Son of the Bone

However, the nightmare really just disappeared.

Wu Zhu in the script is the envoy who heals his wounds and purifies his hostility.

As for Qi Lin in reality, even stroking his cheek with a warm palm can make Jiang Jue's breathing more relaxed in his sleep.

This kind of trust is not just because of love.

Many fragmented hidden emotions in the characters permeate into the hearts of the two of them unconsciously.

And Yunye's dependence and waiting for Xuanyou actually entered Jiang Jue's subconscious mind.

The days passed quickly, and even Jiang Jue's birthday was getting closer and closer.

When Qi Lin celebrated his birthday, the Golden Wutong Award had just been awarded, Jiang Jue went to stay at Qi's house for a short stay in order to avoid the siege of paparazzi all the way, and even sneaked out to watch a movie and eat hot pot with him.

They could have reserved a private VIP box, but sneaked into the crowd quite tacitly.

That birthday was very much like any ordinary couple of college students, shopping, watching movies, grabbing dolls, and walking side by side on the road.

I don't know whether it was because of Bai Ping's secret instructions, or because the paparazzi reporters really didn't take pictures, almost most of the paper media were silent, only various scattered official accounts were making various irresponsible speculations.

And on December 20th, it was the part where Xuanyou fell into the Jade Cutting Pond to remove all bones. The crew filmed from five in the morning until late at night.

In order to save him, Yun Ye, played by Jiang Jue, stretched half of his arm into the poison pool, and lost his right hand in severe pain.

They lay on their stomachs by the cold pool for six or seven hours, during which time Qi Lin came up to take a rest every half an hour, and jumped into the filming again as soon as his clothes were dry.

The huge prop pool is sprinkled with special silver powder, which increases the effect of reflection and refraction.

Long lights with different light qualities and colors were arranged from three angles above the pool. Jiang Jue was lying on the side of the pool with a sad and anxious expression on his face. Wu Zhu, who should have turned into blood dust in the pool, was slowly floating in the air above. It began to emit light as if some seal was broken.

Jiang Jue's boneless bloody hand needed special treatment. The moment it was pulled out of the pool, the camera had to be cut and wrapped in a large green cloth.

Qi Lin was slowly put back on the ground from a high altitude, feeling a little unsteady when walking.

When work was officially over, Jiang Yanzhi called Bai Ping, and took the two of them to find a little remote shop to drink crab leg porridge.

They worked hard for several weeks, almost every day and night to catch up with the progress of the crew.

Now that I am exhausted and soaked in cold water for a long time, there is nothing more relaxing than drinking some hot porridge.

The shredded ginger removes the fishy smell, the scallops are hidden between the glutinous white rice grains, and the unique aroma of crab meat whets the appetite.

Qi Lin was originally supported by energy bars, but after drinking such a small bowl of hot porridge stewed in a casserole in the middle of the night, the feeling that even his blood vessels were frozen was gone.

Jiang Jue was actually sleepy and drowsy. Although he didn't have many lines, it was really hard to cry.

A man does not shed tears lightly, Yun Ye almost suffered all kinds of heart-breaking pains in the first half of his life when he was rescued from the fairy palace, but he never begged and cried once.

But when he realized that he was completely unable to save Xuanyou, and thought that he would be wiped out at this moment, there were tears in his red eyes all the time, and he desperately wanted to catch him and save him.

It is not difficult to mobilize all emotions when filming this kind of scene, and it is not difficult to cry once, but it is rare to live like this one after another.

In the end, it seemed that after working at the desk for a long time, the back of the head and the spirit were drained a lot, and the whole person was listless.

"Today is Xiaojue's 20th birthday." Jiang Yanzhi reached out and patted his head, and gave him a chopstick of lettuce: "I have to fly away in two days, but unfortunately you are all too busy recently."

Qi Lin glanced at the phone subconsciously, only then remembered that today is a special day.

Seeing Jiang Jue's drowsy appearance, Bai Ping added half a bowl of porridge for him: "Eat well and sleep well, happy birthday."

No cake, no candles, and no dinner party.

They are like travelers following the night in the forest, with little time to stop.

Jiang Jue was a little distracted, he took a few sips of porridge before realizing: "Is it my birthday today?"

