Ye Junqing stared at his terrible face, looked at it for a while, and spoke against his will: "Not disfigured."

"Isn't it really not? Brother Qing, you can't comfort me, give me your phone, I want to look in the mirror."

Ye Junqing was unwilling to give it to him. Tang Zhou had already touched the phone in Leng Chenmo's pocket, turned on the selfie function, and took a photo of his face. Before the words "Wori" were revealed, Leng Chenmo said: "It's okay, I don't think you are ugly..."

But before the cold Chenmo finished speaking, Tang Zhou suddenly burst into tears: "Why did my face look like this? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After saying that, I don’t know if it was because I was too excited or because I was stimulated by my face, and suddenly my eyelids rolled up.

Leng Chenmo was frightened and his heart was beating in his throat: "Xiaozhou! Xiaozhou!"

Unfortunately, no one responded to him, and Tang Zhou had already fainted.

"Doctor, what's going on?" Leng Chenmo roared angrily, subconsciously moved, and used his hand to explore his breath, for fear that he would be too serious, so he would not lift it up in one breath...

Fortunately, he could feel his powerful breathing with his index finger under his nose.

There was a female doctor in the medical team who muttered in a low voice: "Sir, don't be nervous, you may have fainted by yourself."

Cold ink: "..."

If he fainted from the pain, Leng Chenmo might be able to understand, but if he fainted from the ugly side of himself, Leng Chenmo didn't know what expression he should show except speechless.

Next to him, Ye Junqing directly blocked his face with his hands, not wanting to see this embarrassing scene of this silly brother.

The helicopter drove directly to the hospital where Ye Xingguang's parents lived. There was a mobile bed waiting on the hospital terrace. Tang Zhou had just been carried off by Leng Chenmo, and the moving bed was pushed in front of him.

Leng Chenmo carefully placed Tang Zhou on the mobile hospital bed, and then Tang Zhou was pulled to take a video.

Leng Chenmo was waiting at the door of the filming room, raised his hand and looked at the time on the watch. An hour seemed to be coming. Has he saved Xiaozhou's life?

Leng Chenmo was not sure. His eyes were staring at the watch without blinking, and he counted down in his heart. The young lady Ye said that he could only go back to the past hour. He didn't know what would happen after the hour was over?

When counting "one", Leng Chenmo suddenly felt dizzy.

He pressed his temples, and when he recovered from the fainting, the scene in front of him had changed.

He was clearly leaning against the wall at the door of the filming room, but at this moment, he was sitting in a VIP ward. On the bed, Xiao Zhou was lying. The nurse stood beside him to change the infusion potion for Xiao Zhou.

Leng Chenmo was stunned for a moment, and the time on his wrist also changed, and it became the time when he was keeping his soul in the mourning hall, at 9:30 p.m.

There were some new memories in my mind, which was the experience of him staying in the ward from yesterday's filming to tonight. It turned out that he had been guarding the ward for a day and a night, but the ward never woke up.

...

In the mourning hall, Leng Chenmo swallowed the regret medicine less than thirty seconds, Ye Xingguang said: "Everyone leave the mourning hall. If Mr. Leng can save Tang Zhou's life in time, soon the arrangement in the mourning hall will no longer exist."

Ji Qishu was still yelling: "Little Starlight, do you think I will believe your nonsense? I won't go anywhere tonight. I'll just be here to keep my brothers on guard. No one can imagine using any excuse to let me leave here."
Chapter completed!