Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

Qi Xiaoyu didn't strike up a conversation right away.

He understood what Ma Weiye said.

When Song Yue said that Xun Qian's legs didn't improve, he had doubts in this regard, whether this was a unique setting in the original book, a part that he could not change.

But the doubt was too bad for him to think about it any further.

Now, Ma Wei has also pierced this layer of window paper.

Ma Wei also looked at him, his mouth turned sideways, Yun Danfeng lightly hit the point, "How is Xun Qian's leg? Are you still unable to stand up?"

Qi Xiaoyu's hand holding the trophy was clenched tightly.

Ma Weiye's eyes were frivolous and indifferent, "So, some plots cannot be changed."

When he was speaking, he leaned slightly and moved closer to Qi Xiaoyu. His voice was not high, but he slid past Qi Xiaoyu like a poisonous snake.

"His legs can only be good if Tang Yuning is there. No matter how hard you try, it won't help if you are in the middle."

Ma Wei also finished speaking, hehe laughed twice.

Qi Xiaoyu pursed his mouth tightly, lowered his head and said nothing.

Ma Wei also continued to approach, "Look, you ruined the plot line of the original book, and everything you do will only backfire."

He was so close that he could see Qi Xiaoyu's glowing white neck under his dark blue double-breasted suit, which made him a little fascinated, and his voice slowed down, "I'm telling you this because I don't want you to get caught up in the plot Can't extricate myself... You can let go of Xun Qian, relax and be happy, and only change your own plot, isn't that better? I invited you to cooperate with me..."

"Really? Thank you so much for your kindness."

Qi Xiaoyu interrupted Ma Weiye's words.

He raised his head again, the moment of confusion just now was gone, he pushed Ma Weiye away, and said coldly, "My assistant is still waiting for me, please step aside."

He bypassed the people, strode off the stage, and walked down the stage.

Ma Wei didn't give up, and caught up again, "Considering divorcing Xun Qian?"

Qi Xiaoyu walked straight forward, ignoring him.

Ma Wei was not embarrassed either, instead he actually took out a document from his backpack and stretched it out to Qi Xiaoyu, "Prepare it first, you will need it sooner or later."

Rao Qi Xiaoyu didn't realize what Ma Weiye stretched out in front of him at first, and when he caught a glimpse of the big words "divorce agreement" on the cover from the corner of his eye, his face darkened, and his tone contained Angry and warning, "Mr. Ma, you and I are just ordinary colleagues, and your actions are beyond the bounds."

Ma Weiye still smiled foolishly, "Don't rush to say you don't need it, put it away first, and keep it for your use...I'll find a professional lawyer to draft the content, and you will definitely not suffer any disadvantages."

After he finished speaking, looking at Qi Xiaoyu's calm and angry look, he shrugged, "If you don't get divorced or let go, Xun Qian is the one who can't afford to be hurt by this kind of exhaustion, do you have the heart?"

"Little fish, have you finished filming yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yan appeared not far away looking for Qi Xiaoyu.

Ma Wei also stuffed the document that looked like the Arabian Nights into Qi Xiaoyu's arms, and took a few steps back, "I don't think you're in the mood to chat with me anymore, so I'll go first."

After speaking, he pointed to the document, "Think carefully."

*****

Xu Yan asked Qi Xiaoyu to attend the celebration banquet together.

Qi Xiaoyu was not in the mood, and used the excuse of filming early the next morning as an excuse, and went back to the hotel alone.

The joy of winning the award was completely diluted by Ma Weiye's words.

He returned to the hotel, threw the absurd divorce agreement on the bedside table, hurriedly changed his clothes and took a shower.

After washing up, I lay back on the bed, took out my phone and saw that it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

There are many unread messages on the phone, all of which are congratulatory messages from colleagues who have worked with me before, and I feel like I can't get my head around it.

But there was no news from Xun Qian.

Qi Xiaoyu also threw the phone aside, feeling like nothing was going well.

What Ma Weiye said may be true or false.But regardless of whether it was true or not, a possibility was inevitably pushed before his eyes.

Is it his fault?

