Facial Paralysis Capture Program [Entertainment]

Yue Haonan sighed silently, pushed away the woman sitting on top of him, then squeezed away the people around Xia Kun, directly opened a bottle of Boss Vodka and handed it to Xia Kun, then opened a bottle himself, smiled and used his own wine The bottle touched the wine bottle in Xia Kun's hand, and said, "Come on, prince, didn't you say you wanted to fight wine with me before you came, let's stop talking and just blow on the bottle."

Xia Kun was dumbfounded, looked at the wine bottle in his hand with a troubled expression, then at Yue Haonan who was smiling calmly, and then quietly glanced at Bai Zixuan who was watching here, knowing that if he was scared at this time, There will be no chance again, so I have to bite the bullet and say: "Blow it!"

Two 10 minutes later.

Xia Kun had already lay down under the table and couldn't get up even if he pulled it, but Yue Haonan was still full of energy and didn't seem to be drunk at all.

The onlookers were stunned, their eyeballs were about to fall out, Yue Haonan easily lifted Xia Kun up, and said to everyone: "I'll take him to the toilet to vomit, you guys keep playing, leave us alone."

An Huai suppressed her frightened expression, and forced the corners of her mouth to twitch: "Ah...ok...okay, Brother Nan, go slowly."

After Yue Haonan took Xia Kun out, Bai Zixuan also stood up expressionlessly, and said coldly, "I'm leaving."

An Huai hurriedly stopped him: "Don't tell me, how can you leave before Xia Kun comes back, at least wait until he comes back."

"Anyway, he's already drunk and unconscious, does it make any difference if he comes back or not." Bai Zixuan's tone was indifferent, with sullen brows.

An Huai was speechless, so he had no choice but to play tricks: "No one cares about him after you've been gone for a while, so are you going to throw him here?"

"You don't care about him?" Bai Zixuan felt very strange.

"Of course it doesn't matter, because," An Huai waved his hand to wake up everyone in the private room, "I'm leaving now, Xia Kun will be counting on you."

"What? Hey! Wait..." Before Bai Zixuan finished speaking, An Huai led the whole room away quickly, and immediately Bai Zixuan was the only one left in the private room.

Bai Zixuan: "..."

More than ten minutes later, Yue Haonan came back with Xia Kun on his back, and seeing Bai Zixuan sitting alone in the private room, he couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, did I go to the wrong room? There was only one room full of people just now, why now?" Are you alone?"

Bai Zixuan was also very helpless: "They all left."

"Then what should he do?" Yue Haonan pouted and pointed at Xia Kun.

"Put it here, I'll take him home." Bai Zixuan patted the sofa beside him.

"Okay, be careful all the way, there are still people waiting for me, so I'll go first." Yue Haonan put the drunken Xia Kun beside Bai Zixuan, took his bag and left.

"Alas..." Bai Zixuan sighed softly, took out his car keys from Xia Kun's pocket, took his arms, and dragged him out with great effort.

Xia Kun has completely lost consciousness, and all his weight is on Bai Zixuan's body. Every step Bai Zixuan takes is extremely difficult, and his waist is almost broken by him. Finally, he walked to the parking lot. He supported him with one hand. Xia Kun's waist, one hand went to get the car keys in his pocket, but before he could take it out, he suddenly felt a dark shadow around him.

"Hey brother, the drunkard you're carrying is Xia Kun, right?"

Bai Zixuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw four or five little hooligans surrounding them, each of them was holding wrenches, crowbars and other things in their hands. .

Bai Zixuan looked at their faces one by one, his gaze stayed on the face of the last one, and he froze for a moment.

"Hey, be sensible and hand over this guy to us quickly, we don't want to accidentally injure him." A man standing in the middle shook the crowbar in his hand threateningly.

Bai Zixuan didn't even look at him, but stared at the last person, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you kill a singer 11 years ago?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed a few times guilty: "Crazy, are you drunk?"

This voice is unmistakable, the killer 11 years ago was him!

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it! Brother Qing said, take off this kid's arm!" With an order, several gangsters rushed up together, and Bai Zixuan let go of Xia Kun and threw Xia Kun on the ground, kicking on the middle wall. The man's crotch, the man screamed, and immediately bowed his waist, Bai Zixuan dodged a man's sneak attack, quickly grabbed the crowbar from the man's hand, and hit the murderer's face directly.

The murderer hastily used a wrench to block Bai Zixuan, there was a crisp sound of "collapse", the crowbar and the wrench collided hard, and both of their hands were numb.The cold air on Bai Zixuan's body was overwhelming, and his voice was extremely cold: "Tell me, who told you to kill Jiang Lin 11 years ago!"

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" The murderer let go of Bai Zixuan's pressure, and at the same time, three people rushed forward and pointed a few sticks at Bai Zixuan's back. Bai Zixuan grunted in pain, and turned back to them Fight up.

"Leave him alone! Hurry up and take off Xia Kun's arm!" The man who was kicked in the crotch by Bai Zixuan first supported the car and stood up, pulled out a long knife from his back, and was about to wave at Xia Kun Cut it off, Bai Zixuan hurriedly broke through the three people blocking the way in front of him, rushed over and hugged Xia Kun without thinking, and took the man's knife firmly for him, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his back immediately, It was as if his entire body was about to be torn in two, and large streams of blood flowed out, quickly staining his T-shirt red.

