Coquettish

Sun Huaijun came very quickly. He is an old Jianghu, so he dealt with these matters very quickly. Although things in the circle usually do not cause trouble to the police station, he still promptly reported to the police and asked the police to detain Chen Xiaoxiao in the police station.

Xie Yan was rushed to the county hospital. The wound on his arm was not deep, but it was too long. After the injury, he exercised vigorously, and the bleeding could not stop. The doctor still suggested that it should be stitched up for better healing.

He sat in a chair, cleaned the wound, administered anesthesia, and sewed twelve stitches. During this period, he didn't say a word, very quiet.

After the stitches were finished, the doctor boasted, "Young man is tough."

Xie Yan didn't speak, but her lower lip was already bitten.He is also a mortal, and he is also afraid of pain, but he is very good at endurance, so that he can not be easily noticed by others.

Sun Huaijun, the assistant director, and a few people from the film crew were waiting outside. Yang Xun is still at the police station because he has to take notes.Xie Yan came out by himself, looking fine. He leaned against the door frame, lowered his brows and eyes, and said softly, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep first."

The people in the production team have been with Xie Yan for several months, and they know his character very well. If Xie Yan said that he was sleepy and tired, he must have reached the point where he could hardly hold on.

The assistant director hurriedly went downstairs to ask the nurse. Fortunately, there were not many people in the county, and the hospital ward was not tense, so a single ward was opened immediately.

Perhaps it was due to excessive blood loss, and he was given anesthesia again. His left arm was so painful that it was numb, and he didn't feel much. Xie Yan only felt very tired, couldn't lift his spirits, and couldn't even open his eyes.

He refused to be escorted by others, lying on the hospital bed alone, and fell asleep after a while.In fact, Xie Yan wanted to talk to Fu Qing before going to bed, but the phone was still with Yang Xun, so he had to give up.

This sleep was very restless, the effect of the anesthetic was gradually passing, and the pain was severe again. Xie Yan lay half asleep and half awake for a long time, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Yang Xun sitting beside her bed, eyes wide open. Crying flushed, weeping silently, like a mentally retarded.

Xie Yan asked him, "Why are you crying?"

Yang Xun wiped away his tears, hiccupped while talking, "It's all my fault, that fan is the one who smeared you last time, she..."

The more Yang Xun spoke, the more sad he became, and the more he spoke, the more sad he became, and he couldn't speak the following words, so he could only say: "You, leave me alone, take a good rest, and I will go out by myself."

Xie Yan got a headache from his crying, sat up from the bed, grabbed Yang Xun, took out a few more pieces of paper and handed them to him, half-closed his eyes, and spoke very casually, in fact, Xie Yan's mind is now blank, it is difficult to think, Say what comes to mind, "I told you last time, don't apologize for what you didn't do wrong."

Yang Xun still felt very sorry for Xie Yan, and cried, "It's all because of me, she is my fan..."

Xie Yan interrupted him, "That's not a fan, that's crazy. You were scared when you met her."

Yang Xun blamed himself even more, "I was too cowardly at the time. If I had restrained her earlier, or if I didn't need your protection, it wouldn't be you who was injured."

Xie Yan felt a little dizzy, supported his head with his right hand, and said something that he might not have said when he was sober, "Aren't we friends? Of course I will help you."

Yang Xun cried loudly, "No, we are not friends anymore. From today on, you are my brother, closer than my brother!"

Xie Yan looked at him, a little helpless, "...All right."

The little assistant who pushed the door and entered froze for three seconds before walking in resentfully.

The little assistant said to Xie Yan: "This matter has been reported on the Internet, and now all the reporters around have come over and said they want to interview you. Brother Xie, do you want to accept it?"

Yang Xun was the top trafficker, and there was such a big news that a fan attacked an artist and caused him to be injured and hospitalized. The reporters around heard the news and wanted to get first-hand news, especially about Xie Yan.

Xie Yan stood up and slightly opened the curtains. There were still many vans parked in front of the hospital, and there were cameras flashing.

What I just said to Yang Xun has used up all Xie Yan's patience, he is still uncomfortable all over, he just wants to be alone in peace, those reporters can only make him feel very annoying, he shook his head, "I don't accept it, let them all Walk."

This is actually a good opportunity to gain a sense of presence in front of the public, as long as they sell miserably with reporters, Xie Yan doesn't want it. Among artists, they can be regarded as bad-tempered and willful.

The little assistant agreed, saying that he knew it. When he was about to go out, Xie Yan stopped him and asked the little assistant to carry Yang Xun out together. He just wanted to be alone.

Xie Yan was still groggy, her mind was not clear, and the phone on the counter next to her vibrated.

It was Wang Zhuwei who called.

Xie Yan picked it up casually, and Wang Zhuwei said anxiously: "How are you? I heard about you, and now many reporters have gone, so hurry up and accept the interview. Do you know how to say it? If not, I will give Tell me how to answer the question..."

Wang Zhuwei still saw the news on Weibo.Although he doesn't intend to cultivate Xie Yan, he can use this incident to generate a wave of popularity and traffic, at least he can accept a few advertisements and make a fortune.

Xie Yan refused without waiting for Wang Zhuwei to finish speaking, "It's not necessary."

On the one hand, it was true that he was uncomfortable and annoying, and he just wanted to lie down quietly, and he didn't want to make up lies to the reporters; on the other hand, he didn't want to draw attention to his injury.

Wang Zhuwei wanted to say something else, but Xie Yan hung up immediately.

He looked through it. In the past few hours, many reporters have found this phone number. There are countless missed calls in the communication records, and there are many messages saying that they want to interview him.

The more Xie Yan watched, the more he couldn't suppress his anger. He knew that he was not in the right mood right now, so he planned to turn off his phone to try to be quiet.

Before turning off the phone, he glanced at Fu Qing's WeChat, but there was no message.

Xie Yan thought that Brother Fu was very busy recently, so he probably didn't know about it, but he still sent a sentence.

"Brother Fu, don't listen to the rumors on the Internet. It's nothing serious. Don't worry too much. I'm going to sleep after turning off the phone."

After shutting down, there is really nothing else to do except sleep.

Fu Qing arrived early the next morning.

He walked into the small ward, and there was a big bulge on the small bed, and Xie Yan was hidden inside, sleeping shyly, only the left arm was outside the quilt, and it was wrapped with a bandage, making the wrist extraordinarily slender. It is so white that it is almost transparent, and the light blue veins can be clearly seen.

The two of them slept for two nights, Xie Yan's sleeping appearance was not very honest, he liked to toss and turn, rolling around, but today he slept well.

Fu Qing walked to Xie Yan's bedside, couldn't help reaching out to touch him.

His little Xie was injured and lying on the hospital bed, with no one around him to take care of him.Even sleeping under the quilt, her face was pale and her hands were cold.

Fu Qing's heart throbbed twice, it was hard for him not to remember how he got here, and it was not until the moment he saw Xie Yan that he felt it.

Maybe it was because of the bigger movements, Xie Yan slept in a daze, but she seemed to feel a familiar breath, she rubbed Fu Qing's hand unconsciously on her cheek, and said something like she was still dreaming, "Brother Fu has Are you free to see me?"

That tone was very cute, as if she had longed for it for a long time.

Fu Qing took a deep breath, leaned down, and softly whispered into Xie Yan's ear, "I'm sorry, I'm free now, come and accompany Xiao Xie, my sweet boy."