"Is Miss Liu uncomfortable?" Seeing that Liu Yanyan's mood was not high that day, she asked with concern.

"Oh, no. Maybe I just finished filming, I haven't played yet, I'm always inexplicably sad. Sorry to make you laugh. Liu Yanyan saw that she was rude and hurriedly responded.

"It seems that Miss Liu is a very dedicated person. Now many actors can't get into the play, let alone put forward the play. If you can't get out of the play, it means that you are too deep in the play, you might as well go out more during this time to relax your mood, maybe it will be better. ”

"Thank you, maybe I'm too tired, just rest for two days, I want to sleep for a while." Liu Yanyan leaned against the car window with her head in her hand and stopped talking.

Seeing that she was very tired that day, she whispered: "Then you can sleep for a while, it will take a little time to get to the city, and I will call you when it comes." ”

Liu Yanyan squeezed her smile, said a soft "um" to the day, and closed her eyes.

Meng Xiang kept overtaking in a hurry, trying to catch up, but after driving a few kilometers, there was a three-way intersection, and the road where he was located was divided into two lines, one leading to the Dongcheng District of the urban area, and the other leading to the Xicheng District of the urban area, and the distance from the two lines to the company was about the same.

Meng Xiang slowed down, took out his mobile phone, took out the note given to him that day, and asked Zeng Kefan to help him unplug the phone.

At this time, other vehicles of the crew also rushed over from behind, some drove to the east line, and some drove to the west line.

"Director, no one answers." Zeng Kefan replied to Meng Xiang after pulling it twice.

Meng Xiang took the mobile phone, and while driving, he turned out Dong Xuanfeng's mobile phone number and dialed it, and as soon as the phone was called, Meng Xiang asked: "Which line did they take that day?" Eastern or Western Front? ”

"Maybe it's the Western Front." As soon as Meng Xiang finished talking on the other end of the phone, he turned to the western line, but he didn't expect Dong Xuanfeng to take a big breath, and then said: "It may also be the eastern front, I don't know very well." ”

"Damn! Can you please stop playing with people like that? Meng Xiang hung up the phone angrily and redialed that day.

I don't know why, Meng Xiang is inexplicably worried in his heart, and he always feels bad. As he dialed, he thought to himself: Pick it up, pick it up.

This time the call was connected, and Meng Xiang hurriedly asked, "Hey, is it that day?" I'm Meng Xiang, which line are you on? East or West, you ask his driver to stop the car. Meng Xiang's voice was obviously anxious.

"It's Meng Xiang, we're in the East ......" Before the phone was finished that day, there was a series of screams and collisions, Meng Xiang immediately realized that the situation was not good, and he yelled at the mobile phone: "Hey! Feed! Speak! But the phone was already busy, and no one answered.

Meng Xiang threw away the phone, at this time he had already driven some distance on the western line, he didn't care about the danger of going in the wrong direction, quickly turned around, kept dodging the vehicle, the wind was galloping, and the wheels were constantly accompanied by emergency braking like a fire, and black smoke and sparks were wiped out from the ground.

Soon, he inserted into the eastbound line, and Zeng Kefan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, didn't know what was happening, so he closed his eyes tightly in fright, grabbed the handrail with both hands, and curled up all over his body.

Meng Xiang stepped on the accelerator to the bottom with a few exhalations, and he overtook frantically, running wildly on the eastbound line, leaving the other cars far behind.

He looked around through the window for fear of missing it, but there was no sign of a crash along the way.

"Did you go the wrong route that day? Or are they all okay and have all arrived safely? Meng Xiang quickly dismissed this idea, he shook his head and said, "Impossible, impossible. ..... on the phone."

At this time, the car had driven more than ten kilometers, and it still didn't look like it had been in a car accident, and he kept reassuring himself not to think nonsense: "Maybe I just heard it wrong, they should be fine." ”

Thinking of this, Meng Xiang picked up his mobile phone again and dialed the number of the day, and a prompt came from the receiver that "the phone you dialed cannot be connected temporarily".

His mind was in turmoil, and he felt that something must be wrong, but he just couldn't figure it out. Suddenly, he stopped on the side of the road with a tight brake, but fortunately both of them were wearing seat belts, otherwise Zeng Kefan would have had to hit the windshield.

Zeng Kefan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Meng Xiang who kept stroking the fingers of his left hand with his right hand, and asked in a low voice, "Director, what happened?" ”

"I feel that Liu Yanyan and the screenwriter's car had a problem that day." Meng Xiang said worriedly.

"What's wrong? Why do I think we're going to have a problem? Zeng Kefan was just like an hour-long roller coaster, so scared that he was still shivering.

"How far is this from the city?" Meng Xiang asked.

"I don't know, why don't you open the navigation and take a look."

