The slag of quick time travel is difficult to attack

The young man was pinned to the ground by the bodyguard, his hands were tied behind his back and handcuffed, he was still struggling, and he looked up at He Zihuan with hatred and madness, "He Zihuan, I will kill you! I will kill you for my father Pay for your life! You should die! You should die!"

He Zihuan focused on Shen Che and turned a deaf ear to it. Cheng Yufei's face was extremely ugly, with a rare sultry expression, and he ordered the bodyguards to gag him first and take him down to watch over him.

Because it was a play, the crew's medical team stood aside ahead of time, saw the situation and immediately pushed aside the chaotic crowd, and hurriedly knelt down beside Shen Che to check his injuries.

The drenched dark red military uniform was lifted, and a sharp knife was cut open from the right waist to the navel, the skin was ripped apart, blood kept oozing out, and even the red meat and fat under the skin could be vaguely seen, which was particularly ferocious.

He Zihuan pointed at the canthus of his eyes, staring at the knife wound, as if he wanted to bite his teeth, only regretting that the knife didn't stab himself.

After confirming the situation, the medical team immediately pressed the wound with gauze, squeezed it hard to stop the bleeding, and quickly bandaged it. "There should be no injury to the arteries and organs, but after the emergency hemostasis, it should be sent to the hospital for sutures immediately!"

"Ah! Ah... Ah... Huh... Huh..." The wound was pressed hard, and Shen Che cried out due to the great pain, his face twisted.The stronger personality made him immediately grit his teeth and swallow a groan, only to pant heavily from between his teeth, and in a blink of an eye, his whole body was covered in cold sweat.

He Zihuan tightly held Shen Che's right hand with his left hand, and stroked his cheek with his right hand, trembling uncontrollably.His throat was so choked that he was almost suffocated. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word. He hated himself for being so powerless.

Zhang Zhongze, the assistant director, the producer, and several senior actors gathered around in panic, the voices were noisy and the scene was chaotic.

"How could this happen?!"

"Is Shen Che okay?"

"It must be fine, it's fine..."

Cheng Yufei was also anxious and worried, "I have already called 120, and the ambulance will be here soon!"

He Zihuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Drive the car over here, hurry up!"

Cheng Yufei paused for a second, and immediately understood Brother Huan's meaning, and asked Gangzi to start the sports car quickly.

After the emergency dressing was completed, He Zihuan hugged Shen Che with a sullen face, and said to the emergency responders, "Follow me!" He held Shen Che firmly in his arms and quickly got on the black Maserati, and the sports car drove away in an instant.

He Zihuan gritted his teeth and remained silent, his eyes only reflected Shen Che's frail face, which was so dark and frightening, as if a huge storm was brewing.Shen Che was in so much pain that he seemed to be numb from the pain. He struggled to breathe, lost energy to speak, and quietly looked at the man.

They didn't know when their fingers were intertwined, but neither of them noticed.

Gangzi drove the car himself, and rarely showed the performance of Maserati. The horn blared all the way, ran through several red lights, and passed the ambulance, and rushed to Huangzhen Central Hospital in just over four minutes.

Cheng Yufei had called in advance to inform that the dean and a group of doctors waited anxiously at the door, and immediately sent Shen Che to the operating room.

He Zihuan sat on the bench waiting expressionlessly, his whole body exuded evil spirits, he didn't say a word, and the air pressure was extremely low.

Not to mention that others dare not step forward, even Cheng Yufei, who has experienced many dangerous situations together, has never seen Brother Huan so cold and cruel.He can only try his best to deal with the follow-up and share his worries for Brother Huan.

Ten minutes later, the door of the operating room opened, and He Zihuan stood up immediately.

Facing the man's sharp gaze, the dean drooled and said, "Mr. He, please rest assured that the dagger pierced the abdomen horizontally. It did not hurt internal organs, and the nerves and arteries were not damaged. The best surgeon in this hospital is already in the hospital." Suture for Mr. Shen, and it will be finished within half an hour."

After hearing this, He Zihuan's expression was slightly relaxed, he closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, the air pressure in his body rose, and finally he was able to catch his breath.He nodded at the dean, and said sincerely, "Thank you, please handle it properly."

"Of course, we must do our best."

