As a beautiful person, he became popular in the variety show and flirted with the villain

In the car, Wen Qing and Qi Mo sat in the back, and the chief director became the driver.

But how dare he complain!
Along the way, the chief director took out the posture of drag racing, afraid that he would be late, Qi Moga was in his car.

Finally arrived at the hospital closest to the program group.

The two of them helped Qi Mo to hang up the number, bandage it, and it was five or six o'clock in the morning when all the busy work was over.

Belongs all night long.

There are not many doctors on duty at night, and when Wen Qing brought Qi Mo here today, he was afraid of any adverse effects, so he kept a low profile, just registered as usual, queued up, and took medicine.

Fortunately, Qi Mo's tendon in his hand was almost cut off. If it was cut off, it would be difficult to continue it, and it would be difficult to do heavy work if it was continued.

Fortunately, everything is fine.

Wen Qing was so tired that he slumped on the chair, while Qi Mo over there sat on the side obediently, sitting upright, with needles in his hands and hanging water.

Qi Mo lost a lot of blood and needed a hanging bottle.

Wen Qing stayed with him in the small seat over there, and the chief director returned to the program group to clean up the mess. When the chief director knew that Qi Mo's hand was stabbed by Lu Yiming with a knife, his jaw dropped in shock.

I also heard that Wen Qing cleaned up Lu Yiming, and Lu Yiming might not be able to sit on his buttocks when he was still lying on the floor in the corridor.

Chief Director: I really can't sit still!

If the camera captured Lu Yiming sleeping on the floor in the hallway with bruises all over his face, this show is going to be over, so is he!

The Lu family is not easy to provoke, and neither is Lu Yiming!

He may not care about Wen Qing beating him, but if he dares to let the camera shoot him, the chief director dares to guarantee that he will be the first one to solve it.

Wen Qing also knew the anxiety in the chief director's heart, so she let the chief director go back. She saw that the dark circles under the chief director's eyes were about to droop to the ground, and she didn't have the nerve to keep him any longer.

joke!That posture seemed to feel that he was about to die suddenly in the next second. If he didn't let him go, could he die in front of him?
Wen Qing doesn't like watching Renga.
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Camp cabin.

Xiao Qiaoran usually has the habit of doing morning exercises in the morning, because filming usually requires keeping in shape.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, there was a "dead body" lying at the door.

There were faintly dark red bloodstains on the ground, and the "dead body" seemed to have a bruised nose and a swollen face.

In this scene, the dim light shone in the narrow and narrow corridor, and there lay a person who didn't know if he was dead or not.

This isn't a "murder scene," what is! ?
Xiao Qiaoran quickly took out her mobile phone, ready to call the police.

My hands were trembling, I couldn't even hold the phone steadily, patter——

The phone fell face-on to the ground.

Because he saw the "dead body" move! !

The "dead corpse" turned its side and turned sideways, just facing Xiao Qiaoran.

Xiao Qiaoran took a few deep breaths before he dared to look over. He didn't know if he didn't look, but the person looked more and more familiar.

Isn't this Lu Yiming? !
Xiao Qiaoran, whose little heart was thumping with fright, became annoyed, and kicked Lu Yiming again.

That kick directly woke Lu Yiming awake.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Qiaoran holding his mobile phone, snapping, snapping pictures of himself in distress.

woke up!
Dozed off completely, Lu Yiming propped himself up with one hand and sat up, and after a few seconds of delay, he was ready to go back to his room while leaning against the wall.

He slept on such a hard floor all night, the cold wind blew, his body hurt, he felt that half of his life was about to die, and now that Xiao Qiaoran saw him like this, the other half of his life was about to die.

"deleted!"

Lu Yiming lowered his voice to threaten Xiao Qiaoran.

If it was someone else, they must have felt that Lu Yiming couldn't be provoked, so they obediently deleted it.

But who is Xiao Qiaoran? !
How could he delete Lu Yiming's most publicized ugly appearance in his life just because of Lu Yiming's cruel words? !
"I think you should go back quickly. The camera will start recording later, but I don't know if you can scare the people in the live broadcast room to death when you appear in front of the camera like this!"

Xiao Qiaoran turned off the phone screen, put the phone in his sweater pocket, stopped looking at Lu Yiming's ugly face, turned his head and left the corridor.

Seeing that he did not threaten Xiao Qiaoran, Lu Yiming's eyes were filled with resentment, but after thinking about Xiao Qiaoran's words, it was not unreasonable.

So, Lu Yiming supported the wall and slowly returned to his room.

Wen Qing's attack was very ruthless, Lu Yiming can't do strenuous activities at all now, even breathing hard will cause a severe cough.

But he didn't feel any resentment in his heart, and even felt that he was very happy that Wen Qing treated him so well.

He pressed hard on his painful abdomen, obviously the physiological tears in his eye sockets were faintly dripping because of the pain, but Lu Yiming didn't have any expression on his face.

After a long time, Lu Yiming looked at the bruises on his cheeks in the mirror, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up.

Those sharp eyebrows and eyes became soft and doting, with a strange morbidity.

"Wen Qing. Are you still with him in the hospital?"

"I was lying on the ground, and you didn't come back to look at me again!"

"It's really heartless!"

That kind of morbid obstinacy, with a frightening light in his eyes, the expression of Lu Yiming in the mirror is obviously a simple curled lips, but it makes people feel a little bit like being targeted by a cold poisonous snake.

After saying that, Lu Yiming didn't know what to think of, and pressed the wound on his body.

He said nonchalantly, "It seems to hurt a little, should I go to the hospital?"

Then he picked up the mobile phone placed beside the bed, pressed a call, and the other party connected quickly.

Lu Yiming's deep voice sounded, all the sickness in his eyes subsided, only the sternness and paranoia in his bones remained.

"Check, which hospital is Qi Mo in?"

"After you find out, come pick me up and arrange for me to be in the ward next to him."

Lu Yiming's goal was very clear, and he went for Wen Qing.

Since this injury was done by Wen Qing, it's understandable for him to let Wen Qing take care of him, right?
Lu Yiming who hung up the phone had a look in his eyes that he must win.

The sullen look between his brows was vague, he picked up the suit that had been placed on his bed, buried his head in the clothes again, and hugged him tightly.

It seems that this way you can hug the person you want to hug.

Mouth murmured.

"Qing Wen."

"Qing Wen."

I have been chanting Wen Qing's name all the time. If someone else sees it, they will definitely think this person is a lunatic!
Who would be so morbidly obsessed with holding a suit and calling a girl's name? !
The whole body exudes pathological paranoia, the tightly closed eyes, and the satiated look make one wonder what kind of strange picture he is imagining in his mind.