Chen Wei struggled to sit up, as if pulling the wound, he gently frowned, his face more pale, "what time?"

"It's three o'clock." Fu Zhiyao looked out and said softly.

"It scared me to death. I thought it was six o'clock that day." Chen Wei took a sip of water and looked at the sky outside. He said with a sigh of relief, "brother Fu, do you still have a play at four o'clock? Go back quickly. Don't delay it. Then the director says what you should do."

Without waiting for Fu Zhiyao to speak, he reached out his hand and pushed Fu Zhiyao, "go, I'm ok. I don't need company."

Chen Wei's back was smashed and seriously injured. When he was sent to the hospital in the morning, Fu Zhiyao looked at the wound, which was bloody and shocking.

It's hard for him to get up now. How can he be accompanied by no one.

"Brother Fu, you still have to film. You can't always be here with me." Chen Wei raised his eyes, flashed his eyes, and said with a pale smile.

"Call your agent." Fu Zhiyao calmly looked at him for two seconds, then reached for the mobile phone on the table and handed it to him, "let him come to the hospital now."

Chen Wei closed the bottle cap, dropped his eyes and took the phone. "I'm in touch with her now."

Fu Zhiyao nodded and took out his mobile phone wearily. As expected, the crew sent a message to ask about the situation.

He took a look at Chen Wei and went to the window to make a phone call.

After he came back from the phone conversation with the crew, Chen Wei had put down his mobile phone and leaned on it.

"What does the agent say?" Fu Zhiyao came up and stood in front of his bed and asked in a low voice.

“…… She said that she would come back later, and brother Fu, let's go Chen Wei raised his head and laughed, a little reluctantly.

Fu Zhiyao didn't care too much. He threw his mobile phone into his pocket, took out his mask and said, "well, you've been fine these two days. I'll see you in two days."

"Well!" Chen Weiwei raises his head, smiles at him and watches him go out.

The moment Fu Zhiyao opened the door, the smile on Chen Wei's face disappeared.

He looked at the closed door of the ward and licked the corners of his lips.

"Buzzing, buzzing -"

"buzzing, buzzing, buzzing -"

the mobile phone that he buckled in his abdomen kept shaking. Chen Wei lifted it up with drooping eyes. It was the phone of the agent.

"Hello." He picked up the phone and looked at the red haze outside. His voice was very quiet.

"Has Fu Zhiyao left?" On the other end of the phone came the voice of the agent's forbearance.

"Just left." Chen Wei leans on the bed, droops his eyes, looks at his long white fingers carelessly, and says in a light voice.

"How can you let him go!? Do you know how many people outside want to have a relationship with Fu Zhiyao? Tell me in advance and let me ask someone to take some pictures On the other end of the phone, the agent said, "top stream Fu Zhiyao is taking care of his younger brother's bed in the same company. Do you know how hot this is?"

"Why can't you even catch this one?"

Chen Wei gently hooked his lips, and his tone was still very calm. "Sister Tao, you have been in this company longer than me. You should know better than anyone how Fu Zhiyao got to today. Can he get to the position he is today? Do you really think he has no brain? "

It's very popular for dingliu Fu Zhiyao to take care of his younger martial brother in the same company, but he wants more than that.

He wants more heat, and...

"so Then you can't just let him go like this. " The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, in a tone of regret.

"Of course I won't let him go." Chen Wei raised his eyes, with a trace of potential in his eyes. "If you can leave him, it's all up to you, sister Tao..."