After filming, Lian Cheng went to comfort her assistant.
"Ayan, I missed the kiss by two centimeters."
"Ayan, Ayan, don't be angry."
"Ah Yan, don't look so gloomy, it's kind of scary..."
Shen Xiuyan, who had been pretending to be angry, suddenly changed his expression. He quickly wrapped his arms around Lian Cheng's waist, turned around, and pulled Lian Cheng into his arms.
Lian Cheng heard the sound of a knife cutting into flesh.
screams
She looked up and saw that Shen Xiuyan's expression was strange, and blood was gushing from his waist.
“Ayan…Ayan…” Lian Cheng was flustered.
She almost forgot that she was a doctor.
"I'm fine..." He dodged quickly, and the knife missed.
"Don't speak, I..." Lian Cheng tore a piece of fabric from her skirt and pressed it to stop the bleeding for Shen Xiuyan. "Ayan, I'm here, you'll be alright."
If she can't even save Shen Xiuyan, she's unworthy of being called a divine doctor.
Wen Qi watched as everything unfolded before his eyes.
He was the first to kick the assailant away.
He Yu and his men subdued the other party, and after removing the disguise, they realized it was Qin Mi'er.
Wen Qi turned around and saw that Shen Xiuyan's waist was covered in blood.
His gaze darkened.
Is the third young master of the Shen family really that easy to die?
But since he's injured, it would be easy to take his life while we're at it...
Seeing Lian Cheng looking anxious beside Shen Xiuyan, Wen Qi somehow softened.
Wen Qi approached, "Take her to the hospital, quick."
Wen Qi carried Shen Xiuyan on his back, with Lian Cheng escorting him.
As she walked past Qin Mier, she said coldly, "He Yu, Yi Chuan, keep an eye on her for me!"
"good."
No one cared why Lian Cheng called the director by his first name; her demeanor shocked everyone.
Wen Qi walked very fast, and Lian Cheng jogged to keep up.
"Did you drive? Was it a sports car?"
"yes."
"Drive your car!"
Wen Qi found Wen Qi's sports car and put Shen Xiuyan in the back seat.
Lian Cheng snatched the keys from his hand. "I'll do it."
Wen Qi, "???"
Holy crap!
Lian Cheng's speed is too fast!
When Wen Qi's sports car was in Lian Cheng's hands, it was as if an extra motor had been installed, making it incredibly fast and a true racer!
Wen Qi reluctantly protected Shen Xiuyan; if Lian Cheng continued driving like this, the two of them would be thrown out.
"Sister, slow down! You're going to crash!"
"Sis, you just ran a red light, didn't you!"
"You're speeding! Can you slow down if I call you 'Dad'?"
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Shen Xiuyan was rushed into the emergency room.
Both Lian Cheng and Wen Qi were covered in blood.
Lian Cheng leaned against the wall, his chest heaving. "Actor Wen, thank you."
Wen Qi was taken aback. "No need."
We're cousins after all; it's only right that I save him.
A little while later, the nurse came out.
"Excuse me, which of you is a family member of the patient?"
"I am," Lian Cheng admitted.
"The patient has type AB blood. There was a serious explosion just now, and all the blood in the blood bank has been taken away. There is currently a shortage of type AB blood..."
Lian Cheng was taken aback; she wasn't blood type AB.
She took out her phone, intending to find someone to help her.
“I’m blood type AB, take mine,” Wen Qi stepped forward.
Are you sure?
"OK, you can test again right away."
"Okay, follow me."
Wen Qi followed the nurse away, not forgetting to tell Lian Cheng, "Don't worry, he won't die."
Lian Cheng nodded.
She knew this injury wouldn't kill her, but she was nervous.
It was at this moment that she suddenly realized something.
Traditional Chinese medicine is valuable, but Western medicine is also indispensable.
In situations like today's, surgery is necessary...
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