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Chapter 124 We Don't Know Who Those People Are

Xiaoran followed Xia Lan's request and then went upstairs again after sending Qi Yanchen away.

Ward floor.

There are not many people living there and it is not very noisy.

But when she came up, she heard very noisy sounds coming from the ward next to Lin Zhiyang.

Out of curiosity, she stood at the door of the ward and looked inside through the glass.

I saw several people surrounding the hospital bed.

Through the gap between the people, Xiaoran saw Wu Zinan lying on the ward.

She didn't know this artist at first. In the past two days, she had appeared on Lin Zhiyang's show. She had been obsessed with Chang Zhihao and had been on several hot searches.

She also got to know him.

A doctor was also surrounded.

A woman dressed elegantly next to her asked: "Doctor, doctor, is my daughter okay? Why hasn't she woke up yet?"

The doctor glanced at the person on the bed and said, "I've checked and there are no external or internal injuries. He just fainted from shock. He should wake up after a while."

The woman frowned and said, "Why is there no trauma? You see her face is red. What happened?"

The doctor took a closer look and vaguely saw fingerprints, but he didn't know how it was done and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"That's okay, it will go away after a while."

The woman was still very worried and pulled the doctor's sleeve, "Doctor, you have to check her carefully. Our family is not short of money. We only have one daughter, so nothing will happen to her."

The doctor had no choice but to remove his hand and repeated: "It's really okay, don't worry."

The worried look on the face of a middle-aged man next to him was also very obvious, and he asked in a deep voice: "It's okay, why haven't you woke up yet? Is your hospital okay? If not, we will change the hospital!"

The doctors were speechless.

However, he had seen a lot of rich people with low quality, so he said nonchalantly: "You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, the doctor walked towards the door.

Xiaoran blinked and quickly left the door.

It would be embarrassing if someone caught her peeking at the door.

She took two steps forward and arrived at the door of Lin Zhiyang's ward.

Xiaoran suddenly thought of a question.

She has been Lin Zhiyang's assistant for two years and has never heard Lin Zhiyang mention his family.

She only knew that her father seemed to have passed away.

What about mother?

Now that Lin Zhiyang is hospitalized, should her family be notified?

Although it was not a serious illness, the silence in Lin Zhiyang's ward was in stark contrast to the one next door.

When she saw it, she felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

She pushed open the door of Lin Zhiyang's ward and saw Lin Zhiyang lying with a pale face, his delicate face lifeless.

"Sister Yangyang, what's going on?" She was also a little panicked.

She was fine when she left.

Xia Lan saw her coming in, and said helplessly: "It's just appendicitis pain. The nurse came here just now and said that her attending doctor was a little busy and could not come over to see her later. But I guess it won't be of much use. This disease requires surgery."

Operation."

Xiaoran's heart ached when he saw Lin Zhiyang's appearance.

Xia Lan asked: "Ying Emperor Qi sent him off?"

Xiaoran nodded, "Well, I came up to him after seeing him leave the hospital gate with my own eyes."

Xia Lan sighed, "I hope I haven't been photographed. What's going on online now?"

Xiaoran took out her phone and looked at the hot searches.

The number one trending search topic right now is #林之楞狠appendicitishospital#

The comments are all worried about Lin Zhiyang's physical condition.

After a moment, Xiao Ran looked up and said, "There is nothing detrimental."

Xia Lan frowned, "No one mentioned Chang Zhihao's matter?"

Xiaoran looked through the hot searches and reached the last one, but didn't see it, "No."

Xia Lan narrowed her eyes, "It seems they are waiting for the injury assessment and are preparing to hit it with one hit."

An artist suffered such a serious injury on the set of the show, and the show set didn't even mention it.

If the artist himself broke the news, it would definitely cause an uproar.

The program team will be scolded.

Chang Zhihao is indeed cunning, and he looks like a veteran criminal at first glance.

He chose a situation where there was no surveillance and Lin Zhiyang's wheat was gone.

There is absolutely no evidence of his harm to Lin Zhiyang.

But he was indeed injured during the recording of the program. Even if he had no evidence to prove that it was Qi Yanchen, the program team could not escape the involvement.

She didn't know Chang Zhihao's background, so he should be average.

But Wu Zinan still has some background.

She likes Chang Zhihao so much, so she will definitely not sit idly by.

Many professional questions need to be asked to a lawyer.

However, regarding online public opinion, she suddenly thought of something, "If the female artists who had been violated by Chang Zhihao in the past jointly spoke out, or provided evidence, then Chang Zhihao would definitely be dead."

Xiao Ran, who has been in the entertainment industry for several years, sighed, "This is difficult to do! Those people who didn't report it in the beginning must have had concerns. It has been a while, and the possibility of reporting again now is even smaller.

Already."

"The most important thing is, we don't know who those people are."

Lin Zhiyang's abdominal pain felt better.

She opened her lips and said: "We can find a way to contact the person who originally broke the news about Chang Zhihao's misconduct. He should know some inside information."

Xia Lan nodded, "Well, let me check the source of the original revelation."

Seeing that Lin Zhiyang could speak, Xiaoran asked, "Sister Yangyang, do you want to tell your family? You still need surgery."

Lin Zhiyang shook his head when he heard this, "It's okay, there's no need to tell."

Xiaoran praised, "Sister Yangyang, you are so strong."

When people are sick, they miss their families very much. This is human nature.

Lin Zhiyang's long eyelashes trembled, a smile that couldn't be called a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said nothing.

It's not that she is strong, it's that she no longer has a family.

After a while, Director Yang came over.

Xia Lan stood up and asked: "Doctor, she was in so much pain just now that she was almost dying. Can you give her some medicine?"

Director Yang put his hands in his pockets, looked at Lin Zhiyang, and asked her, "Do you have any allergies?"

Lin Zhiyang thought about it for a moment, blinked his eyes, and said a little weakly: "I'm allergic to seaweed."

Director Yang was amused, "I mean drug allergy."

Lin Zhiyang shook his head, "No."

Director Yang nodded, "Okay, I'll give you some pain relief medicine."

After saying that, he glanced at the ward and asked casually: "Hey, where is your husband?"


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