In the hotel room, Wang Yang sat cross-legged on the bed. Listening to Jessica's original words on his phone, he smiled interestingly: "Haha, really? I have said that? Wild duck? But if there is a wild duck, it will be more beautiful there..." Suddenly, a strong sense of vomiting surged up, he endured it uncomfortable and said: "Jessica, my head is a little dizzy, oh, nothing is wrong, just feel it is constantly swollen and is about to become an invincible big head... Ha, I'll rest first, um, bye!"

As soon as he pressed the end call button, Wang Yang couldn't wait to jump out of bed and rushed into the bathroom quickly. Then, there were bursts of dry retching sounds. After a long time, he gasped slightly and walked out slowly. Damn it! He just drank three glasses of wine. The boss clearly said that the alcohol content was very low, so why did it become like this? Or was he born not a good ingredient for drinking? Thinking about the memories after walking out of the pub, Wang Yang couldn't help laughing again. If he fell into the lake, he would become a wild duck.

With his mouth and tongue dry, Wang Yang poured a cup of warm water and drank it all, but the vomiting immediately surged up again. He retching, and his dizzy and painful head suddenly hurt like an explosion. This made him feel dizzy and had to hold on to the wall before he did not fall to the ground.

Oh my God, why is it so uncomfortable... Is this the price of "alcoholicism"? He covered his forehead helplessly, and his hands felt very hot. He frowned in confusion and said to himself: "What, I have a fever?"

Practicing boxing and exercises every day without any storm, which has always made Wang Yang's physical fitness great. He can't remember how long he has not been sick? One, two, three years? But this record seems to be over. He looked through the drawer of the room and found a mercury thermometer to hold it under his armpit. The dizziness and vomiting made him feel more and more uncomfortable. He sat by the bed and called his family doctor with his mobile phone. Although he was not sick, he hired a family doctor for regular physical examinations. As soon as the phone was answered, Wang Yang asked: "Hey, Andy, I think I have a fever; there are some colds, I sneeze every few minutes; and I really want to vomit..."

"Yang, when did this start? What's the specific situation?" Andy's serious voice came from the phone. Wang Yang shook his head with a funny look and said, "In fact, this is the case. I drank a few glasses of wine this morning, and then I got drunk. When I woke up, I found myself sleeping by a lake in the wild. It was raining and my clothes were soaked. Maybe this is how it made me feel a fever?"

Andy said in surprise, "Oh my God" and said, "Yang, I need to remind you that this is a very dangerous suicide. You sleep outdoors after being drunk, right by the lake. Think about what would happen if you roll into the lake? You are dead." Wang Yang said in an awkward tone: "I know." That's why he said to Jessica, "I woke up in the bed in the hotel", but he couldn't deceive the doctor. He took out his thermometer and looked at it, and said, "Andy, my temperature is 40 degrees, what medicine should I take?"

"Go to the hospital right away and have a detailed blood test." Andy said in a deep voice: "You may have a common fever and cold, and vomiting is just because of drunkenness; but it may also be other causes. You slept in the wild for a day. Is it Los Angeles? Oh, Toronto? We don't know if there will be any virus-carrying insects. Although the probability is very small, the most serious one can be acute encephalitis. Don't trust the hotel doctor, go to the hospital."

Acute encephalitis!? Wang Yang frowned speechlessly. It wouldn't be that serious, right? Of course, he wouldn't joke about his life. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go now." After hanging up his phone, he shrugged slightly, grabbed a windbreaker, and went out to the nearby hospital.

As night approached, lights were on both sides of the streets in downtown Toronto. Wang Yang leaned on the back of the taxi chair, half-closed his eyes in a drowsy manner, and had no intention of enjoying the street scene outside. He hadn't been sick for a long time, but he felt so uncomfortable that he was dying when he got sick. Is this called accumulation? At this time, his cell phone suddenly rang, he took it out slowly and connected, and said weakly: "Hello."

