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Chapter 159 Expert
He Daqi constantly reminds himself not to find fault with others, not to find fault with others.

But now I couldn't help it and complained, "If you want to make the characters more rounded, you could put more effort into patriotism, right? If that doesn't work, you could put more effort into Ding Li's secret love. Wouldn't that ultimately reflect the conflict between national justice and personal feelings? Why does it have to be a woman torn between two men?"

Another screenwriter argued, "But we've already written quite a bit about national justice; adding more would be a bit of a show-stealer."

Zhou Huimin just stood up and walked out, she didn't even want to watch the other version.

When Liu Ying trotted over to catch up with her, she said as they walked, "Hurry up and find a few mainland screenwriters to come in and revise the script. Give the group in the conference room as much as they should, and have them work with the mainland screenwriters to revise the script quickly. The sooner the better. This version of the script is fine in terms of the framework, but there are too many problems with the details. I'm afraid it won't pass the mainland censorship after it's filmed."

"Vivian, you noticed it too?"

When Liu Ying first saw Zhou Huimin get up and leave without even reading the script, she wanted to remind her, but she didn't expect Zhou Huimin was just taking the opportunity to vent her anger. She had already noticed the problem.

The two of them chatted for a few minutes before He Daqi and Wang Rui slowly caught up. Seeing that Zhou Huimin had left the meeting room and regained her composure, He Daqi shrugged his shoulders and walked quickly to the same row with her without saying anything.

"Sister Zhou, have you finished reading the script?"

Cui Bo didn't expect that while she was putting on lipstick, Zhou Huimin and He Daqi came out.

"Yes, I've finished reading it. You've worked hard too." Zhou Huimin smiled at her and hurried into the elevator.

After everyone got into the nanny car, Zhou Huimin angrily said, "This is completely nonsense. The first Infernal Affairs movie couldn't even be released in mainland China at the time. What's wrong with their brains to write such a plot in a TV series? Could these people be plucked out of TVB by Huanya? Besides love stories and messed-up metaphors, they can't write anything else?"

Liu Ying turned around with a smile and advised, "Calm down, calm down, Vivian, what's wrong with you? I'll make you some rush and poria tea to cool you down."

"Don't mention herbal tea. Whenever I think of that thing, I feel... oh... uh... uh..." Zhou Huimin pulled off He Daqi's hat and put it to his mouth.

squeak! ! !
The tires rubbed against the rubber of the underground garage, making a slightly harsh sound. Bai Wei lightly pressed the brakes and the nanny car slowly stopped.

Everyone in the car looked at Zhou Huimin worriedly.

"I'll call and book a plane ticket. Let's go back to Hong Kong to check. The boss has shares in Queen Mary Hospital, so going there can keep it a little more confidential." Liu Ying was obviously a little flustered.

Wang Rui shook his head and said, "No need. It's not a big deal to go back and forth. You can just go to the city directly. I remember that the experts here sometimes go to lower-level hospitals to see patients, and there are often old professors who check up on the public. Daqi, you can call your family and ask if there are any internal medicine experts in the clinics nearby. Those old experts don't have time to chase celebrities, so they won't recognize Vivian at all. We just need to prevent scattered patients from recognizing her."

This idea was much more reliable. He Daqi quickly took out his cell phone and called Siheyuan: "Grandma, is there any old internal medicine expert in the small hospital near us?"

The old lady was furious when she heard that. She started burbling, and He Daqi didn't have time to interrupt. "Yes, Daqi, are you feeling unwell? Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings, experts from large hospitals come to the neighborhood hospital to see patients. They don't always know which department, but they usually go to the internal medicine department. Daqi, if you really feel unwell, go directly to the large hospital. Do you want me to accompany you? Where are you now?"

"No need, grandma. It's not me. A friend of mine is vomiting and having diarrhea. I'm going to take him to see a doctor. I won't talk about it for now."

After hanging up the phone, He Daqi said to Bai Wei, "Sister Bai, go to Chongwenmen. The hospital my grandma mentioned is probably there."

Bai Wei nodded. In fact, her first reaction was that Zhou Huimin was carsick, so she stopped the car quickly. Now that she saw that it was not the case, she did not dare to delay. Unlike her usual slow driving, she drove fast all the way from Haidian to Chongwenmen.

The group breathed a sigh of relief upon entering the neighborhood hospital. It was filled with elderly men and women, with very few young people. Most of them were accompanied by their parents, so there was little need to worry about confidentiality. Wang Rui and Liu Ying rushed around registering and paying, then waited for their number to be called. While the others were surprised to see He Daqi and Zhou Huimin wearing masks and sunglasses in the scorching heat, no one thought much of it. They were all busy taking care of their families, so who had the time to scrutinize others?

It was 11 o'clock in the morning, almost past the busy hours, so I didn't have to wait too long before it was Zhou Huimin's turn.

As soon as the group entered the door, they saw an old lady in her sixties or seventies seeing patients.

The old lady looked up and asked with a little surprise, "Which of you is sick? What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Huimin sat down opposite the old lady and took off her mask and sunglasses: "Doctor, I'm not feeling well. I feel nauseous even without eating."

"Oh, this girl is so pretty! Open your mouth and let me see the coating on her tongue."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

The old lady put on her reading glasses and looked at him for a while. "You feel a little irritated and your stomach is out of balance. Eat less greasy food. Have you had a poor appetite recently?"

He Daqi immediately interrupted, "She doesn't have a loss of appetite. She eats a lot, and even after eating, she doesn't want to move. Doctor, is this because she can't digest what she ate?"

"You eat the most!" Zhou Huimin rolled her eyes at He Daqi, and not feeling satisfied, she punched him with her little fist.

The old lady saw it, nodded, and continued to comment: "Well, he is irritable and emotionally unstable."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin put on a ridiculous and bitter smile and sat down obediently.

"Put your hand out so I can feel your pulse."

Zhou Huimin obediently stretched out her hand.

The old lady put her hand on it, and then her face became more and more serious, as if she was a little uncertain. She changed her hand and tried again.

This situation scared everyone so much that they dared not breathe for fear of disturbing the old lady.

"That shouldn't be the case... Haven't you vomited before?" the old lady asked with a frown.

Zhou Huimin shook her head, looked at her eagerly and asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with me?"

Her sentimental associations were particularly rich right now. Could she be suffering from some serious illness? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Her and Daqi's good days hadn't even begun yet. Nothing would happen!

"That's really strange. You've been pregnant for three months. Why are you only starting to feel morning sickness now? And you seem so healthy. If it weren't for my experience, most people wouldn't be able to tell."

(End of this chapter)