The agent's expression darkened even more at the mention of this!
He asked, "Ji Yang, what's your grudge against that man today?"
Ji Yang gave a wry smile. "We have no grudges."
The agent asked in bewilderment, "Then why did he rush up and start hitting people? Is he crazy?"
Ji Yang tilted his head and looked out the window again.
Actually, after waking up, he had already thought about it carefully. He didn't remember seeing that person, let alone offending him.
But he remembered shouting something: that someone had saved him...
I vaguely remember that when I was kidnapped last time, someone put a pill in my mouth while I was getting into the ambulance... Later, the doctor said that if my fever hadn't been brought down in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
He was not clear about the kidnapping from beginning to end. After being knocked unconscious, he was in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake.
Later, Brother Zheng wanted to help him call the police, but even he didn't know what was going on or how to call the police.
He knew that someone knew the truth, but he didn't ask. So, the kidnapping was treated as an unwarranted disaster and passed by inexplicably.
Unexpectedly, he ran into the same people again.
If I'm not mistaken, the person who beat him up today is the same person who saved them last time.
Last time they rescued people because of the cats, and this time, they're probably hitting people again because of the cats...
However, he still didn't understand how he had become the one being beaten.
“Brother Zheng, there’s no need to pursue this matter,” Ji Yang said. “They rescued me when I was kidnapped last time.”
The agent's question, "Why?" was abruptly cut off.
After a while, the agent said, "What the hell happened? This time your face is ruined! They've gone too far!"
Ji Yang looked at his agent, and upon hearing with his own ears that he was disfigured, Ji Yang's mind went blank.
The agent realized he'd spoken too quickly and stammered, trying to salvage the situation: "I've consulted with the doctors, and there will be a treatment plan for your facial injury soon. Don't worry, you won't be disfigured..."
Ji Yang didn't seem to hear him; his eyes were just a little dazed.
The anxious agent eventually didn't know what to say.
After a long while, Ji Yang said, "Brother Zheng, I'm in the hospital. You must have a lot of things to take care of, right? Don't worry about me, go ahead and get busy."
His work will definitely be suspended. As his agent, Brother Zheng has a lot of things to deal with.
Although he wanted to stay and be with Ji Yang, his agent's phone kept ringing, and he couldn't leave even if he didn't want to.
Only one assistant was left to take care of Ji Yang.
The police came again that evening and asked Ji Yang some questions. Ji Yang said he couldn't remember most of them because it was too chaotic at the time. The police worked hard for a long time, but they didn't get much out of it and couldn't file a case. They had to leave empty-handed.
The next day, Ji Yang's studio posted a Weibo message stating only that Ji Yang was injured and hospitalized, and all work was suspended. The message did not mention the beating he received the previous day, nor did it specify the severity of his injuries.
The Weibo post was successfully published and was not deleted.
The agent was so angry he smashed the wall. This time he was absolutely certain someone was obstructing him! And with such great power! No matter what he tried, he was completely controlled!
After dark.
Ji Yang couldn't sleep for a long time. The pain on his face was too much to ignore, and what's more, his head was also aching because of the injury on his face.
His assistant had long since fallen asleep in another hospital bed, but Ji Yang was becoming increasingly awake, watching the moon hang high in the sky.
The inpatient ward was quiet after nightfall.
However, Ji Yang's room door was suddenly opened!
Ji Yang was slightly startled, but before he could start thinking, he heard a familiar voice say, "I am Maomao."
It was as if she was trying to reassure him.
Ji Yang looked at the person who came in surprise. It really was Jiu Maomao! She was wearing a short down jacket, a fluffy hat, jeans and boots, dressed very casually.
"Sister Cat, what brings you here?" Ji Yang asked.
He was genuinely surprised! It was already past midnight, the dead of night, and surely they couldn't get into the inpatient department, right?
The cat came in and sat on the chair by the bed.
"Do you know why you got beaten up?" Cat didn't answer Ji Yang's question, but instead asked him directly.
Ji Yang blinked. "I...I think I know, but I can let it go. Consider it my way of repaying him for saving my life."
Ji Yang lay in the hospital bed, unable to do anything. He kept thinking about what happened yesterday, and the cause of the incident became clearer and clearer.
He guessed that Ye Mingshi thought he and the cat had some kind of ambiguous relationship.
Ji Yang suddenly asked, "Sister Cat, that man... is he your boyfriend?"
The cat shook its head. "No."
Ji Yang was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions.
“You’re disfigured,” the cat said again.
Ji Yang looked at the cat, but its only moving eye didn't have time to make any expression.
Several close friends visited him these past two days, all carefully avoiding mentioning his disfigurement. But the more they did that, the clearer he became about the severity of his injuries.
However, the cat's directness stunned him, leaving him speechless for a moment.
After a while, Ji Yang gradually came to his senses. He looked at the cat, only to find that she was just staring at him.
The lights in the ward remained off, with only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window.
However, after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Ji Yang was still able to see the cat's face clearly. Her expression was indifferent, and her clear, bright eyes were like a mirror.
She is completely different from the Jiu Maomao in front of the camera. The more you get to know her, the more you realize that they are two completely different people.
In front of the camera, Jiu Mao Mao is perfect at everything she does, but in real life, Jiu Mao Mao is perfect without doing anything.
She always has an enigmatic quality about her; sometimes lively, sometimes quiet, but always captivating.
The cat asked, "You're going to be disfigured, aren't you going to pursue the matter?"
Ji Yang gave a bitter laugh. "If I'm really disfigured, then it's my destiny to suffer this calamity. Sister Cat, why did you come to see me so late?"
The cat met his gaze. "Oh, I was busy during the day."
Soon, the cat said again, "The person who hit you is my friend. I can't help you beat him up, but I can heal you. After all, you still need to make a living with your looks."
As she spoke, the cat handed him two glass bottles and explained, "This medicine is for external use, three times a day. Apply it to the injured area on your face as needed. This medicine is for internal use, once a day, to relieve pain."
Ji Yang caught it in a daze, still somewhat incredulous.
The cat said this could heal his facial injury? Did he hear me wrong? Even plastic surgeons haven't figured out a treatment yet!
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