Chapter 2 Who is this?
"Tick, tick, tick......"
"Whew, whew, whew......"
The sound of liquid dripping down one by one, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing in the oxygen mask, Chen Ke slowly opened her eyes, and at this time, her hospital room was crowded with people. Some were wearing white coats, which were supposed to be doctors, while others were staring at her with interest, waiting for her to say or do.
"I ......" The rough voice almost made Chen Kewei not speak by himself.
Shook her head uncomfortably, and then saw the nurse enthusiastically help her take off the breathing mask, and instructed: "Your body is still very weak, you can only speak for a while, do you know the truth?" ”
Chen Ke nodded.
"Is this a hospital?" This was the first sentence Chen Ke asked.
The nurse nodded, "Yes, the sanitation workers saw you fainting by the window, so they called the 120 emergency number." In general, you are still relatively lucky, and the rescue is relatively timely. ”
"Well, it's gas poisoning, isn't it?" In fact, she already had the answer to this question in her heart, but no one helped her confirm it, so she still wanted to ask.
And this question suddenly exploded the entire quiet ward.
Those who didn't look like doctors, but were in the ward, picked up the cameras, cameras, and microphones they had at hand, and asked urgently, "Miss Yang, do you have any thoughts on this gas poisoning incident?" Also, what would you think if you knew all the things that happened during your coma? For example, xx, who has been keeping you, is under investigation for dereliction of duty, and may be related to your gas poisoning incident......"
A series of questions were thrown, Chen Ke couldn't react, and the capacity of the brain after being poisoned and awakened was relatively limited.
The nurse saw Chen Ke's uncomfortable expression, and immediately politely said to the media reporters: "Now Miss Yang has sobered up, but her mood is not very stable, so please go back first and come back in a few days." ”
yes, come back in a few days, and if you can, never.
She is just an ordinary person who can't be ordinary anymore, how can she be qualified to let the major media chase after the interview, they must have made a mistake.
"Miss Yang, I would like to ask, will the concert you originally scheduled to take place three days later on time?" While the nurses were busy asking the reporters to leave first, a small female reporter jumped out of the crowd and asked loudly.
Yes, three days later, it will be the live concert of the red and purple Yang Ying, and the tickets have been sold out, and now that I see her like this in the hospital, the concert will definitely be canceled, but how to explain it to the fans?
A key question, when did it arouse the interest of other reporters, they rushed up, pushed away the nurse, and gathered around the bedside, holding cameras and microphones, eagerly waiting for Chen Ke's answer.
Originally, Chen Ke's head was dizzy and painful because of the gas, and she was very uncomfortable, but now she was surrounded by so many people, and they all asked her a question in unison, she only felt that her head was going to explode.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Yang's physical condition is not very good now, you can't do this, it will only make the patient's recovery more difficult." The nurses, in line with their duties, drove people one by one behind, but after rushing this one, that one rushed up, and it was useless.
"It hurts, it hurts, my head hurts......"
"Miss Yang, could you please answer, what are you going to do with the concert in three days?"
"Miss Yang, will you cancel it now? But I've heard that your tickets have been sold out for almost ......"
"Miss Yang, if you cancel the concert, how do you explain it to your fans?"
"I don't know the way, I don't know the way, I don't know the way, I really don't know the way......"
Please, don't ask, my head hurts, and I don't know what you're asking...... No, no, no...... Why do you call me Miss Yang, why do you ask me what I don't know, why do you want to do it?
Suddenly realizing the crux of the problem, Chen Ke slowly calmed down, looked at a reporter on the left hand side with a headache, and asked hoarsely: "Your name is ...... Call me what? ”
"Miss Yang?! Aren't you the popular singer and movie star Yang Ying! The reporter also began to wonder, is this kind of question a bit meaningless?
Miss Yang? Yang Ying?
A popular pop star and movie star now?
Is she?
Isn't her surname Chen, her name is Chen Ke, when will she change her name? When did you become a movie star and singer?
"What's my name?" Chen Ke turned his head again, looked at Lu's right-hand side, and casually asked a reporter.
This one was also puzzled, glanced at the one just now, nodded, and said, "Yes, you are the popular singer and movie star Yang Ying, Miss Yang!" ”
"No, no, impossible, my surname is Chen, how can my surname be Yang ......" Chen Ke couldn't accept such a fact immediately.
No matter how much she wants to escape from the life that has been played, she will never forget her surname, forget her own origin, she is her father's child, her father's surname is Chen, she must also be surnamed Chen, and she will never change her surname easily.
"Let's go first, the patient's condition is really bad now, so don't bother her anymore." The nurse looked worriedly at the painful and shocked expression on Chen Ke's face, and intuitively felt that the patient behind her would be in a worse condition.
"Mirror, whoever has a mirror, I want a mirror!!" Chen Ke didn't hear the nurse's voice, grabbed the people around him indiscriminately, and shouted for a mirror.
Several female reporters looked at each other strangely, then took out a small makeup mirror from themselves and handed it to Chen Ke.
Chen Ke lifted it up and took it, was pricked by the needle, and in a fit of anger, he removed all the tubes on his body, grabbed the mirror, and looked.
Is this man with a small and delicate face that does not have a single coarse pore, with middle-parted hair, long and straight, black and dense, and big eyes? After living for more than 20 years and looking at the mirror for more than 20 years, is this really what he looks like?
No, no, it's not me, I'm not looking like this, I'm ......
"Ahh
With a scream, Chen Ke threw away the mirror in his hand with all his might, covering his head that hurt as if a needle was pricking, and before the second scream came out, the person rolled his eyes and fainted.