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The hospital's security had already been mobilized, and when Shen He went downstairs, a little nurse rushed out from the side with red eyes, sobbing and apologizing.

After listening to her quietly, Shen He raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder: "Thank you."

The little nurse froze for a moment.Impulsively, she sent photos of Sheng Boyong's injury, but the head nurse reprimanded her for not saying anything, and the hospital suspended her salary for three months as a punishment.Originally, when I saw Shen He came to visit Sheng Boyong, I just wanted to apologize to make my heart feel better, but I didn't expect to hear Shen He's thank you instead.

She looked up at Shen He, who only had a slight smile on his face: "Thank you for letting me know that he was injured, otherwise, I would be even more sad."

What does it mean?

The little nurse expressed her incomprehension, but when she saw Shen He striding towards the outside of the hospital hall, she suddenly took a breath and saw Shen He surrounded by reporters outside the door.

"Shen He! May I ask if you came to visit Sheng Yingdi? How is his condition now?"

"Shen He, I heard that Sheng Boyong was involved in a car accident. Judging from the photos, he was seriously injured. Will it affect his participation in the filming of the movie "The Best Actor"?"

"Is there any possibility of Sheng Boyong being disfigured?"

Sharp questions jumped out of the reporters' mouths one after another, and Shen He, who was surrounded by them and almost drowned, remained silent all the time, without saying a word.

The last time when Tan Jing blocked these reporters at the hospital, were the flashing lights so bright?

Shen He suddenly found that he seemed to be unable to remember.Even when I won the best actor award in a daze, I can't even remember whether the surrounding lights were also so dazzling.

His ears are filled with all kinds of questioning, his words are sharp, and he has the tendency to break the casserole and ask the bottom line.

Because they were not in a hospital, the reporters were not stingy with lights, and they were not afraid that their voices would be scolded by the medical staff as noisy.The flashlights were constantly shining on Shen He, and under the flickering light, the outline of the thin young man seemed to be permanently imprinted on the photo.

Shen He's silence was exchanged for more frantic questions from the reporters.Although a doctor revealed that Sheng Boyong had completed the operation and was admitted to the ward, but the anesthesia had not been withdrawn, it was unknown whether the follow-up recovery would be in time, and there were too many things for them to guess.

Good, bad, almost all of them were thrown in front of Shen He.

Ge Hui didn't come, and Sheng Boyong's parents, who were the best actor and best actress, were obviously accompanying their son, and his assistant was still in a critical period. The only one who could answer the questions now was Shen He.

"Excuse me, do you keep silent all the time because you don't know much about Sheng Boyong's condition?"

"Or, is it that Sheng Boyong is not out of danger now, and may even be paralyzed or disabled?"

Shen He's silence was just because he wanted to organize the best language to handle the whole matter properly.Ge Hui hasn't arrived at the hospital yet, if he can't answer these reporters immediately, he can't imagine how these media will make up the car accident on the Internet when Ge Hui arrives.

However, at this moment, facing the reporter's frantic questioning, only anger remained in Shen He's heart.

His eyes lingered in the crowd, and finally landed on the microphone of a media that he struggled to hand to his mouth.He secretly wrote down the name of the media, raised his eyelids, and said the first sentence:

"Brother Sheng is fine."

"Since it's fine, when will Sheng Boyong be discharged from the hospital? After all, the movie "The Best Actor" will start soon. Will there be any conflicts in the schedule?"

"Brother Sheng is in good health. He has been exercising all the year round, so there is no problem with his physical fitness. What's more, in this car accident, because he was wearing a seat belt, the police and doctors involved in the rescue said that when the car rolled downhill, the seat belt took off. It played a big role, and it saved Brother Sheng's life. I believe that with Brother Sheng's physical fitness, he will be able to leave the hospital in good health in a short time."

"Then will it be disfigured? If disfigured, will it affect my future acting career? After all, for an actor, the face is a very important tool..."

"Is there only a face?" Shen He suddenly said, his eyes were cold.

Since Shen He's debut, the media who have dealt with him have all described him as a gentleman.

It's no wonder that although Shen He was alienated from the people around him at the beginning because of his rebirth, he always smiled and behaved politely when facing the media and fans.

It was difficult for anyone to adapt to such a person's sudden and obvious downcast.

The reporter who asked the question was stunned for a while, and later realized that he had said the wrong thing.

But it was impossible to change his mind at this time.

"The most important thing for an actor is his face? Can I understand that, you mean, actors only rely on their faces to make a living? No one in this circle really relies on their acting skills to get the results they deserve. All the achievements come from one source." A face. And this face can even be modified by the day after tomorrow, without the need for innate parental upbringing? So, this is why you are crazy about advertising those plastic surgery hospitals? Your newspaper can have a whole big space The page on the page advertises plastic surgery hospitals, telling others that they can change their appearance, and then turns around and asks whether an injured actor is disfigured, destroying the most important tool for making money and completely ignoring the actor's own acting skills. Is this a reporter from your agency?"

Shen He sneered: "Very good. Is it Zhixing Weekly? I wrote down your agency, and I hope that the reporter of your magazine can remember what I said. I will contact Brother Sheng's agent to discuss with your agency. .”

Holding the reporter with the Zhixing Weekly logo in his hand, he couldn't help but tremble all over.He just said a wrong sentence, and he was about to be intimidated by Shen He in the name of the entire magazine.

Thinking of Sheng Boyong's agent, Ge Hui, who always acted vigorously, and thinking of the rumor that the smiling tiger would find a lawyer to submit a lawyer's letter at every turn, the reporters present didn't dare to ask any more questions.

