Chapter 47

The old township hospital was in a mess and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant. There are no partitions in the three-person ward, and a curtain is used to create a private area.

Yuan Heng, wearing a shirt and trousers, sat on the greasy nursing bench, looking out of place with everything around him.

"Sister Zhang," he looked at the woman lying on the bed, "I'm from Yuantai Culture, Yuan Heng."

In the wire break incident, a temporary site worker named Wang Shuo came forward to take the blame. Just a few days ago, Yuan Heng's secretary Qi Huai found out the hospital where his wife was receiving treatment.

The medical record card at the end of the bed stated the confirmed condition: cirrhosis of the liver.

Zhang Mei has been hospitalized for more than half a year. Her face has sunken in a sickly manner, her stomach is swollen due to ascites, and the back of her hands are covered with needle marks. Seeing the stranger, her eyes trembled and she said warily: "Old Wang has already gone in, why are you still looking for me?"

Facing the emaciated patient, Yuan Heng showed no warmth and said bluntly, "Wang Shuo didn't do the movie studio thing, did he?"

"I don't know, I know nothing." Zhang Mei waved her hands tremblingly, "Go ask Lao Wang."

"Wang Shuo has been arrested. Do you know what kind of life he is living?" Yuan Heng looked into her eyes. "The prison environment is even worse than here. The people he is imprisoned with are all real criminals. Do you think Wang Shuo, with his honest character, will be bullied in there?"

"Being hungry is a small matter. Even if my limbs are broken, I have to endure it."

Zhang Mei's lips moved, and she finally couldn't help crying out: "My husband Wang didn't do anything wrong. It was those people who forced him to..."

Yuan Heng leaned forward, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. He stared at Zhang Mei: "Who are they?"

"I don't know either," Zhang Mei wiped her tears. "That person said that if Lao Wang confessed his guilt, he would give us a sum of money. He also said that he was an honest person and would be released after a few days of education. I didn't expect that he would be sentenced."

"How does Wang Shuo usually contact them?" Yuan Heng asked.

"Hand, cell phone," Zhang Mei turned over with difficulty. Qi Huai, who was beside her, helped her up. She opened the tattered cabinet in front of the bed and took out a cell phone from it.

The phone model is an ordinary elderly phone and it is out of battery. Qi Huai said: "We are investigating this case. We hope you can cooperate with us and clear Brother Wang's name."

Compared to Yuan Heng, this gentle-looking young man wearing glasses seemed more friendly. Zhang Mei hesitated and said, "Can you really..."

"Please trust us." Qi Huai said, "President Yuan will upgrade your ward to the city. You just need to rest and recuperate until Brother Wang comes out to reunite with him."

Zhang Mei finally relented and put the phone in Qi Huai's hand: "I don't want treatment anymore. It can't be cured. Can you give the hospital money directly to Lao Wang? I'm afraid he won't be able to find a job after he is discharged."

"If it wasn't for your medical treatment, Brother Wang would definitely not have taken the initiative to take the blame." Qi Huai said, "Just focus on taking care of your health and don't make Brother Wang worry."

When I came out of the ward, the sky was gloomy and it looked like it was going to rain.

Yuan Heng said, "Go and continue investigating who Wang Shuo has contacted. Be quick and don't let anyone notice any traces."

"Not calling the police?" Qi Huai asked.

"These guys are used to sacrificing pawns to save the king. If the police take over, it will alert them," Yuan Heng said in a somewhat cold voice. "We can't let them get away again."

After returning to Blue Sea, Yuan Heng went to the club's swimming pool for a swim, which calmed him down a lot.

The muscles were cold and tense. There were not many people swimming during dinner time. At the other end, there was a couple playing in the shallow water.

Yuan Heng came out wearing a bathrobe, leaving a few wet footprints. He wondered if Xiao Ziyu could swim, so he decided to bring him to learn from him some other day.

He sat on a recliner and drank a glass of ice water until he was cooled down inside and out. Then he picked up his phone and saw a message from Xiao Ziyu an hour ago.

Without a beginning or an end, a very reserved sentence: "I rode a horse today."

He pushed it over without caring about his image, his bathrobe was wide open, water droplets slid down his throat to his chest, his whole body was wet.

