Chapter 179

Yu Ming Heaton was confused and dialed Han Xiao again. However, the phone rang twice and was hung up again.

Maybe Han Xiao is busy. It's inconvenient to answer her phone?

Although a little puzzled, Yu Ming was afraid to disturb Han Xiao, so she didn't continue to dial, and finally drove back to the villa in Fenghai Bay.

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In the people's hospital near the city.

After bandaging his arm, Han Xiao just walked out of the consulting room and saw Zhuang nixuan coming face to face.

"Brother Han, how's it going? Are you okay?" Zhuang nixuan hurried forward and carefully held his injured arm.

At the moment Han Xiao was touched, he subconsciously pulled his arm, but his arm was seriously bruised and inconvenient to move. He pulled the wound at once. His movement was slow and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly wrinkled.

Seeing the pain on his face, Zhuang nixuan immediately grabbed his arm and gently advised, "brother Han, you're hurt. Don't be brave in front of me, will you?"

Zhuang nixuan's anxious and worried tone softened Han Xiao's hard heart. He simply supported him by Zhuang nixuan. He didn't refuse again, but calmly comforted him, "it doesn't matter."

"Why don't you worry?" Zhuang nixuan frowned and scolded. "You had a lot of blood on your arm when you crashed! I saw that your coat was cut by the glass. The wound is so big. Do you still say it doesn't matter?"

Han Xiao's eyes were light and gentle, and then he simply relayed the doctor's diagnosis results. "The doctor said that he didn't hurt the bone. It's not fatal. The wound will scar in half a month at the latest."

"That's good." Zhuang nixuan was a little relieved. While holding Han Xiao, she grabbed the medicine in Han Xiao's hand, steadily carried it in her hand, and slowly walked outside the hospital.

"The owner of the truck..." Han Xiao suddenly asked.

Zhuang nixuan replied before he finished asking, "I have negotiated with him. He is just a skin injury. Brother Han, the compensation you give is far more than several times the normal compensation. He refused to accept so much at the beginning. I advised him for a while before he agreed to accept it, so the matter has been solved. Don't worry."

"It's hard for you." Han Xiao said seriously, "thank you."

"Brother Han, if you say thank you again, I will be angry." Zhuang nixuan pretended to be angry and said angrily, "you have been old friends for so many years. Do you still need to say thank you?"

"Due courtesy." Han Xiao solemnly insisted on his thanks.

Zhuang nixuan sighed helplessly, "forget it, you are so stubborn. But now your hand is injured, and your daily life must be inconvenient. What should I do? By the way, why don't I call Mingxi? You are injured. She should know such a big thing..."

While talking, the two have walked to the door of the hospital. Han Xiao's assistant has already listened to Han Xiao's instructions and drove the car to the door to wait.

Zhuang nixuan helped Han Xiao to the car, then sat in the back seat, put the medicine in her hand, took out her mobile phone, unlocked the screen lock, and was about to call Yu Mingxi, but a low voice came to her ear.

"Don't call her." Han Xiao stopped and glanced coldly at Zhuang nixuan's mobile phone.

"Why?" Zhuang nixuan blurted out, "brother Han, the reason why you were injured is because of Mingxi..."

Han Xiao's face was slightly heavy, and Zhuang nixuan immediately silenced.

Han Xiao doesn't have to say much. She also knows that Han Xiao is in a bad mood. Now is really not a good time to mention Yu Mingxi.

But the next second, Han Xiao's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Zhuang nixuan glanced at the caller ID and was surprised to see that the remark name was regular and extremely stereotyped "Mingxi" by Han Xiao, "Mingxi called back? That should be the end of her business. Now I have time to notice brother Han's call. Brother Han, don't think about it. I'd better answer the phone and have a good chat with her?"

As soon as Zhuang nixuan's voice fell, Han Xiao pressed the refuse to listen button.

"Elder brother Han, you..." Zhuang nixuan asked puzzled, "what are you doing? Why don't you answer Mingxi's phone?"

Han Xiao didn't speak. He was always tense and calm. After cutting off Yu Mingxi's call, he clenched the mobile phone in his hand. The whole person clubbed straight on the rear seat without moving. The air pressure all over his body dropped suddenly, full of terrible pressure.

In a few seconds, Han Xiao's cell phone rang again.

Then Zhuang nixuan watched Han Xiao again and mercilessly hung up Yu Mingxi's call. The phone was hung up, but she kept her eyes on the mobile phone in his hand. Although her expression was full of black clouds, her eyes floated with expectation.

Zhuang nixuan's eyes were slightly dark, her hands on the seat were quietly tightened, and there was reluctance at the bottom of her heart.

It was the first time she saw such a "naive" Han Xiao.