"Fuck!" The man cursed in a low voice, and was about to cut again, but he heard a voice behind him shout: "What are you doing! Put down the knife!"

Anhuai?

When Bai Zixuan heard that An Huai brought a group of people over, he quickly subdued the gangsters. He struggled to lift his arms from Xia Kun, but An Huai hurried over to support him, with a calm voice: "Bai Zixuan Hold on, I've called an ambulance and I'll take you to the hospital right away."

"That person...killed Jiang Lin..." Bai Zixuan had already lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. With his last breath, he pointed at the murderer who was already under control, and said the last sentence, Finally passed out.

***

When Bai Zixuan woke up again, he was in a ward.

He was almost used to opening his eyes and seeing a strange ceiling and smelling the familiar smell of disinfectant. He lay on his back for a few seconds, and his consciousness gradually recovered. There was a burning pain in his back, as if someone was holding a torch to fry His meat is the same.

He looked around and found that the ward was empty, but there was a jacket on the chair next to the bed, which he immediately recognized as Xia Kun's clothes.

He lay quietly for a while, and suddenly heard an angry voice from outside the door: "How did you become a doctor! He hasn't woken up for so long, can't you think of a way?!"

"Sir, it's normal for a patient to lose blood and go into a coma. You don't have to worry. Also, can you please stop following me, I can't make ward rounds like this."

"He's been in a coma for more than ten hours and can he still be called normal?! If you don't wake him up again, I will tear down your hospital!"

"... Sir, can you calm down? The patient was sent at night, so it's normal to sleep for more than ten hours. If you have the time to quarrel with me, why don't you go to see the patient and let me know if there is anything wrong?" .”

Bai Zixuan heaved a long sigh, this idiot is still as hopeless as ever.

After listening to the doctor's words, Xia Kun didn't continue arguing, and reluctantly opened the door and walked into the ward. As soon as he got to the bedside, he saw Bai Zixuan with his eyes open. It took him a second to call out tentatively: "Bai Zixuan? You...are you awake?"

"Yes," Bai Zixuan replied calmly, "I was woken up by you."

Xia Kun frowned, pointed at Bai Zixuan, and cursed: "Damn you, idiot! Who the hell needs you to block the knife! Just let me block the knife with your small body! Next time there is danger, you will be an embarrassment to me!" Do you hear me running away! If you run too slowly, I will beat you to death!" Xia Kun became more and more excited as she spoke, until the tip of her nose turned red when she spoke, and her voice was a little choked.

Hearing Xia Kun's long-lost voice, Bai Zixuan's heart suddenly softened, he turned his head stubbornly, and said in a muffled voice, "I am willing, you don't need to worry about me."

Xia Kun sat on the chair angrily, stretched out the back of his hand to touch Bai Zixuan's forehead, and murmured: "Fortunately, the fever has subsided. You had a high fever all night last night. I thought you were going to spontaneously combust."

"Get lost, you're the one who spontaneously combusts." Bai Zixuan gave him an annoyed look.

Xia Kun grinned, and the nerves that had been tense all night finally relaxed: "Does your back still hurt?"

Although the pain was so bad that he couldn't breathe, Bai Zixuan still shook his head lightly: "It doesn't hurt."

Looking at his bloodless face, Xia Kun knew that he was trying to be brave. She drooped her eyebrows distressedly, pursed her lips tightly, and said, "I know you are in pain, but you can't take painkillers all the time...you have to really bear it." If you can't stop, just say, I'll feed you painkillers."

"I am fine."

Xia Kun stared blankly at Bai Zixuan, and suddenly laughed silly.

"What are you laughing at, idiot." Bai Zixuan looked at him inexplicably.

"I just feel that I haven't talked to you like this for more than a week, and I miss it."

Bai Zixuan's chest hurt and he stopped talking.

Why isn't he? The moment he walked into the ward, there was an illusion that he hadn't seen for many years.

"Who is it that attacked you last night?" Bai Zixuan came back to his senses, and asked the point.

"Oh, those are sent by my competitors. I'm planning to shoot a costume drama. The theme just happened to hit another company. He was the one who instigated so many withdrawals before. Fortunately, Later, a game company dropped from the sky and invested 300 million yuan for me, so that my TV series could start filming smoothly, but after the filming started, he became impatient and sent a few local hooligans to attack. However, those people had already been arrested and taken to the police station, and he also He was detained for investigation."

"One of those people was the murderer who killed Jiang Lin back then, and there was a mole on the corner of his mouth..."

"I know, An Huai told me everything, and after interrogation, he recruited them all. It is true that he sneaked into Jiang Lin's house and turned on the gas valve 11 years ago, faking the illusion that Jiang Lin committed suicide. The Jiang Lin case from 11 years ago has been tried."

Bai Zixuan's heart rose to his throat, and he asked cautiously: "Then who is the one behind him?"

Xia Kun looked directly into Bai Zixuan's eyes, and said word by word: "It's not my father who instigated him, but someone else."