"I'll make it up for you later. Take a good rest today." Bai Ping propped his chin and said, "I'll turn it on again at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

江绝有些记不清楚自己多少岁了，只听话的点了点头。

Almost all of his life has been devoted to drama and performance. The memory of each year is not the high school entrance examination, but one work after another.

From dramas to movies, time is cut into lengthy and dull segments one after another.

When sending them back to the hotel, Jiang Jue had already fallen asleep completely.

He was lying in Qi Lin's arms, docile and even breathing quite lightly.

Qi Lin was quite tired at first, but after a full meal, he became more energetic.

Jiang Yanzhi paid attention to the road conditions, waiting for the traffic lights to change color.Bai Ping next to him looked at the changing street scene, and suddenly said: "I still remember, at the beginning... it seems that I gave him a name and wanted to call him Bai Yi."

"It doesn't sound good." Jiang Yanzhi glanced at him: "It's too artistic."

Qi Lin pricked up his ears and asked curiously, "What happened next?"

The fact that Jiang Jue took his mother's surname has always seemed to be an unsolved mystery.

He also searched various entries on his mobile phone, and the guesses in it were all kinds of bullshit.

"How should I put it?" Bai Ping looked at Jiang Yanzhi's profile and said slowly, "I used to like to bet with Yanzhi."

When they were young, they were comrades in arms fighting for fame and trophies together, and they were also good partners at various poker tables.

All kinds of casual or serious bets always come with large and small rewards and compensation.

When she learned that Jiang Yanzhi was pregnant, Bai Ping even made a bet with her that if her new transformational work won the Golden Globe Award for Best Actress, she would let the child follow her surname—to commemorate her new birth. Glory, and this moment of the century.

"That movie, it seems to be "The Heart of Redemption" played by Song Jun and I." Jiang Yanzhi turned the steering wheel, only feeling that the memory was like an old movie, vague and hard to recall.

""The Heart of Redemption"?" Senior fan Qi Xiaolin raised his head and said in surprise, "But that movie was only nominated for Best Foreign Language Film."

Bai Ping was quite surprised when he heard him react so quickly: "Are you so familiar?"

Qi Lin thought of something, hugged Jiang Jue tightly and said in a low voice, "Aunt Jiang couldn't have had... a difficult delivery, right?"

"No." Bai Ping looked at the wet street after the rain, and said slowly, "It was a natural birth."

Bai Ping, in his twenties, was waiting outside the door when he heard the cry of a baby at four o'clock in the morning on December [-].

When his wife was pushed out, even the broken hair hanging on her forehead was soaked with sweat, and her lips were slightly pale. She was weak and tired and could only look at him and smile.

The little boy in swaddling was carefully handed over to him, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Bai Ping has received many gifts in his life.

The cigarettes and alcohol that his subordinates forcibly stuffed in order to please him, the inspiration that colleagues accidentally gave when they were drinking and bragging, or those three unparalleled works that created miracles one after another after cooperating with Yanzhi.

But there is no gift like the ugly and wrinkled little boy in his arms.

He was so light and small, he didn't even grow much hair, and when he cried, his ears hurt.

But this child is the continuation of him and his wife, another ray of light that suddenly shines on their intertwined life paths.

"I don't know what to use to thank her," Bai Ping recalled the moment when he just became a father, his tone was still sad and nostalgic: "She gave me such a lovely child with her own flesh and blood." .”

"So when I was in a daze, I heard his voice." Jiang Yanzhi said slowly: "He told me, 'This child, I will have your last name from now on.'"

Inherit her surname, continue to write her glory, become their pride, and have all the love and warmth they can give.

“我当时还以为是自己没睡醒，又闷头睡了六七个小时，结果起来吃饭的时候，他又坐在床边问了一遍。”

Another red light stopped, and stars flickered faintly in the distant night.

Jiang Yanzhi turned his head to look at Jiang Jue, who was sleeping soundly in Qi Lin's arms, and smiled gently.

"Fake boats will cut off rivers and rivers."

The word "jue" means to cross.

Only by boats can we cross rivers.

She quietly hid the child's father's name in it.

All the talents and talents are just to help him cross all boats.