The call was connected quickly and I could clearly see that Xiao Ziyu was in the hotel, but the next second the camera spun around and the screen went black.

Yuan Heng said calmly: "You threw me away?"

The vision began to shake again, and Xiao Ziyu's face reappeared, but his eyes were erratic, as if he didn't know where to look: "Can you put on your clothes?"

"There are only two pieces of flesh on my chest," Yuan Heng sneered, "You touched it and you lay on it, and now you are shy again?"

Xiao Ziyu thought to himself, was I doing that voluntarily?

But he soon noticed that Yuan Heng's background was not at home, and he was a little curious: "Are you on a business trip?"

Yuan Heng: “No.”

"Then why aren't you at home?" Xiao Ziyu asked, "And you're still like this..."

He clearly looked like he had just taken a shower. He was neither in the hotel nor at home. So where did he go?

Yuan Heng smiled nonchalantly: "Checking my post?"

Xiao Ziyu immediately said: "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

Yuan Heng was willing to be controlled by him and confessed: "In the swimming pool of Blue Sea."

Xiao Ziyu had never been there before, "Is it fun?"

"It's fun," Yuan Heng tempted, "When you come back, I'll take you to play in the water."

Xiao Ziyu pursed his lips and remained silent again. Yuan Heng changed the subject: "The horse riding scene we filmed today?"

It was Xiao Ziyu's first time riding a horse in modern society and he was praised by everyone, which made him more or less excited. He looked modest and reserved, but couldn't help sharing his thoughts with others. However, Yuan Heng's responses were too slow, and his excitement had already largely dissipated.

He said calmly, "Yeah."

"It seems like he rides well," Yuan Heng said, "otherwise he wouldn't show off to me."

Where is the showing off? Xiao Ziyu's thoughts were exposed, and he felt a little embarrassed, "I'm just bored..."

"You thought of me when you were bored." Yuan Heng insisted, "You were flattered by the compliments on the set, you definitely didn't think of me."

Xiao Ziyu's face was about to turn red, so he just showed off his pride for once: "I'm good at horse riding."

Yuan Heng: "Then it seems that the teacher taught well."

Xiao Ziyu finally found an opportunity to sarcastically say, "Men should rely on themselves. The teacher can only threaten people with words and has no teacher ethics."

Yuan Heng suffered a loss but was unable to refute. Seeing Xiao Ziyu making him angry vividly, he moved his fingers and could only pick up the remaining half cup of ice water and drink it up.

After moistening his throat, he asked, "When will the filming be completed?"

This was Xiao Ziyu's first official filming. He remembered it clearly, "It was the beginning of the dog days, July 11th in the Gregorian calendar."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Heng contacted Zheng Hong and asked for the real-time data after the broadcast of "Maple Forest Evening".

The trend of online discussion was pretty much what he expected. Lin Buwei, as the villain, attracted most of the discussion. The audience who supported and opposed the Demon Cult were divided into two camps, and there was a lot of verbal battles going on.

What surprised him a little was that the number of Xiao Ziyu's fans has also been rising sharply in recent days. Today, the crew of "Qing Yu'an" posted a still of Fang Jingshi in women's clothing, which became a hot topic.

“Wife, wife, wife!”

“Isn’t this really a changed face?”

"Beautiful lady whipped me [色][色]"

"Zi Yu's fans have exceeded 500,000. When will there be a fan benefit?"

"One person wrote in blood and dressed as a woman for a live broadcast!"

Yuan Heng avoided the dirty words and clicked into the super topic of #元宵#. As expected, a lot of content had been updated in it.

He opened one at random and read it with great interest.

With less than a week left to the end of filming, everyone was feeling a little reluctant to leave. Even Director Yang wasn't so serious anymore.

Time passed quickly, and the final scene was officially filmed on the day when the dog days of summer began.

At that time, Wei Zhouqi had already ascended the throne and Fang Huaizhi died in a rebellion. Fang Jingshi fulfilled his wish to avenge his mother, but had no intention of entering the court as an official.

On the day he left the capital, Wei Zhouqi dismissed his personal guards and saw him off alone. The two of them reined in their horses at the edge of a cliff, and looking out over the vast expanse of beautiful scenery.

