The three of them returned to the three-story bungalow of the program group the same way, and the others gathered around and greeted Gu Jiu for a while.

Yan Zhixu pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up the disposable cup, poured a cool white one, and took a sip to relieve his thirst.

She put down the cup in her hand, "Director, Gu Jiu is seriously injured and needs to go to the provincial hospital for vaccination and hospitalization for observation."

When Nan Yuanqi heard this, his face was serious, he picked up his mobile phone and logged on to the official website to book a ticket for tonight.

He beckoned Xin Bai to arrange the vehicle, then put the phone back in his pocket, "Gu Jiu, go pack your luggage and get ready."

Gu Jiu sat on a chair made of solid wood, and the smile on his back stiff face was barely able to sustain.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that filled his heart, and tried to try to save him, "Director, it's okay to be hospitalized. In fact, the injury isn't very serious. I'm not that hypocritical."

Nan Yuanqi's eyes were sharp and domineering, and he swept towards the wounded with gauze wrapped around his legs. His tone was unquestionable and there was no room for negotiation.

The rough wild eyebrows frowned, "I don't want my program team to make news that guests are injured at work, and the director is inhumane and squeezes the guests. You go to the hospital, and new guests will come in later."

"……Yes."

Gu Jiu was silent for a long time. With the help of the staff, he reluctantly stood up and went upstairs to pack his luggage.

Standing in the crowd, Tang Shuan knew that the director had made up his mind, and no one else could shake the decision.

There was a little smile in her eyes, and she turned briskly to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a small bunch of grapes, washed them, and put them on the table.

Greeting cheerfully, "Come here, everyone is frightened today, eat some grapes to suppress the fright."

This late-stage Puxin man is finally leaving, so he doesn't have to face that annoying face all day long.

Today, A Xu flew to save him, but he dared to leave A Xu and run away alone.

Scumbag!

"thanks."

Qin Chu's hands were wrapped around gauze, and the grape picking movement was not very neat. He slowly picked a purple grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste diffuses in the mouth, and the acidity is moderate and not irritating.

The grapes are fresh, hydrated and taste good.

Yan Zhixu picked a grape, chewed it without peeling it, and said in a light tone, "Well, it tastes pretty good."

The guests sat at a table and ate grapes with relish.

He got up and walked to the steps, "You guys eat, I'll see if Gu Jiu needs any help."

One of the big cameramen followed his pace with a camera on his back.

Seeing this, the others glanced at each other, knowing that this is to set up a person in front of the camera, to gain the camera, and to win the audience's love.

Without any distractions in their minds, they continued to bury their heads in eating the grapes on the plate, without getting up to see Gu Jiu's thoughts.

Everyone at the table was chatting and laughing. The atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious. They ate the grapes absent-mindedly, and their eyes were a little dull.

Looking at Rong Cheng, who was sitting together and taking care of Hua Shiying from time to time, ripples appeared in his heart, irritable and sad.

I wanted to speak a few words of ridicule, but I swallowed the words, knowing that I had no position and was not qualified to comment on others.

"..."

Yan Zhixu glanced casually from the corner of his eyes, and saw Zhong Qing staring blankly at Rong Cheng and Hua Shiying, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

She ate the grapes for a while, her eyes overflowing with clarity, but she didn't pierce this little thought.