Chapter 108 She hugged his waist [2 updates]
I could see everything even though there was a door between us.
Including the identity of the outsider.
The dean paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the girl: "Miss Ying, would you like to...?"
Although Ying Zijing did not deliberately conceal her identity, Shaoren Hospital still kept it a secret from the outside world.
After all, this is their boss, not their employee.
They might find their way to the dean's office, which proves that the person who came is not an ordinary individual.
"It's nothing." Ying Zijing looked away and tapped the table lightly with her fingers. "Let him in."
Having received permission, the dean hurriedly got up and went to open the door.
Unexpectedly, a man who was completely covered up was standing outside the door.
It's April, yet they're still wearing masks and hats, not showing a single face.
Only his eyes were a rare deep blue, as vast and expansive as the ocean.
But his tall and upright figure, even when he was covered up very well, could not hide his outstanding temperament.
A deep pool and towering peaks, a place of profound elegance and profound wisdom.
The dean was taken aback again: "May I ask who you are?"
The man took off his mask, revealing his face.
He has well-defined facial features and deep-set eyes and brows.
His handsome face is very familiar, and you can see it everywhere on the street.
"You...you...you're that...what movie star!" The dean stared at the man for a long time, then suddenly became excited. "His name is Shang Yaozhi, right?"
Shang Yaozhi paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "So you know me too."
He was born in the mid-90s, and his most active fans are students; most of the older generation don't know him.
"I know, I know, of course I know." The dean slapped his thigh happily. "My daughter loves you so much. She calls out to you every day at home and even drags me into voting for you."
Shang Yaozhi smiled, without the airs of a typical celebrity, and said gently, "Thank you for your kindness."
"Mr. Shang, could you... could you please sign some paper and pen for my daughter?" The dean frantically searched for paper and pen and handed them over.
His daughter's birthday is just a few days away.
If he gets Shang Yaozhi's autograph, the gift he gives this time will definitely surpass the one given to his wife.
My daughter will definitely like him more.
Shang Yaozhi didn't refuse, and even asked, "What's your daughter's name? I'll write her a special signature."
The dean happily said a name.
Shang Yaozhi picked up his pen and began writing very seriously.
His handwriting reflects his personality, and it is indeed very beautiful.
After he finished writing, he handed the paper to the dean.
The dean carefully folded the signature and put it in his pocket.
Very good, mission accomplished.
Shang Yaozhi clenched his fist and covered his mouth, then coughed again.
His face was somewhat pale, unlike the radiant appearance on the advertising screen, and there was a faint trace of fatigue between his brows and eyes.
"Mr. Shang, the miracle doctor you've been looking for is Miss Ying." The hospital director was quite worried. "What's wrong with you?"
“Miss Ying?” Shang Yaozhi looked at the girl, surprised by her youth.
But he didn't ask anything. He hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "Miss Ying, if it's alright, I'd like to ask you—"
He hadn't finished speaking.
“You have a problem with your vocal cords.” Ying Zijing twirled a pen in her hand, her voice slow and unhurried. “At first, I just couldn’t sing, but later, it got so bad that I couldn’t even say my lines.”
"So you had to take a break and turn down all business."
The dean was completely bewildered.
no.
Even if traditional Chinese medicine has the methods of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation, it's impossible to know everything just by looking at someone, right?
Shang Yaozhi's expression gradually became more solemn. After a long while, he sighed softly, "Miss Ying is indeed a divine doctor. Everything is as you said."
A month ago, his vocal cords suddenly broke, making it impossible for him to sing.
Celebrities are constantly under surveillance; a female celebrity's visit to a hospital can easily lead to news of her pregnancy.
He naturally went there quietly as well.
However, doctors in both Shanghai and Beijing hospitals could not diagnose the root cause of his illness and simply prescribed him common throat medication.
But after he went back and ate it, his vocal cords became even more damaged.
He can speak normally, but when it comes to delivering lines in a movie, he doesn't have enough power.
This would undoubtedly be the end of an actor's career.
His agent was also very anxious and even contacted a doctor abroad for him, but it would be a while before he could come.
The reason he ended up here was because Shang Yaozhi came to Shaoren Hospital after hearing a recommendation from a doctor at the First Hospital.
I really didn't expect to run into such a miracle doctor.
Ying Zijin nodded: "It's not a big problem, but you shouldn't have taken those medications."
Shang Yaozhi coughed again and gave a slight bitter smile: "I just didn't expect it to be like this. Miss Ying can cure it?"
