She wished she had just suffered some trauma.

Take care of it and it's over.

But the nurse lowered her head with an indifferent expression that was accustomed to life and death accidents: "Buy yourself a more comfortable wheelchair, Miss An." ”

An Rou's face froze, and then she shouted: "Impossible! No, it won't! You lied to me! ”

The nurse didn't speak, and An Rou struggled to reach out to grab her.

The nurse took a step back to dodge: "If Miss An wakes up, we will notify your family and company, and you can discuss the follow-up treatment with them." ”

An Rou ignored her, ignoring the pain coming from her body, and tried her best to touch her legs with her hands.

How is that possible?

She just passed out and slept for a while, why couldn't she move her legs?

It must have been a nightmare!

……

Someone soon came to the ward.

But it wasn't anyone from Morningstar, nor was it An Rou's family.

It's the paparazzi who sneaked into the ward.

"Miss An, why do you want to open a small black brocade pear? It is said that you were good friends before, why did you spread rumors and frame her? Do you have any festive with each other? ”

An Rou: ?

She looked at the paparazzi blankly, a little unintelligible about what he was talking about.

What's on the trumpet? What rumors?

What the hell is he talking about.

The wounds on his body were burning pain, and the pain in his mind was dull.

Ears are the topic of the reporter's aggressiveness.

An Rou only felt as if her brain was about to explode.

"I don't know what you're talking about, please get out, I don't know."

"Miss An Rou, please don't run away from the topic, now that the fans already know what you did, will you feel guilty about it?"

"Do you think Jinli will forgive you?"

“……”

An Rou only felt a sudden pain in her head.

She knew she must have looked miserable and embarrassed at this moment.

But the reporter in front of him didn't care about himself at all, and his mouth was full of brocade pears, trumpets, and rumors......

An Rou's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

A great sense of uneasiness and panic enveloped her.

When you are unconscious...... What happened?

What happened?

"Ahh

Nurses and doctors came in, saw her, asked the security guards to take the reporter out, and gave her a tranquilizer.

An Rou finally quieted down.

She opened her eyes wide, looked at the ceiling coldly, and for a long time, she finally reached out and picked up her phone.

Her hands shook a little.

Lots and lots of missed calls and messages appear on the page.

An Rou didn't bother and opened Weibo.

A whole bunch of comments and private messages directly stuck the phone.

After a while, the page is back to normal.

An Rou trembled her eyelids and looked at the comments under her trumpet:

[An Rou begs you to be a person, right? How much hatred can make you hurt people like this? 】

[Whew! I almost believed what you said before when I saw that it was reasonable.

[I heard you were in a car accident? The news of the present world came so quickly, huh? 】

[If it weren't for you, a woman, who had a car accident, I could have scolded you until you died on the spot, do you believe it or not? ] 】

[Don't face red eye, curse you for a lifetime can't be hot! ] 】

……

These people are all under the account of [a passer-by who eats melons], calling her by her name.

An Rou's eyes darkened.

How do they know that they are gentle?

She turned on her phone and began to search for related messages, and finally found what she was looking for.

Looking at it, An Rou's whole breathing became heavy.