She only hoped that this child would not be trapped by the glitz and brilliance, but rely on them to spend the magnificent decades and have the life he yearned for.

happy Birthday.

-2-

Jiang Jue played quickly.

Almost immediately after the plot turns to clarity and counterattack, he completely escapes those nightmares and fragmentary flashbacks.

Qi Lin could even clearly feel that when they were playing each other, Jiang Jue was smiling lightly and naturally, entering a brighter state just like Yun Ye.

Probably because of the influence of the role, he loves to joke more even after the scene, and even occasionally makes two bad jokes during meals.

This guy never chews and chats while eating!

Qi Lin touched his chin with admiration and disbelief, and suddenly belatedly thought of another incident before.

After Jiang Jue filmed "Star Journey", there was a trending search on Weibo——

"Be an idol, Jiang Jue! 』

After watching the movie, many passer-by fans are completely overwhelmed, wishing that there is such a gorgeous and bewitching Yue Yu in real life.

Moving forward in time, before the filming of the film was completed, Jiang Jue once soaked in the practice room of SPF, singing and dancing in turn.

He has long and flexible legs, and he is also flexible and talented when dancing.

Although I can't control my breath and intonation when singing, I can sing very well with more practice.

Qi Lin had asked Jiang Jue if he would consider becoming an idol at SPF before the hot search on Weibo came out.

Although the two of them wouldn't be able to form a group together, but with Jue Jue's handsome appearance and Yue Yu's admiration from passers-by, they can definitely market while it's hot.

He asked Jiang Jue twice, but was rejected both times.

"A play is a play, and it's over when it comes out."

At that time, Qi Lin was still quite disappointed and regretful, thinking that he really missed a good opportunity.

Until today, until they filmed many ups and downs in "Fairy Painting", Qi Lin can sincerely feel how precious this kind of mentality and ability is.

Today I am going to go out on location, and go to a nearby resort to take pictures of a large grass field and cypress forest.

They said goodbye to Jiang Yanzhi who was about to go to the airport, and then several trucks and vans set off to distant villages and towns with various equipment.

Qi Lin changed his costume and makeup in advance, and he can just touch up the makeup when he gets to the place.

The environment here is really fresh, and the withered yellow grass in early winter does not feel withered, but like a large harvested wheat field.

Stepping on the boots with thin soles, it really feels like an ancient person.

The owner of the villa warmly entertained them, and set up tents not far from the lawn for supplies and rest, and brought out his domesticated horses as voluntary props.

Lin Jiuguang had to wait until night to play, so he simply pulled a soft blanket and spread it on the grass, lying on it in large characters, and fell asleep listening to the chirping of birds in the small forest in the distance.

Jiang Jue didn't have too much role in the scene. He sat beside Jiuguang, took the fresh milk handed over by the master, and took a couple of sips carefully smelling the slightly fishy smell.

The staff managing Wia set up the brackets, and the photographers, under the command of Loris, began to take empty shots of the red maple forest in the distance.

Bai Ping acted prudently and carefully. After counting the number of extra performers with the assistant director, he personally demonstrated the gesture of bow and arrow to them.

Jiang Jue watched from afar as they were scattered and busy like an ant colony, and then looked up at the clear sky.

Big white clouds floated in the blue sky, and the weather was very good.

An assistant answered a call, his expression changed suddenly, he staggered to Bai Ping's side, and said something in a low voice.

When Bai Ping heard the content clearly, his movements froze, almost frozen there as if the electricity had been cut off.

那助理还在接听电话，断断续续地复述着内容。

Qi Lin just happened to be standing not far away with the script, his face immediately turned extremely pale, and when he recovered, he quickly ran to Jiang Jue's side, grabbed his clothes and said, "Come back to the market with me!" district--"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Jue froze for a moment, then stood up unsteadily.

“江阿姨……江阿姨她在回去的时候，出车祸了。”戚麟仓促的回头看了眼几乎语无伦次的白凭，两三下直接扒了戏服擦了脸，直接抓紧江绝的手，跟副导演随意编了一个借口，带着他们父子两开车回了市区。

Bai Ping doesn't know how to drive, and he has never dealt with this kind of situation. His hands trembled, his throat moved but he couldn't say anything.