He Zihuan rejected the dean's proposal to wait in the lounge, and sat back on the bench again, his eyes were extremely cold, he looked up at Cheng Yufei and said, "Find out the details and motives of that man, who is his father, and how did he get into the martial arts?" of."

"I know Brother Huan, I'm already investigating."

"Let the public relations department and HZH media block the news. There has been a case of Wang Kai's intentional injury. "Ghost Times" can't attract attention because of the attempted murder."

"Yes." Otherwise, it would really be called a "death crew".

The guilt in He Zihuan's eyes flashed away, and he said hoarsely: "Shen Jie, then I..."

Cheng Yufei looked confused: "I'm sorry Brother Huan, I made my own decision and have already notified Miss Shen."

He Zihuan shook his head, he wanted to make a phone call himself, that's all, "You go."

"Yes."

He Zihuan was waiting in front of the operating room, leaning against the wall motionless, his eyes full of thoughts, complicated and hard to see through.When Shen Che was pushed out and transferred to the VIP ward, the man immediately stood up, clenched his fists slightly, and followed quickly.

There was no blood on Shen Che's face, his skin was so white that it was almost transparent, his expression was tired, but he looked deserted, showing no pain.

He Zihuan signaled the doctors and nurses to back away, put one hand on Shen Che's shoulders, and put the other under his knees, carefully moving him onto the hospital bed.

The nurse hung up the medicine, adjusted the bed to a small angle of 25 degrees, and prepared to feed Shen Che.He Zihuan passed the water glass directly, and put the straw to Shen Che's lips.Shen Che pursed his lips. He was really thirsty, so he didn't refuse, and drank half a glass of water with the straw in his mouth.

He Zihuan waited on others and asked in a deep voice, "How is it?"

The dean straightened his body in an instant, "The operation was very successful, but Mr. Shen cannot move for the time being to prevent the wound from opening. He needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days to make sure that the wound is not infected. If the recovery is good, the stitches can be removed in two weeks. "

After hearing this, He Zihuan looked at the dean, frowning, "Is it dangerous?"

The dean was trembling, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's just that the incision is very long and not shallow. It took three layers of stitches, a total of 84 stitches, so be careful."

He Zihuan froze, staring blankly at Shen Che's unrevealed face, the pain in his chest was severe, as if every needle was poking into his heart.

Shen Che's brown eyes flashed, and finally he said hoarsely, "I'm fine." He Zihuan's fingertips trembled, and his heart ached even more.

The dean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Mr. Shen may be in unbearable pain after the local anesthesia wears off. If necessary, I will give you an appropriate amount of fei."

"Thank you."

He Zihuan concealed his emotions, and thanked in a deep voice: "Thank you for your hard work, and please take care of the dean."

"Don't worry Mr. He, we will definitely take care of Mr. Shen carefully." Everyone fled as if they were granted amnesty, and there were only two people left in the room.

Their eyes met, Shen Che remained indifferent, He Zihuan's chest became more and more stuffy, and he was full of words to say, but he couldn't utter a word.

Does it hurt?Naturally it hurts.

sorry?Then why did he get hurt.

Thanks?I'm afraid this person will disdain his thanks.

The final utterance somehow turned into a hoarse "Are you crazy?"

To save himself so recklessly.What about him?If the knife is a bit off...

Shen Che froze, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Maybe he's crazy." At that moment, he instinctively rushed towards He Zihuan, without thinking about the consequences at all.But even now... no regrets.

He Zihuan was so blocked that he couldn't speak, Shen Che restrained his emotions and looked at the man, his brown eyes were calm and unwavering, "I'm not a person who sacrifices myself for others, but I can't turn a blind eye to the troubles of my conscience."

"Mr. He doesn't need to take it to heart, you have saved me before, so let's make it even."

He Zihuan's expression was not ambiguous, and his words were sincere, "One yard is one yard, thank you for saving me today, I will remember this love. Also," he paused, with rare guilt, and said word by word: "I'm sorry, yes I implicated you."

Shen Che shook his head, and said indifferently, "As Mr. He once said, I just chose a more cost-effective plan." If he hadn't pushed the man away, He Zihuan's injury would probably be much more serious than he is at the moment. He is very glad that the man didn't Injuried.

Shen Che's attitude was alienated, and his words were watertight. The two fell into silence for a moment. Just when he was about to speak to drive away, He Zihuan narrowed his eyes and asked the question that he had been thinking about just now, "You once said that the man in the dream was me, It's not me either. What about you, are you what you look like in reality in your dream?"

