Yao Xifeng slowly raised his head, saw Song Ran with a frightened look, and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

If Yao Xifeng knew that when the people under him saw his face, they were not distressed, not worried about his injury, but relieved, but glad that the person who rushed over was not Gu Jingxing.

So how would he feel?

Then he will probably die of fire.

The staff on the side reacted at this time, and immediately a group of people surrounded them, what a joke, the investor and the 'actor' were injured, and this is okay.

There was a period of chaos, the director assigned someone to set up Yao Xifeng, and another group of people went to help Song Ran, everyone was concerned, Song Ran said with palpitations: "I'm okay, let's send Yao Xifeng to the hospital first, go and check it out." ”

Yao Xifeng's face was pale, his smile was weak, and he smiled reluctantly: "You still care about me." ”

After speaking, his eyes were dark, and he fell into a coma, and the scene became even more chaotic for a while.

Feng Bao'er, who was on the second floor, saw everything clearly, and clearly saw that the girl named Xiaoju quietly walked to the long-arm iron frame in the chaos, and secretly installed something.

Feng Bao'er bowed her head, the matter was already clear at a glance, obviously this Xiaoju had a grudge against the training during the day, but she didn't hate the assistant director who trained her, but in turn harmed Song Ran, who spoke for her.

This...... Why?

How can a man be so gracious and take revenge?

Feng Bao'er hurriedly went downstairs, but saw Song Ran who turned back from the gate of the courtyard, and she hurriedly greeted her: "Aren't you going to the hospital with Yao Xifeng?"

Song Ran's expression was cold and hard: "There are doctors and nurses, and there are so many staff, I went, but it was just to add chaos." ”

Feng Bao'er said: "But he probably wants you to accompany you alone, and everyone else is superfluous." ”

Song Ran looked around: "I have more important things to do." ”

Feng Bao'er clasped her hands around her chest: "Oh, what's the matter?"

Song Ran's chin was raised slightly, and his voice was cold: "I want to see if this incident is accidental or man-made." ”

Feng Bao'er showed an approving look in her eyes, and said, "You come with me, I have something to show you." ”

Feng Bao'er took Song Ran to the long arm of the iron frame that fell in the courtyard, and pointed to the knuckles: "Look at ......"

Song Ran lifted his robe, half-squatted down, and carefully examined it, which was obviously artificially loosened with tools, and there were traces of pliers breaking open and reclosing.

It's not an accident, it's man-made.

So, who is it?

Song Ran's first thought was naturally Wen Huihui, after all, there were too many new and old grudges between them to count.

But soon, she denied her thoughts, Wen Huihui is very cunning, she is more cunning than Shen Mengfang, Su Minna, and Wen Jing.

Easily, she won't let herself be caught, she will only fan the flames and use everyone who can be used.

So, at this time, who can be used by her?

The answer is self-explanatory.

Song Ran turned his head to look at Feng Bao'er and asked, "I think it was the one named Xiaoju who did it." ”

Feng Bao'er couldn't help but smile, Song Ran was really smart, and she guessed it.

She reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "So, some people have no conscience, if you speak for her, she will harm you instead, you don't have to be polite this time." ”

Song Ran beckoned to the army: "Brother Jun, help me go and call the director back." ”