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"Mr. Jiang, you have worked so hard."
"It's not hard."
After discussing the script with Wen Muye and greeting the crew, Jiang Bei returned to the hotel.
inside the room.
Jiang Bei washed his face and looked at Qiao Xinyue.
"You go to the front desk and ask for ten boxes of mineral water."
"Ah? Why?"
"Just go and get it."
With doubts, Qiao Xinyue asked the front desk clerk to bring ten boxes of Evian mineral water.
He looked at Jiangbei suspiciously.
"Here, ten boxes of mineral water you want."
Jiang Bei nodded: "Okay, starting today, for a week, I will study the script. Without my permission, no one can disturb me! All work matters will be left to you."
"Ah! Jiangbei...you...are you crazy!?" As he spoke, he covered Jiangbei's forehead with his delicate hands, "You don't have a fever, do you?"
(Okay) Jiang Bei opened her hand, not in a good mood.
"The role needs it, well, you go out."
Qiao Xinyue was pushed out by Jiang Bei.
"Hey hey... No, for a character... As for what? Are you trying desperately to know?!"
Outside.
Before Qiao Xinyue could finish speaking, the door was closed with a bang.
Suddenly, open.
"I have a sense of proportion at work, and I won't delay it."
"I..."
boom!
The door is closed again!
Qiao Xinyue stomped jio coquettishly.
"Oh my god...I'm so mad, I want to tell Mother Jiang!"
...
inside the room.
Jiang Bei looked at the script of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" and turned on the system.
Looking through the special task role template, he just found Lu Yiyi!
[Restricted Character Template-Lu Yiyi]: 300 million prestige points are required!
"Host, is it enough to buy [Restricted Character Template-Lu Yiyi]? This character template belongs to the R+ restricted class. Before using it, please enter the actor space!"
"Yes!"
"Ding... Congratulations to the host, the purchase is successful, click to view."
[Restricted-rated character template, Lu Yiyi]: R+-rated, restricted-rated, leukemia patient, miserable in the world.
[Effect]: 1:1 restore the character Lu Yiyi, pale +999, weak +999, world-weary +999, there is a 100% probability of triggering the movie viewer to "cry bitterly", there is a 100% probability of restoring a leukemia patient, there is a 1% chance Chance to trigger palliative pain (use with caution! Diao)
[Ps]: How much is 1000-7?
(Note: To unlock the character template, please enter the actor trial space!)
(Note 2: Very low trigger palliative pain, which cannot be relieved, please be careful! Be more careful!)
(Note 3: There is no distinction between the inside and the outside of the play!)
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Ps: Brother Meng, there are 15 days left in this month, I must explode!Start it!
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Chapter 172, How much is 1000-7?pain!As many as there are!
hiss...
R+ grade, restricted character template, this is the first one Jiangbei has encountered!
Jiang Bei found a comfortable position, lay on the sofa, and read the script again with the help of the light.
"I'm Not the God of Medicine" (This story is adapted from a real event) (comedy)
Open the first page.
——It is the bravest of all farewells to disappear.
(from Lu benefit)
[Ding... It is detected that the host has the script of "I'm Not the God of Medicine", and the world of emo scripts is opened, do you want to enter? 】
"Enter!"
【Ding... The host is entering the world of emo scripts, countdown! 】
【Fives! 】
【Four! 】
【three! 】
【two! 】
【one! 】
...
"If you divide loneliness into ten levels, what do you think is the tenth level?"
"Hey, let me ask you something."
"People say on the Internet that the first level is to go to the supermarket alone."
"Level two, go to a fast food restaurant alone."
"The third level, go to the coffee shop alone."
"Level four, go to the movies alone."
"Level five, go eat hot pot alone."
"Level six, go to KTV alone."
"Level seven, go to the beach alone."
"Level eight, go to the amusement park alone."
"Ninth level, move alone."
