Chapter 17: Médecins Sans Frontières

Before she could figure it out, she was interrupted by Wen Jing's entrance.

"Doctor Tong?"

Tong Wenrou nodded slightly to say hello, "Can you help me turn on the TV?"

"Of course!" Wen Jing took the remote control.

"News channel. ”

Wen Jing, who was facing away from her, raised her eyebrows slightly, did as she was told, and then turned back and asked her with a smile, "I'll help you shake the bed?"

"Okay, thank you. ”

After finishing, Wen Jing returned to the sofa and continued to fiddle with something on the tablet, Tong watched the TV gently and quietly, and only the voice of the newsanner surrounded the room for a while.

Médecins Sans Frontières.

Tong gently stared at the frames on the TV in silence, and his heart gradually warmed up.

In this world, at this moment, some people are thinking that life is boring and wasting their time every day, while some people are struggling on the verge of death since birth, just wanting to live one more day.

There was an idea that also quietly planted a seed in Tong Wen's heart.

"Turn it off. She didn't speak for a long time, and her voice was hoarse when she spoke.

**

I have to say that Wen Jing is here, which really made her live a very peaceful life during the hospitalization, and she was safe with anyone.

It's just that these days of lying in bed have made her feel weak and weak all over her body.

Dizzy and had no energy to think, Tong Wenrou felt that if she continued like this, she would have to become a waste.

Fortunately, she recovered well, and after a week, she was able to get out of bed and walk by herself, let alone go to the toilet without anyone accompanying her to the toilet - Wen Jing had followed her into the toilet before.

It happened that Wen Jing went out to buy daily necessities, and Tong Wenrou had nothing to do, so she planned to go to the corridor for a walk, thinking that it would be good to meet her colleagues.

But I didn't expect this walk to come out of the truth that I could be exposed to the sun.

Someone followed by a large number of reporters and came to the hospital to confess their relatives in a grand manner.

The patients and their families walking in the corridor on the floor all stopped, and there was a sense that they wanted to watch the show.

The man's destination was very clear and he pushed open the door of the ward that belonged to Yin Ziqing, and reporters swarmed in with long guns and short cannons.

Tong Wenwen raised her eyebrows, and there was a retreat in her heart, so she walked over there unhurriedly.

Suddenly, there was a panicked scream from the hospital room.

Tong Wenrou finally arrived at the door of the ward, and the wounds that had healed just now were shattered again.

"What are you doing here, bastard, get out of here, let those reporters get out of here!" Yin Ziqing shouted, and the sound of glass breaking sounded, "Get out!"

The man also seemed to come with a belly full of anger, and in the face of her out-of-control swearing, he was even more unwilling to roar back.

"Yin Ziqing, can I ask you to have a face? You don't know who the child is in your belly? Do you think I won't be able to find you if you hide in the hospital? I crawled into my bed shamelessly, but now I will go to the hospital to hide if something happens? Is it so easy in the world?"

"You yourself will do whatever it takes for the sake of the end, and you want me to be ruined, Yin Ziqing, if there is no explanation for today's matter, I can't spare you!"

Tong Wenrou looked inside along the wide open door, the ground was in a mess, the people on the bed were completely out of their usual image, I don't know if they had been torn before, and the buttons on her clothes were opened several times.

Thinking of the gesture she made when they met a few days ago, compared to now, I don't know which one is real.

The reporter's camera "click" and "click" sounded non-stop, and photos that were undoubtedly devastating for the actress were stored in it.

Someone even took the microphone and asked: "May I ask Miss Yin, you have not been popular since your debut, are you writing and directing a play for self-hype?"

“…… Miss Yin, you have been filming while pregnant, is it also part of the self-hype?

"Miss Yin, may I ask if you claim to have been produced by Zhao in preparation for a new play?

"Miss Yin, let's talk about it!"

"Miss Yin, if this is not the case, then please clarify it!"

"Miss Yin......"

……

Tong listened softly and silently, the reporter's question made her feel an indescribable weirdness, but she had never experienced this kind of thing, and she couldn't figure out the reason for it for a while.

Yin Ziqing's face turned blue and purple for a while, and she angrily pointed at the Zhao producer in front of her, her lips trembled and she almost couldn't bite the words clearly, "Zhao Hong, you can't die well!"

"You should be the one who can't die well!" Zhao Hong, producer Zhao, stared at her viciously, "I want to dig a pit to make Lao Tzu capsize in the gutter, but there is no door! How many years has Lao Tzu been in the circle, do you dare to dig a pit for Lao Tzu? If you really knock me down so easily, I might as well die!"

Yin Ziqing's face was hideous, obviously she didn't understand his words, she raised her hand and pointed at herself, "I'll dig a pit for you?"

Zhao Hong sneered, "Don't think that if you don't admit me, you can believe you, ruin Lao Tzu's reputation, Lao Tzu will be able to let you get out of the entertainment industry tomorrow!"

"I'm crazy, I'm going to dig a pit for you?" Yin Ziqing still held on to this question.

Zhao Hongyin said ruthlessly: "I think you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and you are willing to admit it until you force Lao Tzu to throw evidence in your face in front of so many people?"

Although Yin Ziqing didn't know what he was talking about, no matter what, since this Zhao Hong dared to find it like this, it means that he must have something about her in his hand, if he takes it out in public, these reporters' pens don't know what it will look like, and she really won't want to be in this circle anymore.

After weighing all aspects, in desperation, the tense momentum in the room weakened, and Yin Ziqing finally relented.

"Brother Zhao," she said in a low voice, "All the mistakes are caused by my confusion, but this is a matter between the two of us, can you please ask the reporters to go out first?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hong unexpectedly agreed.

When the reporters really came out, Tong Wenrou suddenly understood where the weirdness came from.

She doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, but she has also seen this Zhao Hong on TV, a very powerful person, who dared to appear openly with a group of reporters today, she must have made all the preparations.

So if he can bring reporters, he can decide who to bring.

No wonder the questions of those people who opened their mouths were all one-sided, and they fell into the trap for Yin Ziqing.

After figuring out the joints, Tong Wenrou was not interested, turned around and walked back slowly.

I just got the evidence that the kid had nothing to do with He Yunlang a few days ago, and it was corroborated today, and the two things were one after the other, as if they were in a hurry to fulfill the lie.

What the two talked about in the ward is not known for the time being, but the follow-up reports all chose to be placed the next day, and the reporter met to criticize Yin Ziqing.

She has never received such attention since she entered this circle, and now she finally got her wish, but she also fell into the abyss because of it, and there will be no day to turn over.

Tong Wenrou only took a cursory look and closed the news page.

After another two days, Tong Wenrou began to prepare to be discharged from the hospital, and He Yunlang appeared in her hospital room again for no reason.

This is the second time the two have met since he left inexplicably on the day of the fight.