Chapter 691

Yeh Yiwen's voice has always been very infectious. She is easy to impress others, especially when she is involved.

After ye Qiwen entered the studio, the recording teacher's attitude towards Ye Qiwen was very poor, but when ye Qiwen spoke, even the recording teacher closed her eyes to enjoy her voice.

The agent hasn't seen Ye Qiwen so devoted for a long time. She looks at Ye Qiwen with pride in her eyes. The heart full of worry is down, so what if it's not red? After the big deal, she would go back to the theater and sing. If the big deal is not to hold a concert, the big deal is to send movies once a year instead of once every five years. If so, it would be more convenient for Yeh to do fine music. One day, the audience will forget everything except her singing.

When ye Qiwen sings to the last paragraph, she slowly opens her eyes, but her heart is a little disconsolate. For the first time, her singing makes her feel that she has told a long and beautiful story, which is slightly sad. Even if there is no ending, she feels that these two people have not come to the end.

Song Zhuochen looks at her outside with a smile on his face. Penny is penny after all. No one can beat her.

Ye Qiwen did not take off her headset for a long time, so she stood there and looked down at the score. She was alone in the studio. Her agent and recording teacher looked at her through the glass of the studio. They found nothing but ye Qiwen. For a moment of meditation, she always felt something moving in her ears. She took off her headset and looked up at her head. Her stable eyes suddenly widened. She saw that the stone slab on her head was trembling, and some of them fell down Traces.

She only hesitated for three seconds, but in these three seconds, the slate had reacted and fell off the beam. Ye Qiwen forgot to run, subconsciously squatted down and hugged her head. As soon as she squatted down, she was pulled apart by gravity - "boom!" Ye Qiwen's eardrum was hurt by the violent sound of the stone plate hitting the ground, but she didn't feel any pain.

Just when ye Qiwen wanted to open her eyes to see the scene in front of her, she realized that someone had pressed her head into her arms with both hands and blocked the stone slab for her with this body. A painful murmur was very clear in her ear. She looked up at the man above her and saw song Zhuochen. Her eyebrows were tightly closed: "song Zhuochen!"

Why is he here?

Song Zhuochen didn't care to answer her. His face twisted with pain, and his words jumped out of his lips: "you Are you all right? "

Ye Qiwen holds song Zhuochen in both hands. She can't take care of any enmity: "I'm ok. Are you hurt there?"

Song Zhuochen shook his head, but his face was pale, not bloody, and very ugly.

Her eyes anxiously searched on him, his upper body was not in the way, but the ankle was pressed by the slate, blood flowed out along his shoes, and the bright red made his gray coat deep.

"You You're bleeding... " Ye Qiwen looks at his legs that are pressed under the stone slab. Because the stone plate hit the ground violently, and the stone fog rose. Ye Qiwen couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly. She choked by the fog and didn't forget to call for help: "is there anyone? Come on! Hurry up

Ye Qiwen's face was full of anxiety. Her eyes were looking around. The injured song Zhuochen is not worried at all. Even though his face is very bad, he keeps a faint smile at the moment. She is satisfied to see that ye Qiwen cares about her. Even if he is hit several times, it doesn't matter. With his life for her care, he thought it was worth it.

The agent came in the next few minutes, and she brought in a security team. When the big stone board fell, she only saw Ye Qiwen squatting down with her head in her arms. She felt very bad. She had a premonition that ye Qiwen was in great danger. However, when ye Qiwen was picked up, it was not her who was injured, but another person, which made the agent feel a little uneasy.

Ye Qiwen doesn't care for any explanation. She pushes song Zhuochen to the ambulance. Even if many people are photographing her, she has no time to stop her. She holds song Zhuochen's hand all the time and accompanies him to the ambulance.

"It's OK. It's just a little blood. It's OK." Ye Qiwen looks at Song Zhuochen and comforts her, but her words are more like comforting herself: "no bleeding, it's bone injury, it's serious, bleeding is just skin injury, it's ok..."

Looking at her worried about tears, song Zhuochen felt both happy and distressed. He raised his hand and rubbed Ye Qiwen's face: "don't cry."

It was a good thing for him. If she could worry about him all the time, he would rather lie down like this.

"Sorry..." Ye Qiwen looks down. She doesn't know why song Zhuochen is there, but she must apologize. If it wasn't for saving her, he would not be like this.

Song Zhuochen shook his head and didn't say anything. Now this kind of state is not suitable for speaking love words.

Song Zhuochen was finally sent to the hospital. Before he was pushed into the emergency room, she grabbed the doctor and asked, "doctor, he won't have a big problem, will he?"

"I haven't checked yet. It's hard to say. If it's light, it should be OK to cast a plaster. If it's heavy, it may need amputation." The doctor, wearing a mask, said lightly to Ye Qiwen.

Ye Qiwen's eyes were wide open and empty, slowly and powerlessly repeating the two words in the doctor's mouth: "amputation..."If she really needed an amputation, she would make herself feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"Get rid of you and try to save him." Ye Qiwen's eyes have always been tender, claiming that she will not shed tears, her eyes seem to be full of tears.

No one knows what the injury is like better than song Zhuochen himself. Doctors and nurses pushed him into the emergency room, but he refused to go in.

"Miss penny, how can we help Mr. Song if he doesn't go in?" The doctor took off the mask and went to Ye Qiwen in the waiting area.

Ye Qiwen heard the news, her heart "clattered" and quickly followed the doctor.

"Song Zhuochen, what do you want to do?" Ye Yiwen stoops to stare at the pale song Zhuochen, and looks at him anxiously and angrily.

At such an important moment, song Zhuochen asked a very unimportant question: "Qi Wen, you treat me Do you still have feelings? "

"Are you crazy? That's why you don't go in and ask? " Yeh raised her voice to him.

"It's important to me, maybe I can't go in and out any more... "

"You can't say that!" Ye Qiwen directly blocked his words and could not face such a result.

Song Zhuochen couldn't smile: "give me a reassuring answer."

Ye Yiwen bit her lip. At this time, is she going to tell the truth or cheat him?

She only thought for three seconds and told him the most sincere answer: "I don't know the answer..."

She couldn't tell love from hate.

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