Feng Jing originally stood with Xingxin, the original and screenwriter, to discuss the next scene. The shooting on the mountain is hard, but fortunately, I have been with the group. This is a good opportunity for Feng Jing to communicate, because many things must be the author's best knowledge.
Fortunately, I told him a lot of my own ideas and gave my own suggestions on the performance. The two talked very enthusiastically until the staff carried the props and started to re-set. Feng Jing gave way to the side subconsciously, but he slipped on this foot, but fortunately he didn't hold it.
After the staff shouted that Feng Jing fell, the whole crew was shaking. Several staff members followed Michelle and rushed down quickly. Feng Jing didn't fall far, but he didn't know what happened to his head. The back of his head was full of blood, and he had fallen into a coma. The director hurriedly called for an ambulance, coordinating and greeted people to bring the medicine kit to help Feng Jing deal with the wound urgently.
The whole set was messed up into a pot of porridge.
In the past few days when Feng Jing was filming on the mountain, Qin Fan would go personally, because it was raining today and he came a little later. While still on the road, I received a call from Michelle, and I almost cried when I heard the voice: "Dong Qin, Mr. Feng was injured on the mountain."
Qin Fan was stunned for a moment. Out of doubts about Fengjing's character, his first reaction was unbelief: "This operation has been used by Meng Xingchuan last time. What do you want to do this time?"
"No, Mr. Feng really fell." Michelle said this, and finally cried out with a "wow", "It's bleeding a lot, the director has called an ambulance."
Qin Fan frowned, because he had heard the roar of Director Xie on the other end of the phone. He stabilized his mind and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom: "How is his situation now?"
"The crew helped him deal with the wound, but the blood still didn't stop completely, and he was still fainted... Sorry Qin Dong, I didn't take care of Mr. Feng." Michelle burst into tears.
Qin Fan pressed the corner of his mouth and said impatiently, "What's the use of crying now? I'll be here soon. How long will the ambulance take?"
"Yes, it should be fast, but the road on the mountain is not easy, and we dare not move Mr. Feng casually."
"Okay, I see." Qin Fan hung up and called Feng Ping's name in the contact.
The ambulance came faster than expected, and it almost arrived at the scene with Qin Fan. Because the shooting location was closed to traffic, the medical staff had to use a stretcher to lift Feng Jing down first, and then put him into the ambulance.
Qin Fan greeted the crew and told them not to tell the story, but he knew that it was useless. With so many people in the crew, just say anything, and the people of the whole country will know it right away. But Feng Jing's injury is unknown, and he doesn't have the energy to manage these now.
When Feng Jing was taken to the hospital by ambulance, Jiang Ran just handed the ring to the bride and groom.
There was thunderous applause at the wedding. After the bride and groom exchanged the rings, Du Xiaoyou was ready to throw the bouquet. This throwing bouquet is also very particular, usually the bride will deliberately throw it to her bridesmaid. Jiang Ran stood with another bridesmaid, and after receiving the cue from her eyes, they all subconsciously concentrated.
The beautiful bouquet drew a parabola in the air, and the unmarried girls on the scene screamed and rushed in the direction where it fell. Jiang Ran is wearing high heels today, and his agility has dropped by at least ten points, and he can only move with the flow of people. I don't know if Du Xiaoyou threw it too accurately, or if she was lucky enough to be so crowded, the bouquet still fell impartially in her arms.
There was another cheering on the scene, Jiang Ran held the bouquet and waved to his friends, then walked back to his position. Taking out the phone from her clutch, she smiled and sent a message to Feng Jing: "I received the bride's bouquet, hahahaha!"
Jiang Ran: [Picture] Isn’t it pretty~
Feng Jing never responded to her, and she didn't care, because he had told her before that the signal on the mountain was not good.
Yan Huanhuan also went to grab the bouquet just now, even though he didn't grab it, it is still okay to use Jiang Ran's bouquet to send a circle of friends. She happily took a picture, posted it on her Moments, and posted it on Weibo.
Yan Huanhuan said before that Feng Jing might be a hot search this year. No, as soon as you posted on Weibo, Feng Jing's name was lying in the search bar. After carefully seeing what the typesetting was, she called out "Ah!"
The people at the entire table turned to look at her.
Yan Huanhuan couldn't pay attention to the surprised gazes of the people around him, and took the hand of Jiang Ran next to him, and handed the phone over: "Feng Jing was injured during filming!"
Jiang Ran's heart twitched, and his eyes quickly fell on the row of small prints.
Feng Jing was injured and hospitalized.
Yan Huanhuan has already clicked into the topic, and many major media have posted this, and some even included pictures, showing Feng Jing lying on a stretcher and being carried down the mountain by medical staff.
