After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

"Hello, Uncle Wan, something happened to Minglian and I at Tuofeng Mountain, could you please send a car to pick us up?" Jiang Jiao was so anxious that he got to the point without saying any other pleasantries.

I don't know what was said there, Jiang Jiao said, "I will definitely take him to see you, but now he has a fever, the temperature is a bit high, I want to take him to the hospital first... Well, I I will send you the specific status later, thank you!"

Without saying anything else, Jiang Jiao hung up the call and sent the location neatly.

While sending out the address, Jiang Jiao said to Minglian next to him, "I contacted a Shishu and asked him to send a car to pick us up. If you come by expressway, you can get here in less than an hour."

After sending the address, Jiang Jiao wanted to reach out his hand to check the temperature of Minglian's forehead, but just as he raised his hand, he probably saw that his hands were seriously dirty, so he put them down again.

Minglian turned back to the car without saying a word. He was a little dizzy and wanted to find a seat.

Jiang Jiao hurriedly followed.

The crew's convoy arrived 10 minutes later.

As soon as he heard that a landslide occurred at the foot of the mountain and buried the homestay, Chang Yan called the shutdown without thinking.

Although he is obsessed with scenes, he will never put the safety of the staff behind.

Chang Yan didn't even bother to clean up the camera and props, so Chang Yan hurried down in the car, and as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, the unsmiling director immediately got out of the car.

"Is everyone here, is anyone injured? I remember that there were four people resting in the homestay. How is the situation now?"

While talking, Chang Yan looked around, trying to find his employees.

One, two, three...

If there is a major casualty incident, the finishing work of the crew will be difficult, and the film is expected to be shut down.

After looking around, Chang Yan didn't see Minglian, "Where's Minglian?"

"Teacher Ming is fine. He is resting in the car now. Thanks to him for reminding us, otherwise we would have been buried underneath." Brother Sun, who also had a fever, was terrified, "After I settle down, I must thank him well. .”

The other three nodded.

Seeing that no one was buried and the four of them were not injured, Chang Yan, the assistant director and others let out a long breath.

People safe is good.

But after the breath was relieved, some people were worried again.

"Our luggage is gone?"

"Oops, I put all my ID cards in the hotel, what should I do now!"

"I'm even worse. I forgot to charge my phone last night and left it at the hotel today."

The luggage of the entire crew is in the hotel, and now the crew has nothing left except for the props and machines used for filming, and a few cars.

Without an ID card, you cannot board a plane, take a high-speed train, or stay in a hotel.

This is very worrying.

"It's good that people are fine. Let's go up the mountain to pack things first. After we find a place to settle down, we will plan the shooting later." Chang Yan looked up at the sky.

Looks like it's about to rain again.

At the beginning, I came down in a hurry and didn't clean up at all, but now I have to go back to the mountain again.

It takes fifteen minutes to go up and down the mountain, and together with the time needed to pack things, etc., it takes almost an hour for the convoy to come down the mountain again.

The fire brigade from the Camelback Mountain area also came to the scene.

The fire brigade suggested moving as soon as possible, because there is still a danger of another landslide in this place.

"My uncle's car is coming, we don't go with them, I'll take you to the hospital first." Jiang Jiao said to Minglian who was sitting in the van.

Suddenly his phone vibrated, Jiang Jiao took it out and looked at it, then his eyes lit up, "The car will arrive in two to three minutes."

"Everyone get in the car, Director Chang and the others are back, we have to go to the nearby county town now." The assistant director who was left behind before became the driver of the van.

Minglian felt dizzy, he touched his forehead.

It seems to be a little hotter than before.

If it wasn't for special circumstances, Ming Lian would really not wrong himself, so he heard from Jiang Jiao that he had a car to go to the hospital.

He agreed.

Minglian got up from the chair slowly, and after looking for a while, he could see clearly the pedals of the van.

In the astonishment of the assistant director, Ming Lian stepped on the pedal and got out of the car.

Halfway down, Minglian was supported by an arm stretched across the sky. That arm was very strong and stable.

Immediately afterwards, Minglian heard someone beside him say, "Assistant director, I will go with Minglian separately, so you don't need to take us with you."

At first, I thought that Ming Lian was just getting off the car, going to do something outside before coming back, but I didn't expect——

Is this the rhythm of not planning to go the same way?

"Are you going elsewhere? Where are you going? How are you going? There are no other cars now." The assistant director asked questions one after another.

"If you have a car, you can come later." Jiang Jiao just said.

There was a landslide just now, and now someone wants to leave the team. Of course, the assistant director refused, "That's no good, just you two are too dangerous, and you don't have any other documents, where are you going to stay tonight? Are you sleeping on the street? "

The assistant director's van didn't start for a long time. It had already passed the vehicle that was heading out of them, but it backed up when it saw it.

Chang Yan poked his head out from the passenger seat, "What's going on, why don't you get in the car? We're leaving."

The assistant director said: "Director Chang, Jiang Jiao said he would not go with us, he said that a car would pick him up and Ming Lian later."

