“The base of the wire was cut open. The wire wasn’t thick to begin with, and once it was cut open, it naturally couldn’t bear the weight and broke.” Qiao Qiao looked at Le Yao. “The murderer should be someone from the film crew. They will be brought to justice soon.”
"If they're caught, they must be severely punished." Hong Xia clenched her fist. "Sister Lan, you can't be soft-hearted. This person is simply too despicable."
Le Yao nodded. She wasn't a saint. Everyone else was trying to kill her, so why would she be soft-hearted?
Just then, the lights in the operating room went out.
Fu Yunshen was the first to step forward.
Le Yao was the first to stand up and rush over: "How is he?"
Fu Yunshen took off his mask: "He had three broken ribs, one of which punctured his lung. Fortunately, the surgery was successful and he was saved."
Le Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but felt weak all over and swayed involuntarily.
Qiaoqiao and Hongxia supported her from both sides.
"I'm fine, I was just too nervous." Le Yao closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again, she felt much better.
At this moment, Nangong Jue was wheeled out and taken to a ward.
Soon, Wu Ya and the others arrived and breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Nangong Jue's surgery had been successful.
"It was a production assistant from the crew who did it. She said she wanted to teach you a lesson because she couldn't stand you," Hai Song told Le Yao about the investigation results.
"You don't like me?" Le Yao scoffed. "That's a lame excuse. She has someone backing her up."
"Yes, but it will take some time."
Le Yao nodded: "We must find out who's behind this. After all, you can only be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't be on guard against thieves for a thousand days." If someone is trying to kill her in the shadows every day, how can she live her life?
"Don't worry, we definitely won't let them get away this time."
Le Yao stopped worrying about it, because Nangong Jue had woken up.
"How are you?" Le Yao rushed over. "Is anything bothering you?"
Nangong Jue shook his head: "It's good that you're alright."
"You idiot!" Le Yao felt a dense, stinging sensation in her heart, and her eyes reddened. "Don't you know that's dangerous? What if..."
"I haven't made up for the wedding I owe you, nor the deep affection I owe you. There won't be any unforeseen circumstances." Nangong Jue smiled.
"Have you ever thought about this? After you started pursuing me, something always seems to go wrong. Maybe I'm your nemesis, so..."
"Hehe, cough cough..." Nangong Jue chuckled twice, but suddenly his expression changed, and large beads of sweat fell down.
"Doctor..." Le Yao was terrified and hurriedly called out.
Fu Yun Shen rushed over immediately. After checking on them, he sighed, "You just had surgery? What's the matter? Can we talk about it in a couple of days?"
Le Yao immediately touched her nose guiltily.
"You've punctured your lung, and you still dare to laugh? Do you want to laugh yourself to death?" Fu Yun Shen glared at Nangong Jue. "Get some rest. You might get a fever tonight."
Le Yao didn't dare to speak to Nangong Jue anymore: "Don't talk. We'll talk about it when you're better. Go and rest. I'll go back and cook for you."
Nangong Jue was truly exhausted and closed his eyes.
That evening, Nangong Jue did develop a fever, but fortunately, after treatment, his condition stabilized quickly.
On the second day, Nangong Jue's complexion improved significantly. By the third day, he was able to get out of bed and walk around. On the fourth day, he was eating normally again... His self-healing ability was truly remarkable.
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