All the abilities and strong self-control he was proud of were meaningless at this moment.

The assistant was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and was still anxiously confirming the location of the hospital and the circumstances of the accident with the police—

A truck crashed into the nanny car carrying them at the corner because the driver drove back to the WeChat message. Now she and her assistant are receiving emergency treatment in the hospital.

At this moment, Qi Lin only felt that everything in his head was messed up, but he couldn't let the crew lose control, and he didn't dare to miss anything at this juncture.

He quickly changed lanes and overtook another car, followed the navigation and rushed towards the city, running through two red lights along the way.

The doctor said that at present, only obvious leg fractures can be judged, and the condition of internal organs is still being checked.

为什么距离有这么远，为什么还没有到医院？

"Jiang Jue—Jiang Jue!" Qi Lin called out.

The young man sitting in the back row looked at him, obviously trying his best to control his emotions.

“你给我妈妈打电话，她姓吴，号码是138——”

Jiang Jue nodded hastily, his hands were trembling when he took out his phone.

He didn't dare to think about these things at all, he didn't dare to imagine his mother being rescued in the hospital, and he didn't dare to imagine the pool of blood in front of the truck.

He has never been so afraid of loss and the future.

"Hello? How are you?" Wu Qiuyi's voice rang on the other side of the phone: "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Jue opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, as if his heart had been held tightly by the Grim Reaper.

The extreme emotional shock made both father and son completely out of control.

No one can immediately accept the news of the sudden death of a loved one, and no one can maintain absolute sobriety and reason at this time.

As long as one thinks of the word death, one thinks of the picture of blood and blood, one will feel chills down the spine.

"Jiang Jue—Jiang Jue, you can't panic, you have to tell her about Aunt Jiang's current situation!" Qi Lin turned the steering wheel vigorously, stepped on the accelerator and crossed the traffic quickly and steadily, allowing them to approach the hospital faster .

15 minutes left.

He ordered his assistant to call the top management of the hospital to try his best to block the spread of all bad news.

"Jiang Jue!"

Jiang Jue came back to his senses, clutching the phone and said incoherently: "My mother was in a car accident, auntie, she is being rescued."

As soon as Wu Qiu recognized Jiang Jue's voice, he instantly realized that the child was shaking, and immediately replied: "Don't be afraid, the car accident can be rescued, I'm coming by plane now, you tell me the situation in the hospital, I will We will ask our director to help with consultation and guidance."

Shidu's medical level is the highest in the country, and she will help them as much as possible.

"I——I will." Jiang Jue could hardly control the constriction of his trachea, and endured the suffocation and began to say the address of the hospital.

At the same time, Bai Ping hastily dialed the phone numbers of various places, and began to anxiously contact everyone who could be useful.

He didn't care about anything else at all, he was only afraid that she wouldn't be able to make it through, and would just disappear into this world so suddenly.

Accompanied by angina, he coughed violently, out of breath, explained the current situation to his old friend, explained his identity to the police, and listened to every word the doctor said about the critical illness notice.

Bai Ping choked to the point of tears, and couldn't breathe and speak normally, and even his throat was so hoarse that every word seemed to be squeezed out.

The car finally stopped in front of the hospital, and a few media outlets had already started reporting on the car accident, but it was not clear who was rescued.

Qi Lin directly handed over the car to the assistant to park, and dragged Jiang Jue to follow Bai Ping towards the emergency room.

Some patients who came to the consultation recognized them and started taking out their mobile phones to take pictures of their backs.

Jiang Jue tried his best to hold back his tears, and felt his heart ache every moment he ran.

The light on at the door of the operating room was like the eyes of death. When Bai Ping saw the doctor, he was talking almost tensely, and his wrists were shaking all the time when he even signed the informed letter.

Jiang Jue could barely stand at the door of the operating room, he leaned on the wall and began to pant violently.

Qi Lin also wanted to shed tears in fear, rubbing his eyes constantly to force himself to hold back these emotions, and kept dialing the phone to help Bai Ping deal with various things.

Then the officers came to report the situation, and the plastic bag contained all relevant items in the car.

