"I... will never let you take photos of me... even if I die..."
"Dad, save me..."
Pan Xiaosi, who was weak in bed, kept having nightmares and was stuck in the dream unable to extricate himself.
In her dream, she dreamed that the two brothers Wu and Hu were trying to pull off her clothes and take photos. She was frightened. At the critical moment, she could only use the stupidest method to avoid a huge humiliation.
"Pan Xiaosi, wake up..." Pan Xiaosi had a high fever, her whole face was burning red, and she was crying and calling for help. Yu Weichi beside the bed couldn't help but reached out and patted Pan Xiaosi's face, but was attracted by the warmth on her face.
I was so frightened that I immediately retracted my hand.
Damn it!
The fever is so severe, no wonder the woman on the bed is talking nonsense!
"Pan Xiaosi, wake up! It was just a dream. You are safe now. No one dares to hurt you!" Yu Weichi patted Pan Xiaosi's face and tried to wake her up.
However, Pan Xiaosi lost too much blood and had a high fever. Yuweichi couldn't wake her up no matter how she called.
Seeing Pan Xiaosi getting more and more painful in her dream, Yu Weichi could only hold her in his arms and coax her softly, "Pan Xiaosi... As long as I'm here, no one will hurt you again, I swear."
Yu Weichi held Pan who was on an intravenous drip and coaxed him for several hours before Pan Xiaosi stopped having nightmares.
Looking at the sleepy Pan Xiaosi in his arms, Yu Weichi frowned. In Pan Xiaosi's name, he asked his lawyer to prosecute Gao Xingyan for intentional murder. This punishment seemed a bit light for her!
Pan Xiaosi was injured like this and still had constant nightmares. He should also let that third-tier star have a taste of being threatened by others for taking scandalous photos!
Yu Weichi just had this idea and picked up the phone to dial Shi Junhao's number, but Pan Xiaosi's phone on the bedside table rang first.
Picking up the phone, I glanced at the caller ID on the screen, which read: Ling Zhihan.
Looking at this unfamiliar but somewhat familiar name, Yu Weichi frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then hung up impatiently.
Pan Xiaosi finally managed not to make a fuss, but she didn't want the phone call to disturb her rest.
However, just after hanging up the phone, after only a few seconds, the phone rang again throughout the silent ward.
Yuweichi was a little irritated, so he grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button.
As soon as I put the phone to my ear, I heard a nice male voice on the other end of the phone.
"Pan Xiaosi, why did you frame Yanyan? It's because of me. Are you taking revenge on Yanyan?" Ling Zhihan said confidently, while Yu Weichi listened in confusion, holding the phone tightly without gnawing.
Ling Zhihan then said, "Pan Xiaosi, why don't you speak? Are you feeling guilty?"
Yu Weichi frowned even more tightly, probably understanding the whole story.
He lowered his voice and replied coldly, "I'm not Pan Xiaosi."
A man's voice came clearly from the other end of Pan Xiaosi's phone. Ling Zhihan was stunned, and his heart was as tight as a screw.
Who is the man who answers the phone for Pan Xiaosi?
Is he the mysterious man who gave Pan Xiaosi one million to pay off her debt and rescued her father from prison?
But his voice was full of magnetism, powerful and steady. It was nothing like Director Guo who was in his fifties. The man on the phone was only 30 years old at most!
"Who are you?" Ling Zhihan suddenly became very interested and asked Yu Weichi with hostility.
Yu Weichi sneered and replied arrogantly, "You don't need to know who I am, I don't even bother to tell you."