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Chapter 478 Clues

He Daqi used to feel that time passed at a leisurely pace, but now he doesn't feel that way anymore.

Never before has any year been like this. It feels like ten days or half a month can pass in the blink of an eye. It's as if something is urging me on. He Daqi is so busy that he can't find any free time.

There are many things to keep in mind, such as the resource arrangements for Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai, the recording of Infinite Challenge, the script for the new movie, and the two film series that they want to start.

He felt more than once that there was something wrong with him and wanted to take it slow, but every time he got busy, he forgot his original intention.

Zhou Huimin has complained several times that He Daqi is no longer as caring for the family as before. She says he has enough money to last several lifetimes and she really can't understand what He Daqi is busy doing.

He Daqi would always just smile and say he would be more careful, and that's what he really thought. But in the end, he still didn't change much. Only after he finished his work would he realize that he had forgotten his promise again, and he could only try to find time to spend more time with his wife and children.

What exactly happened that put me in this state?
That so-called upgrade task? That shouldn't be the case. Logically speaking, whether or not to upgrade is up to him, and He Daqi could be quite relaxed.

Or perhaps he has some kind of mental illness? Otherwise, why would he have unknowingly taken on so many messy projects just to complete the task?

Thinking of this, He Daqi sighed.

He checked the data in the system space and saw that more than 40 million people had reached the required level of favorability, almost half of them. The number kept jumping up and down, and the more it rose, the more He Daqi felt that he should take action.

He opened his eyes, glanced at the two children nestled to his left and right, and noticed that they were engrossed in watching cartoons. He smiled and prepared to get up and go to the kitchen to wash the fruit so that the two little rascals could eat while watching.

As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy, like someone with anemia, and his vision suddenly went black.

Thoughts seemed to slow down, everything around me stopped moving, and then all I could hear was the chaotic, buzzing of thousands of people talking at once.

He Daqi... He Daqi... He Daqi
He Daqi...

He Daqi...

All these people's words share a common name: He Daqi.

"Da Qi, what's wrong with you?! Don't scare me! Da Qi! Da Qi!!!"

As his body was shaken, Zhou Huimin's shouts became clearer and clearer in his ears. He Daqi opened his eyes abruptly, as if a drowning person had suddenly breathed air.

"What... what's wrong with me?" He Daqi felt his throat suddenly become extremely dry, and his voice became hoarse. He didn't know whether he was asking himself or Zhou Huimin.

Did you just get up? Did you not? Why are you still sitting on the sofa?

The tinnitus that had appeared out of nowhere was making He Daqi very uncomfortable. He looked around and found that his two children and Zhou Huimin were looking at him in fear.

“You just stood up, and then suddenly you seemed to faint, leaning back and falling onto the sofa. Daqi, are you feeling unwell? Have you caught a cold because you've been too busy lately? I'll call Qin Long and Qin Hu over now and help you to the hospital to get checked out.”

Zhou Huimin's voice was panicked and hurried. He Daqi had never seen such a flustered look on her face before. He didn't pretend to be a hero and say that he was fine. He just nodded and agreed to Zhou Huimin's idea of ​​going to the hospital to get checked out.

Noticing that his two children were pursing their lips and looking at him nervously, He Daqi smiled nonchalantly and comforted them, "Don't be afraid, Dad is fine. I'm probably just too tired lately."

The Dragon and Tiger Brothers arrived quickly, perhaps because Zhou Huimin's urging on the phone was too urgent, so the two brothers arrived with furrowed brows.

The last time Ho Ta-chi was sick was when he accompanied Vivian Chow to South Korea for a concert, which was six years ago. Given Ho Ta-chi's physique, he doesn't seem like someone who could fall ill from overwork. Besides, this wasn't considered overwork; he was just a little busier than before. So, this reason is not sufficient.

Upon arriving and seeing He Daqi's weak and listless appearance, the Longhu brothers couldn't help but overthink things. Although they didn't say anything, they were already convinced that he was seriously ill.

The two helped He Daqi into the car, followed by Zhou Huimin with a concerned expression. The van then drove at a speed it rarely did, heading straight for the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, He Daqi was less dizzy and gradually regained his strength. He even had the mood to joke with Zhou Huimin: "Do you think tomorrow's headlines will be about the two of us queuing up for a number at the hospital?"