Fang Jingshi was still dressed in blue, with a flowing sash, looking as elegant and handsome as ever.

Wei Zhouqi stood beside him: "Will you come back?"

Fang Jingshi chuckled: "Of course, my mother is still here."

He erected a monument for his mother Wanhe, on this cliff far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, where he could see all living things just by looking down.

Wei Zhouqi was silent for a while: "If you want to come back, there is always a place for you in the court."

"Your Majesty, you are in a high position now, so you must not be too willful." Fang Jingshi called him "Your Majesty" but showed no respect at all. "Also, don't always have a sullen face. Girls won't like it."

Wei Zhouqi raised his head: "You know I have no intention..."

"If you have no intention of marrying a queen, those old officials in the court will not let you go," Fang Jingshi said seriously, his smile faded a little, "Since you have chosen this position, sit on it well."

The camera gave a close-up of Zhou Qilin. He squinted his eyes and felt a little confused for the first time. When he had nothing, he envied power. When these things were within his reach, he found that the freedom and ease that Fang Jingshi had was something he had never had before.

"Brother Wei, please stay." Fang Jingshi jumped on his horse and waved his hand, "We'll meet again if we're destined to."

Wei Zhouqi really didn't move, and watched Fang Jingshi go farther and farther away. Xiao Ziyu raised the reins and shouted wantonly: "Go!"

Isn't it the case that Fang Jingshi's free and unfettered life is what he envies? But it's all coming to an end.

He saw the big jib catching up with him and trying to take a close-up shot, but he was unable to control the myriad emotions in his heart. He wanted to laugh out loud, but when he pulled his lips a tear fell.

Director Yang's voice came with the wind: "Passed!"

Cheers rang out behind him. Xiao Ziyu stopped hesitantly and wiped his eyelids with his sleeve. He couldn't control his tears and he was not sure if this was the emotion the director wanted.

The strong wind carried him back in small steps. Xiao Ziyu dismounted from the horse, his voice a little hoarse from the wind: "Director Yang."

"The emotions are there." Director Yang patted him on the shoulder, "This is a great scene."

Zhou Qilin also came over and gave him a hug: "Thank you for playing Fang Jingshi."

"It's hard to find a soulmate," Song Mei wiped away the tears from her eyes, "I was so moved on the spot. When it's officially aired, the audience will cry a lot."

"Tonight is the wrap-up party, everyone should be happy." Du Ruochao said beside him, "Thank you all for presenting the story I wanted to express."

Director Yang has always been low-key. The wrap party was held at a nearby open-air golf course. It was not broadcast live to the public. He only invited photographers to take pictures and record the event. The actors could invite their family and friends to attend.

Chen Churan's sisters stayed in Hangzhou yesterday and came to the outside of the set to watch early this morning. Song Mei's husband also came. Zhou Qilin was accompanied by two buddies with whom he had known for more than ten years. Seeing that Song Mei was in a low mood, they simply put their arms around his shoulders and took him away.

The banquet hadn't started yet, but the place was already bustling with activity. Xiao Ziyu looked around and found that he couldn't seem to get a word in.

Even some of Luo Li's friends came to celebrate his first official membership in a group. But Luo Li still had a strong sense of professional ethics and was not led astray. He found Xiao Ziyu and said, "Brother Xiao, a few business people have approached us. Please take a look first."

Xiao Ziyu took a stack of documents and found a secluded place to look through them. They covered everything from skin care products to perfumes, clothing, and gaming businesses.

He didn't quite understand all this, and gradually became distracted, looking at the shimmering water in the distance, in a daze.

The summer breeze is warm and the grass is dense, covering someone's footsteps. A voice sounded from behind: "What are you doing hiding here?"

Xiao Ziyu suddenly turned around, and in the originally unchanging scene, there appeared Yuan Heng, his shirt and trousers were both business style, as if he had just come from a meeting, and there was still the style of Yunjing around him.

He was tongue-tied: "When did you ..."

Yuan Heng stepped forward and hugged the man in his arms, his movements still rough, knocking the document out of his hand.

Snow-white papers were scattered all over the ground. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, and the dusk was also charming. Yuan Heng hugged him tightly and said, "Happy wrap-up."