After I died, I became the white moonlight of scumbag A's ex-husband

There are film directors, cast members, Lin Yushu's manager, doctors, nurses, Lin Yushu and Zong Ying.

Judging from the situation, Lin Yushu must have scratched his leg, and the doctor is cleaning the wound.

The tweezers held cotton soaked in hydrogen peroxide and carefully treated the wound. Lin Yushu frowned, and buried half of his face in Zongying's waist.

Zong Ying patted Lin Yushu's back softly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"One thing..." Lin Yushu frowned, feeling extremely wronged, "Is my leg broken?"

"No, what are you thinking about?" Zong Ying smiled and comforted, "The doctor said that the bones are fine, but the skin is scratched."

Lin Yushu exposed half of his face from Zong Ying's waist, his eyelids trembled, and he complained softly with his mouth pursed, "But, it still hurts."

Zong Ying bent down, covering Lin Yushu's eyes that wanted to see the wound, and while comforting in a low voice, he focused on the doctor's movements.

Hang Jing took a closer look at the worry in Zongying's eyes, which was the kind of concern he would never get from Zongying.

Lin Yushu's manager stood guard on the other side, not seeing the artist's anxiety about getting hurt at all, but with a hint of joy on the contrary.

"Mr. Zong, I'm really sorry. Due to the sudden incident, the photo of you and Yu Shu coming to the hospital has been uploaded on the Internet, and it has also become a trending search. Do you want to arrange to deal with it?"

The agent asked Zong Ying hypocritically, but he didn't see the slightest bit of uneasiness.

Lin Yushu frowned, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Zong Ying, for causing you trouble."

"Brother Sheng, give me my phone. It's just a simple gesture of reaching out, as if pulling the pain nerves in the whole body, Lin Yushu let out a soft hiss."

"It's okay..." Zong Ying didn't even look at the manager, his attention was all on the doctor's treatment of the wound, and he said casually, "It's not a big deal, don't worry about it."

"Not good..." Lin Yushu raised his head and looked at Zong Ying, a little uneasy, "Hang Jing will be unhappy if he finds out."

Zong Ying frowned when he heard Hang Jing's name, as if he was not happy.

"He won't, you don't have to worry about him."

Hang Jing stood at the door of the ward, watching the scene silently.

No one noticed him coming, everyone's attention was on Lin Yushu, including his husband.

Hang Jing's hand hanging by his side was clenched for a moment, and then slowly loosened.

He stood at the door of the ward, stubbornly not wanting to take a step further, that was Lin Yushu's domain, and he didn't want to touch it.

"Zongying, I'm here to pick you up."

Hang Jing's arrival was beyond everyone's expectation.

Except for outsiders like doctors and nurses who didn't know the inside story, everyone else was a little embarrassed.

The crew clearly smelled the gossip, and the manager's expression suddenly changed.

"Hang Jing, you are here!"

Lin Yushu's eyes lit up when he saw Hang Jing appearing, and then he seemed to think of something, panicked, and began to dodge his eyes.

As for Zong Ying, he just glanced at Hang Jing lightly, impatiently.

"Why are you here?" Zong Ying waved his hand towards the door, "Go back, it's none of your business here."

"I'll pick you up." Hang Jing insisted abnormally, "There are reporters at the door."

Zong Ying didn't even look at Hang Jing, and said disdainfully, "So what?"

Hang Jing saw Zong Ying's rejection in his eyes and made himself suffer, he couldn't help laughing at himself.

If he hadn't pushed the door open during Zongying's susceptible period...

However, he has no regrets.

Without that desperate bet, he and Zong Ying would never have had a chance to meet, and he would not even have that shameful marriage relationship.

At least, he is now known as Zongying's partner.

"No way, Zong Ying, you have to walk out of the hospital with me today, under the watchful eyes of everyone."