Xia Yitong's dull eyes turned slowly, as if a ray of life was suddenly injected into the dead land, and the earth came back to spring. She stood up suddenly, but because she stood up too quickly and her footing was unstable, the back of her head hit the wall with a bang.
Fang Wei quickly held her arm, in case she had a concussion inside, as well as a concussion outside.
Xia Yitong waited for the blood in her brain to flow back, the door of the operating room in front of her remained closed. After a while, the surgeon wearing a mask came out. Xia Yitong was the first to rush up, followed closely by Xue Yao.
"Doctor, how is she?"
The doctor took off his mask and said: "The situation has basically stabilized. There is no danger to life, but you can't go back to the ward for the time being. Go to the observation room for a while."
While they were talking, the nurses pushed Lu Yinbing out. Xia Yitong stared at Lu Yinbing's pale face and trotted after them. Xue Yao pulled the doctor aside and asked in a low and cautious voice, "Are there any sequelae?"
The doctor gave a very conservative answer: "The fall was quite serious. She may suffer from temporary amnesia, slow movements, and other symptoms, but it's not certain. We have to wait until she wakes up to find out the details."
The brain is the most sophisticated organ in the human body. Such a small piece of body is responsible for an important function of the body. If you fall on the brain, it is no different from falling on other parts of the body. You can just take care of your arms and legs. Sometimes, when something goes wrong in the brain, medicine cannot solve it or even diagnose it.
Xue Yao further asked: "Is there a high probability of sequelae?"
Doctor: "It's hard to say. I think there will be some damage, but the chances of recovery are also very high."
Asking is the same as not asking, everything depends on fate. Xue Yao politely let the doctor go back, silently took out a box of ladies' cigarettes from her bag, went to the smoking area, and saw that the producer was also there.
The producer's cigarette was almost burnt out, so he held the cigarette butt between his fingers and smoked it vigorously.
Producer: "Mr. Xue, although it is inappropriate to say this at this time, if Queen Lu gets into trouble at this moment, our contract..."
Xue Yao interrupted him and said coldly, "Boss Du, I haven't asked you what happened yet. Lu Yinbing was injured so badly, can you escape responsibility?"
The producer nodded repeatedly and apologized: "Don't worry, we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Xue Yao: "I don't want an answer now, just tell me the whole story." Xue Yao heard Xiaoxi say it, but Xiaoxi was far away at the time and only saw Lu Yinbing fall, so she didn't know any details.
The producer recalled: "It seems that the stairs were soaked by heavy rain, and they were not stable when I stepped on them, or they were too slippery, so I slipped and fell."
Xue Yao glanced at him: "Seems like? Or?"
The producer also looked regretful: "Alas."
"You are teasing a three-year-old!" Xue Yao suddenly shouted, "It has been ten hours since the accident. Isn't ten hours enough to find out what happened? Du Teng, I am not forcing you to take all the responsibility, and I don't need that money. You have to find out for me. My people can't be injured in such an unclear way!"
The producer broke out in a cold sweat: "Yes, yes, yes."
Xue Yao put the cigarette in the ashtray and walked away with a sullen face.
The producer lit another cigarette and sighed.
Who knew this would happen? Originally, the scene was about rain. Today, no, yesterday, it rained heavily. It was a good day. The director asked Lu Yinbing if he could shoot it. Lu Yinbing said yes, and then he went up to shoot it.
Although the staircase was a bit old, they had checked it before filming and it was safe. Who knew something would go wrong during filming? Perhaps the heavy rain had damaged the old-fashioned wood, and Lu Yinbing's cloth shoes had slipped when he stepped on it. This was the only possibility he could think of.
The main responsibility for the accident does not lie with their crew.
The most important thing now is that Lu Yinbing is injured and can no longer continue filming, and the entire crew has already started up again. A lot of money was spent in the early stage, and every day of suspension is a loss of hundreds of thousands. We must find ways to make the crew run normally, but where is the leading actor? Where can we find one
Just now the producer wanted to discuss with Xue Yao, but Xue Yao was furious and was lucky enough that she didn't tear their hands apart, so she didn't dare to ask about the contract.
The supervisor also put out his cigarette and went to discuss with the director and the investor representatives who had just arrived. Either find a new actor to replace Lu Yinbing, or stop filming the play. The latter means that the nearly 10 million yuan in losses in the early stage will be wasted, and there are also a lot of unresolved accounts such as the actors' salaries, etc. This group of people feel a headache when they think about it. The former is simple, but it is difficult to find someone who can replace Lu Yinbing, not to mention that it has to fit in the schedule. What's worse is that the new actor did not spend half a year like Lu Yinbing to think about how to interpret this role, so the level that can be achieved will definitely be greatly reduced, which goes against the original intention of the director and screenwriter to win the award.
Originally I wanted to win a big prize abroad, but now even domestic awards are in jeopardy.
The director and screenwriter had artistic aspirations and didn't want to just pick someone else as a replacement, but the investors had to make money and would never allow the crew to disband. The group almost got into a fight while discussing, and were chased out of the corridor by the nurse: "Why are you arguing? You're disturbing the patients' rest. If you want to argue, go outside!"