"Yang... Good evening, um, the phone call a few days ago... I'm sorry." Rachel's voice came from her phone, and she sighed, "I'm so rude, I... I'm an idiot." Rachel? Wang Yang blinked his eyes and cheered up, "Rachel, that's nothing, I don't care at all." He shook his head, pressed his temple with his other hand, and explained, "Oh, I mean I'm not angry, I don't know what I would cause trouble for you, Rachel, I don't know what to say." As he said that, he suddenly sneezes and his head became dizzy again.

What's wrong with him? Rachel looked at the night outside the window, and a trace of doubt flashed across her face. His voice didn't sound like him at all, dead, without the momentum or vitality. At this time, the phone "Ah sneezing", Rachel immediately understood, her heart tightened, and she blurted out, "Are you sick?" Then she heard him say, "Well, it's just a small cold." Suddenly, she heard a strange male voice saying, "Come on, Sinai Mountain Hospital."

Sinai Hospital? Rachel couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Yang, are you in Toronto now?" Wang Yang over there said, "No, I'm in Los Angeles." Rachel was silent for a moment, feeling as uncomfortable as she was stuck. She took two steps and couldn't help but say, "Yang, do you remember I said that my mother was a nurse? She always wanted me to be a doctor; and Sinai Hospital is a very famous hospital here."

Walking towards the hospital gate, Wang Yang smiled awkwardly and said to his phone: "Did you hear it? Yes, I'm in Toronto, Rachel, I... Ah snee!" He just didn't want everyone to feel embarrassed. Rachel over there asked worriedly, "How are you okay?" Wang Yang wiped his nose, relaxing his voice as much as possible, and said: "I'm fine, I just have a little headache..." As he said, the strong vomiting made him retching, and he laughed and said: "There's still a little bit of disgust, it's no big deal."

Just sneeze, headache, nausea, and don’t have any strength to speak. Is this a small cold? Rachel frowned and asked loudly: “What’s wrong with you?” After being yelled at her, Wang Yang felt even more dizzy, and walked with his feet floating, saying: “I don’t know, I’m drunk today, maybe because of a fever and drunk... Rachel, can you say this first?" He had no strength to speak, and it was very uncomfortable to spin...

The worry on Rachel's face became a little heavier, she had a fever and was drunk? At this time, she vaguely heard a very thick female voice on her phone: "Sir, be careful! Do you need help?" Then, the phone beeped, Rachel frowned, held the phone hard, and suddenly turned around and ran quickly outside the room.

Looking at Rachel wearing a blue sweater and jeans standing at the door of the ward, Wang Yang lying on the hospital bed raised his left hand and smiled hello: "Hi, Rachel. The doctor said, I just had a common fever and cold, nothing big, but I actually think I have subsided. I said before that you don't have to go there." Rachel looked at his right hand with an infusion, and an ice pack applied to his forehead. He smiled slightly, walked in without saying a word, and sat on the chair beside the bed.

Wang Yang looked at her, and her smiling face showed two dimples, which were very sweet. He smiled and said, "What are you laughing at?" Rachel shook her head and smiled and said, "Now, you are the most embarrassing in my understanding." Wang Yang said, "Then congratulations." He looked at the warm water bottle and empty water cup on the bedside table, and said, "Can you pour me a glass of water?" Rachel got up and poured a glass of water, handed it to him, and said, "Sorry, it's not wine."

"Oh, I'm very grateful for it," Wang Yang took a sip, Rachel put the water cup back on the cabinet, looked at him and smiled, "So, can you tell me your story today? Drunk and sent myself to the hospital?" Wang Yang couldn't help laughing when he remembered what happened today, and said, "I didn't expect it to be like this. The tavern owner was very enthusiastic..." Then, he laughed out loud, and finally smiled, "I just threw stones by the lake. I remember the best result was to fly five times or two times? I can't remember clearly. I was already lying on the bed in the hotel when I woke up. Isn't it interesting?"

"Interesting?" Rachel's smile disappeared, her face was expressionless, and her voice calmly said: "Yang, I'm sure your fever has not subsided, otherwise you wouldn't say that. You fell asleep by the lake, and you were still in the heavy rain today, so you had a fever and was here. Am I right?" Wang Yang was stunned and nodded and said: "Yes, you are right. Why do you know?" Rachel said lightly: "Because you like to tell stories in detail, but from the time you left the lake to the time you returned to the hotel, you ended with just one sentence; and if you were telling the truth, you wouldn't have a fever."