Chang Yan frowned.

What is going on?

But before he could speak, a black Land Rover drove over there.

The windows of the Land Rover were kept down all the time, a man in a suit and leather shoes who looked like an elite, his eyes brightened slightly when he saw Jiang Jiao.

He stopped immediately and the man got out of the car.

"Third Young Master Jiang, I'm Meng Shan, Wan Dong's secretary." After speaking, Meng Shan looked at Ming Lian, "Hello, Young Master Ming."

"Let's go, don't waste time, send him to the hospital quickly." Jiang Jiao was still thinking about Minglian's fever.

After getting out of the car at the door, Chang Yan's expression became very strange.

If he remembers correctly, this seems to be someone from the Wanhui Consortium.

Investor dad!

People in the entertainment industry have always traveled all over the country, there are very few geographical restrictions on them, and they often have to contact investors, so Chang Yan remembers it very clearly.

Jiang Jiao actually knew a big investor, and from the current point of view, this relationship...

After thinking and thinking, Chang Yan could only come up with the words "intriguing".

It's not that I didn't hear the other party call Jiang Jiao "Jiang San Shao", but Jiang Jiao's diligent appearance of moving things around on the set and running around left a deep impression on everyone.

Emotionally, he cannot be connected with the wealthy young master with amazing net worth.

Chang Yan hesitated for a moment, and was about to get out of the car.

When I see someone, I must go to say hello.

However, Chang Yan never expected that someone would be one step faster than him.

Lian Yun was sitting near the car door, he got out of the car immediately when he saw Meng Shan.

His family has cooperation with Wanhui, and his father knew Wanhui's chairman. Lian Yun followed his father to the other wife's birthday party, and met Mengshan there.

Now Lian Yun recognized the person.

Brother Minglian had a fever and had to go to the hospital, and he still hasn't recovered from his cold, so it would be nice to go for a ride.

So Lian Yun got out of the car, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his actions.

After getting off the car, go straight to Mengshan, and obediently call out, "Hi Secretary Meng, I'm Lian Yun, and I want to go to the hospital too, can you take me with you?"

To be able to be the chairman's secretary, the memory is extraordinary, not to mention that now Lian Yun has introduced himself first.

Meng Shan was just stunned for a moment, "Of course, Xiao Lian, please."

So while Chang Yan and the assistant director were stunned, Jiang Jiaoming and Lian Yun got into the Land Rover.

Seeing that they were about to drive away, Chang Yan quickly said, "Secretary Meng."

Meng Shan had seen this director before, and in his impression, this director seemed to be a bit famous.

If it was normal, he wouldn't mind going up and chatting with the other party, but now he has more important tasks.

So Meng Shan just nodded indifferently to that side, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away in the Land Rover.

The flesh on the assistant director's face twitched.

The confirmed aura is that of the investor's father.

"Assistant Director, wasn't that person from the Wanhui Consortium just now?" Other senior executives also recognized it, "What are the three of them coming from?"

The assistant director grabbed his thinning hair, "How would I know, I always thought that Jiang Jiao's family was collecting rent, but it was in Nanhai City."

But anyone who has really seen the world knows that in the eyes of those rich and famous families, the charterer and charterer are nouveau riche with a little money.

You can only live by collecting rent, not to mention doing business, let alone snowballing your wealth.

People in the upper class generally don't make friends with rent collectors, let alone send important secretaries around to pick them up.

"It suddenly occurred to me that there was a big family named Jiang, and it was from the South Sea City..." the assistant director said to himself, and scratched his hair again, "But this is too ridiculous, the family With a family fortune of more than [-] billion, I must be wrong to come to our film crew to move bricks."

the other side.

After getting into the Land Rover, Minglian leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

He probably knew that he was not in the mood to chat right now, so Meng Shan tactfully turned on the soft music in the car, letting the music soothe the embarrassing atmosphere.

Lian Yun was sitting in the co-pilot, and he was typing on his mobile phone to send messages to his family.

Although Lian Yun was on the mountain when the landslide occurred, it is still frightening to think about it now.

As a big boy who has just stepped into the society, and the youngest son who is quite favored by his family, Lian Yun still maintains the habit of telling his family about everything.

Not long after the message was sent, a phone call came from home.

"...Mom, I'm fine. I'm in the car now...Well, it's Uncle Wan's man. Don't worry, huh? Go back, but I haven't worked here yet. It's done..."

It took four to ten minutes to drive from Tuofeng Mountain to the nearest hospital, and Minglian couldn't help but fell asleep listening to the music.

He was woken up by Jiang Jiao.

"Minglian, Minglian is here." Someone whispered in his ear.

The thick and straight eyelashes trembled, and under the halo, the eyelashes that looked like new feathers on the back of a crow were particularly beautiful.

The eyeliner is long and narrow, and the moment the peach blossom eyes are opened, there is a hazy sense of confusion, as if to make people fall intoxicated.

Jiang Jiao was immediately infatuated, watching without blinking.

