Song only had to admire the professional ability of the paparazzi, and in this video, there was no clue that they were able to find the hospital.

Anne was also dumbfounded, looking at the paparazzi downstairs densely packed like a large group of ants moving, and suddenly turned her head: "Only, what should I do now?" ”

"What else can I do? Run! ”

Song only hurriedly got out of the hospital bed, put on the bloodstained clothes when he entered the hospital, and put on his shoes indiscriminately.

But as soon as she walked to the door of the ward, she saw a group of people in the corridors of the hospital.

This is terrible.

Song Zhi's heart tightened for no reason.

Just a few minutes ago, she felt pity for Xia Menglan's condition in her heart, and now she ......

As the old saying goes, there is something to hate in the poor.

She actually used such a despicable hand to win the sympathy of the public, and now, public opinion has shown a one-sided trend, once again pushing her such a little transparent to the forefront.

"Now...... It's dead. Anne opened a crack in the ward door and looked out: "Only, what are we going to do?" ”

Song only thought about it, and it was also a question mark in his head.

I want to run now...... I'm afraid it's impossible.

What to do? What to do?

Song only wanted to break his head...... Wrong...... Her head was already broken.

Anne frowned, seeing that the paparazzi in the corridor had already walked towards them, and couldn't help but snort: "The management of this hospital is really loose, so they shouldn't be allowed to get involved." ”

Song only knocked her on the head: "They lied casually, saying that they came to see a doctor or a patient, and the hospital couldn't stop them." ”

"Then we ......"

"Don't ...... dye"

Song only squinted, and a ghost idea instantly appeared in his head: "Take off your clothes." ”

"What?" Anne didn't understand, and frowned at her.

"Hurry."

Song only spoke, and began to take off his hospital gown.

After a while, the two of them changed their clothes, and Song only removed the gauze from his head and wrapped it around Anne's head.

Anne then understood what she was doing: "I say, my dear girlfriend, are you planning to sacrifice me for your own fulfillment?" ”

Song was noncommittal: "Do you think there is any other way?" ”

"No ......"

Anne was helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

Song only put on Anne's hat and sunglasses, and then, she pushed open the door of the hospital room and walked out quickly.

She lowered her hat, and looked at the paparazzi passing by, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that there was only one room left, the paparazzi gathered outside the door, and when Anne opened the door, everyone rushed in.

Anne was stuck in the hospital room, unable to escape, microphones, video cameras, digital cameras, like long guns and short cannons on the battlefield, fired at Anne in unison.

"Miss Song, please respond to the content of this video."

"Xia Menglan said that you are a junior, how do you respond to this?"

"Xia Menglan has cancer, is this thing true?"

"She pleaded with you, but you were indifferent, Miss Song, are you cold-blooded? Or do you not care about Xia Menglan's life or death at all? ”

These tricky questions, if they were asked to Song Zhi, Annick would have imagined that she would definitely be at a loss and at a loss.

Anne didn't speak, and the paparazzi's questions were even more excessive, and they didn't go offline.

She couldn't bear it anymore, took off her gauze and sunglasses, and raised her eyebrows to look at the paparazzi: "I'm not Song." ”

The paparazzi were stunned and stunned for a long time before they reacted.

Some hurriedly called their colleagues to inform them: "Quick, stop the girl who just went downstairs, she is Song Zhiyi." ”

Anne was free, leaning against the window and looking downstairs.

Seeing that Song only got into the taxi, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Only, I can only help you get here, you can ask for more blessings." ”

The taxi stopped outside the fresh and elegant house.

Because it is a high-end community, those paparazzi have no way to get in without an access card, and finally wait for a car, and the paparazzi want to follow in.

Song only pressed his hat low, but he was still recognized.

She hurriedly urged the driver: "Turn around, master quickly turn around." ”

The driver was stunned for two seconds, and then turned the front of the car.

I can't go back home, and Song only doesn't know where else he can go.

After thinking about it for a long time, she said to the driver: "Go to the Shen Group." ”

As a landmark building in the city, no one knows about the Shen Group, and after a while, the taxi stopped outside the Shen Group building.

Song only looked through the car window and was surprised to find that Shen Lang's experience may not be much better.

As the president of Shen Group, one of the top ten outstanding businessmen in the country, and one of the five outstanding young people, Shen Lang's private life can not help but be the target of gossip entertainment paparazzi, and it is also the object of TV station reporting.

Even if all the paparazzi outside the hospital and Fresh Yaju are combined, they are not as many as the people piled up outside the Shen Group.

Song only took out his mobile phone and made a call to Shen Lang.

After a few minutes, Shen Lang still didn't answer the phone.

Song was helpless, as an injured patient, she felt that she was like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat her.

If she knew that Xia Menglan would come to such a move, when she knelt down for herself at that time, Song Zhi should have beaten her to death with a hammer, and the tears of remorse were really her grandmother's bitterness.

