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The black cat patted its tail, using its whole life's acting skills to control every inch of its muscles, forcing it to remain still.

However, in his heart, he was wildly clamoring, wanting to jump down, wanting to get close to Gu Yan, to find out where his body was!

The astute and astute female manager seemed to be stunned for a moment before asking warily, "Why are you asking about this?"

"Heh heh, such a big news. Aren't I curious …"

Luo Bai scratched his head.

Gu Yan subconsciously looked at the poster at the entrance.

The darts that were stabbed into Movie King Xie's handsome face inexplicably made his heart ache, causing the female manager to sound even more alert. "At a time like this, even if you don't like him, don't randomly express your opinions."

Luo Bai was stunned, she did not know whether to laugh or cry, "Sister Gu, who do you think I am? I really do care. "

Gu Yan raised his chin towards the profound entrance.

Who would believe a word he said when he saw the other party's handsome face?

Actually, she wasn't too worried about the grudge between her artists and the movie emperors.

The people in the circle were all smiling. They had seen a lot of stabbing, so they practiced to the point where they didn't panic.

Moreover, the little discontent between Luo Bai and himself could not even be considered to be a "grudge".

Even so, Gu Yan still emphasized her again, "You don't need to worry about this matter.

"Sister Gu, it can't be that you don't know which hospital Movie King Xie is staying in, right?"

However, a certain young actor refused to give in and used a different method to poke his own manager.

Gu Yan's face turned cold, "What, do you want to visit me at the hospital?"

Luo Bai anxiously waved his hand, "Goodbye, if I really go, you will definitely imprison me. Even with his toes, he knew that the hospital was definitely surrounded by reporters. I have no interest in getting close to the heat of Movie King Xie … "

Gu Yan's expression relaxed, and he nodded in satisfaction: "That's right."

Before she could heave a sigh of relief, her artiste couldn't hold back her curiosity anymore, "Then what happened to him now? "I think the news is pretty terrible …"

Seeing his own manager not saying anything, Luo Bai was surprised, "Sister Gu, so you really didn't know?"

"I don't know."

Gu Yan replied reluctantly.

As for which hospital the Movie King Xie was at, it had become an unsolved mystery.

Even the famous Doggy Studio "Starpicker", who claimed that they were not able to detect the news, strangely remained silent.

While sighing at how strict Xie Xuan's team's security measures were, outsiders couldn't help but to make wild guesses about his injuries, such as his illness, disfigurement, and disability.

However, no one knew that the man lying quietly on the sickbed was breathing smoothly. He did not lose an arm or a leg, nor did he "disfigure" his face, as others had guessed.

The characteristics of his life were almost no different from a normal person's.

Except for the fact that he was unconscious.

This state could be described by another word — vegetable.

Outside the quiet single room, a capable, short-haired woman looked tired but she was still trying to smile at the white coat opposite her.

"It's been hard on you, Dr. Joe."

"You're welcome, Miss Ceng. If you need anything, just call me."

On the white mask, a pair of azure blue eyes could be seen.

The doctor, who was obviously of European descent, spoke fluent Chinese.

No one could have guessed that the Movie King Xie who allowed the reporters to rummage through the entire city was not in the capital at all, but in a high-end international recovery centre in the neighboring city.

Apart from the generous environment and the professional medical team, the most commendable thing was the medical center's secrecy measures.

No one would be given personal information about the patient, and no one would be allowed to come in and visit.

To Xie Xuan's manager, Zeng Jiani, this was the most suitable place for her to hide in in the short term.

After chatting a bit with the doctor in charge, the woman turned around and returned to the ward.

"Little Zhang, how is it?"

Just as he closed the door, a skinny young man with messy hair crawled out from under the bed.

The crooked waistcoat with the holes in the jeans looked a bit out of place.

In his hand, there was even a large brush dipped in cinnabar.

"Sis Ceng, I'm sorry …"

"Haven't you found it yet?"

Zeng Jiani pressed his temple tiredly.

Looking at the young man's mournful expression, the accusation at the side of his mouth finally turned into a long sigh, "Look for him slowly …" "I don't blame you …"

To be honest, he might have to thank this young man.

This youth called Zhang Sheng, was the teacher that she had asked to show to her studio with half-belief and half-doubt.

On the night of the tragedy, she had been driving with her master not too far away.

And then, he was reconstructed by this young man with an ordinary appearance to have a view of the world.

After calming himself down, Zeng Jiani shook himself out of his reminiscence and patted Zhang Sheng's shoulder, "Don't be anxious, go eat something first before searching. I have some things to take care of. "

It was also time to release some of the Movie King Xie's news to the media.

In the surveillance footage, the entire nanny car was inserted into the side of the road, its rear end completely caved in!

The accident was not reported to have been caused by the pursuit of a car by private food.

It was just a fuse.

A black car without a license plate silently turned around from the back and crashed into the rear end of the nanny car, resulting in this tragic case.

A sharp glint flashed across Zeng Jiani's eyes.

This was not an accident, it was murder!