Jiang Yanzhi's handbag, a mobile phone that was crushed in half, and a piece of mango millefeuille that was smashed into mud.

"She seems to be trying to drive to the outskirts of the city, but neither the direction nor the road is going to the airport." The policeman explained the relevant situation: "Mr. Bai, we have arranged people to control the order and try not to let the media disturb you as much as possible."

Bai Ping mechanically accepted bag after bag of things related to her, constantly controlling her breathing like a wounded beast.

Shidu Third Hospital had already called, and they were involved in guiding the rescue.

血袋一直紧缺，但直系近亲不能输血，白凭又血型不对，戚麟在确认都是O型之后，直接挽了胳膊过去献血。

The lights in the operating room were always on.

More and more people stood at the door.

Assistants try to get them something to eat, or add some clothes to keep them from catching a cold.

Other close friends also rushed to try to comfort Bai Ping and his children.

After getting off the plane, Wu Qiu came directly by car, and went to the emergency room after finishing preoperative preparations.

It turned out that the rescue took so long.

Jiang Jue crouched in a corner and didn't speak to anyone.

He held the box of cakes that had been shaken, his mind went blank.

Father and friends have gone to deal with the hospital and the police.

Aunt Wu was still in the emergency room, and the lights were always on.

I heard that when the mother was sent to the emergency room, she was still conscious and able to answer and say her name. The brain CT showed no intracranial hematoma or internal bleeding.

When Qi Ding rushed over, he saw the child hiding alone in the corner, so he pulled him up and handed him a tissue in distress.

"It's okay, don't worry too much," he clumsily tried to comfort the child: "Your Aunt Wu is a professional old doctor and has participated in many rescues. With her here, things will be much better——"

Qi Lin pressed his bleeding arm and appeared at the stairs, hurried over to confirm the situation.

"Lao Bai's mood is not very good, I sent someone to take care of him." Qi Ding pressed his brows, took off his coat, and put it on Jiang Jue: "Xiaolin, take care of my brother first, at least let me take care of him." Let him drink some water, and I will go to the dean to understand the situation."

These old friends did not dare to let Bai Ping and Jiang Jue hear the bad news again, and tried their best to do something to help, even Qi Ding called to appease and dispatch the crew who were left in the villa.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the police who maintained order began to shift, and some media directly saw the opportunity and rushed in.

The candid photos of those patients were posted on the Internet one after another, and more and more reporters and paparazzi began to rush over like vultures smelling blood.

They broke through the line of defense of the security guards and the police, and rushed to the door of the emergency room with their cameras in their hands. They raised the camera and pointed it at the two young men with pale faces.

Many newspapers and magazines have already written drafts of Jiang Yanzhi's death, and they are just waiting to break the news first-hand and take precious shots to witness a major event in film history.

Everyone knows that if you do this vote, you may be accountable and dismissed or even blacklisted in the industry, but as long as you do this vote, you will enjoy endless benefits in front of you. Who wants to be a reporter again!

Lin Jiuguang and many others formed a human wall to block Qi Lin and Jiang Jue, trying their best to drive out these dozens of crazy reporters.

"As a teenage idol, Qi Lin hugs a friend of the same sex openly, isn't it too intimate?"

"May I ask how Jiang Yanzhi's current situation is?"

"Why didn't Bai Ping show up at the door of the emergency room in such a critical situation? Are they really the rumored married couple?"

Jiang Jue hid in Qi Lin's arms, stuck in a corner and tried his best to block out all the sounds.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Qi Lin hugged him tightly, covered his ears with both hands, and whispered as if coaxing his lover to sleep: "Je, I'm always here...don't be afraid. "

He turned his back to those spotlights, let the tears of the person in his arms soak his shirt, and patted him on the back enduring the feeling of extreme panic in his heart.

The flashing lights that covered his head and face were almost more frenzied than when he appeared on the red carpet. All the sounds, lights and shadows seemed to have suddenly gained weight, and Qi Lin blocked them all behind him.

A male reporter kept trying to get over Lin Jiuguang's arms to take a closer look at their backs, and said in a loud voice: "It is said that Jiang Yanzhi encountered this kind of thing because of a drug-driving accident, and this rumor has been circulating on the Internet for many years. As her biological son, what do you think about his marijuana addiction?!"

