() Found the way home!

The next morning, Chen Fang made breakfast and asked Qin Mohan to get up and touch her with her hands. After one night, she still had a low fever and a unhealthy rosy complexion. Chen Fang still called Qin Mohan, who was a little weak, and helped her get the clothes she was going to wear.

"Mo Mo, get up, get up and have some breakfast. We will go to the hospital and hang up the potion for today."

"I really want to just sleep so much, just lying down like this. I feel uncomfortable if I want to hang up water."

"Disease is like getting a thread. How can I not go see if I have illness?" Chen Fang comforted, "If you use medicine for another two days, you will basically be cured. Then we will go for a spring outing."

"I also have to go shopping, go shopping, and buy clothes."

"Well, okay, you'll be dressed up beautifully by then, and you'll definitely go out and get a lot of people confused."

Qin Mohan did not go to a large hospital today, but chose a community clinic. There were not many people in the clinic, and Qin Mohan wore a mask and did not attract much attention. Chen Fang handed over the prescription provided by the doctor to the nurses in the clinic, and they prepared medicine according to the prescription, hang water, and charged them.

"I'm afraid of pain." Qin Mohan stretched out his right hand, grabbed his deep arm with his left hand, and turned his back to the nurse.

"It's okay, be good, it doesn't hurt." Seeing the nurse stabbing Qin Mohan's white hand with a shiny needle, Chen Fang was also a little worried. It seemed that he hadn't been in water for many years. "I'll tell you a joke to divert your attention."

There was an old uncle who was not young but asked a girl with a big age difference. The neighbors were worried that he would be deceived and told the truth, "Uncle, why did you ask for such a young man? Isn't that good? Can you stand it?" The old uncle replied: "What does this matter? It's like playing mahjong." The neighbor asked in surprise: "How could this be the same as playing mahjong?" The old uncle replied: "Just eat more, touch more, touch more, and fire less."

The vivid and colorful joke told this slightly colored joke made Qin Mohan laugh so hard that tears came out. He lay on him and beat his chest with his left hand, laughing at him as a hooligan. Qin Mohan, who was smiling so brightly, attracted the little nurse beside him to look at him frequently.

"The jokes you sent me before were all cold jokes, but I didn't expect you to tell dirty jokes." Qin Mohan, who had calmed down for a while, stared at Chen Fang and said, "What else do you have in my mind? Tell me, let me be prepared for it. I will be suddenly attacked by you that day."

Chen Ping in her ear and teased: "I know more things, I'll wait for you to develop slowly, just like I develop you."

"Go to you, it's not serious." Chen Fang's love words in the boudoir made Qin Mohan look hot. He glanced around and found that no one was paying attention. He leaned in Shen Fang's arms and twisted hard on the soft flesh around his waist with his idle left hand, watching him sucking in air conditioner to relieve his hatred.

"How have you lived outside for so many years? I haven't heard you say it well." Qin Mohan murmured in his arms.

Chen Fang hugged her like this and slowly told her about her experiences abroad over the years. Although Chen Fang was very ordinary, Qin Mohan still felt the loneliness he had endured by himself for so many years, and couldn't help but squeeze into his arms again.

"What I feel most deeply about abroad for so many years is a wandering singer I met in the UK in 2007. His name is James Bowen. At that time, the cruise ship I worked in was docking in London. I met him for the first time on the street. He had just participated in drug rehabilitation and was like a pool of mud. I sang a few songs on the street with him, and the songs he sang were extremely low. I felt like he was living in the dark and could not see a trace of light." Chen Fang fell into memories.

There are too many traffic people like James Bowen abroad, especially some drug addicts, who often sleep on the streets and under the bridge. Maybe after a winter passes, you will never find the message of this person again. Chen Fang also thought that Baowen would be one of them. Until Chen Fang was driven off the cruise ship by his bartender in 2008, wandering around Europe, and saw Baowen's message again in the media. Although he was still performing on the street as a wandering singer, his complexion and condition have improved a lot. The most important thing is that there is an orange cat named Bob next to him, a stray cat.

"I went to London to meet him one time, and James still remembered me. He later told me that fate could describe his relationship with Bob. 'Did you do some good things at some time or in some place in my chaotic life? So God rewarded Bob to me in return. Maybe we met in our previous life.' James didn't know why he was so good to Bob, but the responsibility to take care of Bob made him full of energy, 'I have to work hard to think about others, not for myself. I now have two mouths to support.'"