He was covered with a thick down jacket, only a small face was exposed, and his skin was completely white and bloodless.
"At present, Feng Jing has been taken to the hospital, and his injuries are temporarily unknown."
Jiang Ran's head was blank for two seconds, then he picked up his mobile phone and ran out. She didn't change her clothes, or even took off the difficult high heels, and rushed out of the wedding scene.
"Jiang Ran, where are you going!" Yan Huanhuan was also anxious. She carried her bag, and held Jiang Ran's bag and coat, and chased it out. When I ran to the intersection, I happened to see Jiang Ran, who was dressed in gifts, getting in a taxi.
"Jiang Ran!" Yan Huanhuan shouted, but still failed to stop the taxi from driving away. She took a few breaths on the spot and dialed Jiang Ran.
Busy.
… MD, what the hell is going on!
Jiang Ran was calling Feng Jing all the way, but the phone was turned off all the time. This call was the only connection between them. If it was broken, she didn't know how to find him.
When the taxi master saw her running out of the wedding scene wearing a gown, he thought she had escaped the marriage. He heard that she was going to the central hospital, and he was a little confused: "Girl, what's the matter with you?"
"My friend is in the hospital." Jiang Ran hung up the phone and dialed out again, still shutting down. She couldn't get through the phone all the time, and she became more and more anxious. Seeing that her eyes were red, the master reassured her repeatedly: "Don't worry, the road conditions are good now. It won't take much time to get to the central hospital. Your friend will definitely be fine."
Not long after he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.
The closer you are to the central hospital, the more cars there will be, just like any exhibition in front of you. "What's wrong? Normally, this section is not blocked at this time."
As if responding to his doubts, a man's voice came from the intercom on the car.
"I heard that a star is hospitalized. Now media fans are rushing to the hospital. Traffic jams are starting near the central hospital. Don't drive there if you have nothing to do."
The driver suddenly said, "Well, I said, these media and fans have nothing to do with their meals, so they're all messed up."
Jiang Ran's hand squeezed the phone tighter. She was about to make another call when an unfamiliar number lit up on the screen.
She had never seen this number, but her intuition might be related to Feng Jing, and she immediately picked it up: "Hello."
"Hello, is this Miss Jiang Ran? I'm Feng Jing's mother."
Jiang Ran remembered this voice. She straightened up suddenly: "It's me, auntie."
"Do you know about Feng Jing's hospitalization?"
"I see, I'm on my way to the hospital."
Feng Jing's mother paused and asked her: "Where have you been?"
"I'll be there a few intersections, but there is a traffic jam now."
"Well, the outside of the hospital is full of media right now. You may not be able to come in later. I will ask someone to pick you up. Do you remember the driver who drove you home last time?"
Jiang Ran thought for a while and said, "Uncle Zhou?"
"Yes, I will let him pick you up outside, and you will follow him when the time comes."
"Okay, how is Feng Jing now?"
"Surgery is still in progress, don't worry."
"Ok."
The driver thinks the name Feng Jing is very familiar. Could it be that the friend that the little girl talked about was the big star who was in the hospital? He couldn't help but look at Jiang Ran more.
After arriving at the hospital, Jiang Ran realized that she hadn't taken her wallet. Fortunately, online payment is now convenient. She directly uses Alipay to transfer the fare to the driver.
The car did not stop at the entrance of the hospital because the entrance of the hospital was full of cars. Countless people holding cameras and video cameras blocked the entrance of the hospital. There were still a lot of little girls squeezed into them. They were all Feng Jing fans who came to hear the news. They were stopped outside by the hospital security guards along with the reporters.
Jiang Ran's dress is very conspicuous, and many people on the side of the road are looking at her curiously-this person might have escaped marriage to see the actor!
Jiang Ran didn't care about them, only searching for the figure of Uncle Zhou in the crowd. I didn't feel it in the car just now. Now when I got out of the car, the cold air directly touched her skin, causing her to get goose bumps immediately. She rubbed her arms with her hands, and saw a middle-aged man approaching her quickly.
"Miss Jiang, hello." The man was very polite. Seeing that she was too cold, he took off his coat and put it on her.
"thanks."
Uncle Zhou smiled and motioned for her to follow herself: "Miss Jiang, here."
He led Jiang Ran through the emergency passage of the hospital, but did not encounter many people along the way. It's just that some reporters also tried to get in from the emergency channel, but they were blocked by security guards with a torch-eyed look.
Outside the operating room, Feng Jing's mother and sister were there, and there were several men whom Jiang Ran didn't know. When Qin Fan saw Jiang Ran, his eyes narrowed slightly.