Zhou Huimin didn't respond to that. She had been so worried that she hadn't said a word the whole way because He Daqi was uncomfortable and had kept his eyes closed. Now that she heard He Daqi was willing to speak, Zhou Huimin quickly instructed, "Daqi, you must tell the doctor exactly where you feel uncomfortable, and then have all the necessary tests done. You must tell him the details, otherwise I'm afraid the doctor will make a wrong diagnosis."

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. I'm probably just tired." He Daqi's words seemed somewhat insincere, as he vaguely sensed that it might not be a physical issue.

Zhou Huimin was genuinely terrified and insisted on having He Daqi undergo all the necessary examinations. Seeing her so confident that she was certain He Daqi was ill, the doctor lost confidence, thinking that his medical skills were inadequate. He even invited his teacher and fellow students to conduct a consultation for He Daqi.

"Teacher, could this be respiratory alkalosis?"

"No, look, all his indicators are normal now, and he doesn't have symptoms like numbness in his hands and feet or shortness of breath, so it's unlikely to be respiratory alkalosis. It's probably psychological factors caused by stress." After taking He Daqi's pulse, the old doctor looked at the test report and gave an uncertain guess.

Zhou Huimin's face darkened. She didn't dare say much in front of him. She had seen He Daqi faint clearly the moment he collapsed, so it was definitely a health problem. However, it was highly unlikely that He Daqi was experiencing anxiety due to stress. She couldn't understand what kind of stress He Daqi could have. Was going to be stressed just by going to the company for half a day? How could ordinary people survive? Others work eight or nine hours a day and don't seem to have any stress.

At this moment, she made up her mind that if they couldn't find anything wrong here, she would quickly take He Daqi to Hong Kong for a checkup. If they couldn't find anything in Hong Kong either, they would go to the White-Headed Eagle for another checkup.

……

……

"Hey, Daqi, I heard you went back to China yesterday? How are you feeling?"

"It's nothing, I'm in great health and have a good appetite. It's just that my wife worries too much, so I went abroad for a trip. I had all sorts of checkups done, and there's nothing wrong with me. By the way! Congratulations, Mr. Han, the box office is a huge success!"

"Haha, I'm relieved that you're alright. The box office is still a long way from the record set by Painted Skin, so it's not a big hit yet."

He Daqi chuckled. Old Han was quite ambitious, actually comparing his box office to that of Painted Skin. Painted Skin spent a fortune to boost its box office; there was no comparison.
He shook his head slightly, offered a couple of perfunctory words, and then hung up the phone with a smile.

This hasty trip abroad proved to be true, just as he had suspected; his health was indeed fine. However, Zhou Huimin was now using this as an excuse, constantly telling He Daqi to take care of his health no matter what he did, and then using various pretexts to prevent him from doing anything. He wasn't allowed to use his phone much, play games, or even play with the children. The most absurd thing was that his diet had changed; he had been eating a bland diet for almost half a month, which was making He Daqi feel hot and bothered.

If you're so careful about your health, then why do you hug me so tightly every night when we sleep, as if you're afraid I'll run away when I wake up? This often causes me to wake up in the middle of the night because I have difficulty breathing.

He Daqi smacked his lips and picked up his phone to browse the news.

Sure enough, the headlines these days are all about speculation about his health, and some people with wild imaginations have even given He Daqi all sorts of rare and complicated illnesses. You can even open He Daqi's Yabo account and you'll find a bunch of people praying for him.

Seeing He Daqi's eye twitching, he quickly posted a Weibo post explaining that he was fine and it was just a routine check-up.

"Stop looking at your phone. You've been looking at your phone too much, and you've been exposed to radiation, which is why you fainted that day." A slender hand gripped the top of He Daqi's phone, trying to confiscate it.

That's incredible, they're even emitting radiation.

He Daqi helplessly raised his head and looked at Zhou Huimin, who had a stubborn look on her face, feeling like he was about to be laughed at for being so ridiculous.

"Do you even believe the reason you gave yourself?" He Daqi asked speechlessly.

"I don't care. If they can't find anything wrong, it means they haven't found the right illness. You have to change your old routine completely. From now on, go to bed early and get up early every day, go out for walks when you have nothing to do, and don't play on your phone or computer too often. You also can't continue to meddle in those trivial matters at the company."

