A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

Song Jianjian was lying on the bed, with a pale face and closed eyes, like an angel girl sleeping in a crystal coffin. Her facial features were exquisite and picturesque, like the proudest artwork of God, and all of them were perfect, with a beautiful face It was outrageous, and at the same time, it made people unconsciously move lightly, for fear of waking her up.

While removing the gauze for Song Jianjian, he said in a solemn tone, "I don't think Song Jianjian is going to have her leg anymore, even the pus came out, and if this continues, she won't even talk about dancing. Even walking is wishful thinking."

The tone of understatement did not seem to be deliberately sarcasm Song Jianjian, and there was a bit of distress in his tone that he hadn't even noticed. He was afraid that he really regarded Song Jianjian as his younger sister, but he himself obviously Haven't noticed yet.

Lu Xing still understood Lu Rui's temperament very well. He was not really angry when he said this, but he still faintly revealed his disbelief towards Song Jianjian. Perhaps it was because in his heart, it was impossible for Song Jianjian to do such a thing. For this sake!

"The more you live, the more you go back!" Lu Rui said lightly, as if he was talking to himself, but he didn't know if he was talking about himself, Song Jianjian, or a pun?

Although he was a little annoyed that Song Jianjian didn't cherish his body like this, but adhering to the doctor's principle, the movements of Lu Ershao's hands were still extremely light.

Lu Xing suddenly asked, "What did the doctor say about her condition?"

"The fever caused by the worsening wound and infection, I guess we've already had that phenomenon when we watched her performance there! After so long delay, if she is not burned into a fool, she will be lucky." Lu Rui's movements were neat and skillful It's like practicing hundreds of times.

It seemed that he was mocking Song Jianjian, but in fact there was a hint of helplessness in his words, and there was a touch of distress and admiration in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

"Fever?" Lu Xing's gaze deepened, and he murmured in a low voice, his pupils gradually darkened.

"Is it possible not to have a fever? I asked her manager just now, and the directors said that this idiot didn't take much rest for two days in a row to practice dancing. She practiced until one or two in the morning. Her wound is not in other places. How could she stand up to her torment like this? The wound has deteriorated to the point of festering, if it wasn't for the fact that the stage performance was sent back today, I'm afraid, she still doesn't know how long she will hold on? Really!"

Don't kill!

"I really don't know what to say about her. I haven't seen her work so hard before?"

Lu Rui narrowed his eyes slightly, Song Jianjian's wound was really shocking, he sighed softly, "Could it be that she likes dancing so much?"

So that even the pain can be endured by gritting your teeth?
Is it worth it for a stage performance that takes less than a few minutes?
"Brother, sometimes I really feel that the current Song Jianjian is very strange, unlike the Song Jianjian in our memory. If it weren't for the fact that we are now a scientific society, I really want to open her head and see what's inside her body. Is it a completely different soul?" Lu Ershao's IQ is still very online.mouth
As the so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, it refers to situations like Lu Xing and Lu Rui. They have no feelings for Song Jianjian, so they can stand impartially in the position of bystanders, and better see Song Jianjian in the past and now Where is the difference between Song Jianjian?
He was speechless, ""The method is a bit bloody.

Lu Xing didn't answer, his cold light-colored eyes seemed painful to stare at, and Song Jianjian, who was still frowning even when he had a fever, was thoughtful.

For a long time, there was a strange silence in the ward, and the atmosphere was a little indescribably heavy.

He suddenly asked, "Is the wound serious?"

Lu Rui finally healed Song Jianjian's horrifying wound, and sighed with some relief, "Is it not serious? It seems that I have to stay here for a few more days, Lu Yang Tomorrow's flight, brother, my side may not be able to leave at that time, so please."

Lu Xing nodded lightly and did not speak.

Lu Yang's competition this time finally came to an end. He won the silver medal in the individual competition. He also proved his ability with his strength and became the youngest male basketball captain in the history of the national team. Unfortunately, he ranked fourth in the team competition. By one point, he missed the bronze medal.

"Brother, you look at her first, I'll get some medicine back."

"Yeah." Lu Xing's mood today is a bit inexplicable, Lu Rui is confused, why his elder brother is acting weird today?I tilted my head and thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, and finally went out with my things.

There were only two people left in the ward, Lu Xing. When Song Jianjian woke up, her mind was still in a mess, and her tinnitus was a bit serious, like the sound of a beeping machine, ringing in her ears all the time. Upset people.

Her beautiful eyes stared at the lights on the ceiling for a while, then slowly turned her head stiffly, only to realize that the surroundings were completely white, and murmured belatedly, "It's a hospital."

"Brother, why are you here?"

"You have a fever." Lu Xing mentioned it lightly, without directly answering her previous question.