His voice was high and shrill, and his whole body was like a hyena greedily seeking the smell of flesh and blood.

Jiang Jue suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red at this moment.

He broke away from Qi Lin directly, got up and picked up the chair next to him, and raised it high——

Qi Lin's reaction was faster than his. At that moment, he grabbed the chair in his hand, aimed at the reporter and swung it down!

"Qi Lin beat someone!!"

"Qi Lin is beating the reporter—"

Jiang Jue showed a flustered and astonished expression, and could hardly believe this scene.

The person who was insulted to the extreme and kept smiling at the media, in order to protect himself at this time, actually did it for the sake of——

While dialing the dean's phone, Lin Jiuguang kicked away several reporters who were trying to take pictures of this scene, and Qi Ding was also rushing back with his men.

More flashes began to flicker everywhere regardless of enemy or friend, splashing like white blades.

At this moment, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out, and a nurse wearing a mask appeared at the door, almost frightened by the scene in front of her.

Dozens of hands held up the camera at the same time as if they were swearing allegiance, and started shooting frantically at her.

More people began to ask loudly——

"Is Jiang Yanzhi dead?"

"Is Jiang Yanzhi still alive?"

As long as the nurse nodded, they could upload the death announcement to the Internet in a split second, causing the whole network to mourn and eat a mouthful of human blood.

Qi Ding directly led a group of security guards with electric batons to appear at the door, kicked the railing so hard that the sound echoed up and down the stairs, and roared like countless wild dogs: "Everyone! Get out! Get out of here, Lao Tzu!" !!"

The security guards took up electric batons to disperse the reporters, and finally some people started to scatter, howling, and many people still crowded at the door, trying to take more pictures and grab more information.

As soon as Wu Qiu came out wearing a green surgical gown, when he saw Jiang Jue's lips were bloodless, he hugged the child in his arms distressedly.

"It's over...it's over." She took off her gloves and stroked the back of the child's head repeatedly, feeling that he was still shaking.

"I...my mother she..."

"She has stabilized." Wu Qiu glanced at the chaotic situation not far away, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Your father is already guarding her outside the ICU, Xiao Jue listens to Aunt Wu, first Go back and eat something and sleep, okay?"

“你明天还要守着妈妈醒过来，今晚还不休息的话，明天会撑不下去的，听话好不好？”

Qi Ding immediately contacted the security company to protect the order of the hospital 24 hours a day.

Those reporters who couldn't wait for the news were all driven to the outskirts of the hospital, wandering around the place like vultures and hyenas, but they couldn't get in anyway.

The last time he did this was when Wu Qiuyi was harassed by the doctor while pregnant with Xiao Qi.

Jiang Jue was taken by Qi Lin to wash his face, he only drank a few sips of porridge, and stayed quietly outside the ICU.

Bai Ping has always been a stylish gentleman in front of the camera, and now he is sitting outside the door with a beard and blue eyes, looking tired and old.

They still couldn't do anything for her, they couldn't even shake her cold hand by the hospital bed.

Doctors and nurses are busy coming in and out, but fortunately her condition is still stable.

She did have ruptured internal organs and bleeding, and had multiple fractures on her body, but all of them had been fixed with steel nails.

According to the consultations of many doctors, postoperative recovery will not be very difficult. Although the tibia is fractured, it will not affect walking and running in the future.

There was a hemorrhage during the car accident, and he also had a hemorrhage during the operation. Fortunately, the patient was still conscious, and the time and blood supply to the hospital were quite timely.

It was not until ten days later that Jiang Yanzhi was transferred from the ICU to a single ward after confirming that his condition was stable.

Her arms and legs were tightly bound, and there were some scrapes on her cheeks and forehead.

Bai Ping endured it for several days, but he still couldn't hold back the moment he entered the ward and looked at her, and kissed her fingers with tears in his eyes.

"The doctor said... there is something wrong with the metacarpal bones of my little finger, and I won't be able to play the violin in the future." She said slowly, "But I don't know how to play the violin."

"I'm still joking at this time," Bai Ping laughed angrily, covered his face and gasped, "You idiot..."

