Xia Yitong's stagnant eyes slowly turned, as if a ray of vitality suddenly poured into the dead land. The earth returned to spring. She stood up suddenly. Because she was too anxious to stand steadily, the back of her head knocked on the wall, and a bang.

Fang Hui quickly held her arm, if there was a concussion inside or a concussion outside.

The blood in Xia Yitong and others' brains flowed back, and the door of the operating room in front of him was still closed. After a while, the surgeon wearing a mask came out. Xia Yitong rushed up first, and Xue Yao followed closely behind.

"Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor took off his mask: "The situation has basically stabilized and there is no life danger, but he cannot go back to the ward for the time being. He will go to the observation room for a period of time."

While talking, the nurses pushed Lu Yinbing out. Xia Yitong stared at Lu Yinbing's pale face and trotted all the way. Xue Yao pulled the doctor aside and asked quietly and cautiously: "Are there any sequelae?"

The doctor answered conservatively: "If you fall seriously, you may experience temporary amnesia, slow movement and other symptoms, but it may not be necessary. The specific ones will have to wait until she wakes up."

The brain is the most sophisticated organ of the human body. It only takes a small piece to control an important function of the human body. It is better to fall to the brain than to fall elsewhere. It is better to maintain the arms and legs. Sometimes there is no problem in the brain that medicine can solve or even detect it.

Xue Yao further asked: "Is there a high probability of sequelae?"

Doctor: "It's hard to say, it's a bit, but the probability of recovery is also very high."

Asking questions means not asking, everything depends on your fate. Xue Yao politely put the doctor back, took out the box of women's cigarettes from her bag silently, went to the smoking area, and saw that the producer was there.

The producer's cigarette burned the bottom, and he had a cigarette butt between his fingers, and he was smoking very hard.

Producer: "Mr. Xue, although it is not appropriate to say this at this time, Lu Yingxiong had an accident at this moment, our contract..."

Xue Yao interrupted him with an interception and said coldly: "Mr. Du, I haven't asked you what happened? Lu Yinbing is so seriously injured, can you get rid of the responsibility?"

The producer nodded repeatedly and made a claim: "Don't worry, we will definitely give you a satisfactory reply."

Xue Yao: "I don't want to reply now, just tell me the whole story." Xue Yao heard Xiaoxi say it, but Xiaoxi was far away at that time and saw Lu Yinbing falling down, without knowing the details.

The producer recalled: "It seems that the stairs were poured by heavy rain. They were not very reliable when they stepped on them, or they were too slippery, and they fell down."

Xue Yao glanced at him: "It seems? Or?"

The producer also looked very sorry: "Oh."

"You are teasing a three-year-old child!" Xue Yao suddenly shouted, "It has been ten hours since the accident happened. Ten hours isn't enough to find out what's going on? Duten, I'm not going to force you to take full responsibility, and I don't need that much money. Find it out for me. My people can't be so hurtful!"

The producer broke out in a cold sweat: "Yes, yes."

Xue Yao pinched the cigarette in the ashtray and left with a gray face.

The producer lit another cigarette and sighed.

Who knew that this would happen? Originally, that scene was a rain scene. Today, no, it rained heavily yesterday, and it was the weather that made the best. The director asked Lu Yinbing if he could shoot it. Lu Yinbing said it could, and then went up to shoot it.

Although the stairs were a little old, they checked them before shooting and were very safe. Who knew something happened during the filming? Perhaps the heavy rain had destroyed the old-fashioned wood, and Lu Yinbing's cloth shoes naturally slipped on them. He could only think of this possibility.

The main responsibility for the accident was not on their crew.

The most important thing now is that Lu Yinbing is injured and has no way to continue filming. The entire crew has started again, and it has spent a lot of money in the early stage. Every day of work is shut down, it will cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. We must find ways to make the crew run normally, but where are the leading actors? Where to find it?

The producer just now wanted to discuss with Xue Yao, but Xue Yao was angry. It would be nice if she didn't tear them away. How dare she ask about the contract?

The producer also pinched the cigarette and discussed with the director and the investor representative who had just arrived. Either find another actor to replace Lu Yinbing, or the filming will be stopped. The latter lost nearly 10 million in the early stage and was wasted, and there were also a bunch of unrealistic bad debts such as actors' pay, etc. This group of people felt a headache when they thought about it. The former was simple, but it was difficult to find someone who could replace Lu Yinbing, not to mention that they had to meet the schedule. What's worse is that the newly replaced person did not spend half a year thinking about how to perform this role like Lu Yinbing. The level of the ability to achieve must be greatly reduced, which violated the original intention of the director and screenwriter to win awards.

I originally wanted to win a foreign grand prize, but now I am even in China.

The director and screenwriter have artistic pursuits and don’t want to have someone to take care of him, but investors want to make money and eat, so the crew will never be allowed to disband. The group discussed it until the back ended and almost started a fight, and was driven out of the corridor by the nurse: “What’s the noise? It affects the patient’s rest, and they have to go outside to argue!”