If not, why is Xun Qian's leg not getting any better after the rehabilitation is so simple in the original book?

Qi Xiaoyu covered himself with a pillow.

Although I took a shower just now, the tiredness from a busy day was not washed away, on the contrary, it became heavier.

Since he came to this world, he has encountered many things, and he has the confidence to solve each of them, but at this time, a feeling of helplessness emerges.

He tossed and turned, thinking of Xun Qian, his pale face and slightly trembling fingertips, and his going to the hospital for rehabilitation...the faces of Ma Weiye and Tang Yuning flashed again, and his heart seemed to be tightened by something It was the same, and he didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn.

The next day, the alarm clock woke him up early in the morning.

Make-up starts at seven o'clock and filming starts at nine o'clock.

When putting on makeup, Qi Xiaoyu felt that his state was not good enough. No matter what the plot was, he wanted to try again. Since he could change his own plot, why couldn't he change Xun Qian's?

He tried to divert his attention from Ma Weiye's words yesterday, thinking about the work at hand, and thinking about Xun Qian's birthday in a few days.

While putting on makeup and waiting for the shooting, he sent a message to Kang Qitao, asking when the record would be finished.

Kang Qitao replied that it could be delivered to him the day before his birthday.

He also sent a message to Steward Cheng and Li Ma, and there are a few ingredients that can be prepared slowly in the next few days.

But after doing all this, it still couldn't relieve his anxiety.

Fortunately, he didn't have many scenes in the morning, and it ended in two or three scenes.Although he was not in good condition, it didn't affect the shooting effect too much.

At noon, everyone sat in their seats and had lunch.

He couldn't help it, and sent Song Yue another message, asking him about Xun Qian's recent physical condition.

A few seconds after the message was sent, he clicked on it to see if there was a reply.

After repeating this four or five times before receiving Song Yue's reply.

Song Yue's reply was very concise, just one sentence, "Come to the hospital if you have time. We will talk when we meet."

Qi Xiaoyu pressed his fingers firmly on the screen. He thought of Xun Qian who hadn't contacted him last night, and Cheng Butler who didn't reply to him all morning, and immediately felt a very bad feeling.

Li Kun was bringing him the boxed lunch, bending over and staring at Qi Xiaoyu's face uneasily, "Xiaoyu, are you sick? Why do you look so bad?"

"It's okay... Well, I seem to have caught a cold when I attended the awards ceremony yesterday. Tell Director Yang for me... I want to take half a day off today."

"Huh?" Li Kun had been with Qi Xiaoyu for so long, and he didn't see him asking for leave casually, and seeing that his face was really bad, he agreed without hesitation, telling him to go back and rest quickly.

On the way to the hospital, Qi Xiaoyu called Xun Qian, but no one answered.

He called Butler Cheng again, but it took a long time for anyone to answer.

Qi Xiaoyu opened his mouth and asked, "Where's Xun Qian?"

"Third Master...is sleeping."

"Cheng Bo, tell me the truth. I'm already on my way to the hospital."

Steward Cheng choked for a moment, probably because he had never seen Qi Xiaoyu with such a blunt tone. He was suppressed by Qi Xiaoyu's aura for a while, and said hesitantly, "The third master started to have a high fever yesterday, and he is now in the hospital."

****

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon when Qi Xiaoyu arrived at the hospital.

The early summer sun was scorching, and he had time to change his clothes before rushing to the hospital, sweating all over.

Butler Cheng came to pick him up, with a troubled look on his face, he wanted to look at Qi Xiaoyu, but he didn't dare to look at him, and finally said to him with a strange posture with his face turned towards Qi Xiaoyu and his eyes turned sideways, "Little fish, Here."

Qi Xiaoyu pursed his lips and followed.

Followed to the outside of a ward.

Cheng Butler stopped in his tracks, "The third master is still awake, the doctor won't let him in."

Qi Xiaoyu stood outside the ward, through the glass, he could only see a pile of instruments and a vague shadow on the bed from a distance.

The sun shone on the glass from the corridor, and it seemed to be more dazzling.

