Cheap Lover 【Entertainment】

Zhou Ziche blinked his eyes hard, but there was still darkness in front of his eyes, like the black and white snowflakes that flickered on the screen when the black and white TV in the last century had no signal.

He didn't know if the figure and familiar voice in front of him were his hallucinations or real.

Could it be that someone from the crew discovered him?

Then he can't say anything.

Jiang Gu squatted halfway down, looking down at the pale man in his arms with trembling lips, when he touched Zhou Ziche's cheek casually, cold sweat broke out with his fingers.

His eyes darkened a little.

"Ache, Ache?"

Zhou Ziche firmly pressed his lower abdomen with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other in an attempt to divert the pain, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

The eyelashes, already wet with physiological tears, were long and curly, fluttering like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Zhou seems to be injured indistinctly...do you want to take him to the hospital?"

"No...can't go to the hospital." Zhou Ziche instinctively spit out a few words, moved his hand with difficulty, and grabbed Jiang Gu's thumb.

No, the opening ceremony is about to begin, what if he goes to the hospital crew?

If it was caught by paparazzi, it would not be known what it would be like on the Internet. He didn't want so many things to happen before the filming started.

Lin Shiwei probably expected that he would not dare to stretch out, so he dared to beat him so cruelly.

Suddenly someone hugged his shoulders, and warm arms passed through his knees, hugging him horizontally.

His head leaned against the opponent's shoulder following inertia, and the familiar smell of tobacco suddenly rushed into his nose crazily. He instinctively took a few breaths greedily, and belatedly realized that it was Jiang Gu who really came.

The secretary watched Jiang Gu pick up the young man, and he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that President Jiang would bring people into the set in the next moment.

He heard that Lin Shiwei was also on the set, if this happens——

Fortunately, the dark and cold man only said a few words.

"Call the private doctor and ask him to rush to Hengshi Studios immediately, and we'll get back in the car."

The private doctor hired by Jiang's family always accompanied Mr. Jiang to various cities according to Mr. Jiang's itinerary.

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief and immediately called.

Zhou Ziche was dizzy all the way, and the pain eroded his rationality one after another, until he couldn't hold on at all, and unconsciously fell asleep.

All I knew was that Jiang Gu was hugged very firmly, and he kept it steady for the hundreds of meters to the parking lot, never shaking him.

"Mr. Jiang, there is still some distance to get to the parking lot. How about I carry Mr. Zhou on my back for a while?"

Jiang Guyou's jawline was tense, and he felt that Zhou Ziche was unconsciously clutching his collar tightly and curling up in his arms like an insecure little beast, and he vetoed it in a soft voice.

"No need, did you bring medicine to reduce heat in the car?"

"Bring it with you. Mr. Zhou doesn't know how long he has been lying in the sun. He should take some medicine to reduce the heat... I don't know who is so brave."

"When will the doctor arrive?"

"Twenty and ten minutes."

The person in his arms muttered, "It hurts..."

Jiang Gu frowned: "Tell him to hurry up, he must be there within 10 minutes."

When the private doctor received a call from the secretary, his vision went dark, and he begged the taxi driver to overtake the car several times, almost speeding, and paid an extra 100 yuan to get to Mr. Jiang on time.

As soon as he opened the car door, he saw a young man with a pale face lying on Jiang Gu's lap, with a towel covering his head.

Isn't this Mrs. Jiang... Didn't they leave?

The private doctor knew very well that he couldn't know too much about the secrets of wealthy families, and Mr. Jiang gave too much, so he only focused on doing his own job well.

"Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with Mr. Zhou?"

Jiang Gu gently held Zhou Ziche's hand covering his stomach, and lifted the hem of his T-shirt.

"It should be that the lower abdomen was beaten. I don't know if the internal organs were injured."

The doctor's eyelids twitched, and he immediately performed a simple examination.

"It's okay, okay, it's just a trauma...Mr. Zhou should have passed out from the pain. He is a little weak. It may be that he hasn't had a good rest in the past few days, and the weather is hot."

"This is an ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, as well as oral painkillers. If you have the medicine for reducing heat, Mr. Jiang, I won't prescribe it. After feeding him to drink, he should wake up in half an hour."

"Okay, it's work."

The secretary quickly handed over the thermos cup he was carrying.

Jiang Gu took a sip, the water temperature was just right.

Zhou Ziche vaguely felt a pair of wide and warm hands resting on the back of his head, his lips seemed to be tapped open, and two bitter balls were stuffed in.

Then a stream of warm water poured into his mouth.

"Hey, Ah Che, take the medicine."

Zhou Ziche choked. He drank the water, but the pill was still in his mouth. The bitter taste spread, causing him to frown.

Another sip of water came in, but this time, something cold was stuck on his lips, and he felt the two pills being pushed deep into his throat, and he swallowed them smoothly along with the warm water.

Jiang Gu raised his head, his thin lips were moistened with the moistness of the youth's lips, and there were traces of medicinal fragrance.

He handed the vacuum flask to the secretary who turned his head and said with a blank expression: "Soak the medicine."

"Then go and find out who is in the crew today."

Is this the reason why Mr. Zhou was injured?

The secretary responded immediately, but he was a little puzzled in his heart: Why did Mr. Jiang...start to care about these things all of a sudden?

Everyone went to Lin Shiwei's place, could it be that now that he was injured, he felt distressed?

Zhou Ziche opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Jiang Gu's bony hand covering his lower abdomen.

"I...how am I here?"

"woke up."

Jiang Gu's voice was a little lower than usual, Zhou Ziche was still not so clear-headed, and he couldn't notice the hostility in the other party's dark phoenix eyes that was too late to suppress.

"I came to Hengshi Studios today and saw that you were injured. I wanted to take you to the hospital, but you didn't want to, so I had to bring you here and invite a private doctor."

Zhou Ziche tried to support the chair cushion with his hands to sit up, but his hands softened a few degrees, and they just supported Jiang Gu's knee.

He hurriedly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Gu, and saw a narrow smile at the end of the other's raised eyes, and then he was hugged and sat up.

"Ache, who hurt you?"

Zhou Ziche was flustered for a moment, and someone gently kissed the center of his brow, and his chaotic heartbeat calmed down a little.

"Jiang Gu...I can't explain this to you right now. The film crew's opening ceremony is about to begin, so I have to go there immediately."

Jiang Gu took a look at his watch with one hand, and said in a gentle voice, but beyond doubt: "Ah Che is obedient, you just need to tell me who hurt you, there are 10 minutes before the departure ceremony, I will ask someone to drive you go in."

Zhou Ziche pursed his lips.

He couldn't say it was Lin Shiwei. If Jiang Gu knew that Lin Shiwei had abused him like this, how would Jiang Gu feel uncomfortable?

He can't ask Jiang Gu to blame himself.

"...It's Qigui."

"Let's return together?"

Jiang Gu looked down at Zhou Ziche's eyes inquiringly, and after a few moments, he let go and straightened his clothes.

She gently curled her lips and smiled, "Okay, I understand—drive the assistant's car over and send Ah Che to the site of the opening ceremony."

"Yes, President Jiang."

The secretary inadvertently raised his head and looked at Jiang Gu, only to see a pair of deep black pupils with sharp and cold lights, he quickly looked away, and hurriedly opened the car door to contact the assistant.