There was a fire at Tianbei Hospital, and in less than an hour, news broke out on the Internet.
At 9:20, there were seven missed calls on Shi Jin's phone, all of which were from Jiang Jiusheng, and he dialed back immediately.
After only one ring, Jiang Jiusheng answered, "Why don't you answer the phone!"
His tone was urgent and sullen.
Shi Jin stood by the car door, covered the receiver of the mobile phone with his hand, blocking out the noise on the road: "What's wrong?"
"You scared me to death." Her tone was full of lingering fear, like a sudden release of tense nerves, and her voice trembled slightly.
Shi Jin lowered his voice and comforted him: "No hurry, Shengsheng, just speak slowly."
She slowed down and regained her calm: "There's a fire in the hospital, and you can't get through the phone. I'm afraid something will happen to you."
Shi Jin was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her lips twitched lightly, and the joy she missed could not be concealed in her tone: "I just left my phone in the car, so I didn't hear it."
There was a lot of traffic, and there was a vague and noisy voice on the phone.
"Are you outside?" Jiang Jiusheng asked.
Shi Jin replied, "Well, I'm picking up someone."
"Pick up who?"
He thought for a while: "Little brother-in-law."
Jiang Jiusheng was stunned: "..."
At this time, the boy beside the car came over, carrying a big travel bag, and said to Shi Jin, "I'll take it."
The speaking speed is very slow, and the speech is dull and mechanical. It is Jiang Jinyu.
Shi Jin hesitated for a moment, then handed him the phone.
Jiang Jinyu turned his back, his speech was still very slow, but he was no longer lifeless, with a little inaudible joy: "Sister, it's me, Jinyu."
Jiang Jiusheng was obviously shocked: "Where are you?"
He replied: "Jiangbei Airport."
"Are you alone?"
"Well," Jiang Jinyu added after a few seconds, "Come to find you."
The answer was very short, he was not used to speaking a lot, he almost stuttered every word, but the expression was very clear.
Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help but lower his tone: "Are you feeling unwell?"
He has a mild social phobia and is afraid of crowds.
Going out alone is too foolish.
When the boy replied, he was very obedient: "No." He paused, a little embarrassed, and said, "I got lost." His head was covered with sweat, and his eyes were still red.
Lied.
He is still afraid of crowds, especially uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but he can't let his sister worry.
Jiang Jiusheng asked again: "Why didn't you call me?" Instead, Shi Jin called.
Jiang Jinyu thought for a while: "Brother-in-law," he glanced at Shi Jin, and said one word, "Idle."
Shi Jin: "..."
He had surgery all morning and found several doctors to replace him.
idle
Grumpy, trying to screw people's heads.
After getting in the car, Shi Jin put on a bluetooth headset, and while driving, he talked to Jiang Jiusheng about Jiang Jinyu's accommodation.
She wanted Jiang Jinyu to go to Yujing Yinwan and live with her.
Shi Jin wanted to twist people's heads even more, but without thinking about it, he refused: "No."
Jiang Jiusheng tried to negotiate: "Shi Jin—"
He interrupted without explanation: "Stay in a hotel."
Jiang Jiusheng was silent for a while, without arguing, he stated calmly: "Then I will stay in the hotel with Jinyu."
Shi Jin said firmly, "No."
What he meant was very clear, no interference is allowed in the world of two people, there is already one Jiang Bomei who gets in the way every day, how can he tolerate the second one getting in the way.
Normally, Jiang Jiusheng basically responded to Shi Jin's requests, but this time, there was an exception: "Jin Yu has autism, so he can't be left alone."
Shi Jin raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror.
In the back seat, the young man who was sitting upright was glaring at him very viciously, with an expression of wanting to snatch the phone away.
Shi Jin stared at the thin light in his eyes: "Shengsheng, your brother is not an ordinary autistic." At least, he has a very high IQ, no language barriers, no cognitive errors, just unwilling to communicate.
Shi Jin was sure that it was the acquired environment that caused him to close himself, and he didn't have any ability defects.