Ma Weiye's words flashed in his mind, "If you force a change, be careful that it will backfire."

Qi Xiaoyu closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened them again, returning to his normal look, "He didn't let you tell me?"

"Yeah." Steward Cheng faced the ward, only dared to turn his head to look at Qi Xiaoyu quietly, "Look at the current situation, it's useless if you come."

Qi Xiaoyu snorted softly and stopped talking.

The early summer sun extends from the glass to the white wall, changing from dazzling white to pale yellow.

Xun Qian still didn't wake up.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that Steward Cheng dared to come over and ask, "Xiaoyu, why don't you come back after dinner?"

Seeing that Qi Xiaoyu didn't respond, Cheng Butler said, "Third Lord won't wake up for a while, it's been like this a few times before... It's probably going to be tomorrow when the fever subsides, so don't worry too much. "

Yes, after Qi Xiaoyu passed through, Xun Qian had two high fevers, but at one time and another, at that time Qi Xiaoyu could stay out of the matter and not take it to heart.

But now, he can't.

"The third master was originally afraid that you would be worried. Wouldn't he be even more worried when you are like this now? Or should I ask Mama Li to bring food? What do you want to eat?"

"You don't need to call Madam Li over here, I'll go back and rest, and come back tomorrow morning."

Qi Xiaoyu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Butler Cheng was right, he can't help here, there is a doctor here to take care of Xun Qian, he might as well keep his spirits up and bring some breakfast over tomorrow morning .

He was determined to calm himself down, and when he returned to the car, he saw the divorce agreement again. When he came out of the film and television city, he even brought this out with him.

It's... ridiculous.

What I thought was extremely absurd last night, when I saw it now, I felt that it was really another way.

He remembered what Song Yue said when he met Song Yue in the hospital just now, "Lung disease is not curable, and it is easy to recur. As for leg injuries... I can't say for sure. It can only depend on luck, take your time."

Everything seemed so reasonable, yet so... helpless.

****

When Qi Xiaoyu returned to the hospital the next day, Xun Qian was still awake.

But he couldn't stay any longer.

He already asked for half a day off yesterday, and Xun Qian's birthday is a few days later, and he has to ask for another day off. He is the second male lead, and there are still many scenes to be filmed, so we can't delay any longer.

He left his breakfast and asked Steward Cheng to tell him about Xun Qian's situation at any time, and hurried back to the set.

When Qi Xiaoyu returned to the crew, Yang Wei was obviously a little angry, but seeing Qi Xiaoyu's face, he believed what Li Kun said was really sick.

Yang Wei took a good look at Qi Xiaoyu's state, "Today we're filming a racecourse scene, so hurry up and put on your makeup, then rest and find a good state."

Qi Xiaoyu should come down.

His state was obviously tired and haggard, but it couldn't be said to be too bad. After all, he had experienced many things in the original world, and he was able to stabilize his state in front of people.

The scene on the racecourse is not difficult, and the people who appeared on the scene include him, Tang Yuning, and Lu Tongtong.

The main content is that the three of them—a declining noble son, a rich daughter and a progressive student—walk and chat around the racecourse, talking about the situation in the country.

The horse's speed is very slow, not much faster than walking speed.

In the middle, it was NG once because Lu Tongtong missed a line.

Lu Tongtong apologized, saying that there were too many lines, and some of them couldn't remember.

Tang Yuning gently asked the assistant to bring the script.

Qi Xiaoyu also asked Li Kun to bring over his script and memorize the lines.

Li Kun brought the script, and he bent down from his horse to pick it up.It may be that the horse is too tall, Li Kun is too short, or it may be that Qi Xiaoyu was a little distracted and didn't reach it. In short, this posture was maintained for a while, and I don't know which link angered the tall horse under kua|.

It suddenly raised its two front hooves and let out a neigh.

"Ah—" There was a scream from the crowd.

Qi Xiaoyu held the rein tightly with both hands, but the horse was obviously over-excited and out of control.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed that only a second later, he was thrown off the horse. The horse's hoof seemed to step on him, and there was a cracking sound and heart-piercing pain in his shoulder.

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