The balanced steel wire slowed down the little guy's fall. From where he stood to where the little guy fell, there was about ten meters. Those ten meters were the fastest Leng Zimo had ever run in his life.
Fortunately, he arrived!
Seeing the little guy rushing over, he stretched out his right arm to catch him without thinking, and took the little guy into his arms.
Under the inertial impact of falling from a high altitude, Leng Zimo was hit by the little guy and fell to the ground. He felt a stinging pain in his right arm. He gritted his teeth and did not dare to relax at all.
There was only one thought in his mind - nothing could happen to this child!
"Mr. Leng!"
"silently!"
…
Everyone around them ran over and surrounded the two of them with concern.
"Mo Mo?!" Leng Zimo's left arm was in so much pain that he couldn't help but his eyes were just staring at the face of the little guy in his arms, "How are you?!"
The little guy raised his face from his arms. His face was a little pale, but his tone was still calm.
"Uncle Zimo, I'm fine."
Leng Zimo looked at the little guy's face, and then his heart dropped back to his original position, "That's good."
"MOMO!" John carefully picked up the little guy from Leng Zimo's arms, "Are you injured?!"
Luo Jun shook his head gently.
"Mr. Leng, are you okay?!" The action director on the side stretched out his hand to help Leng Zimo.
Leng Zimo raised a hand and said, "Check him first."
The action director has a background in martial arts and is also very knowledgeable about the direction of bone massage, so he asked the action director to check silently first.
Not daring to neglect, the action director asked Mo Mo carefully and asked John to put him down and walk a few steps.
Li Xian and others came forward and tried to help Leng Zimo stand up. The stylist had just touched his right arm, and he was already gasping in pain, "Don't move, my arm seems to be injured."
"Momo is fine." The martial arts instructor turned around again, carefully checked Leng Zimo's arm, and immediately frowned, "Hurry and prepare the car, Mr. Leng has a fracture!"
Several people carefully helped him up. Leng Zimo frowned and endured the pain, but did not forget to tell him, "Take Momo with you to the hospital for a check-up."
The car drove over quickly. Wu Zhi and the assistant director helped Leng Zimo sit in the back seat. John held Mo Mo and sat in the passenger seat. Xiao Ding immediately started the car and drove towards the hospital.
"SHIT!"
In the woods not far from the studio, Xu Fei lowered the telescope in her hand.
There was a problem with Luo Jun's protective gear, which was of course her masterpiece. She came here specially just to see her results, but she didn't expect to see the results. Luo Jun didn't seem to have anything wrong, but it was Leng Zimo Shou.
She was injured, so she was naturally disappointed.
Worried about Leng Zimo, Xu Fei quickly walked to her car, opened the door, and immediately drove the car out of the scenic spot, following Leng Zimo's car from a distance.
Inside the car.
Luo Jun was held in John's arms, his eyes just fixed on Leng Zimo, a pair of big black and white eyes full of concern, "Uncle Zimo, does it hurt?!"
He frowned and raised his face, looking at the little guy's furrowed eyebrows, Leng Zimo loosened his eyebrows and smiled comfortingly at him.
"It doesn't hurt at all. You forgot, uncle is a SUPER MAN." He raised his uninjured left hand and gently touched the little guy's face, "Did I scare you just now?!"
He was more worried about this little guy than his own injuries.