It was only a few days before he heard that Feng Jing had already brought this girlfriend to meet the parents. Although he had never asked Feng Jing's girlfriend about it, is his agent out of space
"Auntie." When Jiang Ran saw Feng Jing's mother, he speeded up and walked up, "How is Feng Jing? Is he seriously injured?"
"I bumped my head and was in a coma when I was sent to the hospital." Mama Feng patted her hand gently, "Don't worry too much. Feng Jing has always been in good health, so she should be fine. ."
"Well, there will be nothing wrong." Jiang Ran prayed silently in his heart.
"By the way, let me introduce you. This is Feng Jing's cousin Feng Ping, and these two are Feng Jing's agents and assistants."
Jiang Ran followed her mother Feng's hand and looked at the three men on the opposite side one by one. She had only heard of the name Feng Ping in the previous "Battering Incident". He himself looked very unsmiling, his eyes like falcons seemed to tremble at each other. The agent Qin Fan has heard Feng Jing say many times, and now she sees the deity as much as she imagined—a vigorous and resolute elite. Assistant... Seems to have seen it in Zhenshui Township.
"Hello, Miss Jiang." Qin Fan actively asked Jiang Ran, "Feng Jing's cell phone has been turned off. It was only when I turned it on that you made so many calls. If it is convenient, you can call me and Michelle Save your number, and you can contact us if you have any urgent matters in the future."
"Okay, thank you." Because she didn't bring her bag, Jiang Ran's mobile phone was always in her hand. After she saved Qin Fan's and Michele's numbers, she also saved Feng Jing's mother's phone number.
Feng Ya's legs were not ready yet, she jumped over to Jiang Ran and asked her: "Did you have this dress from the wedding?"
Jiang Ran nodded: "Well, today my friend gets married, please be my bridesmaid."
"Oh." Feng Ya thought, this girl is so good, she rushed to the hospital without taking her clothes and bags. Alas, I just hope that Feng Jing is fine.
Waiting for the operation is a long and difficult process, and everyone is quieter than usual. After a while, there was a loud noise from the corridor in front of him. Uncle Zhou went and took a look. It was the reporter they met when they came up just now. He didn't know what method he used to get here.
Although he passed the security guard, Feng Ping came with his bodyguard, and the reporter was quickly stopped. These bodyguards looked much taller than the hospital security guards, and they looked more dignified, and the reporter was still a little scared. Thinking that she had secretly taken two photos just now, she walked away very wittily.
"How is it, did you take anything?" Seeing her come out when the figure was outside, I couldn't wait to get close. The reporter shook his head and sighed: "Feng's family brought bodyguards. I dare not rush."
"Then we spent so much effort, isn't it a waste of work!"
"No." The reporter smiled slyly, and said to the photographer, "Remember the woman we met in the emergency room just now?"
The photographer thought for a while and asked her: "That woman in a dress?"
"Yes, the driver who led her in was Fengjia. I just saw it upstairs. She was also waiting for news outside the operating room."
The photographer didn't quite understand what she meant: "So what?"
"Hi, so you can only be a photographer! Can you not see such a big gossip! Although we haven't heard about Feng Jing, this woman is probably Feng Jing's secret girlfriend!"
"..." He also admired the brain circuits of these reporters at the 18th Bend Mountain Road, "What if it's not?"
"Who cares if she is right? I said yes!" They gossip reporters, but they have never done anything like morality, as long as they can get eyeballs.
Holding the camera like holding a baby, she decided to "write" at the company first: "You stay here, let me know if there is any news, I'm going to write a manuscript!"
So in the overwhelming reports of "Feng Jing was injured in a coma," the news that "Feng Jing's girlfriend appeared in the hospital" abruptly smashed a bloody path and gained the most attention.
The person at the center of the topic, Feng Yingdi, was slowly yawning and opened his eyes.
Ok? He blinked again, making sure he was right.
This is really Jiang Ran's home.
He turned his head and looked at the sunny day outside, yes it was during the day.
……
what's the situation! Why does he turn into two yellows during the day!
Feng Jing became anxious all at once. If he turns into two yellows during the day, then two yellows... No, no, don't think about it anymore.
He went around in the living room a few times, forced himself to calm down, and then remembered an important thing.
He remembered that he fell on the set.
He also quickly recalled the dull pain of hitting a hard object on the back of his head. The warm blood slid down his neck into the collar, and his eyes went dark.
Feng Jing's heart tightened. Could it be that he is dead? Then the soul was attached to Erhuang's body, this time forever.
…
calm down.
He took a deep breath, then circled the living room a few times, his heart finally beating not so fast.