I'm afraid that if one is not careful, the next one to be corrected will be himself.

Afterwards, Shen He hardly met a reporter who didn't have eyesight.

The following questions and answers are honest, there are no longer any language traps, and I just want to get clearer and more detailed news to go back to the business.

The reporter who was blocked on the outermost layer and failed to interview Shen He in person was not in a hurry. When Shen He turned to leave, he pulled one of the innermost colleagues, tried it out in a low voice, and asked for some news by the way.

I didn't say it too carefully, but it sounds like there is something else.The reporter rubbed his chin, looked at the hospital lobby where people were coming and going, and suddenly came up with the idea of ​​disguised and sneaking in to take pictures.

Probably because his expression revealed something, the colleague who was held back coughed twice, and persuaded: "You have to be able to take sneak shots. The one named Shen He, most of the media who deliberately blamed him before were unlucky, Not to mention Sheng Boyong Tanjing's help, but also the company behind him. He has a very good relationship with Sheng Boyong, and he wanted to take pictures of Sheng Boyong's ward, but Shen He knocked him down."

Having said that, colleagues can be regarded as conscientious in the industry.Put away your things, get in the car and rush back to the hotel, and immediately edit the information at hand into a manuscript and send it to the company.

The first news is out of reach, but the entertainment headlines of the own newspaper still haven't run.

Shen He didn't know that because of these words, the reporter who was planning to sneak away suddenly stopped thinking.When he left from the hospital entrance and returned to the inpatient department, Young Master Chen was helping Sheng's father and Sheng's mother to bring hot water from the boiling water room to wipe Sheng Boyong's face.

The operation was a success, and fortunately no scars were left on Sheng Boyong's face.It was just because the car rolled over and the broken glass rubbed against his scalp. For reasons of hygiene, his hair was shaved very short, and the scraped scalp was simply bandaged.

When Shen He walked to stand outside the ward, he had already woken up and was lying on the bed listening to Father Sheng's words.

The second elder sat by the bed with his back to Shen He, while Chen Dashao was holding hot water at the door to signal Shen He to enter the room, but he still shook his head.

Young Master Chen didn't understand.It is understandable to say that he didn't enter the house just now to deal with the reporters, but now that the reporters have left, what does it mean to stand at the door and not go in?

Young Master Chen asked why with his mouth.

Shen He sighed: "I can't bear it."

What can't you bear?Can't bear to look at it?

Although he had been in love in the past, Chen Dashao, who was obviously not high in EQ, expressed that he could not understand.

Although Shen He just wanted to stand at the door and take a look, the nurses in the inpatient department were obviously not happy with such a big living person stuck in the corridor, and when they pushed the car over, they yelled directly: "Mr. If so, please come in, please, and don't block the door of the ward."

The nurse's voice was neither soft nor loud, just enough for the people in the room to hear clearly.

Mother Sheng immediately wiped away her tears, walked out of the ward, took Shen He's hand and put it on her head.

Shen He followed subconsciously, and when he saw the man lying on the hospital bed, he still felt distressed after all.

He is not a person who loves to cry. It is nothing for a man to shed tears every now and then.But seeing Sheng Boyong lying on the bed, Shen He turned his head and took a deep breath. When he turned his head again, although he didn't cry, his eyes were a little red.

"Chen Long said, you are the one to deal with the reporters?"

Sheng's father and Sheng's mother left the ward under the pretext of going out to buy some daily necessities, and dragged Young Master Chen out by the way.For a moment, there were only two people left in the room.

Shen He simply closed the door, sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed Sheng Boyong's hand, refusing to let go.Listening to his hoarse voice asking again, I feel even more uncomfortable.

"Well, I've already left. I can probably give birth for a while, and I'll see Brother Hui for the rest."

"Thank you for your hard work. Those reporters probably said a lot of nasty things."

The anesthesia hasn't passed completely yet, Sheng Boyong can't even move his fingers smoothly, he just feels his muscles are stiff.Fortunately, the height of the ward was adjusted for him to lower his head slightly to talk to people, so that he didn't have to work too hard to fully see the young man on the tip of his heart.

There was some silence in the room, but it wasn't awkward at all.

Two people, one lying down and the other sitting, the only thing holding each other is two hands.

Looking at the young man beside him, Sheng Boyong really wanted to ask him if he was the same as he is now when he just woke up in Shen He's body, feeling stiff all over, but felt that he had saved his life.

The oncoming car did not show any sign of braking. Sheng Boyong thought a lot when he was knocked over by the car.However, what he finally thought of was who else could accompany Shen He after he left.

Some words are stuck in my throat, I want to ask but dare not ask.

"When I first woke up in this body, I was lying on the bed and couldn't move. Because the anesthesia was administered during the operation, the anesthesia did not wear off, and my muscles were stiff. I could only lie down. However, except for the heart, no place was familiar to me. Yes, I was wondering if this was a dream. But if it is really a dream, I would rather not wake up from the dream, at least I have you in this dream. "

Shen He lowered his head slightly, put Sheng Boyong's hand to his lips, and kissed each of his fingertips tenderly.Feeling the trembling between his lips, Shen He raised his eyes, his expression had receded from the previous distress, and his eyes were full of chills: "I heard from the hospital that the driver who hit you has escaped. No matter where he goes, I will Someone will be found."

Sheng Boyong frowned slightly, but he didn't object. He only expressed the doubt in his heart: "Actually, I suspect that the car was intentional."