[157. Discharge from hospital]
Zheng Xuhe had been gone for a whole week, and Cheng Qingxing hadn't seen this busy man again.
However, Cheng Qingxing didn't care too much about it. After all, with Zheng Xuhe's identity, if he was by his side every day, he could only suspect that Zheng Xuhe would become a forgotten star and become an 18th-tier celebrity like him.
Although they are too busy to meet, Zheng Xuhe will always report to him on time.
For example, what you are busy with, what role you are playing in the crew, what endorsements you are doing, what banquets you are going to attend, and who you are working with.
Zheng Xuhe would send WeChat messages and tell him everything clearly.
Every time Cheng Qingxing saw his message, he didn't know what to reply, so he would send him a cute cat emoticon.
Just assume he's already seen the message.
During this week, he has been doing rehabilitation training, so his health has improved a lot and he can basically move freely.
At the weekend, Cheng Qingxing was ready to be discharged from the hospital, and the doctor gave him a final check-up.
Cheng Qingxing himself took the medical examination report and found that he had almost recovered, but he was still not very good at running.
"It's basically impossible to run at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, so you need to be careful when it comes to fighting scenes," the doctor warned, "You must not have any problems again."
"Okay, I understand. I'll pay attention."
He agreed verbally, but if there was any action involving his legs afterwards, he would still do it.
"Don't just agree verbally, you have to take it seriously." The nurse reminded.
The nurse had been with him for almost a month and was already familiar with Cheng Qingxing. She knew his personality and knew that he was not the type who would take things personally.
Cheng Qingxing is too career-oriented, and something bad will happen sooner or later.
"You should pay attention to your legs." The nurse walked up to him and said, "Your legs must have been injured three times. First you fell down due to pressure, then you were dragged when you were kidnapped, and then you were beaten. It's a miracle that you can still walk with your legs."
Cheng Qingxing looked down at his legs. In fact, he knew very well that it was a miracle that his legs could walk like this.
"Mr. Zheng has spent a lot of money on you, you must take good care of your body!"
The nurse is just like his mother and has always been concerned about his health.
"Remember to come for a follow-up check next week." The nurse walked him to the hospital entrance and glanced around. "Mr. Zheng, are you really not coming to pick you up?"
"He probably isn't free." Cheng Qingxing said with a smile, remembering the WeChat message he sent her. She felt that Zheng Xuhe was so busy that he didn't know what to do, so how could he have the time to pick her up.
"That's right. I heard that he recently took on a new endorsement and should be very busy." The nurse responded with a smile.
When he was about to go back, he ran back and whispered mysteriously in Cheng Qingxing's ear: "You and him must be good to each other. I am very optimistic about you."
Cheng Qingxing was a little confused. The nurse waved at him and then left.
He stood there waiting for a car to pick him up. Sister Li had been very busy recently, busy with his lawsuit, so she had no time to come. He could only take a taxi back home.
He was just about to get into the car when several cameras came towards him.
Because he had been recuperating in the hospital for too long, he was a little uncomfortable with the sudden flash of light and subconsciously blocked it with his hand.
"Mr. Cheng Qingxing, may I ask, what do you think of the way Cui Xiaohua's case was handled?"
“Is the death penalty too severe?”
"During the time you were kidnapped, were you okay?"
"Zheng Xuhe was the one who handled the entire kidnapping case. May I ask what your relationship is now?"
"Do you know that Zheng Xuhe has been cooperating with the Chen family recently? Some people say that Zheng Xuhe is the illegitimate son of the Chen family. What do you think about this?"
"......"
There were too many questions, and the flashing lights on the mountain hurt his eyes. He subconsciously avoided the camera and covered his eyes with his hands.
He was waiting for a call on his cell phone, wondering why the car he ordered hadn't arrived yet.
The reporters' questions continued, and Cheng Qingxing became a little impatient, so he simply pushed the cameras away.
"I'm sorry, this is a hospital, please don't cause trouble to the patients."
After Cheng Qingxing finished speaking, he walked to the side of the road, but the media did not make way for him, but directly blocked his way.
"Mr. Cheng Qingxing, will you continue to act in the future?"
"Is the role of "Sword Wound" possible because of your relationship with Zheng Xuhe?"
"You haven't been on the set for so long, do you think your character will still be there?"
"What do you think about the outside world saying that you have been riding on Zheng Xuhe's popularity?"
“.......”
"Stop asking. Can you let me, a patient, have a good rest?" Cheng Qingxing interrupted everyone's questions impatiently.
His voice was not loud, but it was clear enough to instantly silence the surrounding media.
"I will continue to act in the future. The role of Sword Wound was indeed pushed to me by Zheng Xuhe, but I think I can play it well."
When the media present saw that he answered their questions, they immediately quieted down and quickly took out their cameras to start filming.
"As for the characters, that's what the crew thinks. I can't answer that."
"As for riding on Zheng Xuhe's popularity, I have never denied it. I just rode on it."
The previous words may not be important, but the last sentence should make the hot search explode.
"This is not the first time I've tried to ride on Zheng Xuhe's popularity. Please rest assured, there will be a second, third, and fourth time. I will try my best to become as popular as him."
The media all exclaimed in surprise, and when they were about to ask some sharp questions, they found that there was an extra car next to them.
The driver was also confused. He rolled down the window and asked, "Excuse me, are you the customer with the last digit 4125?"
Cheng Qingxing nodded and got into the car.
The group of media wanted to catch up and ask some questions, but they had no chance at all because Cheng Qingxing had already rolled up the car window.
He waved at the group of media. Out of politeness, he did not raise his middle finger. Instead, he secretly cursed with his mouth, "Idiot."
The people outside were anxious, but they didn't want to stop the driver's car. After all, they were media people, and stopping someone else's car would be really illegal.
The driver looked at the situation and asked in fear: "What's going on? Can we drive away now?"
"It's not a big deal, just some paparazzi with nothing to do." Cheng Qingxing lowered his head slightly and smiled faintly, "Please drive, I will give you an additional tip."
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