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Chapter 173 Sickness is really not a good thing

After filming, Zeng Li looked around the crew for Liu Hao, and happened to see Yu Feihong walking out of the room with a red face.

With a satisfied and coquettish look, it was obvious that she had been moisturized at a glance. Zeng Li's face turned dark immediately.

"Are you looking for Liu Hao? He's not here with me, he's out on business..." Yu Feihong said domineeringly, sneering proudly.

Zeng Li glanced at the room behind Yu Feihong, frowned, bit her lip and left without saying a word.

Yu Feihong didn't lie. Liu Hao was not in her room now. He really had something to do and left the set.

What's going on? The flood is coming!

This year is 1998. Starting from June, large-scale rainfall has occurred in the Yangtze River and Songhua River basins, and the water levels have continued to rise.

In late July, floods occurred in many places, and relevant plans began to be arranged by authorities. Residents were fully evacuated and the army was stationed.

Now in August, the floods have reached their most critical moment.

When the Jiujiang embankment burst, countless People's Liberation Army soldiers jumped into the water and blocked the embankment breach with their flesh and blood. They were worthy of being called soldiers of the people.

Later Liu Hao grew up on the bank of the Yangtze River. He was too young in 1998 and was still protected by his parents. He did not leave an impression on this great flood that shocked the whole country. The only thing that remains fresh in his memory is that he was a little kid.

I looked at the green trucks filled with People's Liberation Army troops and watched the farewell...

Seeing this incident again on the news evoked memories for later generations that made Liu Hao feel like he was involved in it. He felt more sympathetic and eager to do something within his power.

At this juncture, filming has become a secondary matter. Let the company take the initiative to contact and actively organize and participate in charity performances held by the literary and art circles for the flood.

On August 16, CCTV held a fund-raising party in Beijing, which was comparable in scale to the Spring Festival Gala. It summoned a large number of popular stars to perform and do their best to collect donations for the disaster-stricken areas.

Naturally, Liu Hao also participated in this party. In addition to singing a song "Singing the Motherland" with other singers, Liu Hao also sang a song "Together" that was "composed" for flood relief.

"Together

my compatriots my sisters and brothers

All his efforts are just so that we will no longer be wandering in the wind and rain

she is crying

Because of our misfortune at the moment

She just wants to pamper us like children..."

This song may not be as good as Liu Hao's previous "composed" songs, but its sincere and affectionate performance moved the audience both at the scene and in front of the TV series.

Afterwards, Liu Hao found the person in charge of fundraising for the party and donated 1 million in his own name.

In fact, Liu Hao donated more than that. Liu Hao donated more than 2 million to other disaster relief organizations in the name of record companies and film and television companies.

Everyone was keeping an eye on the floods, and there was no bad atmosphere at this time. Even if there were really evil-minded people, they were only in the minority, so Liu Hao felt confident and bold enough to donate so much.

Not only that, Liu Hao's own charity fund also purchased more than 1 million yuan in disaster relief supplies, and then arranged for those who were relieved to be escorted to the front line in person.

After a lot of busy work, he donated nearly 5 million, which is definitely the top number among celebrities. Liu Hao donated to several companies in various names, just because he didn't want to invite the public to morally kidnap other artists.

Donate as much or as little as you want. At this time, most artists don't have such a high ability to attract money. More than a million a year is considered too much, but it's not as exaggerated as later generations.

Liu Hao earned so much because he started his own company and sold his albums.

Just do your little bit, everyone.

In mid-to-late August, the floods slowly dissipated, and Liu Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the set.

The more than ten days he left had already delayed the filming process. After filming the movie "Red Ling", Liu Hao had to rush to the crew of "That Mountain That Man That Dog". In order to minimize the impact, he just

I was able to work overtime to catch up on the filming.

High-intensity work coupled with a very poor mental state. After all, compared to others, I have more memories of seeing the flood raging again, knowing it would happen but being unable to stop it. I have been suffering from the torture in my heart.

Under the dual pressure of body and mind, I continued to work at a high intensity. No matter how healthy my body was, I couldn't bear it. I fell ill on the set.

I had a warning that I had a high fever in the middle of the night, but luckily I was sent to the hospital in time.

After waking up from a coma in the daytime, when she opened her eyes, she saw an unkempt Zeng Li with a haggard face and poor spirits.

I waited and took care of him all night.

He touched her hair with some emotion and distress, not wanting to wake her up as she was lost in the lake.

"You're awake!" Zeng Li looked surprised and suddenly became energetic, "You must be thirsty, I'll get you some water..."

She was indeed a little thirsty. Under Zeng Li's service, Liu Hao stared at her and drank water contentedly.

"Aren't you angry with me anymore?" Liu Hao said.

"I've never been angry..." Zeng Li replied duplicitously.

"Huh? That's good. Maybe I'm overthinking it. Thank you, dear, it's great to have you..." Liu Hao held Zeng Li's hand tightly.

"Do you and I still need to say thank you?" Zeng Li hesitated for a moment, patted the back of Liu Hao's hand and said, "Me too, it's great to have you..."

Before, Zeng Li had been sulking because of Yu Feihong, and she ignored Liu Hao in the crew. But Liu Hao's sudden illness really made Zeng Li panic, fearing that something might go wrong.

The dissatisfaction has long since disappeared quietly without a trace.

"How do you feel now?"

"I'm feeling better, but I'm feeling dizzy, cough...and my throat feels uncomfortable..."

Zeng Li used the back of her hand to cool Liu Hao's forehead. The high fever subsided and he seemed to be in much better spirits.

Liu Hao's face was still a little pale as he had just recovered from a serious illness, his voice was hoarse, he was weak, and he coughed twice from time to time.

"You must be hungry. What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you..."

"I don't have much appetite right now. I just want you to stay with me..."

"That won't work. You are sick. Your stomach must be empty this night..."

"Uh..." His stomach was indeed growling, "Then you can buy whatever you want, and I'll just take a few bites. You can also eat some, and don't go along with my taste..."

"Uh-huh....."

After Zeng Li left, Liu Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and soon his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

When Liu Hao saw the caller's number, his head hurt and he answered it directly without hesitation.

"Which ward are you in?" Gao Yuanyuan's urgent and concerned voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Ah? What do you mean? Are you in the hospital?" Liu Hao was shocked.

"Well, aren't you sick? Why didn't you inform me earlier when you fell ill yesterday? Do you still think that I am your girlfriend? I only know now..." Gao Yuanyuan said a little aggrievedly, with a tone of blame.

"Uh... I wasn't so sick that I passed out. I don't know what happened next. Besides, it's just a minor illness. I don't want you to worry..."

Liu Hao gave his reasons and asked carefully: "Are you really in the hospital?"

"Of course, what are you doing to your mother-in-law today? I'm in the hospital now and I've cooked chicken soup for you..."

In the corridor of the hospital, Gao Yuanyuan was holding a large thermos cup and looking at the ward number on the door, while making a phone call anxiously.

Yu Feihong happened to be seen by Yu Feihong who was passing by. Yu Feihong's face suddenly darkened. He threw the thermos cup in his hand into the trash can and turned around to leave.


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