He Daqi couldn't stand it anymore. He rolled his eyes, snatched the phone, pinched Zhou Huimin's cheek, and asked mischievously, "Why are you acting like a nagging mother now? You finally found an excuse to bother me with everything. Tell me, are you doing this on purpose to make me laugh?"

Zhou Huimin's eyes turned dangerous, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she said calmly, "Let go."

"I won't let go." He Daqi not only didn't let go, but also happily tugged at Zhou Huimin's cheek.

This infuriated Zhou Huimin, who immediately wanted to arrange for the little iron hammer, her fists clenched. But then she remembered that He Daqi was a suspected patient, so she could only angrily slap He Daqi's hand away.

She made up her mind that once He Daqi was sure he was alright, she would definitely teach that bastard a lesson. He was completely unreasonable, and why was she being so strict with him? It was all to properly... properly recuperate his body.

"It's okay to look at your phone, but you can't look at it for half a day at a time or lie on the sofa without moving. You need to get up and move around every half hour. Didn't the doctor say that you probably sat for too long that day, which caused poor blood circulation and made you dizzy as soon as you got up?"

"Stop babbling, and don't try to mess with me with excuses you don't even believe yourself."

"...I don't care anymore, I'm going to kill you today!"

Seeing He Daqi's shameless behavior, Zhou Huimin stopped pretending and started arguing with him.

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He Daqi has been to Asia for a long time. Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. He originally planned to travel all over the country with the Infinite Challenge crew, but he didn't expect to run into trouble. Now, Lu Yang has already filmed four episodes, and He Daqi's job as a host is considered to be out of a job.

He Daqi nodded and greeted the employees he knew. Almost everyone was secretly glancing at him. It seems that this trending topic has really caught everyone's attention, and they all want to see if He Daqi is really sick.

Lu Yang led the team to film Infinite Challenge, Ning Hao was filming Jinling Photo Studio, and Zhang Yimou was actually at the company right now. It seems that Painted Skin 2 has finished filming and he's doing post-production here.

He Daqi didn't intend to talk to Zhang Yimou. Seeing that he was busy, he decided to go directly to Liu Ying's office to have a chat.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yimou came straight to He Daqi even though He Daqi didn't intend to look for him. This old man Zhang was not one to chat with He Daqi, so when he saw him being stopped, He Daqi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"I heard you have ALS?" Zhang Yimou asked in a low voice.

Honestly, He Daqi isn't sure if Zhang Yimou came to annoy him or to show concern; he's probably more annoyed than concerned.

"Director Zhang, could you tell me who told you this? I'm really curious!"

"I saw it on the news. I was just saying that you look so lively and energetic, you don't look sick at all. Okay, I was just asking. Go do what you need to do. I'll continue editing the video."

Zhang Yimou turned and left, completely ignoring He Daqi's posture as if he was about to argue with him.

It took He Daqi a while to realize that he had been ambushed. He clicked his tongue and went into Liu Ying's office with a speechless expression.

"Daqi, are you fully recovered? Vivian called me and said you were taking a break because of work-related anxiety. Why didn't you rest a little longer? Why did you come to the company?"

When Liu Ying saw He Daqi enter, she immediately observed his complexion. Seeing that He Daqi was alright, she then asked him what was wrong.

"Stop talking, I'm starting to regret it. I shouldn't have come today."

He Daqi truly regretted it. Only after arriving did he realize that Lu Yang and Ning Hao were not there, and he couldn't even find anyone to talk to. He had been amused by Old Zhang for nothing, and now he didn't know what to do.

It seems that if I don't want to cause trouble with Vivian Chow in the future, I can only find a place to go fishing. Coming to the company is just boring and playing on my phone. If there's anything, it's better to just call directly and talk face to face. After talking, I feel like I'm just wasting my time.

"Daqi, you're here about the launch of the images and colors, right? Vivian talked to us about this before."

"Well, I won't be going to ring the bell this time. You and Sister Hua can ring it. By the way, Sister Liu, isn't Love Apartment finished production? When will it premiere on Shanghai TV?"

"Once their current drama finishes airing, and they see the finished product and think it's good, they'll just insert it into the lineup."

(End of this chapter)