The president's soul pet actor is cute and flirtatious

"The patient suffered a fracture to his right leg and minor trauma to his waist, which is not life-threatening."

After checking Bai Nuo's physical condition, the doctor negotiated with the program staff.

"Then can he still dance?" The staff of the director's team were sweating profusely and looked worried.

The doctor was taken aback when he heard this, and said seriously: "Of course not, his right leg is broken, and it will take at least two months for him to recover to the previous level."

"Two months?" The staff felt dizzy after hearing this, but the general election is only three days away!

"Okay, the patient is getting an infusion, and his face is slightly scratched. When the time comes, the nurse will come and change the dressing for him."

The doctor sighed and left in a hurry.

After everyone walked into Bai Nuo's ward, looking at his pale face, they felt distressed and could not bear it.

"Bai Nuo, can you give me your family's contact information? I'll call them and ask them to take care of you."

Hearing the sound, Bai Nuo opened his eyes weakly, and the severe pain spread all over his body instantly. He moved his fingers and said intermittently: "My family is on a business trip and can't come back."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

Lin Lige saw the staff's big head and knew Bai Nuo's situation well, so he said, "I'll find someone to take care of him, you don't have to worry."

"Okay, I'll trouble you then." The staff looked at the time and left one after another to let Bai Nuo take a good rest.

But at this moment, just after the rehearsal was over, Cen Su hurriedly put on his coat and sat in the car rushing to the hospital.

"What should I do? I can't participate in the finals now." Lin Lige sat on the chair, with some regrets, "The healing and recovery technique is only mastered by a very small number of monsters. I can't heal your injuries, sorry."

"It's okay, I don't blame you." Bai Nuo murmured softly, the intense intensity made him extremely aggrieved.

"Although I don't know the restoration technique, I can pass on some aura to you to make you feel better."

While speaking, a steady stream of spiritual energy flowed out from Lin Lige's fingertips and ran into Bai Nuo's body.

"Thank you." Bai Nuo's complexion gradually improved, but his originally bright and dark eyes were now full of gloom.

"The main reason is that I won't be able to participate in the general election. I'm so sad." Thinking of this, his eyes gradually got wet, and he said aggrievedly: "I promised the master to make a C debut, but unfortunately I can't do it."

Seeing the other party's big tears streaming down his face, Lin Lige scolded, "What time is it, are you still thinking about Ji Jingcheng?"

Bai Nuo pursed his lips, sniffed his nose and asked, "Then do you know Diao Wang who is powerful? Can you ask him to heal my wounds?"

"Diao Wang?" Lin Lige had a look of disbelief, "What the hell is Diao Wang?"

"The King of Diao is the King of Diao, we are all Diao people, you don't even know that!"

After listening to Bai Nuo's remarks, Lin Lige couldn't laugh or cry, he was about to make fun of Bai Nuo, but unexpectedly there was a furious voice outside.

"Bai Nuo!"

Cen Su ran in sweating profusely, looking at Bai Nuo who was hanging by one leg on the hospital bed, with an anxious expression on his face.

"How are you? Is it serious?"

It was the first time that Bai Nuo saw Cen Su caring so much about something, a warm current surged in his heart, he smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, I don't hurt."

Seeing Bai Nuo's fair face covered with scars, Cen Su frowned and said, "How could it not hurt? Why did you accidentally fall off the stage?"

"I didn't fall, someone kicked me in the back." Bai Nuo recalled the moment of panic just now, and he still has lingering fear in his heart.

"Someone kicked you?" Cen Su suddenly clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Let me catch him, I'll beat him to death!"

"I don't know who kicked me."

Bai Nuo clicked his lips twice, unconsciously his thoughts drifted far away.

"I'm hungry, can you get me something to eat?"

"Pfft, let's go now." Lin Lige teased: "No matter what time it is, I will never forget to eat."

After Bai Nuo finished his meal, Cen Su and Lin Lige left one after another, leaving the nurses in the hospital to take care of Bai Nuo.

Bai Nuo looked at the night outside the window, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

"What is Mr. Ji doing now? I miss him a little bit."

Thinking about it, Bai Nuo rubbed the corners of his eyes with his small hands, his eye sockets felt a little sore.

In City S, Ji Jingcheng is sitting in the meeting room, negotiating with foreign companies.

"We cannot accept the sharing method proposed by Mr. Stark."

At this time, Ji Jingcheng has not rested for 36 consecutive hours. Since he came to S City, he has been holding meetings non-stop, and he has to find time to find the whereabouts of the blood chalcedony.

"You must be aware of our company's proficiency in this business. This is our report. How to make the final decision is up to you."

After saying the last sentence, Ji Jingcheng pressed the center of his eyebrows, got up and left the meeting room.

In the dim corridor, Ji Jingcheng leaned against the cold wall and lit a cigarette.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

"I don't know if Bai Nuo is talking in his sleep now." Ji Jingcheng looked at the moonlight outside the window and chuckled.

I don't know since when, Ji Jingcheng actually cared about another person.

In the past, he was often busy with business and affairs in the demon world all over the world, but he never felt tired because he had nothing to worry about.