Wang Yang shrugged and smiled, "You are Erin Adler." Rachel shook her head and said, "I don't have the ability to defeat Sherlock Holmes, this is just common sense. There is another common sense, do you know?" She stopped suppressing her anger and said anxiously: "That is, don't run around when you are drunk, and don't run to the lake! You almost lost your life, Yang, Shenqi Yang, you almost lost your life! Do you know! What are you doing? Do you think many people cry for you? Your parents? Your friends? Your girlfriend? Your movie fans? And me? I cry like a little girl?!"

"You think the headlines of the newspaper reads 'Miya Yang was drunk and fell into the lake and drowned', and then everyone said 'Oh if he wasn't dead, he would make many good movies, he would win the Oscar for Best Director... But it's a pity that he died'." Rachel stared at Wang Yang who was stunned, and she waved her hand and continued to say quickly: "What? Do you want to see all this? You get it! As long as you roll into the lake and become that wild duck! You will go from a moth to a wild duck who can't swim and seek death! How can you not cherish yourself so much?!"

Wang Yang's heart was beating. If he died today, mom and dad, Jessica, his friend... He looked at Rachel with her eyebrows standing up and her. He let out a long sigh and said, "I'm sorry, Rachel, I don't know. I didn't know that I was drunk at that time... My fault, but there won't be another time. I promise, I won't be the wild duck."

Rachel looked at him, and her face was still as heavy as water. Wang Yang suddenly grinned and covered her head, screaming and said in pain: "Oh, my head, it is about to explode..." Rachel rolled her eyes, couldn't help laughing, and said softly: "It deserves!" Wang Yang also smiled, but then both of them fell silent. After a while, Rachel said softly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shouted at you so much, you are a patient now." Wang Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm sure my fever has subsided, and only these snots are left." As he said that, he sucked his nose.

"Have you found the place to film "Juno", today's town?" Rachel asked, taking out a tissue from her handbag and handing it to him. Wang Yang took it over and wiped his nose and replied: "It's beautiful, but it's not suitable for "Juno". The houses there are too sparse and the trees are too short..."

"I know a place." Rachel smiled slightly and described it: "The houses on the street are all two-story high, and the trees are ancient big trees. The roads are covered with fallen leaves every day, and there is often foggy there. There is also a beautiful little high school nearby, the kind you want." Wang Yang said happily: "Really? Do you often fog? I just want to take some foggy shots!" This is also one of the reasons why he chose Toronto, but here is foggy. Rachel nodded and said: "That's the best place I know."

Wang Yang blurted out and said, "Don't you know?" Rachel was stunned, then took a deep breath, and said in a long voice: "Yang, what do you want me?" Wang Yang closed his eyes and frowned and said, "Rachel, I'm sure my fever has not subsided." Rachel couldn't help but smile, and looked at the face that was smiling secretly, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and said, "Yang, I like you."

Damn it! Wang Yang opened his eyes suddenly, not knowing what to say, and said, "Rachel..." Rachel looked at him with a smile, shrugged, "It's much more comfortable to say it, I should have said it long ago, you've fascinated me." After a pause, she smiled and said, "I said this is not what I want to do, I just want to face myself, do you know? I have tried dating other boys, but you always jumped out, ha, ruin everything. I always thought that if I said earlier, 'I like you? I love you?' Will we be together? But now I can only make a spare tire."

Wang Yang took off the ice pack on his forehead, supported himself and looked at her with his eyes, and said seriously: "Rachel, Jessica and I have a good relationship. We will get married, have children, and start a family in the future..." He shook his head and said: "We can't do it. You don't need to do this, don't do this!"

"I know, so we are good friends, aren't we?" Rachel stood up, patted his shoulder, and smiled, "You ruined my life, I hate you! But, thank you." After that, she turned around and walked, and when she reached the door, she turned around and smiled, "Good night!"
Chapter completed!