Chapter 173

When the two were sent to the hospital, Song Ci's foot was only slightly sprained, and he could go back after rubbing the medicine.

But Yao Zhe didn't have such good luck.

As soon as he was taken to the hospital, he fainted in pain.

The result of the film, comminuted fracture, and the fracture range is not large, but there are a lot of bone fragments, which is generally an injury that occurs in a major car accident or a person who jumps off a building.

But such a man is fine except for the injury in the shoulder blade.

Song Ci was lying on the hospital bed, nibbling on an apple while listening to Zhang Jiaying tell her the gossip in the crew.

And the foot that was originally just twisted is now covered with plaster.

"Now we are all speculating whether that Instructor Yao is osteoporosis, you just helped him, and you actually helped the person to a comminuted fracture, which is also too funny."

Song Ci nodded in agreement, and shook his feet.

Yes, yes, seeing that she is injured like this, how can she crush someone's arm.

【Ding! Host, can you be lighter the next time you use Dianabol, you will cause panic if you do this too many times. 】

"Okay, okay, got it."

The producer rushed in with a swarm of people.

"That Song porcelain, how is your body?"

Song Ci moved his legs: "I'm sorry to produce, I may not be able to ......"

The producer is about to break out in a cold sweat, this little ancestor's leg is injured, and there is no way to participate in the recording, so where is he going to find that gap.

Moreover, the biggest problem is that Song Xue was taken away in order to make room for this little ancestor.

Now that she is not going, will Mrs. Luo still invest in their show?

Outside the door, a young girl with her head down and holding a thermos bucket was passing by the door.

"Song Porcelain ......" The girl subconsciously stopped when she heard Song Ci's name.

A man walked out of the ward at the end, and a man looked around irritably.

"What's the matter with this Lin Mo, why don't you come to change shifts, Lao Tzu still has something to do."

After looking around, I finally saw the onlookers at the door of Song Ci's ward.

"Lin Mo, what's the matter, why are you in a daze."

The man's voice was so loud that the entire corridor heard it, and Song Ci also looked outside consciously.

Outside the door, Lin Mo walked over timidly with a thermos bucket.

"Brother, I'm here."

Lin Tao frowned impatiently, took Lin Mo's thermos bucket and opened it to take a look, but the simplest vegetable porridge suddenly lost interest and pushed the bucket to Lin Mo.

"Grinding all day, give me money quickly."

Lin Mo took out a handful of money from his pocket, Lin Tao saw that there was a hundred, grabbed it, and strode away.

And Lin Mo also walked towards his mother's hospital room in the innermost, but as he walked, he took out his mobile phone and began to send messages.

——The eldest and sister-in-law are in room 210 of the orthopedic department on the third floor of Deming Hospital.

There was no cause and effect, so it was sent out, and the corners of Lin Mo's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, but in the next second, he put on that timid mask again.

Song Ci came back to his senses and smiled at the producer: "You don't have to worry, this is something you and Mrs. Luo have agreed on, and it will not be affected by anyone." ”

Only then did the producer raise his eyebrows: "Then you said that it must be no problem." ”

Zone C

Leng Hanyi walked out of the closed room, covered in red, exuding a disgusting bloody aura, but there were no wounds on his body, and the wounds were all those aliens imprisoned inside.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the communicator on his wrist rang, and he held it up, and it was a text message.

And the content of the message added a layer of frost to Leng Hanyi's already brutal aura.

"Dare to hurt yourself, little girl, wait for me." His voice was hoarse and angry, but underneath that anger was subtle spoiling.