Song Qiao and Gu Jingting rushed to the hospital, and the director paid the money and left. After all, he was just an actor's bodyguard, so it wasn't worth his trouble.
Song Qiao didn't have the time to pay attention to this. She sent Gu Jingting to get stitches, went through the hospitalization procedures, and then ran up and down to get him medicine and other things.
By the time I finished all this, it was already two hours later.
She was sitting by the hospital bed, peeling the fruit she had just bought, and was speechless when she saw that he had not taken off his mask even now.
"There are no outsiders anyway, so take off your mask." Song Qiao suggested.
Gu Jingting flatly refused: "No need."
Song Qiao stared at him for a moment and said provocatively: "You wear a mask all day long and dare not take it off. Is it because you are too ugly? That's okay, I will definitely not dislike you."
While she was talking, she was thinking that if this was really the case, it would be a good thing that her two children would not inherit her father's shortcomings.
Gu Jingting narrowed his eyes slightly, and his oppressive gaze made Song Qiao a little embarrassed.
Just as she was about to drop the subject, she heard the man ask, "Is this how you treat your savior?"
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Song Qiao silently took back the hand he held out, cut the apple in his hand into pieces, and said with a flattering smile: "Here, eat some fruit first to moisten your throat."
"That's it?" Gu Jingting seemed dissatisfied.
Song Qiao said earnestly: "How can I do that? I will help you with everything I can do during this period."
In any case, he was injured to save himself, and the scar would probably remain forever. Song Qiao still felt a little guilty in his heart.
Gu Jingting snorted indifferently, but didn't pursue the question any further.
But it was obvious that he had no intention of letting this opportunity go easily.
Song Qiao stayed in the ward for half a day, and he ordered her to do things every five minutes on average, pouring water, massaging, eating fruit... He kept ordering her around like a top.
After finally getting back from buying food at noon, Song Qiao preemptively said: "You have to stay by yourself in the afternoon. I plan to go back to the set to check what happened in the morning."
The horse was specially sent to her by the racecourse manager as an apology to her for filming.
Before that, Song Qiao had been in contact with it for a few days and knew that it had a gentle temper and should not lose control, so it was only possible that someone had tampered with it secretly.
When Gu Jingting heard this, he didn't stop him: "Well, let's go."
He also sent people to investigate this matter. Before that, he wanted to see if the woman could find out anything by herself.
Song Qiao nodded: "Can you do it yourself?"
Just as Gu Jingting was about to say something, he turned around and saw the worried look on her face. He suddenly felt like teasing her, so he hesitated and said, "It might not be possible... How about you find me a nurse."
Visible to the naked eye, the worry on Song Qiao's face instantly faded away and turned into ruthlessness.
She stood up and said seriously: "Oijing, as a man, you still have to endure some hardships when necessary. You just injured your hand. There is no problem in normal movement. There is no need for a caregiver."
Song Qiao stepped back as he spoke: "I'll be back when I'm done. Don't worry, call me if you need anything."
She simply closed the door and showed by her actions that there was nothing to discuss.
Gu Jingting looked in the direction of the door and clicked his tongue softly. For a moment, he felt funny again. He was really a little money man who had to guard such a small amount of money.
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Song Qiao left the hospital and rushed back to the set, where the set had been rebuilt and filming started.
She looked left and right and walked towards the director.
"Hey, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and send me the props. What's going on, I have to invite you, right?" He shouted angrily while holding up a big speaker.
Song Qiao took advantage of his pause and spoke up in time: "Director, I suspect that the horses filming today were tampered with. I want to investigate further."
The director turned his head impatiently, "What are you checking? It's just an accident. Why do you have so many things going on?"
"Even if it was an accident, we have to find out what happened and give the injured an explanation, right?" Song Qiao insisted.
The director was furious: "Song Qiao, are you okay? He is just a bodyguard. What explanation do you want to give him?"
Song Qiao had already expected the situation at hand. She looked calm and said, "No matter what, he is still a human being. If today's incident spreads, there is no guarantee that netizens will not complain."
This is threatening him with public opinion!
The director was furious, pointed at Song Qiao and wanted to tell her to get out, but after several breaths, his expression gradually changed, and he forced a smile.
"I was not thinking carefully just now. You are right, this matter needs to be investigated." He reassured: "But, our filming schedule is also very fast, so let's go and see if there is anything wrong first.
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"When it's found out, I'll make the decision for you, okay?"