Zeng Kefan's left hand trembled to press the button of the navigation, but he accidentally touched the switch of the radio, and the crisp voice of the announcer was instantly heard inside: "Insert an urgent news, half an hour ago there was a traffic accident on the westbound line from the city to the suburbs, a commercial vehicle rear-ended a large truck, there were two men and two women on the commercial vehicle, and the four people are now being rushed to the hospital for rescue." According to our reporter, the car belongs to the crew car of Yinhe Rain Film and Television Company, which includes Liu Yanyan, who has just become famous......, and the heir of the Nashi Group.

Meng Xiang didn't listen anymore, he stepped on the accelerator, hung up the reverse gear, stared at the rear mirror, and turned around again, Zeng Kefan, who had no time to react, was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hands and tightly held the handle on the co-pilot.

That day and Liu Yanyan's business car really had an accident, when they were driving fast on the road, behind an off-road car wanted to overtake, the driver would avoid giving way, so he turned to another lane, when he was about to step on the brakes, he found that the brakes could only be stepped on halfway, if the speed is slow, you can barely brake, if the speed is fast, it doesn't work at all.

In this way, in order not to rush out of the road and fall down a mountain of dozens of meters, the driver chose to crash into the big truck in front.

The entire driver's compartment of the car was seriously deformed, and the driver and Liu Yanyan's assistant sitting in the front seat were seriously injured, and Liu Yanyan was relatively safe on the day he sat in the back, but when he was carried out, the two people were also dying, and there were blood stains everywhere on their bodies.

The scene was a mess, with shards of the windshield and debris thrown out of the car everywhere. After the ambulance roared away, several traffic police officers stayed at the scene to clear traffic and check in the accident vehicle.

When Meng Xiang frantically arrived at the scene, the crane was moving the business vehicle that had been knocked beyond recognition to the truck.

He opened the car door, ran over, jumped into the cordon, grabbed a policeman's arm and asked, "Comrade policeman, is there anything wrong with the people in this car?" How are they doing now? ”

The traffic policeman who was commanding looked back and asked in a cold tone, "Who let you in casually?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm really in a hurry."

"Who are you?"

"I'm their friend, could you please tell me how they're doing? In which hospital? ”

"Everyone was taken away by ambulance, and no one died at the scene, but I didn't know when I got to the central hospital, so you can go and see it yourself."

"Thank you, thank you." Meng Xiang quickly turned back to his car, at this time Zeng Kefan was holding on to the car door and kept vomiting, Meng Xiang shouted: "Get in the car." ”

Zeng Kefan didn't care about the discomfort, so he quickly sat back in the car and fastened his seat belt.

The car moved forward at another wind speed, startling the traffic police who were directing traffic at the scene, and shouted at his car: "Hey! Why do you drive so fast, and you'll be in the hospital just like them! ”

Along the way, Meng Xiang was worried and worried about them.

More than an hour later, he rushed to the emergency room of the hospital, and it happened to push out a bed cart with a white cloth covering the person on it, needless to say that the person was dead.

Meng Xiang walked over a little weakly, wanting to uncover it to see who it was, but he didn't have the courage to face it.

After the bed was pushed a few meters away, he suddenly rushed up and violently opened the white cloth, startling the nurses in the cart. It was not that day, nor Liu Yanyan, but the driver who was driving.

"What are you doing, please respect the deceased!" The nurse scolded him twice, hurriedly put the white cloth back on, hurriedly pushed it away, and left a sentence back when he left: "Crazy! ”

Meng Xiang sat on the ground and felt a little relieved.

Zeng Kefan caught up and saw Meng Xiang sitting on the ground, so he squatted down and asked breathlessly, "Director, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." Meng Xiang replied weakly.

"I just bumped into Producer Dong, who paid the money at the fee office downstairs, saying that now the screenwriter and Miss Liu have been sent to the ICU intensive care unit that day. At present, they are out of danger of life, but neither the driver nor Miss Liu's assistant can be saved. Zeng Kefan said a little sadly.

Meng Xiang stood up vigorously after hearing this, and he was held up by Zeng Kefan when he fell crookedly.

"I'll go to the ICU."

"I'll go with you." Zeng Kefan looked at Meng Xiang, who was a lot haggard, and helped him to the intensive care unit with him.

Through the glass, Meng Xiang saw them, the two of them had bandages wrapped around their heads, all kinds of tubes inserted into their bodies, and the electricity, gas, information and other functional racks on the hospital bed were connected in the air; The advanced monitoring and treatment equipment such as ECG monitors, ventilators, and metered-dose fluid infusion pumps equipped with the equipment are constantly operating, with green light flashing on the instruments, and doctors and nurses in isolation gowns are constantly checking the data on the recording instruments.

In addition to the heads of several companies outside the door, Meng Xiang also noticed that there was a man and a woman in the ICU, also fully armed, standing not far from the hospital bed that day, just watching the doctors busy, and they didn't look like people in the company.

Dong Xuanfeng handed over the money and hurriedly ran up, and when he saw Meng Xiang, he slowed down, sighed and said: "I really didn't expect such a big thing to happen, reporters outside the hospital are blocked to interview, how can you say that you are in the mood to let them visit now." ”

Meng Xiang saw that he didn't speak, and glanced at the two strangers in the ICU again.