Coronation [Entertainment]

Not many people know the news about Lin Zhen’s fever. One is from his own family. No one would be so inhumane that they would hype things like Lin Zhen’s illness. Most of the crew members of the second one are students who haven’t graduated yet. Xu Xian doesn’t want to either. This incident caused a lot of trouble in the city, making people panic.

Kong Jiawen led a group of young people to finish the wrap-up banquet, and most of the people who didn't know the truth went back to their houses and went to sleep. He and Xu Xian stared at Lin Zhen, who showed no signs of improvement.

"Let Xiao Wu take a look again?"

"No need, I know a little bit of Chinese medicine, his pulse is very chaotic, I'm afraid it's not good, and besides, a blind person can see it burnt like this, why bother him for nothing."

Xu Xian didn't want to ask Xiao Wu to come over to see him again. He was afraid that the kid would try his best not to let him send Lin Zhen down the mountain. When the time came, the world would know about it and he would have no chance.

"Find some young and strong lads to carry him down the mountain."

Kong Jiawen seemed to be aware of Xu Xian's plan, and pre-emptively said a fairly reliable method.

"They are all children, like Lele, they have never been in the mountains, and there are snowy roads at night, and there may be wolves. Xiaoka's life is also life. What accident happened to school students in their teens and 20s? Lin Don’t even think about turning over in the studio of Zhenzhen.”

Kong Jiawen lowered his head and thought for a while. Xu Xian was right. There are not many young boys in the mountains. A white-faced scholar with old arms and legs like himself will only add to the chaos. I can only get to the villagers' homes at the foot of the mountain in the middle of the night, and then go to the county hospital, and it will be almost tomorrow morning.

"Stop arguing, I'll take him down the mountain, Brother Jiawen, you have to keep it a secret for me."

"You boy, you can be careful. He found out that it was not a joke. How will you explain it when he recovers?" Kong Jiawen looked at Xu Xian's legs worriedly. That incident has always been a thorn in his heart. , he and Lin Zhen couldn't be said to have a fatal friendship, did he really plan to have no reservations?

"I can't control that much anymore." Xu Xian said, he knew his plan very well, he had to protect this person, because he had also reached out to him without knowing him, and of course, there were others.

……

Coming out of the scenic spot, Xu Xian understood that in such weather, there was no one in the entire children's drama crew who could complete this "impossible task" except him.

It's easy to walk down from the top of the mountain. After all, the winding mountain road is covered with thick snow, which is soft and soft to step on. Apart from being cold, there is not much danger.

But as the journey enters the middle section, it is not so easy to travel. One after another, you can see that there are some farmhouses in the middle of the mountain that are crowded with vehicles going up the mountain. Muddy from the skid tires of these vehicles, and with nighttime temperatures dipping below freezing, the road surface was mirror smooth.

It was snowing again, it seemed to be sleet, and the ice beads were mixed with the rain, hitting Xu Xian's face continuously, giving him the illusion that his face was blown out by the cold wind. The wound was burning with pain.

Lin Zhen was wrapped in a down jacket, with a scarf around his neck, a mask and sunglasses on his face, and a hat buttoned on his face. He was dressed like a night walker, and Xu Xian carried him on his back.

As the temperature dropped and the turbulence continued to intensify, he seemed to regain a little bit of consciousness and opened his chaotic eyes.

In front of him was an endless night, snowing and raining, and from the place where his chests met, there was human body heat, making him vaguely aware that he was being carried on his back.

Who is driving behind his back?They were going downhill, and the road was frozen as smooth as a mirror, and the man walked as fast as if he was walking on flat ground.

Oh, then it must not be Xu Xian.

He reluctantly twisted his neck, swaying the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose a little bit away, and his eyes widened accordingly. In the darkness, he still couldn't see too many things clearly, as long as the back of the man's neck was very Bai, even under the dim light of Da Maoer's moon, still presents a white and transparent feeling.

He remembered this skin color, he often pushed that person's wheelchair, sometimes he just wanted to see the itchy nape of his neck, it was his own subconscious, he wouldn't tell anyone, it was hidden in his heart Qi Nian.

"Ah."

In the mist, Lin Zhen breathed on the fair nape of his neck, and quickly disappeared into the cold winter night.

"Xu Xian. Xu Xian."

His hoarse voice was almost speechless, and his originally deep and melodious voice now sounded like a broken bellows, helplessly uttering a name in a blizzard.

The figure of the person carrying him stopped suddenly. He seemed to hear the sound of heavy metal piercing into the ground. The person hesitated for a moment, and then started running forward with his back. The frequency was quite consistent, not at all like The short and long vibrations produced by humans while running.

Lin Zhen looked down with some difficulty. He saw a pair of long legs running mechanically, step by step, tirelessly. He seemed to have seen that kind of appearance in the news. What kind of technology did it come from?yes……

When Lin Zhen's thinking progressed to this point, it was completely fragmented.

……

When Lin Zhen woke up again, he was already lying in the hospital for an infusion, and it was still dark outside the window, and he had slept all day and night?

He subconsciously reached out and touched the bedside, and quickly touched the phone. No, it was the same day when he fell ill, that is to say, he was picked up from the mountain within a few hours at a very fast speed. After getting down, he walked out of the village and entered the county seat, where he was admitted to a hospital with complete medical facilities.

Lin Zhen's brain was burning groggy, and he didn't know if it was his hallucination. He tilted his head and found that there was a hospital bed beside him, and there was also a man sleeping on the bed. He looked tall and tall when he lay down. Beside him is Xu Xian's wheelchair.

The man's leg was wrapped in a bandage, as if his knee and ankle had been injured.

"Xu Xian."

Lin Zhen yelled, and the man moved immediately. He turned around and looked at him, and it was indeed Xu Xian's face.

"Awake? I'll call the doctor."

Xu Xian jumped off the bed and walked out with difficulty on crutches. His legs were obviously not as flexible as the previous few days, and the sound of the crutches hitting the ground was loud, as if he had put the weight of his whole body on it.

Fortunately, when I walked to the door, the doctor was about to make a ward round. Seeing Xu Xian frowned, he said, "Why don't you listen to persuasion? Wait a little bit if you have something to do, and you can't move yet."

Saying that, he helped him back to the hospital bed with the nurse.

"It's okay, it's just a strain." Xu Xian didn't take it seriously, he waved his hand to stop the doctor's second sentence, and changed the subject.

"Doctor, is my friend okay?"

The doctor looked at Lin Zhen's condition, took his temperature again, nodded and said: "The fever has subsided, and he will be hospitalized for observation for half a day. If there is nothing wrong, he can be discharged."

"Thank you."

It may be that Lin Zhen's face was too pale, or that the attending physician didn't recognize him because he didn't watch TV very much. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Young man, you don't have to thank me, thank you friend, he also I don't know how I sent you here, my legs are not good, and my knee joints were all worn out when I came here."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Xu Xian coughed exaggeratedly on the opposite bed, the doctor shook his head, told them to rest well, and went out.

"This era is really interesting, even doctors are corrupt."

"Xu Xian, what happened to your leg?"

Lin Zhen didn't give him face at all, didn't respond to his joke at all, and asked straight to the point.

"My leg? Oh, I didn't pay attention when I got out of the car and fell."

Although Xu Xian has a lot of ideas, but at the critical moment, apart from this bad excuse, it is really hard to explain.

"I see, Xu Xian, your wheelchair can evolve into a prosthetic limb and can be controlled by you."

"..."

"This is the 'Eternal Flower' technology. It is the core secret of BD Company. It is absolutely inaccessible to ordinary people. Who are you...?"