It's fun to be alone.

But now he misses the small study in city B, where he works, and a stupid little ferret makes trouble for him on the desk.

After withdrawing his eyes, Ji Jingcheng planned to go back to rest, but at this moment, the silver thread on his wrist suddenly appeared faintly.

"No, Bai Nuo is in danger."

Guessing this possibility, Ji Jingcheng hurriedly called Bai Nuo, but the call continued for a long time, but the other party still did not respond.

Gradually, a strong uneasiness surged into Ji Jingcheng's heart. After he sent Maomao to call the program crew, he learned about Bai Nuo's fall from the stage, and he couldn't sit still anymore.

"Mr. Ji, I will file with the Air Traffic Management Bureau immediately and let the private jet come over."

Seeing Ji Jingcheng's frowning and anxious expression, Maomao quickly got the plane ready to take off.

Looking at the dark night outside, Ji Jingcheng whispered: "No need, I'll go there by myself."

"What? Are you sure?" Maomao persuaded Ji Jingcheng in disbelief. It would take a lot of effort to achieve the teleportation effect by relying on mana.

"I'm sure." Just as he finished speaking, Ji Jingcheng turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the night.

Outside the hospital, Ji Jingcheng walked slowly while supporting the wall exhausted.

His originally cold and sharp eyes were now somewhat embarrassed, and he smiled wryly: "Now my magic power is really not as good as before."

Coming outside the ward, Ji Jingcheng gently opened the door, looking at Bai Nuo who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Looking at his bruised cheeks and his hanging right leg, Ji Jingcheng felt distressed and sat beside his bed.

Some white light gradually gathered on Bai Nuo's right leg, and after the white light disappeared, Ji Jingcheng also gradually closed his eyes, lying on the side of the bed exhausted.

Waking up in the morning, Bai Nuo moved his buttocks, and suddenly felt relaxed, and the pain in his legs and waist disappeared.

"It seems that our little fairies are in great shape!"

Bai Nuo boasted about himself with a smile, and suddenly noticed a person lying beside him.

"Mr. Ji!" Bai Nuo's delighted "noise" woke Ji Jingcheng up, he opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Bai Nuo's magnified face.

"Why are you here?" Bai Nuo's eyes revealed nostalgia unabashedly, he stretched out his hand to hug Ji Jingcheng with his mouth puckered.

"After finishing the matter, I took the plane back." Ji Jingcheng caressed Bai Nuo's back, still feeling a little tired.

"I miss you." Bai Nuo expressed his grievance pitifully, and said softly, "I fell from the stage, and now my right leg is broken, and my whole body hurts."

"Does it still hurt now?" Ji Jingcheng lowered his head and asked gently.

"Still... still hurts." Bai Nuo's big eyes rolled around, and he was secretly flustered, "Mr. Ji, if you spend more time with me, I won't hurt anymore."

"Pfft." Ji Jingcheng made a gesture and slapped Bai Nuo's buttocks, and said quietly: "I just healed your wounds, you should be able to move about freely now."

"Really?" Bai Nuo had an idea, and suddenly gave a thumbs up in praise: "No wonder I don't feel any pain suddenly, there is nothing difficult for my master!"

"Little sycophant." Ji Jingcheng laughed angrily at him, and rubbed his head, "Why did you accidentally fall off the stage?"

"Someone else kicked me off." Bai Nuo changed into his original form, sitting in Ji Jingcheng's arms and acting like a spoiled child to him.

After listening, Ji Jingcheng's eyebrows suddenly showed a trace of coldness, he held Bai Nuo's chubby legs, and asked seriously: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Bai Nuo scratched Ji Jingcheng's tie with his two little paws, rubbing against his chest.

"Okay, I get it." Ji Jingcheng rubbed his ears, and said, "I've taken care of the doctor's place. I can't treat the wound on your face, otherwise it will arouse others' suspicion."

"Okay, I understand."

When the two returned to the training camp, the trainees were very surprised to see Bai Nuo alive and kicking.

Falling from such a high stage, it's really lucky to be healthy as before.

Bai Nuo declared to the outside world that his right leg was not broken, it was an error in the hospital's diagnosis, and he only suffered some skin trauma all over his body.

When Bai Nuo's Group B was training in the practice room, Ji Jingcheng sat on the chair casually, observing each trainee with a little scrutiny.

During the break, according to the plan of the two, Bai Nuo deliberately said to the others: "Let me tell you, I didn't fall down by myself, but someone kicked me down! Let me catch that person, and I will sue him Intentional injury!"

"Really?" The other trainees were shocked after hearing this, and quickly explained that it was not him, but Lan Ling, who was flustered and sweating.

Ji Jingcheng locked onto him, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the lost soul-like Lan Ling, he got up and followed him out.

"Hey, I have to tell you something. You must protect me. I accidentally pushed Bai Nuo off the stage yesterday. Although no one knew it was me, I was still a little panicked."

"Hehe, idiot." A trace of murderous intent flashed across Ji Jingcheng's face, and he murmured softly: "It seems that I have to relapse today."