He must figure out what the situation is now.
He first looked at the wall clock in the living room. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon. He remembers that when he fell, it should be around ten thirty. When the rain stopped, the director called for preparation. No, no, maybe this is not the same day at all!
He looked around the house anxiously, but did not find Jiang Ran, and barked twice helplessly.
Jiang Ran is not at home, he is a dog now, how do he know the news from the outside world? His gaze swept across Jiang Ran's laptop on the table, and one jumped up.
The computer was turned on, and he poked the power source easily with his paw. After turning on the music, he glanced at the date in the lower right corner of the computer. December 9th, fortunately, was the same day. Putting his paw on the mouse, he clicked on the browser and found the Weibo entrance.
Jiang Ran's Weibo is automatically logged in, and Jiang Ran's homepage is once he enters.
Before he boarded Weibo, he had been thinking about how to flexibly type the word "Feng Jing" with the dog's paws. After waiting for someone's Weibo, he found out that he didn't need to type it at all! News related to him is everywhere on Weibo!
He glanced quickly, and the news said that he was in a coma in the hospital and his injuries were unknown. Phew, that means he is not dead yet. He just relieved himself when he saw another piece of hot news.
Feng Jing's girlfriend appeared in the hospital.
His dog frowned sharply. The "girlfriend" in the photo is indeed Jiang Ran. Although the reporter only photographed a back and a half profile, he could still tell at a glance.
She was wearing a dress, the bridesmaid dress she sent him that day... He remembered that it was indeed her friend's wedding today. Did she come directly from the wedding? Jiang Ran in the photo was a little embarrassed. He did not have the original shape after doing a good job. The flowers on his head were also crooked. He wore a dark men's coat, which looked familiar, like Uncle Zhou's.
Is she in the hospital now
Feng Jing couldn't bear it when he thought that the reporter would hold up the microphone and camera and ask Jiang Ran as he would usually ask himself. Obviously told her that she would do everything to protect her, but now she was exposed to others at the worst time.
He is going to the hospital to find her.
Even if he becomes a dog, he has to protect her.
Feng Jing didn't turn off the computer, so he jumped out of the chair and ran out. When he reached the door, he greeted the first problem-how to open the door
The door lock of Jiang Ran's house is not complicated, and his dog's paw should still be able to open, but the height is not enough. He yelled and turned around in place a few times, his eyes fixed on a small stool in the living room.
Standing on this stool, you should be able to reach the doorknob. Using his head and limbs together, he moved the stool to the door, and the harsh mopping sound made him think that downstairs might come up and pat his door.
Fortunately, no.
After moving the stool to his ideal position, Feng Jing jumped up vigorously, propped up his body with two hind legs, one front grasped on the door, and one front paw gripped the doorknob to open the door vigorously.
With a "click", it was beautiful and pleasing to the ear.
After Feng Jing went out, he didn't forget to bring him to the door.
A neighbor took the elevator down, and Feng Jing rushed into the elevator with a vigorous step before the elevator door closed.
neighbour:"… "
Seeing the dog squatting next to him, the neighbor stopped moving for a while. He knows this dog, and he usually takes it for a walk by its owner. Why is it alone today... A dog, go for a walk
The elevator went down to the first floor in weird silence. After Feng Jing waited for the door to open, he rushed out quickly.
Jiang Ran's home is still a little far away from the central hospital, but he can only run to it on four legs-he has seriously thought about whether the taxi driver will stop if he goes out to take a taxi.
The conclusion is no.
The road is far away, but fortunately he still knows how to go. It may be that he was too charming when he was running, and when he stopped at the crossing and waited for the traffic lights, someone finally couldn't help but talk to him.
"Hi, Xiao Huang, you are so handsome."
"..." Feng Jing turned his head and took a look, and found that it was not a person who accosted him, but... a beautiful Teddy.
……
He was messed up in the wind again.
He comforted himself in his heart. It was an illusion that he was too anxious. The Teddy with a bow said again: "Xiao Huang, where do you live? Have a chance to go out together."
Feng Jing: "..."
Oh no, wait, why is this red light so long.
"Why do not you speak?"
"..." Feng Jing finally replied, "I am not Xiao Huang."
"Oh? Normally your Chinese pastoral dogs are called XX Huang? I am not the same. My owner named me LILI in English."
Feng Jing: "..."
Although the troughs usually attack, he is more concerned about: "Can you understand what I am saying?"
He was sure he just barked twice.
The beautiful Teddy looked at him pretending to be surprised: "Is this weird?"
Feng Jing: "..."
Yes, it's very strange.
He felt that the world was messed up.