In the nurses' station, several young nurses were whispering to each other, seemingly talking about Luo Yize. Soon, they burst into laughter, which sounded full of excitement.
At this moment, an older nurse seemed to have heard their chatting. As she walked in, she sternly scolded, "You have time to chat during working hours?"
The nurses immediately fell silent.
Qiao Yinuo and Deng Hao walked through the corridor and came to the door of the ward.
Fortunately, by this time, the reporters had already left, and the environment was much quieter. However, there wasn't a single doctor or nurse in the hospital who didn't know Luo Yize. Now that Luo Yize had become so popular, along with so many tabloid news stories surrounding him, it would be really strange if someone didn't know who he was.
He Jing happened to hear the footsteps. She quickly called Qiao Yinuo and whispered, "Come in."
After saying that, He Jing walked out of the ward. She looked rather unhappy.
Needless to say, He Jing must have mentioned the matter of getting back together to Luo Yize. After being rejected by him, her face immediately changed.
Qiao Yinuo could tell the purpose of He Jing's visit. She didn't come to visit Luo Yize in the hospital but to pester him under the pretext of his hospitalization.
Qiao Yinuo waved, pushed open the door, and walked into the ward.
There were three beds in the ward. Luo Yize was in the position by the window. The middle bed was empty. On the innermost bed lay an old man in his seventies with a pale face. He seemed to be suffering a lot. His children were sitting beside him, constantly comforting him.
Luo Yize was wearing a snow - white neck brace around his neck and a hospital gown. His lower body was wrapped in a quilt. He looked in good condition, which meant he wasn't hurt too badly.
Luo Yize saw Qiao Yinuo and smiled slightly. "Sit down!"
Qiao Yinuo sat on the head of the middle bed. Deng Hao took out the family bucket from the bag, put it on the table, and then handed Qiao Yinuo a non - spicy hamburger and a glass of Pepsi without ice.
Qiao Yinuo placed the cola and hamburger on the small table beside the bed. She put on her Bluetooth earphones and politely asked, "My phone is almost out of power. Does anyone have an Apple charging cable?"
Luo Yize took out his Apple charger. "What a coincidence. I also use an Apple phone. You can use mine."
Qiao Yinuo took the charger, thanked him, and then plugged it into her phone to charge. She opened the video app on her phone, watched the antique - appraisal variety show, and started eating the hamburger.
Deng Hao leaned over and took a look. "So you also like to watch *Antique Appraisal*?"
"Yes. There's really nothing else to watch, so I watch this kind of variety show. And some of my relatives have also been on this show."
"What a coincidence. My uncle has been on it twice. The first time, he brought a jade thumb ring, claiming it was from the Qianlong period. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a fake jade and was smashed by the host with a treasure - protecting hammer."
"What about the second time?"
"The second time, he brought a small blue - and - white flat kettle, claiming it was from the late Ming Dynasty. It was also identified as a fake and smashed. He never went on the show again after that."
"Does your uncle really like collecting?"
"Yes. There are nothing but bottles, jars, jade, stones, and some calligraphy and paintings in his house."
Qiao Yinuo could relate. She had met every collector, and they were all willing to spend a lot of money on their collections, even spending all their savings.
That's why when Qiao Yinuo was writing *Burning Heart in Flames*, she deliberately incorporated the shadows of these people into it.
The two chatted for a while, and Deng Hao and Qiao Yinuo exchanged WeChat contacts. Deng Hao was the same. Besides performing with the band, he usually ran a jade and jewelry business and made a lot of money from it. He either bought new instruments for the band or wandered around antique markets and second - hand stalls.
"Actually, you can watch those two episodes. After my uncle suffered these two setbacks, he never bought anything from the antique market again and gave up his collection hobby that he had loved for ten years."
As they were talking, Luo Yize picked up the thick notebook beside the bed and started reading.
Seeing Luo Yize so serious and dedicated, Qiao Yinuo knew that this thick notebook must be related to the drama he was acting in.
Even if he was injured and hospitalized, he couldn't afford to waste a single minute.
Qiao Yinuo secretly admired Luo Yize's professionalism. He had always been professional since he was a child. As a child, he studied school courses while acting seriously, managing to balance acting and study. After growing up, he received systematic professional knowledge about acting. Coupled with his innate acting talent and extraordinary ability, he gradually grew up.
Artists, including singers and actors, all made a living by performing. After making money, they would use it to live. Besides their daily food, clothing, housing, and transportation, they would go shopping like Deng Hao.
The same was true for screenwriters. At the beginning, they didn't achieve much and faced many difficulties along the way. But after achieving success and making money, they could add more colors to their lives.
Luo Yize debuted as a child star and had filmed nearly twenty or thirty movies and TV shows so far. Among them, the roles he was most satisfied with were the young emperor in *The Song Dynasty Judge* and Hong Haier in the *New Version of Journey to the West* when he was a child. Qiao Yinuo thought that the *New Version of Journey to the West* was the version that was closest to the original work. Although it couldn't be compared with the 1986 version of *Journey to the West*, the director was very strict in production, and the team also studied the original work in - depth.
As a senior fan, Qiao Yinuo paid a lot of attention to her idol's career. Although his acting skills were not as good as those of the older - generation actors, he was the most powerful among his peers. Coupled with his outstanding appearance, he not only had countless fans but also a high net worth.
At this time, Deng Hao went out to answer a phone call.
"Hey, Yinuo!" Luo Yize looked at Qiao Yinuo, who had finished eating and was watching the variety show intently.
Qiao Yinuo didn't hear him the first time. When Luo Yize called her the second time and raised his voice a little, she finally reacted.
Qiao Yinuo pressed the pause button, glanced at Luo Yize, and quickly replied, "What's up?"
"Are you full?"
"Um... I'm full."
Qiao Yinuo hesitated for a moment. She didn't expect her idol to care about her like this.
Soon, Deng Hao returned to the room, said a few words, picked up the guitar beside him, and left.
The content of his words was probably that he had to record a new album this afternoon. The White Undercurrent Band had only released a small number of singles before. After about four or five years, they were finally going to release a formal album of their own.
Although their output was relatively small, they had a certain influence in the metal music circle.