The balanced steel wire slowed down the little guy's falling speed, from the place where he stood to the place where the little guy fell, it was about ten meters, and those ten meters were the fastest run in Leng Zimo's life.

Fortunately, he arrived!

Seeing the figure of the little guy rushing over, he stretched out his right arm to catch him without thinking, and hugged the little guy into his arms.

Under the impact of inertia falling from the sky, Leng Zimo's whole person was directly hit by the little guy and fell to the ground, feeling the stinging pain in his right arm, he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to relax a little.

There was only one thought in his heart - this kid must not have an accident!

"Mr. Leng!"

"Silently!"

……

All the people around them came running over and gathered around the two of them with concern.

"Silent?!" Leng Zimo's left arm hurt so much that he couldn't help himself, but his eyes were just staring at the face of the little guy in his arms, "How are you?!" ”

The little guy lifted his face from his arms, his face was a little pale, but his tone was calm.

"Uncle Zimo, I'm fine."

Leng Zimo looked at the little guy's face, and then his heart fell back to its original place, "That's good." ”

“MOMO！” John carefully picked up the little guy from Leng Zimo's arms, "Are you hurt?!" ”

Luo Jun shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Leng, are you okay?!" The action director on the side stretched out his hand to help Leng Zimo.

Leng Zimo raised a hand, "Check it for him first." ”

The action director was born in martial arts, and he also studied the direction of bone massage, so he asked the action director to help silently check first.

Not daring to slack off, the action director asked silently carefully, and asked John to put him down and walk a few steps.

Li Xian and the others stepped forward and wanted to help Leng Zimo get up, the stylist had just touched his right arm, and he was already gasping in pain, "Biedong, my arm seems to be injured." ”

"It's okay to be silent." The martial arts instructor turned around again, carefully checked Leng Zimo's arm, and immediately frowned, "Hurry up and prepare the car, Mr. Leng has a fracture!" ”

Several people carefully helped him up, Leng Zimo frowned and endured the pain, and did not forget to advise, "Take Momo to the hospital for examination." ”

The car drove over quickly, Wu Zhi and the assistant director helped Leng Zimo to sit in the back seat, John hugged and sat silently in the co-pilot, Xiao Ding immediately started the car and drove the car in the direction of the hospital.

“SHIT！”

In the woods not far from the set, Xu Fei lowered the telescope in his hand.

There was a problem with Luo Jun's protective gear, of course, it was her masterpiece, she deliberately rushed over, just to see her results, what do you want to see, Luo Jun doesn't seem to have anything to do, but Leng Zimo was injured, she was naturally disappointed.

Worried about Leng Zimo, Xu Fei quickly walked to his car, opened the door, and immediately drove the car out of the scenic area, following Leng Zimo from a distance.

Inside the car.

Luo Jun was held in John's arms, his eyes were just fixed on Leng Zimo, and a pair of big black and white eyes were full of concern, "Uncle Zimo, it hurts, right?!" ”

Frowning and raising his face, looking at the little guy's frowning little eyebrows, Leng Zimo let go of his eyebrows and smiled at him comfortingly.

"IT DOESN'T HURT AT ALL, YOU FORGOT, UNCLE IS SUPERMAN." Raising his uninjured left hand, he gently touched the little guy's face, "Just now, did it scare you?!" ”

He was more worried about this little guy than his own injury.