Jiang Jiusheng's tone softened, and she gave up the argument: "If you don't let him live with us," she said calmly, "Shi Jin, then you can live by yourself."
"..."
Can't compete with her, afraid that she will be unhappy, afraid that she will be angry.
Shi Jin was silent for a few seconds, his eyes sank, the tip of his tongue pressed against his back molars, and there was a shadow between his brows: "I'll listen to you."
The young man in the back seat curled his lips and looked proud.
Shi Jin felt that his family's Shengsheng might have forgotten that he was the one who was mentally ill and didn't indulge him. Along the way, he was very irritable, the car drove very fast, and he didn't say a word to the boy in the back seat, and the air pressure in the whole car was abnormally low.
It was already evening when Jiang Jiusheng returned to Yujing Yinwan. When she opened the door, the room was dark and the lights were not turned on. If it had been in the past, Shi Jin would have come over to help her get the shoes and kiss her, and Jiang Bomei would follow behind. Shaking his head and tail.
However, nothing happened today.
Jiang Jiusheng turned on the light in the living room, and saw Shi Jin sitting on the sofa with a cold face, and Bomei lying far away, trembling, and opposite the sofa, the boy was sitting upright, and when he heard the voice, he immediately turned around and smiled at her laugh.
Jiang Jiusheng called Jiang Jinyu, he stood up, and obediently went to her side, Jiang Bomei also wagged his tail and barked twice excitedly at her.
However, Shi Jin remained motionless, the shadow between his brows lingering.
It was rare that the good-tempered Shi Jin had a temper with her, completely disregarding the usual manners of a gentleman.
Jiang Jiusheng was funny, and walked over: "What's wrong?"
Not as gentle and patient as usual, Shi Jin's words contained accusations: "Your brother has very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder."
Only then did Jiang Jiusheng notice that the furnishings at home had not been moved.
"I don't have any." While speaking, Jiang Jinyu walked to the entrance, put the shoes she had just changed into the shoe cabinet, and arranged them neatly, from big to small.
Jiang Jiusheng: "..."
She checked some information, and some autistic patients have other symptoms in addition to social and language barriers, such as repeating one thing, such as focusing on something, such as hyperactivity, such as obsession.
Jiang Jiusheng deliberately changed the subject and asked Jiang Jinyu, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
He seemed to be in a good mood and answered quickly: "Fish."
Jiang Bomei also barked, as if she liked Jinyu very much, and circled around him, shaking her head and tail very excitedly.
Jiang Jiusheng smiled, leaned over, and took Shi Jin's hand: "Go to the supermarket and buy fish."
The gloom in his eyes dissipated a bit, he got up and hugged Jiang Jiusheng, helped her carry the bag, looked up at Jiang Jinyu, and ordered in his tone: "Don't move that bookcase."
The built-in bookcase in the living room is basically filled with Shi Jin's books, arranged in alphabetical order. Jiang Jinyu stared at the bookcase eight times since he entered the room.
Shi Jin understands psychology and knows what he wants to do.
Because there were many people outside, Jiang Jinyu and Bomei stayed at home, Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng out, half an hour later, the two returned from the supermarket, and the books in that bookcase—
Sure enough, they were all rearranged, arranged in order according to the size of the book, from small to large.
The corners of Shi Jin's lips were drawn into a stiff line, his brows were furrowed, his eyes darkened and heaved up and down, he suppressed his emotions: "I clearly said not to touch that bookcase."
Sitting in the hanging basket chair, Jiang Jinyu lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry." The boy showed no expression, "I can't hold back."
Shi Jin: "..."
Shengsheng's younger brother can't fight.
He threw down the shopping bag in his hand: "Shengsheng, I don't want to cook today."
Jiang Jiusheng was taken aback.
For the first time, when her family was always a gentleman, the doctor actually played with his temper. Obviously, Shi Jin and Jin Yu's auras clashed.
Jiang Jiusheng felt that he could no longer provoke Shi Jin: "Then I will do it."
She picked up the shopping bag and went to the kitchen.
In less than three minutes, Shi Jin went to the kitchen, took off the apron she had just tied, and said with a gloomy face, "Go out."