He was crying a lot before, with tears streaming down his face, but now his eyes seemed to be pinched by a crack in the door, and Jiang Jiao's body was also covered with mud, and he was as embarrassed as he could be.

Minglian had a short sleep, and with a fever, his mind was a little confused at the moment. When he opened his eyes, he saw a magnified face with very hot eyes. Minglian didn't think much about it, it was a completely instinctive move. ——

Punch.

"what!"

Jiang Jiao was punched in the face.

But Minglian is sick now, the strength of this punch is not very strong.

Meng Shan in front had just parked his car in the underground garage of the hospital when he heard a cry of pain from behind.

His heart tightened, thinking that something happened, he turned around and looked back.

Then he saw that young talent who often appeared in the mouth of his chairman as "steady", "mature", "bold in action", and so on, covering his face at this moment, looking pitifully at the young man sitting by the window young people next to them.

"Minglian, we're at the hospital." Jiang Jiao wiped his face and put down his hands.

Minglian opened the door and got out of the car.

On the way here, Meng Shan had already greeted the doctor of this private hospital, and now when the car arrived, several people went directly to find the doctor.

registered?unnecessary.

Private hospitals are expensive, and there is a reason why they are expensive. The environment here is clean and tidy, and there are few patients.

If it is not for the different facilities, it is really similar to the service of the hotel.

A nurse passed by on the way, and someone was slightly startled, and quickly stepped forward and said to Jiang Jiao, "Sir, I will take you to bandage."

Jiang Jiao waved his hand without looking at it, "There's no rush, we'll talk about it later."

Jiang Jiao, who was so focused on Minglian, didn't feel any pain.

Isn't it just a little bit of skin?He is a man, so what is this injury?

Having just experienced landslides, it is normal to have mud on his body, and he was driving before, so Mengshan really didn't notice that Jiang Jiao was injured.

"Jiang Sanshao, you go to bandage with the nurse, and I will send Mingshao to see a doctor." Meng Shan suggested.

But Jiang Jiao didn't want to at all. Not long ago, he was still in a panic of losing Minglian forever, how could he let people out of his sight now.

"No, I'll go up with him." Jiang Jiao refused.

Meng Shan saw that his attitude was firm, so he didn't say anything more.

The face is Minglian's, consultation, billing, infusion process.

Seeing Minglian in the infusion room, Jiang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief after the infusion.

A little nurse had noticed a long time ago that there was also a wounded patient who needed to be healed. Seeing the other party let out a long breath, she hurriedly said, "Sir, please come with me, and I will help you treat the wound."

"Just deal with it here, you bring the things here." Jiang Jiao didn't feel ashamed to bother others at all.

Private hospitals are supposed to provide the best service for patients.

The little nurse could only nod in agreement.

Ming Lian was sitting on the soft chair for infusion, and Jiang Jiao was sitting on the soft chair next to him. The little nurse pushed the workbench in front of Jiang Jiao, and began to treat his hands that were still stained with mud.

"What kind of anesthesia? No." Hearing the question, Jiang Jiao immediately refused.

Don't you just treat a wound, do you need anesthesia?More importantly, Ming Lian is still by his side, so he has to perform!

The little nurse had to put the anesthesia back on.

The steps to treat the wound are roughly: first wash the mud, and then remove the small stones and sand in the wound with tweezers.

If there is a small sand stuck in a deeper place, you need to cut the flesh slightly, and then rinse again.

Minglian was originally closing his eyes to rest his mind, but suddenly he felt the soft chair he was sitting on shake.

He opened his eyes and turned his head to look to the side, only to see Jiang Jiao's face contorted like a twist, and the veins on the side of his neck pulsating wildly.

Probably noticing that Minglian was looking over, Jiang Jiao turned his head stiffly, tried his best to twitch the corners of his mouth, and finally revealed a strange smile.

"Don't laugh, it's so ugly." Minglian disliked it.

Jiang Jiao immediately lowered the corner of his mouth, the back probably hurt too much, his face twitched uncontrollably.

The hydrogen peroxide is quite irritating, and after the whole cleaning process, Jiang Jiao grinned in pain, but he held back his teeth and did not cry out.

As long as he didn't cry out, he was still a brave man.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Jiao's hands were wrapped into two big rice dumplings.

His hands were born wide, but now the bandage is no different from bear's paw.

Ming Lian was infusing with one hand and playing with his mobile phone with the other, when he suddenly felt movement beside him.

It seems that someone is constantly thumping.

Ming Lian didn't want to pay attention to it, but the movement behind him didn't stop, so he couldn't help but tilt his head.

Jiang Jiao, who was sitting next to him, shook his head slightly, paused, and then nodded slightly.

After a while, Jiang Jiao raised his two hands bound into bear's paws, wanting to scratch his head.

He looks like he's trying to grab his hair, but he doesn't, he looks like an ADHD kid anyway.

The moment Minglian tilted his head, Jiang Jiao froze.

Ming Lian was about to ask him what was going on, but before he could speak, he saw a seven-star ladybug emerge from Jiang Jiao's hair.

Minglian: "..."