In the end, they adopted a neutral strategy: find the actors first, and the crew will shoot other people's scenes first.
The director was so angry that he almost laughed. The entire film revolves around the adoptive mother and her daughter. Other people’s individual scenes can be completed in a few days, but the others have to be performed with the adoptive mother.
Although he was angry, he still went back to the crew to continue directing. However, the new actors would not be able to join the crew if they could not pass his test. At worst, he could just quit as a director and find someone to replace him to avoid damaging his reputation.
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They were not allowed to enter the observation room, so Xia Yitong and Xiao Xifanghui sat outside.
Last night, Fang Hui had organized what Xiaoxi had said and told it to Xia Yitong: a comminuted fracture of the arm, concussion, intracranial fluid, every word made Xia Yitong's face turn paler.
Fang Hui went outside and brought back a meal. Xia Yitong shook her head and said that she had no appetite and couldn't eat it, so she asked him to eat it.
While waiting, she searched online. It seemed that she had heard of those terms before, but she only had a vague impression of them. When she found intracranial hydrops, she almost fell down on the chair. She thought about those symptoms over and over again in her mind. Any one of them would be a huge blow to the always proud Lu Yinbing.
Why wasn't she the one who fell? Why
Xia Yitong lowered her head, covered her eyes with her hands, and cried silently.
Xue Yao came back, opened the meal that Fang Wei had packed, and handed it to her: "If you faint from hunger now, you won't be able to be the first to see Lu Yinbing after she wakes up."
Xia Yitong was stunned for a moment, then immediately ate a few big mouthfuls of rice. Xue Yao rubbed her brows, thinking that finally this guy was awake. Just as her heart was about to settle down, she saw Xia Yitong put down the rice, rushed to the trash can a few steps away, and not only vomited out all the food he had just eaten, but also kept dry heaving.
Xia Yitong came over with a pale face and whispered, "... I'm sorry."
Xue Yao patted her shoulder and said don’t force her. She probably wouldn’t be able to eat before Lu Yinbing woke up.
Xiaoxi looked at Xue Yao, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Xue Yao exchanged glances with her, sighed, and said, "Xiaoxia, I have something to tell you about Lu Yinbing."
Xia Yitong raised his head suddenly and stared at her without blinking.
Xue Yao: "Xiao Xi said that before Lu Yinbing lost consciousness, she might have known that she couldn't continue filming after the fall, so she asked you to play this role for her."
Xiaoxi nodded on the side.
Xia Yitong looked at her quietly for a while, as if she had just understood what he said. She said very slowly, "I'm sorry, I want to wait until Lu Yinbing wakes up before discussing this matter."
Then it just kept hanging its head and remained motionless, like a piece of dry wood.
Xue Yao called Lu Yinbing's mother and said carefully, "He's out. He's not in danger. Just keep an eye on him. Don't worry." After hearing this, Lu's mother almost fainted. Lu's father was driving halfway when he received a call from his wife. He was so scared that his soul flew out of his body, but he still had to calmly comfort his wife. The two of them took the fastest flight to get here.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lu's father and mother also arrived. They didn't see their daughter at first, but saw Xia Yitong lying outside the observation room like a walking corpse. The old couple felt distressed. When something like this happened, the most painful person was not the patient lying inside, but the family members waiting for news outside. The two persuaded Xia Yitong to lie down in another room for a while.
Xia Yitong originally thought that she would not be able to sleep, but she ended up sleeping until the moon was at its highest point in the sky.
She washed her face, tied her hair up, and sat back outside the observation room in silence, staring at the door. Lu Yinbing hadn't come out yet. How much time had passed? Many hours, perhaps.
It was another morning. Lu Yinbing was transferred from the observation room to the VIP ward with an oxygen mask on his face. There were a bunch of familiar and unfamiliar instruments beeping in the room. The doctor said that he would probably wake up at noon, so don't make any noise and let the patient have a good rest.
Xia Yitong lay in front of the hospital bed, holding Lu Yinbing's hand that was not receiving the injection, and stared at her face without blinking.
Mr. and Mrs. Lu were sleeping on the hospital beds next to them. They were old and had not slept all night, so their bodies could not hold out.
At about twelve o'clock, Mr. and Mrs. Lu went out to get food. Xia Yitong's legs were a little numb, so he changed his posture. When he lowered his eyes, he saw Lu Yinbing's eyelashes tremble.
She didn't move, and watched with blinking eyes. Then, the hand in her palm also moved, and the neatly trimmed fingertips scratched her palm, and Xia Yitong's eyes immediately turned red.
Lu Yinbing slowly opened his eyes, and her shadow was in the center of his deep pupils.
Lu Yinbing sighed, and a layer of white mist suddenly appeared in the oxygen mask.
"Don't move." Xia Yitong was at a loss and went to press the bell. The nurse rushed in, saw Lu Yinbing woke up, and ran out to call the doctor.
Xia Yitong leaned over and asked her gently, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Lu Yinbing felt dizzy and nauseous, but still shook his head slightly. A weak voice came out from the oxygen mask: "... I'm sorry."
Xia Yiting knelt on the ground as if exhausted, buried her face in her hands, and cried loudly.