Lian Meiying ran in anxiously, followed by a woman.
"Jingang, how is Qiao Qiao? I heard she was injured."
Seeing that it was his mother, Chen Jingang finally responded in agreement.
"The pressure was broken during filming, and I fell off a cliff."
"What! What's going on with the crew? How could such an accident happen? Poor me, my dear Qiao Qiao."
Lian Meiying approached Wu Qiao, took a look at his face, then looked at the director who was treating the wound, and couldn't help but shout angrily.
"Qianzhong, are you too old? Your technique is not as good as before. Why didn't you use anesthesia? Look how painful it is for my daughter-in-law. She's sweating!"
Qianzhong paused, then raised his head again in great despair.
At this moment, he really wanted to hold a scalpel in his hand and cut open the stomach.
"Dean Lian, can we please see the situation clearly before we talk? It's such a deep wound, how can I not use anesthesia? She's hot."
I heard a somewhat complaining tone in Qianzhong's voice.
Lian Meiying then turned around to look at the down jacket and hand warmers in her son's hands, and smiled awkwardly.
"Oh, then you should be gentle too. My daughter-in-law is so delicate and precious. She is my treasure."
So you and your son take turns bombarding me, right?
Qianzhong felt that he should not be on duty today and should check the almanac before going out!
After a few more minutes, the wound was finally cleaned.
"Her injury isn't serious, but because it's quite deep, she does need to rest for a while. She can't touch water, and the dressing needs to be changed regularly."
After giving a few instructions, Qianzhong finally left the treatment room with relief.
At this time, the mother and son were finally relieved. Looking at Wu Qiao's sleeping face, Lian Meiying sighed.
"This kid always gets hurt every time he's filming. Is he being bullied?"
"Mom, can you please stop being superstitious!"
After complaining, Chen Jingang picked up Wu Qiao and prepared to go to the VIP ward.
But he saw Cheng Jiayuan instead.
"Why are you here?"
Cheng Jiayuan glanced at the woman in Chen Jingang's arms and smiled unusually gently.
"I was transferred here."
After hearing the conversation between the two, Lian Meiying realized that she had completely forgotten about Cheng Jiayuan.
"Do you know each other? Jingang, this is Cheng Jiayuan, a doctor of medicine who was transferred to our hospital from Nanshi."
Chen Jingang did not respond, but nodded with a very indifferent expression, and then walked towards the VIP ward.
"I'm sorry, Jiayuan, my daughter-in-law is injured, so can you ask the dean to help with the following procedures?"
"Vice President, sure. Sorry for bothering you just now."
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In the VIP ward, Wu Qiao had already woken up, but the anesthetic on his back had worn off and the pain began to pierce his heart.
"Brother An, when did you come back?"
He lay on his side on the hospital bed obediently, humming several times for every sentence he said.
The main reason was that the wound was too painful and she couldn't bear it.
"Does the wound hurt? Should I give you some painkillers?"
Wu Qiao shook his head weakly. It's not good to use too much of that thing.
"It's okay, just hold on."
Having said that, it is estimated that the filming process will be delayed.
Who is behind this?
"Is Chadu the real murderer?"
Since Chen Jingang is here, he will definitely send someone to investigate.
"Well, the person who tampered with the game has been caught. He's just an ordinary worker in the props department, but he's kept his mouth shut."
Giving money or other inducements is useless. In short, he is determined to go to jail.
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