If you want to talk about why fans are so calm, especially someone had a live broadcast interaction before.

It is attributed to two points: First, the people's police should not be offended!

2. The entertainment industry can be said to be from the Huo family, and Huo Yu has issued an order long ago!

Without the Heizi Marketing Account, the Navy will lead the rhythm, and fans alone can't really make a fuss.

After all, there are only a very small number of people who are brainless, and most of the fans are still normal.

Moreover, the porridge is so cute, why should I hurt such a cute child?

Real fans, it's too late to like it.

Even now, there are personal super talks about Zhuzhu on the Internet, and there are already 100,000 fans. Who makes the children not have Weibo?

This news was only known after the father and son got in the car and Zhou Da’s agent mentioned it.

"What?"

Do you guys have super talks?

Zhou Huan nodded with a smile:

"Yes, this is also Zhuzhu has no personal Weibo. If there is one, there will definitely be more than just such fans."

Just the hundreds of millions of fans of the Actor Fu, who just climbed some of the walls, wasn't stopping!

Children look left and right:

"Dad, what is a super talk?"

"nothing."

"Oh, Dad, I want to sleep with Zhuzhu."

Fu Jiyan touched his son's forehead and did not have a fever.

"Go to sleep, I'll get home and call you."

The child was obediently nestled in his father's arms and didn't speak in the car. Soon, the child fell asleep.

Maybe I didn't take a nap and was tired of taking a plane.

......

Half an hour later, the car drove into the gate of Xiangzhou International Villa.

Just as I was about to wake up the little man in my arms, I felt that the child's forehead was so hot that it could boil eggs.

Zhou Huan just opened the car door and was about to get off the car, but the man in the back seat had already spoken:

"Go to the hospital!"

Um?

Zhou Huan sat back and looked at the back seat:

"What's wrong?"

“I’ve had a fever.”

"Ah? Didn't I touched it just now, didn't I have a fever?"

Yes, who knows that he got a fever all of a sudden? He is still so hot?

The car that had just turned off started again, and the speed was much faster than before.

"Porridge?

Fu Zhizhou?

Wake up?"

Someone shouted several times in a row before the child slowly opened his eyes:

"dad?"

He never responded, but his father was so scared.

"Where is uncomfortable?" His tone became much softer.

The child's face, forehead, and neck are all hot, and the breathing they emit is a bit hot.

"It's all very uncomfortable." said depressedly.

He reached out to hug the little man in his arms:

"Why didn't you say it earlier if you feel uncomfortable?"

Forehead....

"Didn't Dad wake up the porridge?"

Have you been confused before the collaboration?

"Aban, drive quickly."

"Yes, the second young master."

Although I usually dislike my son, I feel worried that I can't help but see that my son is really sick.

The child seemed to be asleep again, but his lollipop was still tightly clutching his hands.

Fu Jiyan wanted to take it away, but he couldn't break it.

Forget it, go to the hospital first.

The ward was also cleaned up in advance.

The child was placed on the hospital bed, a small piece of cake, very pitiful.

The director of pediatrics is treating the children.

"Mr. Fu, you have to wake up the person first."

Fu Jiyan frowned, stepped forward, sat by the bed, stretched out his hand, and patted it gently:

"Fu Zhizhou, wake up."

I shouted several times in a row before finally waking up the child.

However, when the children opened their eyes, the doctors, uncles and aunts in white coats cried with a 'wow'.
Chapter completed!