Chapter 657 Unfilial Grandson

These days, daydreaming is easy, but doing less is worse than drinking more water and taking more sips of food.

Yan Huan left a lot of scripts. She and Luo Lin have already picked one and are ready to start shooting. No matter what, the company cannot stop here. Fortunately, Yan Huan left so many scripts, they can still shoot four more. Five years.

And she didn't know that those scripts were originally scripts that Yan Huan had left for a few years. If she continued to shoot according to these, at least within the next few years, there would be no problems. So a few years later, Linlang would already have Once you have gained your own abilities, you can make your own script.

"How are you today?" After opening the door, Yi Ling put her bag aside, walked directly to the bedside, and put her hand on Yan Huan's forehead. Fortunately, the temperature was not hot and was normal. At that time, she put down her hands. What she fears most now is that Yan Huan has a fever. Not to mention a patient, even a normal person is helpless when encountering a cold. What's more, Yan Huan now can't even be called a patient. She is now with What's the difference between a living dead? If you don't do it right, you'll become a real dead person.

"It's pretty good." The nurse came over and wrote something on the medical record. She also answered Yi Ling's question. It was nothing serious. Her heartbeat and body temperature were both very stable.

That's good. Yi Ling exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air in her lungs. She sat down and rested her legs, which were so tired recently that they were about to break. She originally said she would wait until Xiaoleizi was three years old. , I went out to work again, but now I’m afraid I can’t wait any longer.

"That Lu Qin is really ambitious," she said to Yan Huan as she sat down, and of course she was full of complaints. "He really thought that without Lu Yi in this world, Linlang would be his. I think he is just waiting for Linlang to give him away." In his hands, some people even asked him what kind of work arrangements he would have after he took over Linlang, and he was still talking. "

Yi Ling felt like vomiting when she thought of Lu Qin being interviewed on TV.

"Linlang's work will not change, but she will tend to invest in high-quality films in the future and will boldly recruit new people. This goes without saying."

Yi Ling curled his lips. They, Linlang, originally used newcomers the most. As for the old ones, international level ones like Liang Chen only gave Yan Huan some face. As for Lu Qin's face, I'm sorry, who are you? Who cares about you.

"Huanhuan, it's true. I've seen so many shameless people, but it's really rare to be as shameless as Lu Qin."

She sat here and complained for a long time, chattering incessantly for almost an hour and a half. Anyway, her mouth was not sleepy. As for the person who couldn't hear or heard, even if he was annoyed, he wouldn't Give her a response if possible.

Yi Ling gently smoothed Yan Huan's hair, "My hair has grown and needs to be cut. Let me cut it for you so that you can feel more comfortable. Well, let's do it tomorrow. When Lu Yi passes Qiqi, I will Then I’ll come over and cut your hair.”

Yes, it's so fast. Lu Yi has already passed Qiqi, and as soon as Q7 has passed, that person will really leave us forever.

"Huanhuan, you should wake up soon and go see if he is okay. She feels very sorry for Yan Huan and also feels sorry for Lu Yi. Do you know that he is alone in that cold tomb, and the person buried there is It’s not his bones.”

"I think the person he wants to see the most must be you. Please wake up quickly and go see him, okay?"

She was talking, but she didn't know if Yan Huan could hear it, and the response she gave her was just like before, only breathing, no expression, no movement, no sound, nothing. She just fell asleep. A woman who is dying, she is also a woman who is dying of sleep.

"Let me wash your hair first. It's oily." Yi Ling touched Yan Huan's hair. It did feel a little greasy. She stood up, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to go out to fetch water.

Her voice, her nagging, and her chatter were missing from the room, and it was finally quieter. The setting sun in the distance was still as bright as blood, and the sunset dyed half of the sky red, and it seemed that even The light cast down also turned red.

The woman on the hospital bed was still quiet. She only breathed, but had no thoughts.

Until her eyelashes seemed to move faintly, as if tears fell from the corners of her eyes, then disappeared into the pillow, and then disappeared.

No one knew, no one saw.

In their hearts, she was still the living dead, a living dead with no thoughts, just waiting to die.

The door opened again, and Yi Ling came in with a basin of water. She placed the basin on a chair aside, then rolled up her sleeves, but it still didn't go smoothly, so she just put the basin on the chair. His coat was taken off. Then he moved his shoulders.

"Okay, Huanhuan, we're going to start washing your hair. Don't worry, I know you love your hair the most, so I will never pull out any of your hair."

She was about to call the nurse to come over and help, but just in time, someone came in.

It's Ye Xinyu.

"Just in time, Xinyu, come here and help me." She waved her hand to Ye Xinyu, "I want to help Huanhuan wash her hair. Her hair is dirty."

"Okay," Ye Xinyu put the flowers he brought on the table and hurried over to help. He was a big boy with great strength. He had nothing to do recently and came to take care of his cousin's wife every day, so he was the one who did all the dirty and heavy work. He didn't mind the dirt or the tiredness. He had indeed grown up a lot in a short time.

Yiling asked Ye Xinyu to help Yan Huan up, and there was a basin on the chair. She carefully washed Yan Huan's hair, using the shampoo that Yan Huan liked the most before.

Ye Xinyu's eyes were red again because of sadness. Yiling patted his shoulder, "Okay, stop crying, you are a real man, why are you crying all day?"

"Men don't cry easily, but they are not sad yet."

Ye Xinyu wiped his face and tried not to cry, but he was upset. The cousin who grew up with him was gone, and the cousin who saved his life became like this. How could he not be sad?

Although they were cousins, they were closer than real brothers. Lu Yi was his real brother.

"You have to grow up first, you are not a man yet?" Yi Ling washed Yan Huan's hair carefully again, "Yes, you have to grow up, your Ye family and Lu family will depend on you in the future, you are always like a woman, you are awkward and crybaby, how can people look up to you, you are not as manly as I was in the beginning."