Jiang Jiusheng laughed dumbfounded, walked out without saying anything, but just as she stepped out, Shi Jin grabbed her again.
He hugged her with one arm, and his voice was suppressed, low, with an unbearable dullness: "I'm not in a good mood, you coax me, I'm afraid I will lose my temper if I can't control it."
He was not joking, he was very anxious and wanted to smash things, a Jiang Jinyu distracted her too much attention, he couldn't stand it, he became crazy, the beast in his heart was always gnawing at his patience and reason.
Almost an order: "Shengsheng, kiss me."
Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything, just as he wished, he hooked his neck and brought his lips closer.
Shi Jin directly pressed her against the cabinet.
The next day, the sun was rising, and the sun in early spring was a faint warm color. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the ground was orange.
Wen Shuning raised his head and put down the coffee in his hand: "You are finally willing to come to see me."
Lin Anzhi stood by the door, separated by a long distance, his eyes were clean, without any opening remarks, he said: "I will stop filming, all commercial and script contracts will be terminated, and I will invite a lawyer to talk to you about compensation. "
Every word is heard, without any hesitation.
The smile on Wen Shuning's face froze immediately: "What do you mean?"
They are far away, their gazes are facing each other, as if they are separated by mountains and rivers, they are very indifferent and cold, and he speaks emphatically: "I will follow you in the future." In his cold eyes, there are bits and pieces of fire. Stiff, "It has nothing to do with your Wen family."
Ah.
He's here to draw the line.
Wen Shuning sneered, and said unhurriedly: "I don't want the star journey? I don't want the glory of the Wen family either?" Seemed to be amused, and mocked, "Just for a Mo Bing?"
He didn't explain a word, and his eyes were determined: "If you have any dissatisfaction, come to me." His eyes were stern, full of desperate courage, "Don't touch Mo Bing, I will fight you desperately."
In those eyes, there was a murderous look, a monstrous hatred, and a ruthless desire to destroy the world.
It's just Mo Bing, he doesn't want his life.
"Lin Anzhi!" Her tone was full of resentment, anger that would not let go.
Lin Anzhi ignored it, turned around and left.
Wen Shuning stood up abruptly, with angry eyes, and shouted at Lin Anzhi's back: "Don't even think about it! Don't even think about provoking me and retreating unscathed. I don't agree! I don't agree!"
Without looking back, he walked out of the office.
"Boom—"
The coffee cup hit the ground so hard that she broke down and screamed.
She had done so much, but she still couldn't keep him. Even, he never looked at her directly, even with a single glance. From the beginning to the end, it was her wishful thinking that led to a crazy one-man show.
She has jumped into the abyss, how can they be alone.
She sat down, trembling her hands, and dialed the internal line: "Send the item to Reporter Liu of Tianyu Daily."
"Okay, Mr. Wen."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Shuning leaned on the boss's chair, looked at the dazzling light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, her eyes were red, she smiled, if you can't love her, then hate her, in short, I want him to remember her forever...
The sun was just right, the eyes were slightly scorching, and the wind was blowing towards the face, and there was a faint coolness wrapped in the slight warmth.
Lin Anzhi held the steering wheel with one hand and pressed Mo Bing's number.
"Anzhi."
The corner of his lips curled up: "What are you doing?"
Mo Bing seemed to be in a good mood, and said in a relaxed tone, "Discharge from the hospital."
Lin Anzhi frowned slightly: "Don't leave the hospital, I don't worry about you and the baby."
She smiled and said lazily, "We are all fine. We have accumulated a lot from work, so we can't waste it in the hospital anymore."
He thought for a moment and suggested: "Can't you take maternity leave early?"
"The baby is only two months old, how can someone take maternity leave so early." Mo Bing joked, "I still need to earn money for milk powder."
Lin Anzhi took it seriously, and said in a very serious tone, "I will support you."
Mo Bing laughed softly, teasing: "Mr. Lin, you seem to have lost your job."
He paused: "Then you can support me."
She is as good as a stream: "Okay."
