The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 865 Little Heavenly King, Are You Short of Money? 3
When he walked out the door, he ran into Assistant Zhou.

"President, this is the script of Director Ji's new play, do you want to send it to Miss Su directly?" Assistant Zhou fell asleep, pulled out a script, and handed it to Wuxin.

Wuxin glanced at the script, and casually replied, "Give it to her, if she wants it, it can only be her."

After hearing this, Assistant Zhou understood it in seconds, turned around and left with the script.

Inadvertently went downstairs.

When I walked downstairs to the garage, I found a person squatting next to the original owner's car.

Wu Xin frowned, the man looked in pain, moved his lips, "Are you all right?"

The people squatting beside the car paused when they heard her voice, ignored her, and continued to lower their heads and clutch their stomachs, as if they were speechless.

Wu Xin walked up to him. He seemed to be a boy. Looking at him from Wu Xin's angle, he seemed to be in a little pain.

Seeing Wuxin approaching, the boy slowly raised his head, looked at Wuxin, his delicate little face was pale and pale, his forehead was covered with dense sweat, and the hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, sticking to the on the forehead.

His eyes were filled with vigilance.

Wuxin saw him, and was stunned for a moment, it was him, tsk, and younger than him.

A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward to help him up, "I'll take you to the hospital."

The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Wuxin helped him into the car and drove to the hospital.

The moment the boy looked up, Wuxin's information appeared in his mind.

Mu Chen, a singer under the name of Shengtian Entertainment, no, specifically a superstar.

Known as the little king of the music world, at only 23 years old, he is already a figure on the ceiling of the music world.

She has a perverse personality and negative news is flying everywhere.

Other celebrities hide any negative news, but he is lucky. He got into a fight with other celebrities, and even tweeted about them, for fear that others would not know.

There are countless things like this.

He is very talented in music, so he has a lot of fans.

Although he is like the heaven and earth, he is doing very well.

Unintentionally guessed, this guy must have some unknown identity.

……

When he arrived at the hospital, Mu Chen was dangling from the water, lying on the bed with a pale face and powerlessness.

Wu Xin felt distressed, but his face remained calm.

Mu Chen just lay on the bed like that, peeking at Wuxin from time to time.

"Where's your manager and assistant?" Wu Xin stood by the bed and looked at Mu Chen.

"I told them to go back." Mu Chen's voice was clean and pure, but his tone was really careless, and there was a hint of perfunctory.

"You call them and ask someone to come and take care of you." Wuxin said lazily.

"Oh." Mu Chen said indifferently, then slowly took out his phone, and dialed.

"Sister Lin, I'm in the hospital and need someone to take care of me." Mu Chen went straight to the point, cutting straight to the point, but his tone was a little tired.

Sister Lin on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, "Little ancestor, are you okay? Why are you hospitalized again? Didn't you just get out of the hospital last week?..."

Unintentionally seeing that Sister Lin still wanted to chat until tomorrow, she directly grabbed Mu Chen's cell phone, "If you don't want him to be on the trending list with me tomorrow, just go to the hospital within half an hour." The phone was thrown back to Mu Chen.

Mu Chen looked at the cell phone that was thrown on his body, looked at Wuxin and said aggrievedly, "It hurts."

Then he lowered his head, with a sullen expression on his face, leaving Wuxin with only a furry head.

Wuxin glanced at him lazily, not bothering to pay attention to him, and then sat aside and played with his mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)