Chapter 101 I'm cheap, I don't want any money.
"Well, I have to go back and take care of some personal matters."
It's a major event in his life, he has to postpone the marriage as soon as possible.
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Zhou Mo stood there, not uttering a word for a long time.
My heart has completely turned cold.
This is the first time I've encountered a variety show that relies entirely on guests' liquidated damages to make money...
Three left yesterday, and three left today...
At this rate, their show will be over tomorrow.
He couldn't find out which hospital they went to, and he couldn't make the decision on his own, so he could only call Wen Yiqing.
After Director Wen disappeared, he no longer cared about variety shows.
Wen Yiqing answered the phone and listened to Zhou Mo's complaints before replying indifferently, "Oh, I know about this. Brother Ye told me that he was injured and can't shoot anymore. I was too busy and forgot to tell you."
It's really busy, busy all day long.
Busy reading Yu Yanche's favorite novels, busy buying signed books from suspense novel authors for Yu Yanche, and busy making appointments for Yu Yanche's psychological counseling qualifications.
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"The point is... there are only three of us left on the variety show!"
"Then let's see if we can hire someone. If we can't, we'll send a notice and say we won't film."
Wen Yiqing really doesn't have the heart to think about these things now, he has to coax people.
Moreover, although the variety show was filmed for only a few days, he still made a lot of money and received a lot of liquidated damages.
Of course, his brother Ye would definitely not give it to him.
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Ji Fan took his wife to Ji Yeon's private hospital. The facilities were good, but he didn't trust the staff. He used his own team of doctors.
When he started chasing people in the afternoon, he had already informed Fang Jin to call Nan Ting over.
It’s best not to use it, just in case.
Lin Xingye's injury was not serious, but it was not light either.
The stomach wasn't stabbed, only superficial injuries.
There were cuts of varying sizes on the thighs, arms, abdomen, and back, and the blood kept flowing.
The deepest one was on the side of the leg. The doctor said if it was any deeper it would have hit the bone.
Nan Ting cleaned Lin Xingye's wound, while Chi Fan watched nervously from the side.
Look at his lips that are pale due to excessive blood loss, look at the sweat on his forehead as he endures the pain, look at the pure water flowing from his wound, already stained with blood as it drips.
My heart was burning with pain, and my hand reached out naturally.
"what?"
Lin Xingye tilted his head to glance at him, and frowned in pain because of the excessive movement.
"I'll hold it for you. If it hurts, pinch me. I'll feel the pain with you."
"You're sick, I'm not a child anymore, and I'm not...hiss...in pain!!!"
Before he could finish his words, his body trembled slightly due to pain. He subconsciously grabbed the hand in front of him and squeezed it hard out of instinct.
When I was fighting, I was so pumped with adrenaline that I didn’t feel much pain. Now that I’ve relaxed, my body feels like it’s falling apart and it hurts wherever I touch.
Chi Fan secretly pursed his lips and looked up to scold Nan Ting.
"Can't you be more careful?"
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"Master, I've been very careful. A cut this big must have hurt. You're just being too concerned. I didn't hurt him, so why are you taking it out on me?"
Nan Ting's tone of voice was as unpleasant as his name.
"You didn't hurt him, so if he can't be cured, it's your fault."
"Don't worry, Boss. I promise to heal him for you. There won't be any scars left. It won't even hurt your hands if you hold him. In two months at most, you can do whatever you want."
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What the hell!!!
Why do all of Chi Fan's subordinates speak so rudely? Could it be that they were all trained by him?
Lin Xingye raised his head and glanced at Nan Ting's extremely well-behaved Nanfeng face, and pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly.
It is hard to imagine that these words came from such a person.
"No matter how poor you are, I will still throw you to Africa."
Chi Fan glanced at him with a chilly look.
But Nan Ting didn't care.
"Forget Africa. I heard Chu Qing went to Country K to cook. Why don't you send me there? I can also help you monitor how he's doing."
"No chance. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Stay here and treat my wife... well...!"
He had barely said half of his words when his hand was suddenly pinched with such force that it hurt. Of course, it was his wife who pinched it, but he had no idea if it hurt.
After cleaning the wounds, they had to be bandaged and applied with medicine. Lin Xingye had many wounds on his body, and almost his entire body was soaked in medicine, causing him to feel intense pain.
Chi Fan felt the pain as well, his hands were tossed and turned, pinched until they turned red.
But he endured it, not speaking or shouting.
It was like punishing myself. I didn't stay by my wife's side to protect him, causing him to be seriously injured. I deserve to be punished.
Several rolls of gauze were used for bandaging.
Lin Xingye's different parts were wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, just like a rice dumpling.
"alright."
Nan Ting clapped her hands, admired the dirty and fierce-looking zongzi in front of her, then turned to give instructions to Chi Fan.
"He can't eat spicy food right now, and the wound can't get wet. I'll bring some anti-inflammatory medicine later, and come back to change the dressing tomorrow at noon."
Chi Fan raised his chin towards the door of the ward, indicating that he could leave.
"But he's like this now..."
Nan Ting paused deliberately, pursed her lips and pretended to think for a moment before continuing, "I'll call a nurse to wipe his body down. It's too dirty, all covered in blood."
"No need. You can go now."
Chi Fan's expression immediately darkened, and he lowered his voice and began to chase people away.
"No? Why not? You don't want me to go to bed like this?"
Lin Xingye became anxious and hurried to fight for himself.
He was sweating all over, and his blood-stained clothes were sticking to his body, looking extremely sticky, and most importantly, they smelled terrible.
Chi Fan drove the man out, then bent down and carried him to the bed. He gently rubbed his head and said, "You don't need anyone else. You have a ready-made nurse. Wait a moment..."
He couldn't bear to have anyone look at his wife, let alone touch her.
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Lin Xingye didn't hear the hidden meaning in his words, and glared at him sideways. He wanted to pull the hand off his head, but he couldn't even lift his arm.
It’s not like he hasn’t been injured before, but he’s never been wrapped up so tightly.
Depend on!
Being injured is really troublesome. I can't even move my hands.
Chi Fan went out, and Lin Xingye couldn't move, so he just lay on the bed like a lazy fish, scrolling through videos and so on.
I only reacted when I saw Chi Fan coming back with water.
"Are you the fucking nurse?"
Chi Fan raised an eyebrow, agreeing. Then he looked down and saw the internet celebrity on his phone, dancing in a maid outfit.
Does your wife like to wear this?
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"No, change another one!"
Lin Xingye frowned and refused.
Isn't this guy a fucking mysophobia? Why would he even do the job of wiping someone's body?
You have to take off your clothes to wipe your body...
Wouldn't that mean he's going to be seen naked by this pervert?
Chi Fan acted as if he couldn't hear what he said. He put the basin of water on the low table beside the bed and comforted her softly.
"It's so late, the other caregivers have all gone off duty, and calling someone from outside would cost money. I'm cheap, so I don't charge."
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