After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

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The camera turned, and the barrage exploded completely.

Jian Cong's palms were stabbed with blood in front of everyone, and the girls who were standing closest to him turned their heads and saw the knife in Ke Yiran's hand, and immediately started screaming.

These screams were like bombs dropped on the ground, spreading quickly among the crowd like an infectious disease.

Jian Cong could feel blood pouring out from his lower back, and then his legs went limp, and his body was soon out of his control.

Before Jian Cong fell, he faintly heard Yu Changmu calling his name amidst the screams, and the whine of a police car was heard in the distance, but the sky was spinning, and all the sounds disappeared the moment he hit the ground on his knees.

The last scene that Jian Cong's dazed eyes saw was Ke Yiran's sly smile, even though the policeman in uniform rushed down from the police car almost immediately, kicked his back knee, and pinned him tightly to the ground with handcuffs.

Ke Yiran was still smiling.

The exquisite face of his former teammate is now emaciated and ugly, with high and prominent cheekbones, deeply sunken eye sockets, heavy bags and dark circles under the eyes, as if the last thought of living in this world is to give him a knife.

But Jian Cong thought again.

If he were Ke Yiran, once he was harmed to this extent, he would definitely want to give that person a knife.

Even Yu Changmu must be going crazy.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and Jian Cong lay on the ground and couldn't even feel the hardness and coldness of the bluestone slab. He just held his last breath and wanted to take another look at Yu Changmu, telling others that he shouldn't die if he was stabbed.

But it was completely messed up at that time, Yu Changmu quickly lifted him up from the ground, opening and closing his thin lips, and kept saying something, but Jian Cong couldn't hear a word, and his ears seemed to be stuffed.

His lips that thought he was making a sound and wriggling fell into Yu Changmu's eyes, but they only trembled a few times almost imperceptibly.

Later, Jian Cong remembered that he was half asleep and half awake for a long time.

During this period of time, he sometimes saw Jian Weimin's face, sometimes Yu Changmu's face, and sometimes He Yunyi, and heard the sound of medical instruments beeping in his ears.

Jian Cong boldly guessed that he probably wasn't dead yet, but he wouldn't die with a single blow. Jian Weimin would definitely let the doctor do his best to rescue him.

For example, if you save your life, you can get a flat; if you don’t leave any scars after surgery, you can get a room in the city center; if you don’t leave any scars, you can fully recover without any sequelae, and you can upgrade the doctor directly to the Jane’s VIP to enjoy everything. top treatment...

Jian Weimin is good at this kind of absurdity.

And Yu Changmu.

Jian Cong couldn't think of what Yu Changmu would reward other doctors, but in short, he knew that he would never die easily because of Ke Yiran's knife that was so skinny.

He also had a dream, dreaming that Yu Changmu was guarding him day and night, shedding tears in front of Jian Weimin and countless media, his heartfelt feeling was like a concubine who was about to be buried with the emperor when the emperor passed away in ancient times .

But God is really unfair, Yu Changmu is more handsome than ordinary people even when he cries.

So the scene at that time greatly satisfied Jian Cong's inexplicable vanity, making him want to jump out of bed on the spot and post on Weibo to announce to the world: His man is the most handsome, bar none.

And it is no exaggeration to say that Jian Cong felt that he was awakened by the pain.

The scene is the same as in all film and television dramas. The patient always wakes up suddenly in the middle of the night, the room is deserted, and there must be a person next to the bed who stays all night and finally falls asleep accidentally.

Just wait for the patient to move, and they wake up immediately.

Yu Changmu suddenly raised his head and looked over, his face was haggard and haggard, with unshaven beard and messy hair, not at all as handsome as crying in his dream.

The first sentence Jian Cong opened his eyes to look at him was to ask Yu Changmu why he was so ugly: "Did I sleep for a week, my beard grows like this and I don't shave..."

But his voice was not as loud as he had imagined, but was mixed with exhausted hoarseness.

Yu Changmu originally thought that Jian Cong woke up and he was dreaming again, but when he woke up, he heard Jian Cong's unspoken words, and as soon as he covered his forehead, he was laughed angrily, and the complicated emotions in his heart disappeared instantly.

Jian Cong lay motionless on the bed, his waist hurting suddenly, seeing Yu Changmu laughing in the gray-blue ward, he was inexplicable: "... You are beautiful even if you say you are ugly, don't just lose your mind Yes, Ke Yiran also took a picture of your head?"

When the lover wakes up, it should have been a warm and touching moment.

Jian Cong in his dream would not be so unlucky, so what is unfolding in front of him must be real.

Yu Changmu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth for a long time before he suppressed the smile in his eyes, reached out and wiped his face, pressed the call bell on Jian Cong's bedside and said, "You slept for 29 hours."

Jian Cong: "?"

Jian Cong found it incredible that he only slept for one day and didn't even arrive the next day!

As soon as the night shift nurses outside heard the bell, they ran over from the nurse's station in a hurry, but what they heard when they opened the door of the ward was their VVVIP asking Yu Changmu why.

"Why, I was stabbed, how could I wake up after only sleeping for a day?" Jian Cong was unwilling to accept the reality.

Yu Changmu showed him the time on the phone screen: "I only slept for a day or two."

Jian Cong: "Then did you cry in front of the media?"

Yu Changmu was laughed out of anger again, and took the time to fold his arms: "It's not that I'm going to die, it's not serious, and crying is a bit too much."

Jian Cong: "?"

