Chapter 370

Under such circumstances, it's hard to continue filming. But if you don't shoot, the shooting process will be delayed.

Luo Feiqi sits on the chair to rest, looks at the director's appearance, where also cannot guess his meaning?

After drinking a mouthful of water, Luo Feiqi said in a hoarse voice: "it doesn't matter, director, i... cough, I, I rest for a while."

Her original voice was very clear and pleasant, like a oriole, but now she seems to be an old woman, who is deeply distressed.

Liang Chen is one of them, sword eyebrow a wrinkly, don't agree with a way: "Feifei, what you need more now is to go to the hospital to check.". In case of any impact, what will you do in the future? "

Artists care most about their bodies.

Luo Feiqi listened to this sentence, heart gushed a warm current, grateful to see a Liang Chen, but don't want to delay everyone because of their own.

Seeing that she still wanted to fight for it, Liang Chen pressed her shoulder and asked her not to speak. Then he looked at the director and said, "director, if Feifei really has an accident, I'm afraid there will be more delays then?"

If Luo Feiqi really falls down, the change of roles will certainly delay the shooting progress, and because of the pressure of all parties, the crew will certainly struggle.

A word awakens the dreamer, Luo Dao instantly returned to God, afraid of looking at Luo Feiqi, repeatedly sighed: "also blame me, really confused."

Luo Feiqi sat on one side, sore throat almost tears, just silently watching, no longer express their views.

After the fire was put out, the crew was in a mess.

When Luo Feiqi was trapped, she choked on the smoke. She only felt that there was a fire in her throat, burning her, making her almost breathless. She wanted to speak, but she found that her throat had no sound.

Liang Chen carries her to the rest room.

Luo directed the personnel on the scene to evacuate quickly, and also called an ambulance for the injured.

Liang Chen carefully put Luo Feiqi on the sofa, trying to keep her flat.

Luo Feiqi's eyes narrowed slightly, her thick and slender eyelashes trembled gently, her mouth was pursed into a line, and sweat came out from her forehead. Her legs and shoulders had some burning marks, and her burnt clothes were clinging to her skin, which made her look miserable.

Yingzi was at a loss and was about to cry. She wished it was her who was lying here.

"Director Luo, is the ambulance coming?" Liang Chen tries to keep calm. The messy bangs on his forehead block his sight. He can't hold Luo Feiqi any longer. The ambulance hasn't arrived yet!

Luo Dao is busy evacuating people outside.

Soon, the sound of an ambulance rang out, and Luo Dao ran in, calling to send Luo Feiqi into the ambulance.

Liang Chen carries Luo Feiqi on his back. With the support of the public, he gets on the ambulance.

In the emergency room of the hospital, the doctor is operating on Luo Feiqi.

On the corridor outside the operation, Wang Zhizhi comes in a hurry. Yingzi buries his head on his knee. Liang Chen also crosses his hands. Luo Dao walks back and forth in the corridor, and a group of people wait anxiously.

It didn't take long for the operation to end. A doctor pushed open the door of the operating room, took off his mask and came to them.

"Which of you is the patient's family member?" The doctor took out his pen and looked serious.

Liang Chen wanted to come forward, but he was stopped by Wang Zhizhi.

"I don't know." As Luo Feiqi's agent, Wang Zhizhi is more persuasive than all the people on the court. She frowns and goes to the doctor.

"The patient's condition is not very serious. Take good care of him and he will soon recover." The doctor handed Wang Zhizhi a piece of paper and motioned her to sign it.

"Thank you, doctor." After listening to the doctor's words, Wang Zhizhi's heart finally came down. Everyone was like this. After signing, Luo Feiqi was pushed out of the operating room by the nurses.

Her face was pale and her eyes were closed. Accompanied by yingzi and Wang Zhizhi, she was sent to the VIP ward.

In the long corridor of the hospital, Liang Chen and Luo Dao sit side by side, with a serious expression. The fire incident is not as simple as imagined, and there are too many strange places.

"Liang Chen, what do you think?" Luo asked first, rubbing his hands repeatedly, and frowning tightly.

"I don't think it's that simple. Maybe it's man-made, deliberately trying to frame Feifei. Otherwise, there were so many fire scenes in the past, which never happened today. How could Feifei get hurt this time?" Liang Chen guessed in his heart, and recalled the fire just now, with lingering fear.

"It seems that we need to look into this matter thoroughly." Luo Dao stood up, his eyes flashed a ray of obscure light.Luo Feiqi's identity is complex. Luo Shaodong knows very well that she is injured. When general manager Yun comes back, he must be held responsible. After all, such a thing happened in his site. In any case, he has to investigate clearly to give general manager Yun an account.

Liang Chen doesn't want to let go of those who deliberately make trouble, not to mention Luo Feiqi. He won't let go of those who hurt her. He secretly decides to take a look at Luo Feiqi who is still in a coma at the door of the ward, turns around and goes back to investigate the matter with Luo Shaodong.

In front of the hospital bed, Luo Feiqi, even in a coma, is still frowning and pursing her mouth tightly, as if she fell asleep and had a nightmare.

Wang Zhizhi took care of her in front of her bed. After waiting for a long time, she still didn't wake up.

"Sister Zhizhi, is sister Feifei OK?" Yingzi a small face tightly wrinkled, fingers sew desperately pinching the wrist, anxious.

Wang Zhizhi, who had never seen any storm before, was obviously more calm than yingzi. She went to yingzi and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her. "The doctor said it's OK. Don't worry too much."

Yingzi's eyes have never left Luo Feiqi. Her hair is scattered, and there is still a little smoke in the corner of her mouth. Her eyes are red and swollen. She likes Luo Feiqi in her heart.

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Late at night, without Luo Feiqi by his side, Yun Qianmo seems to be a workaholic. He stays in the office all day, never leaves, and simply passes the dinner. He thinks how Luo Feiqi hasn't made a video call to him and starts to work again.

Looking up at the mobile phone, he still didn't call to remind him. He focused on the documents again. A trace of anxiety flashed through his eyes and continued to work absently.

After a while, he took another look at his mobile phone, but still didn't remind him. He was impatient. It was so late. Why didn't he call?

He has no intention to work, picked up the mobile phone, eyes slightly narrowed, stood up, went to the French window, dial Luo Feiqi's phone.

"I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off..." a burst of blind tone, the knuckle of the hand holding the mobile phone turns white, slightly stunned, how can the mobile phone be turned off? What's going on?

Yun Qianmo dials Luo Feiqi's phone again, but he still turns off the phone. There is a trace of anxiety in his eyes.