"Okay." Ying Zijing took a piece of paper, wrote down a prescription, and said, "Go down and get the medicine, brew it yourself, and come back after drinking it for seven days."
The dean peeked over and saw that the prescription contained only very common medicinal herbs, nothing special.
He scratched his head, thinking to himself that it seemed he would never become a miracle doctor in his lifetime.
Shang Yaozhi accepted it: "Thank you, Miss Ying."
He would have no doubts if he could see his condition at a glance.
Ying Zijing didn't try to stop him, but simply nodded slightly: "Remember to pay me when you're done."
**
After leaving the hospital, Shang Yaozhi got into the nanny van.
The agent turned to him and asked with concern, "Yaozhi, how are you?"
"It went very smoothly." Shang Yaozhi coughed a few times. "After another month of rest, it won't have any impact."
"Is it really that miraculous?" The agent was skeptical. "I've taken you to so many hospitals, and none of them have been able to cure you."
Shang Yaozhi smiled but didn't say anything.
Seeing his expression, the agent understood: "It seems that this miracle doctor at Shaoren Hospital is indeed amazing. We should thank him properly later."
He paused, then his voice deepened: "Yaozhi, you really don't remember what you ate a month ago?"
Shang Yaozhi's expression shifted slightly, and he slowly shook his head: "A month ago, it was the crew's wrap party. If you're asking about the food, there was too much to mention."
"And everyone else is fine too."
“I know, that’s why it’s so troublesome.” The agent sighed, looking very worried. “I really don’t know who’s trying to harm you.”
Given Shang Yaozhi's current status in the entertainment industry, let alone those born in 1995, even those born in 1990 and 1985 are not as high as him.
A Golden Flower Award for Best Actor has firmly established his position in the entertainment industry.
No one can shake its position.
Who would dare to lay a hand on Shang Yao?
The agent frowned: "Who could it be..."
He racked his brains but couldn't come up with a solution, so he could only advise, "Yaozhi, be careful lately and avoid contact with people in the industry."
Shang Yaozhi nodded, looking at the prescription and falling into deep thought.
**
late at night.
Shanghai, in the eastern part.
Fu Yunshen glanced at his abdomen and took a slight breath.
The mercenary team dealt with the situation quickly, but it also attracted other hunters from the leaderboard.
Among them is the fourth-ranked Gun God, who has a very good relationship with the seventh-ranked Gun God.
To protect the medicinal herbs from damage and to avoid revealing his identity, Fu Yunshen chose to take the bullet himself.
They didn't even try to dodge.
After all, this medicine was prepared for Old Master Fu, and he would give his life for it.
It's probably because I haven't been injured in a long time, so it does hurt a bit.
Fu Yunshen raised his hand to press his temples, trying to stay awake.
She carried a black bag in each hand, leaning against the wall as she walked past, her eyelashes lowered.
It was two in the morning, in the suburbs, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
Blood was flowing, and Fu Yunshen's eyes became slightly glazed.
He sat down against the wall, ready to rest for a while.
He looked up and was taken aback.
Fu Yunshen breathed slowly, his eyes becoming even more unfocused, and murmured, "I shouldn't be dreaming, how come I'm seeing our little one..."
But the next second, he felt a force on his arm.
A sound came from above.
"Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."
It was very clear; dreams don't feel this real.
Fu Yunshen lifted his eyelids, and the girl's figure appeared in his eyes.
She was looking down at him, her brows furrowed.
After a long pause, Fu Yunshen smiled and said in a helpless tone, "He really is our little one."
He leaned against the wall, blood from his abdomen soaking through the gauze and still flowing down.
Ying Zijing raised her hand, inserted a silver needle into an acupoint, stopped his bleeding, and said, "Get up, go to the hospital."
Fu Yunshen gasped for breath, clearly his injuries were serious, but he still smiled and said casually, "Little friend, your brother can't go to the hospital."
This injury was relatively minor for him; it had already been bandaged, so he could just tough it out.
His going to the hospital will expose many things, and may even bring death to those around him.
"Yaoyao, let your brother rest for a while." Fu Yunshen paused before saying a complete sentence, "I have a strong self-healing ability, don't worry."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly stopped, and his slender back tensed up.
There was a cool sensation around my waist.
Two words fell into my ears.
"Don't move."
The girl raised her hand, hugged his waist, and forcefully pressed him down.
Let me tell you, it's this ascetic yet subtly alluring nature of Emperor Qin that's most lethal, lol.
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