If you are sick, you should give up treatment

The filming of the film went smoothly. Xiao Zimo was in the dark, and finished filming all the scenes in one day. Everyone was happy. The bearded director left a phone call with Xiao Zimo, patted his chest and said that he would find Xiao Zimo for the next film. Zimo played the leading role, Xiao Zimo smiled and catered to him, but he didn't take Director Cui's words seriously. Director Cui made a film in three years, and the speed of one film was three years. Xiao Zimo felt that he might be unlucky In terms of his condition, it is estimated that he is more likely to stay in a mental hospital in three years...

In the evening, the assistant director sent Xiao Zimo back. Speaking of which, the friendship between the two originated from a cartoon. At that time, Ji Feng was still a new assistant in the industry. A few years later, he was already able to work in a famous director. I worked as an assistant director in the play, which shows that I have put in a lot of hard work in the past few years.

"I'm quite surprised." The assistant director joked while driving. "You are quite suitable for acting."

Xiao Zimo's voice is the same as his acting. He has no training, but he can switch between different characters freely. God appreciates the geniuses who eat and eat. Their talent is something that others can't achieve no matter how hard they work the day after tomorrow. Ji Feng actually hates this kind of person, because such a person will make his hard-climbing behavior look ridiculous.

"...I was quite surprised." Xiao Zimo rubbed his head, feeling like something was stirring inside. It didn't hurt, but it made him very uncomfortable. A huge butterfly flew by in front of him. , with thin arms stretched out, blocking most of his sight.

"I will look for you in the future if there is a suitable scene." Ji Feng has nothing to say after throwing out this last sentence. With their personalities, they can probably talk about work, one is not very good at talking, One is convulsive chatterbox, but it is a pity that Ji Feng has never met Xiao Zimo chatterbox, the friendship between the two is only limited to the working relationship of acquaintance.

"...Thank you very much." Xiao Zimo rubbed his head, the wings of the butterfly in front of him fluttered slightly, bringing up a stream of air, and lines appeared in the air.

Xiao Zimo withdrew his gaze, searched for topics, and planned to say a few more words to Ji Feng, it must be late at night, and there were only the two of them in the car, and it always seemed awkward not to say something.

Butterflies flew past in sight, Ji Feng, who was driving, suddenly turned the steering wheel, the car's trajectory changed, and it crashed into a big tree by the side of the road.

With a loud bang, Xiao Zimo's head hit the front hard due to inertia.

The noise was intertwined with the car's alarm sound. The front of the car hit a big tree, and half of the front of the car was sunken in. It took several seconds for Xiao Zimo to realize what happened. There was pain in his head, warmth The blood flowed down his cheeks, and he became groggy because of the injury.

It is estimated that this time I will have to go to the hospital for a while.

Xiao Zimo shook his head, trying to wake himself up, but Ji Feng next to him lay limply on the steering wheel, not knowing what was wrong.

"Ji Feng! Ji Feng!" Xiao Zimo tried to call twice, and then pushed him, but he didn't get any response, and he didn't know whether it was life or death.

Whoa, what's the matter.

Blood remained in the eyes, the things in sight turned a strange red, the smell of iron filled the nostrils, a huge butterfly flapped its wings, and the air fainted circle after circle.

The door was a little damaged, but it didn't fail to open anyway.Xiao Zimo opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to the driver's cab, and dragged Ji Feng out with great effort. The inside of the car was deformed by the impact, and the smell of gasoline and burnt gas was mixed in the air. It must be very uncomfortable to stay in the car. dangerous thing.

Try to drag Ji Feng as far away as possible. He didn't want the two of them to die because of a car fire or explosion instead of being hit. He wiped the blood from his face. Excessive blood loss made his body's reactions a little slow and limp. Powerless, Xiao Zimo gritted his teeth and insisted on dragging Ji Feng out, praying in his heart that nothing happened to Ji Feng, otherwise he would be sorry for dragging him out so hard, his body was so cold that Xiao Zimo felt that his whole body Both were shaking, and I don't know if it was more fear or more reaction after blood loss, but now he is the only one of the two who is awake, and the road they are on is off, and there is not even a passerby who can ask for help at this point.

Xiao Zimo warned himself in his heart not to faint, at least to get Ji Feng and himself to a safer place, if he fainted, it would really be over.

The blood in his hands was sticky, and he didn't know if it was his own or Ji Feng's. After dragging him for more than ten meters, Xiao Zimo couldn't drag him anymore. It began to become blurred and dark, and he couldn't hold on any longer. Xiao Zimo took out his phone, hesitated for a second, and called the emergency number first. It must be that the ambulance call is the most important thing in their current situation. Others come It's useless.

[beep-beep-beep-beep]

【Hello, Emergency Center】

"There was a car accident. The location is at the intersection of Zhongshan Road and Beiguo Road. Someone passed out. I guess—"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zimo lost consciousness, and a huge butterfly flapped its wings and flew in front of him.

"Light ink! Light ink!" The voice moved from far to near until it could be heard clearly.

Xiao Zimo woke up suddenly, he took a deep breath in response to stress, his heart was beating violently and he was very uncomfortable, he was sitting in the co-pilot seat, next to Ji Feng who was intact , there was no car accident, and there was no smell of blood or gasoline.

"I saw you fell asleep, so I didn't call you. You're home." Ji Feng looked at him and pointed outside.

Xiao Zimo stared blankly along his fingers, and outside was the door of the apartment building where Xiao Zimo lived.

Are you sick again...

"Maybe it's because I'm a little tired these days." Xiao Zimo rubbed his hair, trying to calm his heart rate. "I'm going back, goodbye."

"Well, goodbye." Ji Feng lit a cigarette, and his expression blurred a lot after the smoke.

Ji Feng watched Xiao Zimo go upstairs, and the voice-activated lights turned on layer by layer until Xiao Zimo lived on the floor. When he opened the door and entered the room, the light in the corridor gradually weakened until it disappeared completely.

After pinching the cigarette in his hand, Ji Feng took out his mobile phone, found a number and played it.

"Hey, I tried it, nothing abnormal. He should not be directly related to the complete disappearance of the hunter's mental power. It should be a coincidence that he existed in the record in the hospital. There should be other people at that time, and that person caused it. The reason for the consequences, but the mental fluctuations of breeder 5469 are a bit strange, so we need to focus on observation"

A huge butterfly landed on Ji Feng's arm, and its gorgeous wings flapped slowly, causing circle after circle of ripples.