Jian Cong: "What do you mean it's not serious? You look down on Ke Yiran?"

Then Jian Cong saw the nurse coming in at the door. He was so active that he didn't look like a patient. As soon as he met the nurse, he immediately asked further: "Did my dad say he would give you a house?"

The nurse on the night shift was already a little tired and not sober: "...what house?"

Jian Cong did not give up and asked again: "My dad, Jian Weimin, did he say he would give a house to the doctors or nurses in your hospital?"

The nurse was stunned, as if she felt that her common sense and knowledge had been greatly challenged in her life, she turned to look at Yu Changmu: "...has he been talking nonsense since he just woke up? I can’t move my mind, should I ask the psychiatrist to come over and check?”

Yu Changmu leaned on the back of the chair and asked Jian Cong, "Does your lower back hurt?"

"Of course it hurts." Jian Cong's face became even weirder, he didn't understand why Yu Changmu asked such an obvious question, maybe he was really smart.

But Jian Cong had just finished talking about the pain, and the pain seemed to have found the right direction, all the way from the most superficial skin to the bone, and then spread to the internal organs.

Jian Cong felt that he was going to die again, and he would definitely die if he was stabbed.

With the assistance of Yu Changmu, the nurse lifted Jian Cong's top of his hospital gown, and quickly changed his dressing: "Without anesthesia, it must be painful. Now that you've woken up again, let's see if the painkillers are effective. If If it doesn't work, it will probably hurt for a while, and it may be difficult to fall asleep in the middle of the night, so you two can chat."

Jian Cong's tongue trembled for a long time before he uttered a sentence: "Or give me some sleeping pills, I won't cry when I was stabbed, Yu Changmu, I don't want to chat with him..."

In fact, long before Jian Cong was sent to the hospital, the nurse knew from the live broadcast that Jian Cong had been stabbed.

At that time, when they learned that this well-deserved top performer in domestic entertainment would eventually be sent to their hospital for treatment, the doctors and nurses were very excited for a while, because most of them were fans of Jian Cong. There are not a few of them.

Before Jian Cong opened his eyes, Yu Changmu was indeed like all beautiful lovers. He brought his change of clothes over immediately, no matter how small the matter was, he was so nervous that Jian Cong couldn't leave the bed.

Everyone believed that when Jian Cong opened his eyes, the young couple would definitely have to stage an annual warm drama. Who would have thought that this would be the case.

The nurse smiled and said to him: "Ms. Yu was crying. When you were just taken to the hospital on a stretcher, Mr. Yu was crying all the way beside you. The gossip reporters have photographed it, and you can find it on Weibo. You wait Now you can turn on your phone and have a look.”

Jian Cong seemed to be delirious with pain, and his focus was very clear: "Why do you call him a teacher?"

He thought about what cats and dogs are really these days, as long as they show up on the camera a few times, they can be called "teacher".

The nurse helped him clean up the wound, put the quilt back on and said with a smile: "Because Mr. Yu has won the Best Actor, we all call him Teacher."

"Oh, he also took the actor." Jian Cong remembered now, and then asked, "Then what do you call me?"

Nurse: "Jian Bao, it's not called that all over the Internet."

Jian Cong frowned because of the pain, and frowned even tighter. He pursed his mouth and said seriously, "That won't work, he is a teacher, and I want to be a teacher too."

"Teacher" sounds more handsome than any other "treasure".

The nurse laughed again, thinking that Jian Cong's character is like a living treasure, what is it if it's not a treasure?

"Then I'll tell them tomorrow. We'll call you teacher when you're back on the floor alive and kicking."

Jian Cong didn't think deeply about who this "they" refers to, and he didn't realize that he was being used by the nurse to coax the children, so he stretched out his little finger and put it in front of her and said, "Then pull the hook, or you will be there." What do you do when your words don’t count.”

The nurse really felt that her cheeks were about to hurt from laughing, so she followed Jian Cong and posted a Weibo as soon as she checked with Jian Cong.

[@见宝护防团队tells you the time: Don’t worry, everyone, Jian Bao is already awake, there’s nothing wrong with it, and because I’m not happy, I call Yugou “teacher”, and I’m going to tick me off and agree to wait until he can get out of bed Also call him "teacher", our baby is really cute woooooooo]

According to common sense, Jian Cong and Yu Changmu, who were left alone in the ward at this time, should have a lot to say, but Jian Cong has been enduring the pain and holding his arms on the bed, relatively silent with the person beside the bed.

When about 5 minutes passed, he was extremely dissatisfied with picking up his phone to check the time: "It's been 5 minutes since I woke up, why hasn't Jian Weimin come?"

Not only Jian Weimin, but also grandfather, cousin, Jian Wei, Zhang Sinan, manager, and Ringer should all come, like weeping with joy!

But there was still only Yu Changmu standing in front of him, and he told him with a smile: "No one will come in another 5 minutes. Didn't everyone tell you that it's not serious, and no one cares about you except me."

Jian Cong: "?" I don't believe it.

"If you don't believe me, call your dad." Yu Changmu dialed the speakerphone and handed the phone to him.

Jian Cong listened to the beep coming from the microphone: "The nurse said you were crying just now."

Yu Changmu: "I'm the one crying."

Jian Cong still didn't believe it, until he finally heard Jian Weimin's half-dream voice from the phone: "I'm sleeping, I have something to say tomorrow."

Then the phone hung up.

Jian Cong: "?"

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