The eerie scene that flashed away was so real, as if he had experienced it himself, He Zihuan could even empathize with the man's shock and sadness.And those two people, one from ancient times and the other from the future, had completely different faces and temperaments, but somehow he felt that they all looked like... Shen Che.

He Zihuan couldn't think of a reasonable explanation even if he tried his best.He gave up, what happened after meeting Shen Che was out of the ordinary.

Is Shen Che's nightmares in the past ten years so real, has he been experiencing different lives?

Why are only the two of them dreaming connected, why are they so empathetic?

If it cannot be explained by science, then what is a little logic?Reincarnation?reincarnation?Doomed?

Shen Che froze, looking at the man suspiciously, wondering why He Zihuan suddenly asked about the dream, but it doesn't matter now.

With a cold expression on his face, he said in a deep voice: "I know Mr. He kept me by his side because it was fun. The reason why I planned the car accident back then was really nonsensical."

"But now I realize that the dream is just a dream. Who is in the dream, sad, happy or painful has nothing to do with me. I just want to live in reality, live in the present, and live for myself."

"I will never bring the feelings in my dreams to reality, or even add them to you, please rest assured."

It doesn't matter if Shen Che is timid and dare not pursue, or arrogant and doesn't want to give, he doesn't want to put his face on He Zihuan's cold ass.

In the past few days, the man didn't care about it and acted smoothly, which showed his attitude.Maybe it was because he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of well ropes. Shen Che didn't want to give the other party a chance to hurt him, so he built a barrier early and cut off his love.

He Zihuan looked at him with dark eyes, the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't get out... Yes, reality is what matters.

Shen Che breathed a sigh of relief, showing fatigue.Seeing this, He Zihuan laid the hospital bed flat, and said expressionlessly: "Go to sleep, you are too tired. Once the anesthesia wears off, you may be too painful to sleep."

Seeing him sitting down on the sofa, Shen Che had no intention of leaving, frowned slightly and said, "Mr. He must have a lot of things to deal with, so don't waste time here, just let Shi An accompany me."

He Zihuan's expression was calm, but his words did not allow anyone to refuse, "Li Shi'an is busy with the follow-up and has no time. Go to sleep, and I will leave when you fall asleep."

Shen Che pursed his lips and didn't argue anymore, turned his head to the other side and closed his eyes, feeling drowsy, no energy to think anymore, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

A quarter of an hour later, He Zihuan quietly walked to the side of the bed, tucked Shen Che's quilt up, carefully and cherished the broken hair in front of his eyes, the tenderness and distress in his eyes could no longer be concealed, it was so thick that it made one's heart palpitate.

It was only then that Shen Che was cold and arrogant, and drew a clean line with him.He Zihuan was inexplicably relieved, as if he had always expected to see such a Shen Che, a Shen Che who knew how to love himself, live for himself, and no longer blindly give or give in in front of his feelings.

He Zihuan made a self-deprecating smile, does he still have m potential?

A dark light flashed in his eyes, and the man's expression was unclear, obviously this was what he wanted, why did Shen Che risk his life to save him and make him waver again?

He Zihuan stared at Shen Che's unsteady side face, and murmured, "What should I do with you..."

Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening, and He Zihuan withdrew his hands for a moment and turned around without revealing anything.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, Shen Jie, dressed in work attire, walked quickly into the ward.

She was full of worry and anxiety, seeing the pale face of the person on the bed, and thinking of Shen Che's lifeless look when she came to visit the class three days ago, her heart ached like a twinge.

The next moment Shen Jie looked at He Zihuan coldly, her eyes were full of anger and disgust.

She has always opposed Shen Che's contact with He Zihuan, not just because of nightmares.

The Shen family didn't have many descendants, Shen Tianning died young, and Shen Jie, as the head of the house, took up the responsibility and became an official early on, becoming the youngest deputy mayor of a municipality directly under the central government.

Although the two have no direct contact, one official and one businessman are both at the top of the pyramid. He Zihuan's methods and handling of affairs are very clear to Shen Jie.

She was afraid that Shen Che would get hurt.The results of it?The results of it!

[The author has something to say]: Thank you Bodhi under the Begonia tree for your reward~ Give the stone motivation~ Meh~