"Okay, Elder Sister Yifei, Yue, we are here, and the intensive care unit is ahead." Scarlett stared deeply at Liu Yifei, speaking fluent Mandarin.

"Sister Xing, no matter what, what happened before, "[-]" let it go with the wind." Liu Yifei looked at Jia Xing lying on the hospital bed through the sealed glass door, her voice and appearance , is so serene, like a sleeping Snow White.

"Xing, I don't know if you can hear me?"

"I want to say, let's forget the past and start over. I hope that you can wake up soon. I hope that you will be safe and sound."

Yeyue slowly raised her right hand, touched the sealed glass door, looked at Jia Xing lying on the hospital bed, wearing a ventilator to maintain her life, her eyes were red with tears.

tread!tread! !There was a sound of crisp footsteps.

"Hi~ Are you Jiaxing's friends?" A white female doctor was wearing a white coat and a medical mask, with long blond hair tied into a ponytail, holding a folder in her hand.

"Yes, she is my girlfriend." Yeyue turned around, looked at the white female doctor, and said word by word.

"What???" The Caucasian female doctor was confused and confused.

"Uh, Jia Xing, he's our good friend." Scarlett rolled Yeyue's eyes, turned to face the female doctor, and spoke fluent American English.

"Doctor, how is her condition now?" Liu Yifei looked at the white female doctor with a serious face.

"Right now, Jia Xing's condition is not optimistic."

"She was shot through, and before that, she had suffered from mental illness."

"Through rescue, he was temporarily out of danger. However, the bullet entered from the back and protruded from the chest, only five centimeters away from the heart."

"If the ambulance is a little late for one minute, God can't save it." A white female doctor, wearing a white coat and taking off her medical mask, said solemnly.

"Thank you." Yeyue's face was solemn, she slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes.

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Three days later, on November 11th.The weather is getting colder and it is beginning to enter the early winter season.

Yeyue chose to leave the hospital and return to the crew of "Mr. Good".

Before being discharged from the hospital, he specially arranged for Tan Ya to stay in the hospital to protect Jia Xing.And like the hospital, they paid 300 million US dollars as the treatment fee for Jia Xing.

On the day she returned to the crew, Yeyue put herself into intense work again.He wants to hurry up, finish the filming quickly, and wrap up quickly.

After wrapping up, he hurried back to the hospital to take care of Jia Xing.

Los Angeles, under a certain overpass.

Two photographers are setting up a tripod and fixing the camera.

Four lighting engineers are carrying the softbox and preparing for the shooting.

"Fei'er, Yeyue, come here. Let me tell you about the play." Yu Feihong held the script in his right hand, looked at the two of them, and waved.

"Okay, Director Yu." Li Fei'er was wearing a khaki sweater, a pink sweater hat, and a red scarf. She breathed out and walked over.

"Sister Fei, I'm here." Yeyue was listless, with an absent-minded expression.

"Fei'er, this film has been filmed like this. It's full of twists and turns." Yu Feihong looked at Li Fei'er with a serious face, and said in a deep voice.

"Director Yu, um... Actually, I really want to thank Yeyue for recommending me to you. And she also gave me such a high salary." Li Fei'er took a deep breath, and bowed slightly towards Yu Feihong to express her gratitude.

"May'er, you don't have to thank me. The actors I need are those with acting skills and strengths, not fluffy flowers, those vases."

"You act naturally. Your understanding of the characters is also very good."

"A good actor can understand the ups and downs of life." Yu Feihong put her left hand on Li Fei'er's shoulder.

"Well, in fact, I can feel it when I play against Yeyue."

"Yueyue made Lu Yuan's heart very real." Li Fei'er nodded, subconsciously glanced at Yeyue, and found that he was still sluggish.

"Fei'er, have you ever thought about switching to another brokerage company?" Yu Feihong hesitated for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Change the agency? Who will want me?"

"Although my contract is about to expire in one year. However, my debut has been lukewarm for so many years." Li Fei'er blinked, spread her hands, and told the truth.

"Follow me, if you are willing, I will sign you and become the only artist in my studio." Yu Feihong made a decision after careful consideration.

"What? Director Yu, is this true?" Li Fei'er had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Of course, you still don't believe me, so there are no good resources for you?" Yu Feihong nodded, staring at Li Fei'er, and asked in a deep voice.

"No, Director Yu, but..." Li Fei'er subconsciously glanced at Yeyue.

"May'er, the number one female, it's impossible."

"But the female number two, I'm sure. After all, you also know that there are too many related actors in the circle now."

"Of course, you don't have to answer me right now, think about it carefully." Yu Feihong patted Li Feier's shoulder and comforted her with a smile.

"Okay, the next scene is that Lu Yuan and Gan Jing lost their salute on the first day they came to the United States."

"It just so happened that it was Gan Jing's birthday, so Lu Yuan bought a candle, a spray of cream and made a simple cake."

"They're under the flyover, celebrating their birthdays, having fun..." Yu Feihong began to speak 0 .

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Time passed quickly, and three days later, "Mr. Good" was officially completed.

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