"Even the real ......"

Lian Zhenzhen saw a man wearing a mask stand up from the first row and run straight for her.

With worry in his eyes, he leaned down to pick her up.

Although only a pair of eyes were exposed, even Zhenzhen could see that the person was Jing Shaochen.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you here?" ”

Jing Shaochen's eyes were a little evasive.

He saw Lian Zhenzhen's dynamics and knew that Lian Zhenzhen was going to perform a drama, so he rushed over to watch.

He lowered his eyes and diverted the topic, "Let's not talk about this for now, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Lian Zhenzhen nodded, his face was pale, he wanted to come down and walk by himself, but his legs were weak, so he had to lean on Jing Shaochen's arms.

As he walked out of the theater, Lian Zhenzhen glanced at the last row.

There was no one there.

The "privileged class" never existed.

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Jing Shaochen picked Lian Zhenzhen into the car and rushed to the nearby hospital.

Lian Zhenzhen's wound continued to bleed, smearing Jing Shaochen's saddle.

She was a little embarrassed, so she took off her costume and wrapped her injured leg.

"I'm sorry...... I'll help you get rid of the saddle......"

"It's fine."

Jing Shaochen wrinkled his eyebrows and glanced at her.

Before, he wished she was far away from him.

However, when she really distanced himself from him, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

In fact, he didn't really hate Lian Zhenzhen all along.

What he hates is that even his true love is "Jing Shaochen" when he was a child.

In the hospital, after examining Lian Zhenzhen's injuries, the doctor couldn't help but blame Jing Shaochen.

"How do you do that? Your wife broke her leg and the injury hasn't healed yet, so why did you let her fall again? If you continue like this, do you want your wife to have her leg amputated? ”

Jing Shaochen was a little embarrassed when he was reprimanded, and before he could speak, Lian Zhenzhen explained for him first.

"Doctor, you're mistaken, I'm not his wife."

"It doesn't matter if you're his wife or not, but you can't ignore your injuries!"

Lian Zhenzhen twitched the corners of his mouth, "Mmmm, I'll pay more attention in the future." ”

The doctor sighed and turned to leave, but his arm was grabbed by Jing Shaochen.

After Jing Shaochen recalled the doctor's words, he said in disbelief, "You said her leg was broken?" ”

"That's right."

Jing Shaochen looked at Lian Zhenzhen with complicated eyes and fell into silence.

Lian Zhenzhen looked at him puzzled, her broken leg was not caused by him, why did he look guilty?

"I'm sorry."

Jing Shaochen said in a hoarse voice, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at Lian Zhenzhen.

"Huh? You don't have to tell me I'm sorry, my leg is ......"

"It was a fall in the hotel that day, right? I should have ...... Let them save your ......"

In the hotel that day, he also found out that Lian Zhenzhen had been drugged.

After jumping off the building, he was put into an ambulance, and he was still conscious, so he could have asked them to save Lian Zhenzhen.

But at that time, because I hated her, I didn't speak.

He thought that even Zhenzhen later jumped off the building to escape, so his leg was injured at that time.

After Lian Zhenzhen realized that he had misunderstood, he smiled helplessly.

She glanced at her bandaged left leg, and her mind unconsciously remembered Feng Yu.

After a pause, he shook his head and said, "No, my leg was injured later." ”

"Why did you get hurt?"

Jing Shaochen's eyes focused on her face and asked meaningfully.

Lian Zhenzhen never knew that Jing Shaochen cared so much about himself!

couldn't help but raise his head and look at Jing Shaochen, what happened to him recently?

Was it dropped?