncle shouted.

"Go to the ward to see," said the eldest sister, "you come out to smoke! You are still so elegant in the scenery! You don't pay attention to your health at all!"

Cheng Boyan smiled and walked towards the ward.

When passing the elevator, the door opened, and a man hurriedly ran out from inside, carrying a big black bag, and almost collided with Cheng Boyan.

"Sorry, sorry." The man apologized in a series of ways, then strode towards the ward.

"It's okay." Cheng Boyan looked at the man's bag and frowned.

It's a photography bag.

When Fang Yin ran into the ward, Xiang Xi was leaning on the bed and placing a notebook with his legs on his back. As soon as he looked up, he saw Fang Yin take out the camera from his bag.

"Oh." He sighed.

Fang Yin took two pictures at him: "Continue to write."

"Go away quickly." Xiang Xi lowered his head and drew on the notebook twice. Hearing Fang Yin pressed the shutter, he raised his head: "Stop work?"

"Can you eat?" Fang Yin put away his camera, "Why should I buy you something to eat?"

"No, I'm going to be on an empty stomach for eight hours, so I didn't eat breakfast." Xiang Xi said.

"Okay, take the nail and have a good rest," Fang Yin patted his shoulder, took out an envelope from his bag and put it on the tabletop. "The money I had been here a few days ago. I'll leave first, and I'll call you when I come to see you."

"Yes." Xiang Xi took the envelope and stuffed it into the bag he put aside.

Cheng Boyan stood at the door of the ward, watching Fang Yin come out of the inside and follow him.

Fang Yin walked to the elevator entrance, pressed the button, took out his cell phone and looked at the time.

"Mr. Fang." Cheng Boyan spoke behind him.

"Hmm?" Fang Yin turned his head, "You call me?"

"Fang Yin?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Yes," Fang Yin nodded, "You are..."

"Photos are not allowed in the ward," said Cheng Boyan.

"Ah," Fang Yin was stunned, "Sorry, I don't know this rule. I am... Xiao Zhan's friend, come and see him."

"Oh." Cheng Boyan smiled.

Fang Yin took out his business card and handed it over: "Please give me some advice."

Cheng Boyan took the business card and looked at it, put it in his pocket: "His surgery is very simple, don't worry."

"Okay." Fang Yin said, thinking about it and asking, "How did you know my name?"

"I have seen your work." Cheng Boyan said.

"Oh, that's it," Fang Yin laughed, "Your surname is yours?"

"Don't give your surname Cheng," Cheng Boyan pointed to the elevator door, "The elevator is here."

"Oh, okay," Fang Yin walked into the elevator, "If Dr. Cheng is interested, you can give me some advice."

"Yes." Cheng Boyan smiled and turned around and left.

When she returned to the ward, Xiang Xi was sitting on the bed, holding a notebook in her left hand and turning the pen in her right hand.

"You want to change careers and do acrobatics?" Cheng Boyan said.

"How is it!" Xiang Xi turned his hand and said proudly, "Isn't it amazing?"

"Awesome," said Cheng Boyan, "I can do it too."

"Impossible! You can do one," Xiang Xi immediately threw the notebook over, "Transfer it to me."

Cheng Boyan pushed the notebook with his index finger and turned it gently. The notebook began to rotate on the tip of the index finger. He pulled it with his hands twice, and the notebook quickly turned.

"...Okay." Xiang Xi tweeted.

"When I was in school," Cheng Boyan looked at the rotating book and said with a smile, "turned all the pages through..."

"What about adding a pen?" Xiang Xi handed him the pen.

"I don't know, give it a try." Cheng Boyan took the pen and tried to turn it around. The pen dropped out of his hand and hit Xiang Xi's forehead.

"Hey!" Xiang Xi covered his forehead and shouted, "It's so accurate!"
Chapter completed!