Finally, a neutral strategy was adopted: the actors were looking for them first, and the crew first filmed other people's scenes.

The director was so angry that the whole film revolved around the adoptive mother and her daughter. Others could finish their own dramas in a few days, and the rest had to be played with the adoptive mother.

After being angry, he still went back to the crew to continue directing the show, but the new actors would not be able to join the crew if they could not pass his level. At worst, he, as a director, would quit and find someone to replace him, so as not to lose his signature.

...

The observation room was not allowed to enter, and Xia Yitong and Xiao Xifanghui sat outside.

Last night, Fang Hui had sorted out the words from Xiaoxi and said to Xia Yitong. He had comminuted fractures on his arm, concussions, and water accumulation in the skull. Each word made Xia Yitong's face pale.

Fang Hui went out to pack a meal and came back. Xia Yitong shook her head and said she couldn't eat it without appetite. You can eat it.

While she was waiting, she went online to check the nouns. It seemed that they had learned about those nouns before, but they were just a vague impression. When she found out that the water in the skull was accumulated, she almost fell on a chair, thinking about those symptoms over and over again in her mind. Anyone of them would be a great blow to Lu Yinbing, who had always been proud.

为什么摔下去的不是她?为什么?

Xia Yitong lowered her head, covered her eyes with her hands, and started crying silently.

Xue Yao came back and opened the rice that Fang Hui had packed and handed it to her: "If you fainted from hunger now, you would not be the first to see Lu Yinbing after he woke up."

Xia Yitong was stunned for a moment, and immediately slapped a few big mouthfuls of rice. Xue Yao rubbed her eyebrows and thought to herself that she was finally awake. As soon as her heart fell down, she saw Xia Yitong put down her rice and rushed to the trash can a few steps away. Not only did she vomit all the food she had just eaten, but she also kept retching.

Xia Yitong walked over with a pale face and whispered, "...I'm sorry."

Xue Yao patted her shoulder and stopped beating her. She probably couldn't even eat it before Lu Yinbing woke up.

Xiaoxi looked at Xue Yao and wanted to speak, but Xue Yao exchanged a look with her, sighed, and said, "Xiao Xia, I have something to tell you about Lu Yinbing."

Xia Yitong suddenly raised her head and stared at her for a moment.

Xue Yao: "Xiaoxi said that before Lu Yinbing lost consciousness, he might know that he could not continue filming the movie after falling, so he asked you to play this role for her."

Xiaoxi nodded aside.

Xia Yitong looked at her quietly for a while, as if she had understood this sentence. She said slowly: "I'm sorry, I want to wait until Lu Yinbing wakes up."

Then he continued to hang his head and stopped moving, like a piece of dry wood.

Xue Yao called Lu Yinbing's mother and was careful. She came out and was not in danger of life. If you observe and observe, you can relax. Lu's mother almost fainted after hearing this. Lu's father would drive halfway through. When he received a call from his wife, he was so scared that he had to calmly comfort his wife. The two of them took the fastest flight to get here.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lu's father and mother also arrived. They didn't see their daughter first. They saw Xia Yitong, who was just like a walking corpse outside. The old couple felt distressed. When they encountered such a thing, the most painful thing was not the patient lying inside, but the family members waiting for news outside. The two persuaded Xia Yitong to lie in other rooms for a while.

Xia Yitong originally thought she would not be able to sleep, but she ended up sleeping in the middle of the moon.

She washed her face, tied her hair up, sat back silently back outside the observation room, staring at the door of the observation room. Lu Yinbing hadn't come out yet, how long has it been, many hours have passed.

Another morning, Lu Yinbing moved into the VIP ward from the observation room, with an oxygen mask on his face. There were a bunch of instruments he knew and didn't know were rumbling in the room. The doctor said he would wake up at noon, so don't make noise and let the patient have a good rest.

Xia Yitong lay in front of the hospital bed, holding Lu Yinbing's hand without a needle in her hand, staring at her face with good eyes.

Lu’s father and mother were sleeping on the hospital bed next to them. They were old and didn’t sleep all night last night and couldn’t stand it.

At about twelve o'clock, Lu's father and mother went out to get food. Xia Yitong's legs were a little numb. She changed her posture and saw Lu Yinbing's eyelashes trembling when she lowered her eyes.

She stopped moving, her eyes blinked and observed. Then, the hand on her palm also moved, and her neatly trimmed fingertips scratched her palm, and Xia Yitong's eyes immediately turned red.

Lu Yinbing slowly opened her eyes, and her deep pupils were all her shadow.

Lu Yinbing sighed, and a layer of white mist suddenly appeared in the oxygen mask.

"Don't move." Xia Yitong was at a loss and went to ring the bell. The nurse rushed in and saw Lu Yinbing awake, and ran out to call the doctor again.

Xia Yitong bent down and asked her gently: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Lu Yinbing was dizzy and nauseous, but he still shook his head slightly in amplitude. A weak voice came from the oxygen mask: "...I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!