Song Jianjian slowly remembered in a trance, when she was in the car, it seemed that... she received a call from her elder brother?
Just as she was trying to recall the conversation she had with Lu Xing at that time, Lu Xing suddenly walked to the bedside, his condescending posture made him even more noble and unattainable, like a god standing on a cloud and looking down on the world, unattainable .

Song Jianjian was still running a fever, and his eyelids dropped from time to time, as if tired from sticking up at any time, his beautiful side face seemed to be smudged with a hazy color due to the light above his head.

Seeing Lu Xing's sudden movement and his beautiful almond eyes, she raised her eyes to look at Lu Xing in front of her in a daze, a little puzzled in her eyes?

"Who the hell are you?" Lu Xing's thin lips parted slightly, "What is the purpose of coming here?"

At this moment, Lu Xing seemed to be a god walking out of the mist, his eyes were so calm that it was shocking.

Song Jianjian's mind was a little muddled, her illness caused her reaction to be a beat slower, and she couldn't distinguish reality from a dream. She didn't receive the dangerous aura from Lu Xing, so she replied in a daze, "I'm Song Jianjian."

"Song Jianjian is not like you." Lu Xing calmly dismissed her words.

Even if a person is sober, it will take a while to change, not like her, who suddenly changed after two days of hunger strike.

become strangers again...

In this case, there is only one possibility, and that is that she has changed her soul.

"I am Song Jianjian. Song Jianjian's eyelids gradually closed, and a huge sense of exhaustion swept towards her like a tidal wave. She seemed to be cut off from the circuit suddenly. All that was left in her mind was blank.

Drowsy and confused, she didn't realize the deep meaning in Lu Ling's words at all?

The girl's pale and beautiful face makes one unconsciously soft-hearted.

"Dean's mother..." Song Jianjian's eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was trapped in some kind of nightmare, and he kept shaking his head, as if trying to break free from the restraint.

Lu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, mother of the dean?who are you?

Lu Xing's light-colored glazed eyes clearly reflected Song Jianjian, who was lying asleep on the bed, and the deep color of his pupils was filled with silent darkness, like a black hole that could not be seen to the bottom.

Without warning, he bent down, and his slender and beautiful fingers silently covered Song's pointed, snow-white and delicate eyebrows.

"No knife was used."

——Exactly the same face, if it's not plastic surgery, then it proves that this is indeed Song Jianjian's body. Is there a completely different soul already embedded in it, just like in the TV series? 0
"It hurts so much," the girl on the bed turned pale and murmured continuously, intermittently and indistinctly, making her words hard to hear.

Da da da.

When Lu Xing heard the footsteps approaching the door quickly, he withdrew his fingers abruptly. With deep eyes, he suddenly turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He turned his back to the hospital bed without saying a word, and stared coldly and deeply at the dazzling starry sky outside. The starlight is like flowing water in the silently moving city,
The quiet and silent atmosphere seemed a little frighteningly suppressed, as if something was about to explode.

No one saw the dark color gathering at the bottom of the man's eyes, and no one noticed the evil spirit on his body at this moment, as if wrapped in layers of invisible, invisible black mist.

The temperature in the ward seemed to become colder as his mood changed.

Lu Rui rushed over in a hurry, walking like a gust of wind, with solemn eyebrows and eyes, it can be seen that there is something important?

He hurriedly said, "Brother, an emergency patient came outside suddenly. I have to help out on the operating table temporarily. I don't know when the operation will end. Take care of her for a while. If her fever is too severe, you can press it." Bedside bell, a nurse will come to see you!"

"Hmm." Lu Xing turned around quietly, his eyes resting on Song Jianjian's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face.

At the same time, the female students in the program group were so excited that they couldn't calm down for a long time following the second public performance.

Gather in twos and threes to chat about gossip, and the experience of this performance.

Most of the topics revolved around Song Jianjian, who made her attract the attention and became a topical character among the students of the program.

"Song Jianjian's performance today was indeed too good. I could only see her on the back screen at that time. No wonder she had the highest number of votes. If I got injured, I'm afraid it would be difficult to be like Not only did she come back like that, but she also endured such a large training difficulty to keep up with the team."

Outside the tea room, Lin Xiaoxiao, who came to fill the water with a water bottle, gradually turned dark and cold.

"Actually, what everyone said before is very reasonable. Lin Xiaoxiao is only suitable for dancing, but she is not suitable for the C position. You see, she has been crushed in all aspects now? They said that there is no diamond and don't do porcelain work, and now she is beaten in the face right?"

People are like this, wishing to boast to the sky in front of their faces, but actually wishing to belittle each other into the dust behind their backs, it seems that they can find superiority in this way.