Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

There were a lot of people in the hospital, and a reckless figure kept shuttling inside. After seeing Sang Jiuqing, he ran over like a madman.

Opening a glass bottle in his hand, he poured it over without hesitation. The strong pungent smell made everyone dare not move, only the clear sound of flesh corroding came to his ears.

"what!!"

"Killed!"

There was commotion in the hospital, and after a while Feng Jiujiu was stopped by the security guards, with a look of madness on his face, laughing loudly.

Sang Jiuqing's mind went blank. Being tightly protected by someone, she couldn't hear anything clearly. She only felt that the whole world was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.

"Sister An?"

"Little ancestor, this face of yours can't be ruined. In the future, I will have to rely on it to eat and drink spicy food. Tsk, damn it, it hurts me to death!"

An Hong was helped up, her back was horrible, her flesh was twisted into a ball, some places were completely scorched, and her clothes had big holes and stuck to her skin.

How painful this is, for the first time in so many years, Sang Jiuqing wanted to cry.

The nurse immediately sent An Hong to the operating room, but everyone knew that her back would never heal, and she would no longer be able to wear sleeveless clothes.

Sang Jiuqing stood in the corridor of the hospital with her arms folded, as if her nostrils were still filled with that smell.

Over the years, she has gotten used to being alone and unrestrained. She wants to carry everything by herself. She never thought that someone would protect herself so desperately.

If she hadn't protected herself, the sulfuric acid must have been splashed on her face. She Sang Jiuqing had nothing but this vixen's face. If that was the case, she might never be able to turn over for the rest of her life.

Sang Jiuqing smiled wryly, took out a cigarette and smoked lightly, leaning against the cold wall, waiting for An Hong, who was undergoing surgery, to come out.

After all, it is a bit merciful, and next time it should not leave any retreat for others.

This incident directly alarmed the police station, and Feng Jiujiu was locked up, probably because the blow was too great, and he was already a little crazy, and his mouth was full of "that bitch, I just want to ruin her face, doesn't she rely on Is it her face, hahaha..."

The police had no choice but to send such a person directly to a mental hospital.

"Is this Sang Jiuqing arguing with someone? He even threw sulfuric acid on her. Next time, why don't you just throw a knife at her?"

"It's not her fault that she's beautiful. She's trying to ruin her face one after another."

"The entertainment industry is so fucking dark, there are everyone!"

The news of Feng Jiujiu's admission to the mental hospital spread throughout the entire imperial capital, and it was also about Sang Jiuqing, whose name suddenly became known to everyone.

Sang Jiuqing waited until morning without blinking. There were already cigarette butts on the floor. Although smoking was not allowed in the hospital, none of the passing nurses stopped her.

After all, the appearance of smoking, looks really lonely.

……

Su Shuiyu took the medicine and came out. Hearing the nurses whispering around him, he paused, and faintly heard the words Sang Jiuqing, and walked over suspiciously.

"What happened to Sang Jiuqing?"

Because he was facing these people, he swallowed the words little goblin.

The faces of the nurses flushed "swish, swish, swish", isn't this Su Shuiyu, Su Tianwang, ahhh!They saw real people!
"What happened to Sang Jiuqing?"

Su Shuiyu asked again. In the past two days, he had a stomach problem. He was raised in this hospital. No one told him. He didn't expect to hear the news about the little fairy when he came out. It didn't seem to be good news.

"Su... King Su... Sang... Sang... Sang..."

The corners of Su Shuiyu's brows twitched, and the other party's face flushed with anxiety, but he didn't find out what happened after waiting for a long time.

"Someone threw acid on Ms. Sang's face yesterday, and her assistant blocked it for her. Ms. Sang should be feeling very uncomfortable now, and she is still waiting in the corridor on the second floor."

Fortunately, there are normal people around.

Although it was only a few short sentences, only he knew the thrilling inside, so Su Shuiyu went to the second floor without thinking.

This little goblin is never reassuring.

Seeing that person after a few steps away, she took off her ostentatious body, stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, the cigarette in her hand was almost burnt out, and there were cigarette butts all over the ground, her long curly hair hung down meekly on her waist between.

She was as lonely as a queen guarding the castle alone.

"Little fairy, are you alright?"

Hearing this voice, Sang Jiuqing turned her head in a daze, and when she saw Su Shuiyu approaching, the expression on her face suddenly changed, and she lightly threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

"What can I do, but Sister An..."

"It will be fine."

Su Shuiyu imitated the other party's appearance and leaned against the wall, sighing.

"Tch, you are a big star, and you actually came to buy medicine by yourself."

"None of them knew I was sick."

"syphilis?"

"Hey, you are..."

The corners of Su Shuiyu's mouth twitched. There were many women he slept with, but all of them were clean. This woman really couldn't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth.

"After sleeping with so many women, I really don't believe you when you say you're not sick."

A smile flashed across Sang Jiuqing's eyes, as if the loneliness just now had disappeared.

"It's not a woman who slept with me, but loneliness! Do you understand?"

Su Shuiyu said bitterly, this woman doesn't keep her mouth shut, she dares to say anything.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, and when she was about to say something, the door of the operating room opened, and the gauze wrapped around An Hong's back was pushed out. The fat on her face trembled with pain. There was a flash of a smile.

Sang Jiuqing walked in, with serious eyes, and said slowly.

"Sister An, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay back what I owe you."

An Hong paused and waved her hand indifferently.

"I really can't stand you being so provocative. I've lost all my belongings on you, but I can't be ruined by that crazy woman."

Sang Jiuqing lowered his head and smiled, and when he raised his head again, he was in high spirits, fluffing his hair coquettishly.

"Don't worry, if I have a bite to eat in the future, you will be indispensable."

An Hong's expression immediately became flattering, she rubbed her hands together with a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Little ancestor, I will have to rely on you to support me in the future."

Su Shuiyu looked at the way these two people got along, and it was a little funny. He obviously cared about each other, but he insisted on not admitting it.

An Hong's injury still needs to rest in the hospital for a few more days.

"It's fucking unlucky. I took care of you a few days ago, but now you take care of me. The water in the entertainment industry is frighteningly deep!"

An Hong spat hard, feeling a little worried when she saw Sang Jiuqing.

"You have also seen that when a woman becomes crazy, she is no different from a devil. Be more careful in the future, and you will not be so lucky next time."

Sang Jiuqing's heart felt warm again, she opened the curtains with a "wow", and smiled lightly.

"I won't give them a chance to hurt me again!"