"Guess what the tenth level is? Oh, don't pretend to be asleep, I'm peeling an apple for you."
ear.
There is a woman's voice, speaking in the soft language of Wu Nong, who is old in the sea.
In an instant, memory poured back like sea water!
Jiang Bei lay on the hospital bed and suddenly opened his eyes!
"Drip-drip-drip-"
What caught his eye was a sodium chloride suspension bottle. Jiang Bei followed the tube and saw the blood vessel on the back of his hand with the needle, and the drip flowed into the bloodstream.
barely looked up.
He saw his wife, Wang Jiajia, peeling apples for him.
"I...is Lu benefit?"
Puff.
The woman laughed.
"I'm really confused. You're not Lu Yiyi, but someone else can't? You don't want to be my husband so much."
Jiang Bei blinked, and with Wang Jiajia's help, he barely leaned against the head of the bed.
"What did you say?"
"I mean, someone on the Internet divides loneliness into ten levels. What do you think the tenth level is?"
Wang Jiajia smiled, and the feeling of the big sister next door was ready to come out.
Jiang Bei rubbed his brows, got used to it for a long time, opened his mouth and said: "Every day, I just watch some boring stuff, the tenth level...should clean up the mourning hall alone."
Dang!
The knife Wang Jiajia was peeling apples fell to the ground, the panic in his eyes flashed by, and he smiled reluctantly.
"You don't think so, where is there a person who cleans up the mourning hall, how miserable is this person? He doesn't have any relatives, I don't believe it."
Jiangbei sneered.
You do not believe it, I believe it.
"Then what is the tenth level mentioned on the Internet?"
Wang Jiajia handed the apple into Jiang Bei's hand: "I'm doing the surgery alone, but you're not sick. What kind of surgery are you doing? Even if you do it, I'll be with you."
After speaking, he got up and squinted at the drip.
"Jiajia, why am I in the hospital?"
"You fainted on the way to work, and you were taken to the hospital by kind people, but the doctor said, nothing happened, just hypoglycemia. You are too busy this time, just take this time to take good care of your body." (cddi)
Jiang Bei didn't feel any discomfort in his body. He moved his lower body and took a big bite of the apple.
"Why don't you stay in the hospital if you have nothing to do? If you don't want to go back home, don't know, this hospital is a hell on earth, walk around..."
talking.
Jiangbei was about to get up.
"Hey... I've said it all, I want you to take good care of your body and check your body for minor ailments. Thanks to this blessing, I will ask the unit to take a break. You will be exposed if you go soon."
Wang Jiajia pressed Jiang Bei who was about to get up.
"What's the rest? The loan is not repaid? My son doesn't pay for school? Every day when I open my eyes, I see an old snack and Lazard... How can I dare to rest, and I have to suffer this foreign crime... How many pigs' trotters, I'll make it up."
"No!" Wang Jiajia said solemnly, "You have worked so hard to make money all these years, you are a human being, not a machine! Besides, the doctor sent you to the hospital for recuperation."
was talking.
The door of the ward was pushed open, and the nurse in a white coat had a sweet voice.
"Room C, bed 204... Lu benefits, right?"
"Yes, nurse."
"Your disease is more..."
Before the nurse finished speaking, Wang Jiajia kept coughing, turned her head and winked at the nurse, the meaning was obvious: I can't say it! ! !
"Cough cough cough... The nurse said that you should rest more, drink more water, eat fresh fruits and vegetables, and eat less greasy food, right?"
After speaking, he smiled and looked at the nurse.
Jiang Bei looked suspiciously, tilted his head, and looked at the nurse with a smile: "Nurse, what's wrong with me?"
The nurse understood in seconds, and just re-hooked up a new IV in silence.
"Minor illness, I was discharged from the hospital after two days of infusion. This is the second bottle of today. After the infusion, I rang the bell."
After finishing speaking, he walked out of the ward.
Wang Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief, and then complained quietly.