He did lose his job.
It is estimated that he will announce his retirement tomorrow. They have agreed, he will quit Warner, and he can do whatever he wants, as long as he stays away from Wen's house. Mo Bing wants him to be behind the scenes, but his plan is very simple, as long as he stays in the same place, it doesn't matter what he does, it's best to be a freelancer, and he can follow Mo Bing everywhere, and he doesn't want to never see each other. He even considered becoming Jiang Jiusheng's assistant. In that case, he would be able to see Mo Bing almost every day.
Of course, Mo Bing vetoed this proposal, which sounded bold and casual.
Lin Anzhi increased the speed of the car: "I'll go pick you up, wait for me."
"good."
They all made an appointment, and spent one night thinking about what happened to the loess and bones in the future, but they still couldn't beat the unpredictable.
Before Mo Bing could wait for Lin Anzhi, the reporter came first and surrounded the entire gate of Tianbei Hospital, like a pack of wolves waiting for a rabbit. When they saw her, they rushed towards her frantically, with excited fire in their eyes, like To devour her alive.
Mo Bing didn't even have time to back away, and his back was cut off, and a pair of pushing hands holding pickup microphones stretched out towards her, pressing on her step by step.
"Miss Mo Bing, when did you start dating Lin Yingdi?"
"Do you know that Film Emperor Lin has a girlfriend?"
"Do you have anything to explain about the report that you are a third party?"
She couldn't say a word, but the camera equipment was getting closer and closer, her head was a little dizzy, and there were chattering questions in her ears, and the mouths that didn't allow her to explain at all were aggressive like bloody mouths.
"When did you start meddling in their feelings?"
"Does Warner's Mr. Wen know about your relationship with Film King Lin?"
"You have been hospitalized for so long, what's the problem? Are you pregnant?"
"..."
She was on the verge of falling, with ringing in her ears and throbbing pain in her abdomen. She clutched her belly, staggered a few steps, and fell limply to the ground.
After a moment of astonishment, the besieging crowd rioted, pushing and crowding each other, trying their best to get closer to Mo Bing who was unconscious on the ground. The surrounding media wanted to rush forward and get first-hand information.
The pushing was hard, someone tripped first, and then the whole scene got out of control, trampled, crowded, and there were waves of clamor and questioning.
The people on the ground murmured softly.
help me…
The two weak people were annihilated in the noisy noise.
The wheels scraped across the ground at high speed, causing indentations all the way. The black Bentley stopped at the entrance of the hospital. The people in the car got out of the car in a panic and ran over like crazy.
"Mo Bing!"
It was Lin Anzhi.
After all, he came a step late, Jiang Jiusheng held him back, his eyes were full of cold stars: "You can't go over."
His shoulders trembled violently, he retracted his feet, squatted down slowly, and punched the ground, the back of his hand was immediately dripping with blood.
Jiang Jiusheng directly took off the mask and ran over without any delay. She directly used the most brutal method, kicking the surrounding people away with a roundabout kick: "Get the fuck out of here!"
The camera turned around, and pairs of eager pupils looked back.
It was Jiang Jiusheng.
She has always been calm, like an irritated lion, her fists are wrapped in a coat, if she can't push the crowd away, she will do it directly, and she is so manic, she forcibly makes a way in the crowded and pushing crowd.
When she saw Mo Bing on the ground, her face darkened, and she yelled at Yu Wen: "Take pictures of all their faces. If something happens to Mo Bing, I will not let any of them go."
Yuwen Chong, who was one step behind her, ordered the accompanying secretary to say a word, and hit people with his fists.
Oh shit.
Damn it!
The scene was extremely chaotic, and the sound of cursing and arguing was deafening.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't care too much, and helped Mo Bing up: "Mo Bing, Mo Bing."
There was no response after calling a few times, Mo Bing curled up with his stomach in his arms, his face was as white as paper. Jiang Jiusheng immediately picked her up, only then did he see a small puddle of bright red blood on the ground.
Jiang Jiusheng panicked, and shouted at Yuwen Chong: "Call the doctor, call the doctor!"
