The young man stopped abruptly, turned around and strode towards the car, confirming: "Really?"

Xihe: “…”

She nodded with a wooden face: "Really."

Cheng Qian immediately opened the door and got in the car, gesturing to the driver: "Master, go to the city hospital."

There was a red cross sign on the tall white building, and the lights were on 24 hours a day. The car stopped in front of the hospital, and the two got out. Cheng Qian walked in front automatically. It was late at night, and the hospital corridor was empty and quiet, with only a few doctors on duty.

Cheng Qian registered himself, went through the procedures and took X-rays, and asked the doctor to treat his wounds.

"You have a mild concussion. Apply more medicine and rest for the next few days."

Disinfect, apply medicine, the doctor on duty throws the cotton swab into the trash can, walks to the table and prescribes medicine

Cheng Qian nodded and glanced inconspicuously at the other side of the room. The girl was sitting bored on a chair, her snow-white skin looking even paler under the pale light.

Various medical precautions were posted on the wall, and the room smelled of disinfectant.

"Okay, go get the medicine."

The doctor handed over the list.

Cheng Qian took it, glanced at Xihe, picked up the camera and walked towards the door.

The pharmacy was on the first floor. The entire hall was empty. The sound of footsteps could be heard clearly. Cheng Qian stopped, turned around, and handed the order to Xi He, his chin held high. "Here, you said it."

Humph, you’d be a bastard if you didn’t take advantage of an opportunity.

Moreover, she was so persistent, he wanted to see what she was trying to achieve.

Xihe couldn't help but rolled his eyes, took the bill, and went straight to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

Cheng Qian looked at her slender back, his eyes gradually narrowed. As a paparazzi, he might not be good at anything, but he must have good eyesight. This woman was clearly the one he bumped into in the film and television city that day.

Did he know his identity and wanted him to help with something?

You don’t have money, so you plan to go the emotional route?

Cheng Qian rubbed his chin and decided to wait and see. He wanted to see when her true colors would show.

However, after leaving the hospital and going home, Cheng Qian still didn't get Xihe to confess what she wanted him to do. Returning to his own little home, Cheng Qian was confused.

Buzz buzz buzz,

Phone vibrates,

Cheng Qian picked up the phone and immediately perked up when he saw the name: "Hey, I've got the item. I'll send it to you right away."

The rental house was less than ten square meters. Cheng Qian hung up the phone, walked to the table in two steps, turned on the computer, and started sending one file to another. After a while, the phone made a "ding dong" sound, indicating that the money had arrived.

The young man couldn't help but smile, dropped his phone, and fell on the bed.

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"An advance on salary?"

Financial surprise.

The people who were carrying props around couldn't help but look over.

Xihe remained calm and nodded, "Yes, money is a bit tight lately."

More than a little, after buying the medicine for Cheng Qian, her pockets were completely empty. She had been eating fried rice for two days. Coincidentally, the crew was about to start filming and asked them to come over early, so she took the opportunity to bring it up.

But as far as she knew, this kind of thing happened quite often in the crew.

After all, filming takes at least half a month, and sometimes even half a year. How can you endure without getting paid for such a long time?

The finance officer glanced at Xihe and thought she looked pretty good and played the third female role. She might become very popular in the future. "I'll apply to the director."

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. Thinking that Xihe might become popular, the finance department went to apply to the director.

The director remembered Xihe's shabby clothes and agreed with a wave of his hand.