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The sudden change frightened the cameraman's eldest brother, and the hunters who followed him didn't bother to tear Sancho's nameplate, but carefully climbed down the slope to save people.

Fortunately, the height is only about one meter, but Sang Jiao is headfirst to the ground, so that there are blood stains on the door of her head.

"Miss Sang Jiao, are you okay?"

"It hurts...... I hurt so much, Qiaoqiao, you ......" Sang Jiao's mouth kept crying out for pain, and she looked up at Sanqiao standing on the slope with an expression of disbelief.

What does she mean by that? Is it to say that her fall has something to do with Sancho? 】

[Sang Jiao is afraid that she is not a two-armed, right? ] Didn't she know the power of control when she ran over on her own? Does it seem to her that my sister Qiao is a stupid one, and she wants to stand there and wait for her to bump into her? 】

[Hey, there's a lot of blood on that head, so it won't kill anyone, right?] 】

[One thing to say, Sancho doesn't know how to reach out and help him? It's just a task, so why do you care about winning or losing? 】

[That's it, can't you hold Jiaojiao steady first and then run? ] I have to avoid hurting Jiaojiao to fall like that, it's really selfish. 】

Sang Jiao lay motionless on the ground, her breathing began to be weak, and when the paramedics arrived, first aid measures were taken, and the person was carried down the mountain to the hospital.

The mission of the show was also temporarily stopped because Sang Jiao was injured.

Si Shenli strode to the meeting point, and when he saw Sancho standing safe and sound, his hanging heart finally fell.

When I turned my gaze, I saw the back of her bleeding hand again, and I walked over in a few steps and gently held her fingertips, and the scar on it was in the shape of a draw, very thin, not like a fall.

"How did it hurt?"

"It's fine, it's not serious." Only then did Sancho notice the wound on the back of his hand, and remembered that Sang Jiao had just pinched his hand, probably at that time.

"Follow me." The man led her to the makeshift shed.

There was a medical kit on the table, because of Sang Jiao, the tent was empty at the moment, he pulled the stool and put it next to her lap, "Sit."

Sancho sat obediently, Si Shenli squatted down in front of her, opened the medicine box and took out iodophor and cotton swabs from it, and gently cleaned her wounds.

The man's big palm was wide, and the cotton swab could only be seen in his hand.

Sancho looked down at his angular face and high nose, and couldn't help but be a little distracted.

He wrapped gauze around her little wound before packing up the medicine kit and putting it back in place.

Seeing that she was still in a wandering state, the man said in a low voice, "It's okay."

"Okay, thank you." Sancho instinctively stood up, and was stunned when he looked down and saw the wound that had been treated.

His hands were wrapped in gauze several times, and his flesh was stiffly bandaged like a serious injury.

Her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "Is this too thick?"

Si Shenli saw that her hand also fell silent, and only after a moment did he slowly speak, "It doesn't matter."

[Brother Li's bandaging method is going to laugh at me, and I don't know that I think Sister Qiao's hand is stitched. 】

[What is there to bandage this little injury, you still have the heart to talk about love here, Sang Jiaoren has been sent to the hospital! ] 】

[I'm afraid there is some serious illness upstairs? So Sang Jiao was sent to the hospital to deal with the wound with half a dime? 】….

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[Upstairs means that Sang Jiao is hospitalized? ] Do you want everyone to blow suona to express their grief? Laughing to death. 】

After leaving the tent, I happened to see the director's figure coming back in a hurry, "Let's go down the mountain, let's suspend filming for the past two days, Sang Jiao's injuries are a little serious."

The director, who was packing up his things, was stunned when he saw Sancho's hand, "Sancho, is your hand injured too?" Why didn't you just say that you should go to the hospital with the ambulance."

「… It's not serious, it's a little bit of skin." Sancho was uncomfortable with the director's caring gaze.

When Si Shenli bandaged himself just now, he shouldn't have been distracted.

The director stared at her steamed bun-like hand, and stopped talking, and the bag of a skin injury was too boastful

Zhang, "...... Alright, let's go down the mountain."

"Qiaoqiao, nothing happened to you and Sang Jiao, right?" Meng Elegy quietly moved to Sancho's side and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing."

"Why is that Sangjiao so strange, just now she kept talking to the camera that she didn't stand firm, her eyes were red, and she looked aggrieved, I thought it was ......."

"She always did." Sancho raised his eyebrows, as expected, Sanjiao's methods have not changed for many years.

"It's good that the camera follows closely, otherwise you won't be able to wash it if you really jump into the Yellow River." Meng Elegy nodded, agreeing very much, Sang Jiao always looked soft and weak, and only half of what she spoke, which was particularly easy to misunderstand.

Sancho chuckled, "Indeed."

Return to your accommodation.

Sancho changed his clothes and planned to go home, but he had to come back in two days anyway.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw a black Rolls-Royce car parked at the door, Si Shenli was sitting in the back seat, the window was rolled down, and his eyes fell on her.

The man moved his lips, "Get in the car and take you back by the way."

Having said that, Sancho didn't shirk it, and went around to the other side to get in the car, "Do you want to go directly to Si's?"

"Hmm."

"Just put me next to that intersection in a moment." Sancho was still very familiar with the area, and the only destination that Si Shenli could stop by with her grandmother's house was the Si Group.

"It's not that far." Si Shenli's expression fell in front of him casually, and the white shirt buttons on his body were opened twice, revealing his strong collarbone.

"Okay."

The vehicle drove all the way, and both of them kept a posture of not talking to each other until they reached the Su family villa.

Sanchora got out of the car, "I'll go back first."

"Hmm." The man watched her departing back until it completely disappeared, and then withdrew his gaze.

Turning his head to glance at the driver in front of him, he casually said, "She doesn't alienate me."

"This shows that Miss Sang no longer treats you as a stranger, I just noticed that she secretly glanced at you several times, Master, I am here to congratulate you in advance on your early embrace of beauty."

As Si Shenli's all-round assistant, he also knows the boss's past very well, and his sycophant skills are even more first-class.

Si Shenli's thin lips hooked slightly, "The year-end bonus is doubled."

"Thank you, Master!" The assistant spoke in an agitated tone.

Su Family Villa

When Sancho walked in, he saw the person sitting on the sofa, his steps paused, the speed of the Sang family is really fast, how long has it been, waiting for her to come back and ask the teacher?

Sang Yanyang also saw her, stood up, remembered the last time he broke up unhappily, he couldn't help but be a little nervous, and his tone trembled slightly.

"Jojo, you're back? I heard that you are going to have a holiday today, so I asked for a leave of absence."

"Tell me something." Sancho looked up at him, his palm-sized face calm.

Sang Yanyang originally wanted to say something full of words, but seeing her indifferent attitude, he suddenly felt a sense of indifference.

He opened his mouth, "I'm ......."

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