Because of the special situation, Ling Jiao got into Fu Shiqin's car after hesitating for a few seconds.
Fu Shiqin drove without saying a word along the way, and drove several people to the hospital where He Chi was.
When he got out of the car, he took off his jacket and handed it to Ling Jiao, who was getting off the bus.
Ling Jiao glanced at it, but did not reach out to pick it up.
"No thanks."
"Are you sure you want to go in like this?" Fu Shiqin looked at her outfit. Because of the need for filming, the top was almost see-through, and the skirt below reached her thighs.
Entering the hospital like this will undoubtedly become the object of collective attention, not to mention that she is a star.
The agent supported Yang Shasha and said, "Put it on, it will be troublesome if someone shoots it."
She is now shooting the outfit, and the style is a little bolder, obviously not for everyday wear.
Only then did Ling Jiao realize that he was wearing a photo shoot, so he took his coat and put it on his body, and helped Yang Shasha with his manager to find the elevator upstairs.
He Chi was called by Fu Shiqin to treat Yang Shasha's wound, and Fu Shiqin stood aside and asked casually.
"How could anyone get hurt?"
"A pillar in the shooting scene suddenly fell unstable. Fortunately, Xiao Yang pushed Ling Jiao away in time, otherwise it would be her who was injured." The agent said with lingering fears.
Fu Shiqin glanced at Ling Jiao and said to the agent.
"Sorry, the people below are too careless."
"We're nothing, it's Xiao Yang's injury..." The manager looked at Ling Shasha's blood-stained sleeves, a little nervous.
This little girl is also going to debut as an artist. If this injury leaves a scar or something, it will hurt others.
After He Chi sutured the gadolinium tie, he took off his gloves and said.
"It's not a big problem. With my suture technique, the scar won't be left."
"That's great." Ling Jiao's manager breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Jiao looked at the injured Yang Shasha with guilt, "I'm sorry, I hurt you."
"It doesn't matter, it's better for me to be injured than you. If you are injured, I will feel more heartache than my own injury." Yang Shasha raised a smile, as if to prevent the other party from being relieved.
Ling Jiao was sincerely grateful, "Thank you very much."
After my grandfather passed away, I have never met anyone who went out to protect her so much.
On the other hand, she was still a little girl younger than her.
Fu Shiqin was very uncomfortable standing aside, a little regretful that he had passed one step late. Such a hero saving beauty was preempted.
Moreover, let a girl take the lead.
Ling Jiao comforted Yang Shasha a few words, and thanked Fu Shiqin politely.
"Mr. Fu, thank you for sending us here."
Fu... sir
Fu Shiqin's mouth twitched, and he replied calmly.
"No need to."
He Chi glanced at Ling Jiao, and then glanced at poor Fu Xiaoer. The scene of the ex meeting was stranger than the first time they met.
Ling Jiao glanced at the agent and said.
"Arrange someone to come and pick us up."
The agent was stunned for two seconds, looked at the time and said.
"No one's there now. We have to arrange for someone to drive over from the company. It is estimated that we will have to wait for more than an hour. Otherwise... I will trouble Fu Ershao again."
Ling Jiao said, "Then take a taxi."
Fu Shiqin was so angry that he said directly.
"Then pay me the fare, and I'll take a ride."
He Chi, heh, he drove a Maybach Landaulet worth tens of millions to hitch a ride, and he didn't want to chase the girl's face.
The agent obviously assisted Fu Shiqin, so he said.
"Then why don't... Or take Fu Ershao's car back?"