In her impression, Han Xiao has always been calm and steady, mature, courteous, and has no willful time at all.

But now Han Xiao is in front of her. His appearance looks no different from that in the past. Years have not left many traces on his face. His face is still handsome and his facial features are still profound. His attitude and style have not changed when he treats her and others.

Only when he meets Yu Mingxi will Han Xiao be wayward. He is not like an iron faced director who everyone is afraid of, but an ordinary man who needs his wife to coax, follow and please. He will lose his temper and play his temper.

Han Xiao is obviously waiting for Yu Mingxi to call him again, but the third time, he didn't wait.

The cell phone he held tightly in his hand was very quiet. Time passed minute by minute, and there was no more movement on the cell phone.

Zhuang nixuan almost immediately noticed that the air pressure around Han Xiao had dropped a lot, as if people were on the verge of explosion. Seeing her heart pounding, she didn't know whether he would be angry next.

If it had been in the past, she would never believe that Han Xiao, who is calm and down-to-earth, would become an oil bucket and pour some oil and explode.

It seems that his whole heart has been taken away by Yu Mingxi. Yu Mingxi's every move will affect his joys and sorrows.

The more Zhuang nixuan thinks about it, the more sad she feels. She is the one who originally enjoyed Han Xiao's different treatment. How can Han Xiao say that she can change! Gave the beauty that had been given to her completely to another woman

Han Xiao betrayed her first, so she can't blame her next plan. She is imperative to do those things, and she will never have the slightest hesitation and guilt.

At present, Han Xiao is no longer staring at his mobile phone with Yu Guang, but with two eyes and two burning eyes staring at the mobile phone screen.

From the hospital back to the crew, to continue filming, to the end of the day, Han Xiao's mobile phone didn't ring again.

He never received another call from Yu Mingxi.

When he came back, Han Xiao covered his wound with a suit and coat, and Fang Dao simply explained that his hand was accidentally hurt. During this period, he tried to finish the scenes that were not too complicated and did not need too many actions.

Without a word, director Fang immediately agreed and readjusted the order of the scenes.

The scene of the day almost only required Han Xiao to move his mouth, occasionally raise his hand and make some simple gestures, but after the shooting, the injured part of his arm was finally torn open, the wound spilled blood and dyed the bandage red.

Only Zhuang nixuan knew that he was injured, so she kept an eye on his condition. She saw him holding a slightly strange arm into the lounge, and then followed him in.

After finishing his work and restraining his inner unhappiness for a long time, Han Xiao's mind was immediately full of Yu Mingxi's figure. He was like an ordinary man who was worried about gain and loss. He couldn't help thinking about Yu Mingxi's meeting with the lawyer song, and whether Yu Mingxi was still with the lawyer song at this moment.

The absent-minded Han Xiao completely didn't notice Zhuang nixuan behind him. He entered the room. In a trance, he untied his suit coat and threw it on the sofa. He also sat on the sofa, raised his right hand slightly, poured himself a cup of tea, continued to untie the buttons on his shirt, faded his shirt to his waist, exposed half of his strong body, and pulled his bandage.

"Brother Han, don't move. Let me help you." Zhuang nixuan's gentle voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Han Xiao made a sudden move and turned his head. Zhuang nixuan had come to him and sat down in the vacant seat beside him.

Two soft white palms gently grasped Han Xiao's injured arm.

Han Xiao's nerves tightened all over for a moment. At the same time, a string of bells came from his suit coat pocket.

Han Xiao immediately turned his head. He no longer cared about Zhuang nixuan sitting next to him. He hurriedly reached into his suit pocket and took out his mobile phone.

The word "Mingxi" flickered again on the mobile phone screen. These two words seemed to have some amazing magic, which wiped away the frost that had gathered for a long time between Han Xiao's eyebrows.

This time, Han Xiao pressed the answer button.

Yu Mingxi immediately asked with a naughty smile, "what's the matter? Why did you call me so much this afternoon? What's the matter? Or... To be honest, you've only been separated for a short time, don't you start to miss me?"

Han Xiao took his mobile phone and silently listened to Yu Mingxi's words. His expression became more and more complex. Finally, it was unpredictable and difficult to distinguish. His eyes tightened, and he sipped his lips. "Luoshan said you asked for leave in the afternoon and didn't go to the studio."

With that, director Han Da almost held his breath and waited for Yu Mingxi's next lie.

"Yes, I didn't go this afternoon." Yu Mingxi said this. He paused for a few seconds, and his tone became a little hesitant. "I'll tell you one thing. You have to promise me. You can't be angry."

Han Xiao's eyes changed. It seemed that he fell into the ice fog. His tone was also cold. "If I don't promise, you'll hide it from me, won't you?"