Chapter 87: The Smell of Blood in the Air

"So that's why you can't sleep at night, right? You said that you worked so hard in the crew to film, and it was rare to come back to rest, why don't you cherish your time and stop playing with your mobile phone. ”

Qin Jiayi looked like a nanny.

Xia Zhinian cleared his throat, "I slept for a long time in the afternoon, so I can't sleep at this time." Have you had any new ways out lately? ”

"It's the same thing, you know, I just like it, I don't have a strong desire to be famous." Qin Jiayi just likes to perform casually, so she chose this school.

Before she came across a good work, she made herself good enough.

"That's good."

Xia Zhinian thought of Song Yu's words, she didn't love acting, she entered this circle entirely because Xia Zhinian himself chose a good path for her.

She just walked along, took it back for her, and guarded everything that was rightfully hers.

It used to be like this.

But after a recent period of time, she found that the profession of an actor is really not as simple as an actor. Going deep into the character, you can experience the life of this character......

It's no wonder that there will always be actors who are too deep into the play and can't get out of that role for a year and a half.

She liked it.

I put down my phone and looked at the moonlight outside, the corners of my mouth raised slightly. It was here that she found her sense of being a human being, who had previously been nothing more than a machine for human use.

Now she is living for herself, and she wants to live her own wonderful life.

A dark shadow swept across her eyes. She abruptly withdrew her gaze, looking vigilantly at the tall figure outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

As a thief, there is no shortage of vigilance.

Liyuan is heavily guarded, who will open her window?

When she was wondering, a strong smell of blood hit her nostrils, and the person was injured?

Xia Zhinian took the pen bayonet under the pillow and approached step by step, "Who?" ”

The breathing of the visitor was very loud, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Xia Zhinian maintained an offensive stance, ready to shoot at any time.

The person who came raised his hand with difficulty, looking very physically exhausted, and he was already uncomfortable and couldn't speak.

Suddenly......

The tall figure fell to the side.

Xia Zhinian brushed open the curtains, and saw Huo Yuting lying on the big terrace on the second floor in a mess, his assault suit was torn, and his chest was full of blood.

Her heart was shocked, "You...... How about you? ”

Huo Yuting kept gasping, and when he saw Xia Zhinian, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed her hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Huo Yuting!"

Xia Zhinian snorted, didn't dare to delay, and immediately dragged him to the bed.

Damn it.

He was injured, why didn't he go to the hospital, but ran home and came to her.

Who is she looking for?

It took Xia Zhinian a lot of effort to drag him to bed.

She sat cross-legged across from him, raising her hand to help him, but she didn't know where to start. The assault suit was torn, and there was a thick layer of ash on his face.

He's a big president, what did he do?

Robbery?

Xia Zhinian covered his face speechlessly, hesitated for only a few seconds, then bounced up from the ground, fetched water to wash the dust on his body first, so as not to cause wound infection.

Then while everyone is resting, find the medicine box.

Slowly cutting open his jacket and looking at the stained white vest inside, she took a hard breath, her mind going blank. How much blood was shed......

Looking at the ten-centimeter-long wound in her abdomen, she began to panic.

If you don't go to the hospital, I'm afraid you won't!

The wound must not be shallow, and I don't know if it has hurt the internal organs, and it needs to be sutured.