Hua Zhao Leng Leng said: "no injury, slightly scraped."

Lu Xun didn't believe her words.

"Roll up your sleeves," he whispered

"Ah?" Hua Zhao is stupid again.

Lu's rare patience: "you pull up your sleeve, I'll take a look at the wound."

Hua Zhao feels a little strange in his heart, but he doesn't understand what's strange.

Under Lu's burning eyes, she reached out and pulled up the sleeve of her left arm.

A red and purple scar appeared in front of the crowd.

Under a close look, the skin is also broken, and a small red scar is drawn.

It's not really a serious injury.

It's just that Huazhao's arm skin is white, so delicate that it almost presents a transparent texture in the sun.

Therefore, the scar on her body, then extra appears ferocious, even some startling.

Lu's face sank.

"It's nothing?" His tone was so deep that anyone could see that he was not in a good mood at the moment.

The set quieted down.

Hua Zhao:

"It just looks serious. In fact, it's just a scratch," she argued

Lu did not respond to his words.

He looked at the director: "is there any medicine for the wound?"

Director a Leng, quickly turned around to ask the field service: "go to take the thing to deal with the wound."

The venue answered.

Some of the necessary trauma medicine and first-aid medicine are prepared all year round.

After all, with so many people in a crew, sometimes they have to make action movies. It's hard to guarantee that there won't be an injury.

The field service soon came with the medicine box.

Lu's face slowed down. It seemed that this was the set.

He turned to the director and politely said, "I'm sorry for the delay. Ah Zhao's part should have come to an end? I'd like to take her to one side to deal with the wound. Is it convenient? "

Certainly convenient!

Don't say it's convenient. Even if it's inconvenient, it must be convenient in front of Lu Er Ye!

the director said quickly, "it's convenient, Hua Zhao Miss's part has just been shot, and the next two scenes are other people's plays. "

"Thank you, then." Lu Yun nods to the director, pulls Hua Zhao to one side of the rest and sits down.

Hua Zhao's whole journey is muddled.

When I was pulled to one side of the rest area, I suddenly responded.

She said that she had always felt wrong before!

Is it the first time that she and Mr. Lu meet?

Why does the other side look so familiar?

Don't say that others who don't know are watching. I'm afraid that he and I are good friends for many years.

Even Hua Zhao himself has to doubt his memory.

Is this Mr. Lu Lin, who is his very close young playmate, but he is very irresponsible to forget people?

Otherwise, why is he so good to himself?

What awakens Hua Zhao is the tingling sensation from her arm.

"Hiss!" She couldn't help breathing.

Lu Lu's hand holding cotton ball couldn't help being lighter. He coaxed, "this medicine is a little bit exciting. You can bear it a little bit, and it will be good soon."

Cui Yinglan stood on one side and looked at it. She felt that the goose bumps on her arm were coming out.

As a mother, in the past 20 years, where did she see Lu's words so gentle?

It's too late to stay.