Chen Fang took out his cell phone and found James Bowen's Twitter, which contained him taking a photo with the orange cat named Bob. "He wrote a book "Bob in the Stray Cat" last year and sent me a book specifically. I'll find it to you when I get home."

"It's so good. It can be said that this cat brought him hope for life, and it was this cat who saved his life." Qin Mohan quietly leaned in his arms and listened to him telling this story: "So you should also be kind to Mocha. Having a pet with you will make your life more fun."

"Mocha." Chen Fang thought about the little foodie at home: "It seems that it has no advantages except being cute."

"You are not allowed to say that, Mocha is still young." Qin Mohan pouted and said, "In the future, when it grows up, it can accompany us for morning exercises. When we are not at home, we can also watch our house for us."

"That's right, you can take it with you when you run in the morning." Finally, the two reached a consensus on the use of Mocha.

The three bottles of water hung from 8 o'clock in the morning until 10 o'clock. Qin Mohan had already fallen asleep on Shen Fang until he was woken up by Shen Fang's phone call.

"Mr. Chen, are you in Yanjing? I'm going to visit you." Tan Weiwei's voice was on the other end of the phone.

"I'm at home, why don't you come home at noon. I'll send you the address." Tan Weiwei came to discuss the songs. She has successfully advanced to the finals. There are ten days left to hold the king of singers in "I Am a Singer". Tan Weiwei hopes to get a better ranking. Chen Fang looked at Qin Mohan, who had just been urged by a nurse, and gave him a gesture and asked them to come to the house to talk.

It took about half an hour before Tan Weiwei and his party arrived at the entrance of the alley where Chen Fang's house was. Chen Fang was waiting for her outside the courtyard.

"Your place is too difficult to find. The alley is narrow and the door is similar. If you walk in the wrong way, you can't turn around and get back. You can only turn around again." Seeing Tan Xiaobing complained, he complained a little.

"Haha, it's good to get used to it. Do you want to drive your car in? Avoid being stuck on the road and being scratched by someone." Chen Fang opened the garage door and asked them to drive the car in.

"No need to be so troublesome. They both have something to do after a while. Put down the things and leave. When we finish our work, I will call them to come and pick me up."

"Wow, rich man, such a big yard." Tan Weiwei was not surprised by the several luxury cars parked in the garage, but after entering the courtyard, Tan Weiwei was really shocked. "I understand why you don't live in a villa anymore. The villa does not have such a big yard, and it is under the imperial city. This yard is worth a lot."

"Sister Weiwei, welcome!" Qin Mohan, who was sitting in the main hall, heard the voices of several people, greeted her and gave her a big hug.

"Be careful, don't catch a cold anymore." Chen Fang looked at Qin Mohan wearing a sweatshirt and came out, and quickly took a coat to put on her.

"I heard you are sick? Are you better?" Qin Mohan was sick, and Tan Weiwei also heard Chen Fang say.

"I just hung up the water in the morning, so it's much better. Come in and sit in." As a hostess, Qin Mohan perfectly performed his duties.

Tan Weiwei and her group of three, as well as her agent Meng Lin and her assistant were also her cousin Tan. The two of them carried a lot of things and put them in the main hall and said goodbye.

"Mo Mo, come and try it. This is our hometown specialty, 'Huobianzi Beef', which is particularly fragrant." Tan Weiwei gave the specialty he brought to Qin Mohan to taste. The two of them were familiar with each other and knew each other's preferences.

"Let's have lunch here at noon. I'll make some home-cooked dishes and we'll talk about singing in the afternoon." Chen Fang arranged.

"As far as you go, I'll leave it to you for this competition anyway." Tan Weiwei said casually, and then said to Qin Mohan: "Your yard is so luxurious. It looks so gray outside the wall, but as soon as I enter the gate, it really shocked me."

When Qin Mohan was about to answer the call, the phone rang again: "Hey, Sister Hui, I just had a cold... I'm almost cured..." Qin Mohan covered the microphone and said to Chen Fang: "Chen Fang, Sister Hui heard that I'm sick and wants to come and see me."

"Then let her come, just eat together at noon."

"Sister Hui, I'll send you the address immediately. Oh, Tang Yuan is here too. She just happened to send me a script and let her take you over, she knows the place."

Tan Weiwei and Liang Hui are also friends. "Wei Times" was filmed only when they looked at Liang Hui's face. I was very happy to hear that she came over.
Chapter completed!