Jiang Yanzhi was fixed on the bed like a specimen, even his arms were hung, unable to comfort his collapsing husband, he only looked at his son in the distance.

Jiang Jue stood at the door, hardly daring to go in.

He has been feeling guilty and blaming himself, but he keeps all his thoughts in his heart and dare not cause trouble with anyone.

In the past ten days, he and Qi Lin have tacitly turned off their mobile phones and have not contacted any Internet or media.

需要打理的，公司的公关团队会自己想办法，他们已经不能承受更多的困扰了。

But mother... Mother turned back temporarily and wanted to bring them another cake when they left Zhuqian, so this happened.

"Juejue, come here." Jiang Yanzhi sipped water, trying to get her husband to wipe his face.

She sighed slowly, relieving the sad atmosphere: "I'm still alive...don't be like this."

Jiang Jue wanted to cry when he saw the gauze on her forehead, but he still approached her and warmed her hanging hand with his palm.

He couldn't imagine life without his mother at all.If it wasn't for Qi Lin's inseparable company these days, he wouldn't even be able to eat a bite of food.

"Mom..." he whispered, "We love you very much."

"You must get better."

白凭想说些什么，却都咽了回去，只点了点头，闷头给她喂水。

Qi Lin took a few glances at the door, then turned around and sent his parents back to Shidu by plane.

Wu Qiuyi has been helping to take care of the situation in the hospital these days, but he is finally free to have a cup of tea and chat with Qi Ding.

The two middle-aged people are so busy with work that they don't even have time to take care of their families.

If it hadn't been for Lao Jiang's sudden accident, the two of them might not have the chance to have a meal together until next year.

Qi Ding originally had a lot of important things to do, and according to the plan, he was going abroad to hold an approval meeting.

But he witnessed all this in front of the emergency room, and seeing Lao Bai suddenly aged a lot, he seemed to wake up for a moment.

Without his family, all his busyness and diligence would be meaningless.

He turned down most of the work, and accompanied Lao Wu to help deal with Zhuqian's various matters, take good care of Xiaolin and Xiaojue, and arrange for the assistant director on the crew to finish filming other small clips first, so as not to burn them all the time. With the funds, help Lao Bai call other investors to explain the situation, and deal with all kinds of things caused by Qi Lin, a brat.

This time when Lao Jiang had an accident, he appeared at the same time as Qi Lin without thinking about it, directly exposing the relationship between the family.

Originally, the relationship between the big group and the entertainment company was far away. Apart from the surname, he and Qi Lin had no connection in the eyes of outsiders.

Now that the photos and various conjectures have been circulated, Qi Lin's identity has also surfaced, and there is only one official recognition left.

Qi Ding originally thought that it was for his own good not to expose this father-son relationship.

This child pursues all the things he likes so desperately, and gets what he deserves. He should not be accused of "all relying on his father's charity resources", and should not encounter more negation and ridicule.

But when watching Lao Jiang and his family reunite, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being public.

After a busy day, he would lead Lao Wu for a walk in the small garden in the hospital, or chat with Qi Lin for a while.

Sometimes Qi Lin was exhausted, and would sleep for a long time leaning on his shoulder, and his arms were sore from the pressure.

At this time, Lao Wu would look at him and smile at each other, and then they would bow their heads and do their respective things.

活着，哪怕会疼痛，会疲倦，可终究是好的。

If you don't live this clearly and truly, you will never feel the love that flows deep.

The author has something to say: It’s not considered abuse. Only by experiencing life, old age, sickness and death together can we cherish time and the people around us more.

They are already a family.

After thinking about it, let me add some words.

Like the news of the death of a star, both domestic and foreign media will rush to report it at all costs.

Michael Jackson, domestic Yao Beina, and many others...

When Yao Beina was being rescued in the hospital, some media really planned to report the news of her death in advance, vying for information regardless of the grief of the family members.

At that time, a high school classmate of mine defended these media, saying that it was the necessity of their work. I just thought this kind of behavior had reached a disgusting level. After arguing with him for a long time, I finally got blocked =-=.

This kind of media, as well as the surging news that instigated Tang Lanlan's case, really stinks.

Boycotts may not be effective, but more people should know about these things.