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"Hello?" Li Zicong received a call from Ye Huarong, "Mother Terai, is there something wrong?" ”

No one spoke on the other end of the phone for a long time.

After being silent for a while, he was puzzled in Li Zicong's eyes and wanted to see if he was still on the phone, when a little boy's slightly trembling voice sounded, "Uncle Li, hello, I'm Xia Sijing......"

"It's Terai! Did something happen? What about your mother? ”

What Li Zicong didn't expect was that Xia Sijing didn't answer his question, but asked: "If my mother dies, can I still shoot 'Jiang Zixu'?" ”

"Huh?" Thinking that he had misheard, Li Zicong was stunned and asked, "What died?" What are you talking about? ”

"My mother may be dead, and without an agent, is there no way to film? Will I be sent to an orphanage? ”

"Wait, wait, wait, Terai you slowly say, what the hell is going on? Didn't your mom just be okay? ”

After he asked, Xia Sijing was silent.

At this time, a "Uncle Director" sounded from not far away.

Xiao Kexi, who had not waited for the little persimmon, took Mu Django's hand and looked for people everywhere, "The little persimmon said that he would come back to find Kexi, but I haven't seen him, I don't know where he went, the little pigeon and I are looking for it." ”

Django puffed up, "Guy with no credit, but don't you just ignore him?" Why did you come here to look for him? ”

"Little persimmon is not a dishonest person!"

With a pull, the girl pulled Mjango to the set.

Seeing Li Zicong from afar, she happily ran closer, "Uncle Director, have you seen the little persimmon?" Is his film finished? ”

Li Zicong heard Kexi's voice, turned around and saw the cute and cute little girl, and felt that the savior was coming, "It's Kexi!" Hurry up, you can help your uncle answer the phone and ask what happened to Tei? ”

"Phone?" The girl tilted her head.

"It was Terai who called, and I asked him what happened, and he wouldn't tell me."

But Xi's eyes lit up, "Little persimmon's phone? It just so happened that Kexi had been looking for a little persimmon. ”

She took the mobile phone handed by the director's uncle, and the little milk voice was sweet, soft, soft and glutinous, "Hey? Is it a small persimmon? I'm Koshi. ”

Hearing the girl's voice, Xia Sijing's tense nerves seemed to suddenly collapse.

The boy, who was severely frightened by the car accident, had red eyes, and could no longer hold back the guilt and self-blame in his heart, and began to cry bitterly.

"Little persimmon, are you crying?" The little girl's brows furrowed tightly, and she asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

However, Xia Sijing just cried.

From the phone, Kexi heard the voice of the ambulance and thought that something must have happened to the little persimmon.

"Little brother," the paramedics opened the door, "are you okay?" Do you have any injuries? ”

The little boy in tears did not speak.

Another ambulance worker opens the cab door.

He opened Ye Huarong's eyelids with his left hand, and shone her eyes with a medical flashlight with his right hand, descripting: "Female, the head has been hit hard, unconscious, and her pupils are dilated......"

Soon, Ye Huarong was carried on a stretcher.

The ambulance officer found that Xia Sijing was talking to someone, guessing that the other party was likely to be the boy's father, and took the mobile phone, "The owner of the tail number 768 was in a car accident and was seriously injured, are you a relative of the owner of the car?" ”

"Car accidents? Little persimmon got into a car accident? ”

The girl's sweet and childish voice was heard by a young child, and the ambulance staff thought it was the youngest daughter of the car owner.

"Little sister, are there any other adults in the family?"

Kexi hurriedly handed the phone to the little pigeon next to him and asked him to listen.

Mu Jiangge, who picked up the phone, was stunned for a moment, and then his face became very solemn, completely different from the jealous appearance before, and replied seriously: "Yes, I know, okay, okay...... I'll go right over. ”

"Little pigeon, did you have a car accident in Terai?"

"Well, Xia Sijing's mother is seriously injured and may ......"

Seeing that Django wanted to speak and stopped, Li Zicong on the side said hurriedly: "What could it be?" People can't do it, right? ”

"The blood pressure is very low, the pupils are also dilated, and it is estimated that the brainstem is damaged, which is not optimistic anyway."

Kexi's small mouth pursed slightly, and his eyes were worried, "Little persimmon must be scared?" What to do? ”

Mu Django hugged the little girl, "Let's go to the hospital to see Xia Sijing, shall we?" ”

"Uh-huh!" The girl nodded vigorously.

"Director Li, can I reschedule my play at night?"

"Okay," Li Zicong hurriedly said, "You go and see Tei, his parents have long been divorced, I heard Tsai's mother say that his father seems to have disappeared over the years, and he has never looked for their mother and son, and now Tsai is absolutely frightened by himself." ”

Although Mu Jiangge always said that Xia Sijing was a scheming boy, he felt very uncomfortable when he encountered such a thing.

He couldn't see a child alone anymore......

The car quickly drove to the People's Hospital, he pulled Kexi into the door, and when he saw Xia Sijing, he also happened to see Mu Yinan, who was just about to leave the hospital.

Kexi, who didn't notice the little pumpkin, ran to the little persimmon's side for the first time, and Mu Django stepped forward to grab Mu Yinan's arm and asked, "What's going on?" Why are you here? ”

Mu Yinan's voice was elegant and gentle, "I'm a doctor, this is the hospital where I work, is it strange for me to appear here?" ”

"Uh-oh," Django patted his head, "I almost forgot you were a doctor, by the way, do you know what's going on?" There were a lot of ambulances outside, all wounded. ”

"There was a series of car accidents on a nearby road."

"That's it......" Speaking of this, he glanced at Mu Yinan, who was not wearing a white coat, and Mu Jiangge wondered, "Since there are a bunch of patients, you should be very busy, right, why are you so leisurely?" ”

"I'm off work."

"Huh?"

Mu Yinan pressed his hand holding his arm, gently broke it away, and asked with a smile: "I said that I was already off work, and besides, the work in the emergency room has nothing to do with me, is it difficult to understand?" ”

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice and snow.

Obviously, he didn't like to be questioned.

The moment his gaze met, Django felt a chill down his spine.

He laughed awkwardly, "This, this way, I don't understand the doctor's work assignment, oops, don't be angry." ”

"Am I like I'm angry?" The chill disappeared, and Mu Yinan's eyes were the warmest color, "I'm not angry." ”

Django laughed dryly, "You're clearly angry, aren't you?" ”

"What about you?" Mu Yinan didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he changed the topic and said, "Why did you bring Kexi to the hospital?" Looking at you and Kexi, it's quite normal, not like it's uncomfortable. ”

When questioning, he looked in the direction where Kexi was, saw her standing next to the little boy with blood on his hands, and said, "You know that child, you came to the hospital for him, right?" ”

"Well, his mom was in a car accident and was seriously injured."

Mu Yinan asked, "Was he responsible for the car accident?" Did his playfulness cause his mother to not drive properly? ”

As soon as the words fell, he was hurriedly dragged aside by Django Mu, "Hey! What are you talking about? The child is still over there, and you talk nonsense and are heard by him, how sad is his heart? ”

"I didn't expect you to be quite considerate of others," Mu Yinan's tone was light, "But I didn't say anything nonsense just now, it was the kid himself who said it, and he said that he killed these people." ”

Django frowned, "What? How can it be? ”

Hearing the conversation of the people around him, he hurriedly said: "Listen, the cause of the car accident is obviously that the truck turned sharply, causing the steel pipe to roll down, and it has nothing to do with Xia Sijing." ”

(ω) See how hard I'm working, give me a ticket.

(End of chapter)