She sat in the car, her eyes glazed and she looked half-dead.

After a while, Shen Lang's phone call came back: "Baby, what's wrong?" ”

What's wrong?

Song was only stunned for a moment.

If it weren't for him, how could he have become this virtue?

She was furious, and she roared angrily: "Shen Lang, you big bastard, it's all because of you that I'm so embarrassed......"

Shen Lang was confused when he was scolded, but he didn't refute it, but obediently admitted his mistake: "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, I'm wrong." ”

It wasn't until Song only calmed down that he asked, "Can you tell me now what happened?" ”

Song only heard the words and was silent for a moment: "You...... Didn't you watch the hot search? ”

Shen Lang said: "I'm busy with work today, I don't have time to watch, what's wrong?" ”

Song only gritted his teeth and said, "Now, immediately, immediately show me." ”

Shen Lang was operating on the computer, and the content and videos on the hot search made his face more and more ugly: "Where are you?" ”

Even if you don't have to think about it, Shen Lang can understand the crisis of Song only at this moment.

The hospital, I'm afraid it has long been blocked by the paparazzi.

Song only looked like a deflated ball, and sighed: "I'm downstairs in your company, and there are reporters and paparazzi outside, and I can't get out of the car." ”

"You're wounded, and you're still running away."

Shen Lang didn't care about reporters and paparazzi at all, he was more concerned about Song Zhizhi's physical condition: "Wait for me." ”

He only said two words, and then hung up.

In less than three minutes, Song only saw the reporters and paparazzi outside the Shen Group building, and then she watched a man in a black suit and a long black trench coat walk out of the Shen Group building quickly.

Shen Lang's outfit is really eye-catching.

Song only saw that he couldn't take his eyes off.

Who said that the word beauty is used to describe women, this goods will go there for a stop, and the words "beautiful and delicious" can definitely afford it.

Shen Lang saw the pitiful little man in the taxi, and he ran over quickly.

He paid the fare and took Song out of the car only in the nymphomaniac: "Why do you wear such clothes on such a cold day?" ”

Shen Lang hurriedly took off his windbreaker and wrapped Song Zhi tightly.

Song only sighed, and a white mist formed in front of her eyes.

She had been in the taxi just now, and she didn't feel cold, but now, when she got out of the car, she felt a gust of cold wind pour in along her neckline.

Shen Lang took her hand, feeling like he was holding a piece of ice.

Walking into the Shen Group building, he took a hot breath at Song's hand, rubbed her hand, and then stuffed it into his blazer, clinging to his chest.

A burst of warmth flowed into Song Zhizhi's heart.

It was such a momentary effort, and the blame in the depths of his eyes disappeared.

Shen Lang raised his eyes and stared at her gently: "Is it still cold?" ”

Song only blushed slightly and shook his head slightly.

Only then did Shen Lang notice that the gauze wrapped around her head was gone, only a small piece of blood-stained gauze was attached to her head: "Are you deliberately trying to make me feel distressed?" ”

Song only noticed Shen Lang staring at her wound, she subconsciously raised her hand and touched it: "It's nothing anymore, it doesn't hurt." ”

Between Shen Lang's stiff eyebrows, there was a trace of pain.

He hurriedly took Song's hand and walked into the elevator.

When he arrived at Shen Lang's office, he took out the medicine box and untied the gauze on Song Zhi's forehead, although the wound was not large, it still made Shen Lang feel shocked.

His heart felt like something had been pulled, and it ached.

He re-medicated Song, redressed the wound, and then poured a cup of hot hands and put it in her hand.

Song's hands were warm, but his heart was even warmer.

Shen Lang looked at his watch and touched Song Zhi's face: "Hungry, right?" ”

Song only looked at Shen Lang in surprise, she had indeed not eaten anything since the morning, and at this time, her stomach had already protested with her.

She pursed her lips and nodded with a blushing face.

Shen Lang smiled and made a call to his assistant.

Waiting for the takeaway, Song only leaned on the sofa and was already asleep, Shen Lang couldn't bear to disturb and put down the work at hand.

Knock knock knock......

The assistant's knock on the door woke up Song Zhizhi and annoyed the big boss.

I didn't even knock on the keyboard, for fear that it would disturb his heart, but I didn't expect his assistant to dare to knock on the door.

Seeing the eyes of the big boss who wanted to eat people, the assistant lady quickly put down the takeaway and ran out of his office like the wind.

"Woke you up?" Shen Lang walked to the sofa, pulled up her scattered hair, and gently kissed her: "I'll fire her now......"

"Shen Lang." Song only hurriedly opened his mouth to stop: "Don't go too far, she didn't wake me up, I woke up by myself." ”

Hearing what his heart said, Shen Lang was slightly relieved: "Then keep her for the time being."