During the emergency treatment of the wound, Ji Wuyou was arranged aside. Only doctors in the hospital could see Rong Shenxing's bloody arm inserted by a wooden strip.

The doctor was afraid that pulling out the wooden strip would accidentally penetrate the main artery. He was careful. Finally, he secretly arranged an operation that didn't take too long.

The news of major general Rong's operation was naturally sealed by Rong Keshen and Jin Yi.

More people were injured in the stadium, and the hospital was in a mess.

What people fall into is chaos, but also confusion.

But at the same time, Rong Shenxing's accident in the 3A stadium and the accidental collapse of Nie Yun's concert stadium were exposed by insiders.

According to the original plan, Rong Shen will leave for the ninth theater in a few days.

But as soon as it happened, no one knew what his trip would be like.

Nie Yun's studio reported peace at the first time, but did not reveal any attitude towards Rong Shenxing's injury at her concert. Obviously, it was to protect herself, and it was only manipulated by Nie Yun's team.

While waiting for the operation, Rong Keshen brought Ji Wuyou a cup of warm milk and a hot chaos. Ji Wuyou's clothes were dyed gray white by dust, and she took them powerlessly.

He put it on his knee and didn't move.

"Eat, Miss worry free. Don't let Mr. Rong worry about you anymore." Rong Ke sank down beside her.

Ji Wuyou sighed silently and looked down at his canvas shoes stained with dust: "I'm not too hungry."

But she went to open the plastic box containing chaos.

When I was holding the spoon, I immediately thought of something: "where's ChuChu? Is ChuChu okay?"

"Miss Rong Chu is fine, but she fell because there are too many people, but they are all minor injuries."

"Did she have the wound treated?"

"It will be handled," Rong Ke replied in a low voice.

The lights in the hospital corridor are dim. Now it's seven or eight o'clock in the evening. The corridor is very deep. A person's voice seems to penetrate the whole corridor.

"Aunt Zhong... Does she know?" Ji Wuyou stirred the chaotic soup with a spoon.

While talking, you can see your tired face as soon as you lower your head.

"Lord Rong won't let me tell you."

"Oh." Ji Wuyou said.

What if I told you? Bai Zhongshuang and Muma are worried. It's better to say something else after the operation.

"I know you!" Ji Wuyou ate half of the plastic box, filled his stomach and put down the spoon.

Rong Keshen glanced at her incomprehensibly, and there was a meaning of inquiry in her eyes.

"Uncle Shenheng told me about your life experience." Ji Wuyou stated faintly.

Rong Keshen's eyes trembled when he looked at the floor, but there was no obvious change. He should have known long ago: "uncle, he... Really knows my life experience best."

"Do you regret it?"

"Regret? What does Miss worry free say and what is the regret?"

"All."

Rong Keshen shook his head: "there's no regret. I know what I'm doing. As for the rest, Rong said, I don't have to think about it."

"Yes."

Ji Wuyou understands that in fact, their two positions are the same.

They are the same children picked up by Rong Shenheng.

It's just that she's lucky. She's a girl and doesn't have to go out with Rong Shenxing.

There was no match between the two people's conversation. The operation time was not long. Rong Shenxing's face was slightly pale, but he still walked out with a big stride. Ji Wuyou's whole face turned white.

She put down the plastic box and rushed over. She didn't dare to touch his hand: "why don't you give the third uncle anesthetic?"

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