Yuwen charged and ran into the hospital hall.
"Sheng Sheng,"
Mo Bing opened her eyes, her gaze was bleak, she raised her hand, with blood on her fingertips, and grabbed Jiang Jiusheng's sleeve: "Help me..."
Jiang Jiusheng nodded vigorously, covered Mo Bing with her coat, hugged her, and her eyes were red with anger: "No shooting!" She hugged Mo Bing and squeezed out with difficulty, "Go away! You all go away! "
The reporter not only refused to move away, but also approached to take pictures, chattering endlessly, all questioning and condemning.
They keep saying that they are trying to restore the truth, but they are doing the most conscience-destroying activities. There is only greed, joy and desire in their eyes.
Scum!
Jiang Jiusheng kicked the nearest camera, and before the middle-aged reporter made trouble, she called out to Yuwen Chongchong's accompanying secretary in a high-pitched voice: "Mingyu, take their cameras, recording pens, and anything else. All the devices capable of recording communications were smashed, and not a single memory card could be kept.”
Wen Shuning preemptively exposed the photos of Mo Bing and Lin Anzhi, and he had already seized the opportunity. Today's matter is that not a single photo can be released.
Hu Mingyu understood immediately, and gave an order to the bodyguards in the same company, smash it, smash it all!
Reporters and the media are not willing to stand on the commanding heights of morality, criticize and curse, while protecting the "first-hand information" in their hands.
Hu Mingyu has practiced judo for several years. He has a tough temper and even stronger fists. He doesn't pay anything and hits directly.
For a moment, there were screams again and again.
"If you have any unwillingness, just come to me." Jiang Jiusheng put Mo Bing on the emergency cart, his eyes were serious, and he only left one sentence, "Even if you don't come, I will go to you one by one."
After leaving a word, Jiang Jiusheng followed the car to the emergency room.
Yuwen rushed to collect the remaining stalls. After solving the monitoring problem, he directly called the police.
Before the police came, dozens of media outlets were standing guard at the hospital, all of them plausible, blocking the entrance of the hospital.
About 20 minutes later, an ambulance stopped at the entrance of the hospital. The medical staff in the car got off, and when they saw the people surrounding the door, they shouted impatiently: "Get out of the way! First aid!"
"Get out of the way!"
"Get the fuck out of here!"
After scolding everyone away, the medical staff pressed the patient's bubbling wound on the cart, and said to the corresponding doctor: "Doctor Cui, prepare for surgery immediately. There are two patients in a car accident, and one with heart and pericardium injury." , a spleen ruptured, notify the anesthesiologist, general surgeon, and cardiologist.”
Twenty minutes later, Mo Bing left the emergency room and was transferred to the general ward.
When she woke up, Lin Anzhi was guarding the bedside, she subconsciously stroked her belly, her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly make a sound.
"Where's the child?" She stared straight at him.
He held her hand, his eyes were red, and the corner of his lips was bitten by him, he was embarrassed and downcast, he said: "Mo Bing, you rest first."
Mo Bing yelled at him: "How is the child?"
Lin Anzhi lowered his eyes, buried his head in her palm, and poured hot tears down: "There will be more in the future, and we will have many children in the future."
She was stunned for a long time, the temperature in her eyes gradually cooled down, she withdrew her hand, didn't cry, turned her head, and looked at him quietly: "I don't want to blame you, but," she paused, then said dully and mechanically , the eyes are empty, no shadow can be reflected, "Don't let me see you for the time being, I feel uncomfortable."
Lin Anzhi looked at her for a long time, got up, walked out of the ward with his back arched, every step was like walking on the tip of a knife, stumbling.
Outside the ward, Jiang Jiusheng looked up, saw Lin Anzhi, raised his hand and slapped him: "Don't come again, you and Mo Bing will never be possible again."
Lin Anzhi seemed to be frozen, his eyes were blank.
Jiang Jiusheng still had a cigarette in his hand and did not light it. He was silent for a long time, suppressing his voice: "The two car accident patients who were sent here just now are Mo Bing's parents."