PDLP Chapter 249
Chapter 249
The doctor in the first aid suit got out of the car, helped lift one person up, and shouted, "Did you call the patient's family?"
Ji Mingyou squeezed into the crowd, never in such a state of embarrassment, panting heavily, his eyes moved to the stretcher, his expression changed: "It's me, how is Lin Weiwei?"
He went up but was stopped, and the doctor checked the injury first.
"It's the girl who was turning on the bike. I have already slowed down. I have warned her several times, but she has not slowed down." The owner of the car also had a mournful face, and explained helplessly, "I also hurriedly braked, but I still hit it. "
"I can't tell who bumped into whom. I thought it was someone who hit porcelain."
Ji Mingyou's face turned black, and after a general understanding, he glanced at the blood drops on the ground, and his worries flooded in like a tide.
The doctor put away the instrument, his eyes flashed with surprise, he moved quickly, and asked anxiously: "Family, come quickly, are you planning to go to the hospital now? The situation is not bad..."
"Of course we're going. We must ensure that Lin Weiwei is safe and sound, and have a full-body examination." Ji Mingyou got into the car, not caring about handling the accident, worried that the equipment in the nearby hospital would not be able to keep up.
The car started, and he looked down at Lin Weiwei's miserable face, clenched his hands tightly, his fingertips turned white.
"I've watched your show "Sweetheart Happy". I didn't expect to meet you." The nurse looked at it from the side, looking at the handsome face beside her, with pink bubbles.
Ji Mingyou was angry and worried about Lin Weiwei's injury.
"Why are you still in a coma? There is no obvious wound on the head." Ji Mingyou checked gently, and found the wound, only a scratch on the forehead, he couldn't help asking doubtfully.
Suddenly, Lin Weiwei sat up violently, covered his head, and said in pain: "It hurts so much, why did I hit it, it's so uncomfortable."
She only remembered lying on the ground and then lost consciousness. Where is this?
"Where?" She looked around and looked at the person in front of her in surprise.
"How do you feel? Where is it uncomfortable?" Ji Mingyou grabbed her hands, stared at her eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was fine.
"No, just a little weak and a headache."
Lin Weiwei shook his head, his hands were wrapped in warm palms, he suddenly remembered the show, and hurriedly got off the stretcher: "The show is about to start, why are you here?"
"Lie down and see what the doctor says." Ji Mingyou pressed her on the stretcher worriedly, looking over with his eyes, obviously not clear about Lin Weiwei's situation.
The nurse pulled out the salt water, smiled, and said calmly: "I thought you knew, Lin Weiwei is fine, the main thing is hypoglycemia, it's nothing serious, you asked for a full body checkup."
"I don't want to do a full-body examination." Lin Weiwei sat up dishonestly and protested loudly in his ear.
Usually Ji Mingyou is very shrewd, like a fox with a big tail, how could he do such a stupid thing?
Ji Mingyou's face was a little embarrassed, he coughed lightly, and said in embarrassment: "I made a mistake, can you send us back?"
Under the nurse's silence, he made a condition: "You can take a group photo."
"make a deal!"
The store was already in chaos, the director called with a sad face, contacted the TV station, and adjusted the plan.
"Why don't you let one person take over first, the time is too short."
Liu Lu pricked up her ears, lingering in front of the director, and smiled when she heard the plan during the call.
In this case, it is none other than myself, and it is not impossible to squeeze Lin Weiwei out.
"Then you, just cook the delicious food and delay the time." The director casually pointed at the headache, even if there was an accident on the show, he would still be able to shake off the blame.
As soon as these words came out, the staff gathered up and arranged Liu Lu's appearance, allowing her to experience the feeling of being admired by all the stars.
She was wearing a long white dress, walked in front of the console, and said loudly, "Hi everyone, I'm Liu Lu. Because Lin Weiwei and Lin Weiwei have something to do, I will take the place. Please understand."
As soon as the words fell, the handyman guarding the door ran over: "Director, they rushed back, but Lin Weiwei's face was not very good after the car accident."
"What?" The director turned around in astonishment, and asked in disbelief, "I rushed here even after a car accident, so hard work?"
Liu Lu's face turned pale, like a piece of white paper that had just dried, and she looked at it in horror.
The barrage took over: "Isn't it rumored that the relationship between the two is very rigid?"
"Is Lin Weiwei coming to record the show after a car accident? This is too dedicated."
"Don't look at this woman, why do you just find someone to perfuse us? Come on, can't we ask the original team?"
"Director, I'm really sorry. There was a small car accident when I arrived. Is it too late?" Lin Weiwei pushed the door open, and saw someone on the stage backing away again, with slightly pale lips, worried that the staff would cause trouble .
She was sent to the store, and after running for a few steps, her eyes were already dark.
Ji Mingyou supported her petite body, with helplessness on his handsome face, he said in a deep voice, "She insisted on finishing the recording."
"Okay, change!" The director stuttered in shock, clapped his palms, and pushed the two of them up.
The words of several people were recorded, and all kinds of emotions were displayed on the big screen, and they were all worried about Lin Weiwei's safety.
Lin Weiwei smiled in relief, the wound on his forehead hadn't been healed yet, explained the situation, and urged: "I really want to eat the dessert you made, let's have a mango mille-feuille first."
"Okay." Ji Mingyou handed over the alcohol, smiled indulgently, and the show successfully got back on track.
The director laughed until his wrinkles appeared, and snapped his fingers: "It's not a loss at all, the car accident can make the show popular again."
Everyone in the audience laughed and admired Lin Weiwei on the stage from the bottom of their hearts.
Liu Lu hid aside, looked viciously at Lin Weiwei, who was constantly laughing, and whispered through gritted teeth, "How could this be? It was just a little bit close. I'm like a clown when I come on stage."
The opportunity she exhausted was snatched back.
"It's useless at all, and it made Lin Weiwei angry again. How can there be a car accident that only scratches the skin?" Zhang Yumeng's white legs were superimposed, and her eyes were fierce. She stopped watching the live broadcast and looked at the sudden heat. Search, jealous heart burst into flames.
She opened the homepage and was about to question her, but all of them accused herself of spreading rumors, and even her account was reported.
Zhang Yumeng turned off the live broadcast irritably, envious of Lin Weiwei's popularity, she crossed her arms and said, "Why do you take over all the good things? Isn't it because of Xiang Nan's show that he became famous?"
She had an idea and rushed to Xu Xiangnan's office.
"Xiang Nan, you must be exhausted today." Zhang Yumeng walked over slowly with the bento she bought, with an impeccable smile on her face, and glared at the secretary next to her.
The secretary quickly lowered his head, hugged the document and said, "Mr. Xu, did I go out first?"
Xu Xiangnan nodded, took her hand softly and said, "Why didn't you say anything? You came here in such a hurry and brought me a lunch box. It's too hard for you."
"I made it with my own hands. You can taste it." Zhang Yumeng shook her head shyly, glanced at his computer interface, and a glint flashed in her eyes.