Shi'an Hospital.

"At around 11 o'clock last night, actress Wei Qing fell from a three-meter platform due to a fia failure at the shooting site. Her injuries are unknown now. We can see that many Wei Qing's fans gathered at the entrance of the hospital. They are all very concerned about Wei Qing's situation, and the crew has not yet given a response..."

From the taxi window, there were many fans holding signs and banners gathered at the entrance of the hospital, as well as many reporters.

"It's said that something happened to a young female star." The driver glanced at him and asked, "Are you a fan too?"

she?

She is from her rival.

After paying the car, Mo Xiran opened the car door and got out.

The sun was dazzling, and she raised her hand to block it and walked towards the hospital.

She came here after taking leave, and she was so full that she had nothing to do.

But she was unwilling to give up. She had to see Zhou Yanchen's guy surround Wei Qing's little bitch's bed and ask about her well-being.

This is like self-abuse.

Sneered, she tightened her shoulder bag on her shoulder, bypassed the fans and reporters, and entered the hospital building.

Hospital front desk.

"Which ward is Wei Qing living in?"

"I'm sorry, we can't disclose this."

After being turned away from the front nurse, Mo Xiran touched her nose and walked to the side.

Why did she forget that Wei Qing is a star, and she can see her at all.

It seems that my plan is scrapped.

Depressed, she was about to leave, when suddenly, Cheng Lin's voice sounded behind her.

"Xizi?"

"Sister Cheng Lin?"

Mo Xiran walked towards Cheng Lin in surprise.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Lin looked at her and knew again, "Are you here to find the president?"

"Ah? No." He waved his hand quickly, and Mo Xiran bit his lip, "Sister Cheng Lin, can you stop telling him that I have been here?"

"Why?"

"Uh, just don't say it anyway, oh, that, Sister Cheng Lin, do you know which ward Wei Qing lives in?"

Following Cheng Lin to the 20th floor ward, Mo Xiran saw the black-clad bodyguard in the corridor and laughed at him in his heart.

Sure enough, she thought everything too easily.

So what if you know where Wei Qing lives?

It's impossible for her to get involved.

After greeting the bodyguard, Cheng Lin had something to do, so she left first.

Mo Xiran walked to the door of the ward and stopped.

She didn't want to go in.

What are you doing in?

Visiting the disease?

Sorry, she wished Wei Qing was going to be...

Shaking his head, Mo Xiran drove the sinister thought out of his mind.

She is not that bad person yet.

But she didn't expect Wei Qing to be well.

Who made her seduce her husband?

Even though she knew that Zhou Yanchen was married, she still showed weakness repeatedly and had bad intentions. Such a woman should have been soaked in a pig cage in ancient times.

Thinking happily, Mo Xiran scolded Zhou Yanchen again in his heart.

But, why did she come here?

My head is funny.

The next second, she lay on the door in a very strange position, trying to eavesdrop.

But the sound insulation of the ward door was really good. After listening to it for a long time, she couldn't hear anything.

"San Sister-in-law?"

Suddenly, a male voice rang behind him.

Mo Xiran's back stiffened and looked back, his face changed slightly.

Zhou Xian looked at her strangely, with doubts and confusion behind him...

It’s actually Lin Qinghang!

It’s Lin Qinghang!

Suddenly seeing his idol, Mo Xiran was like every little fan and couldn't breathe in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that Lin Qinghang actually curled his lips and smiled.

"Hello, Miss Mo."

He still remembers her!

It is worth it to be a fan to do this.

He quickly stood up straight, and Mo Xiran greeted with a shy smile: "Hello you guys."

Zhou Xian took a step forward and asked her: "Don't you go in?"

"No!" Mo Xiran waved his hand in a hurry, and looked at Lin Qinghang again, "I'll leave first."

After saying that, she quickly left.

"This woman is quite interesting." Lin Qinghang raised his eyebrows with great interest.

Zhou Xian narrowed Mo Xiran's back, his eyes flashed, "Let's go in."

"Dongdong."

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door, Zhou Xian and Lin Qinghang walked in.

Wei Qing leaned against the head of the bed, with her right leg cast, but she looked calm.

Fang Ze stood by the window and called, as if he was busy. When they came in, he covered his cell phone and said apologetically: "Sorry, wait a moment."

And that man, the feminine and handsome man, sat on the single sofa.

Lift one leg up and put it on the other leg, with a relaxed posture.

"The third brother is here too." Zhou Xian said with a smile.

Zhou Yanchen looked at him carelessly, and his phoenix eyes could not see joy or anger.

Lin Qinghang is a friend because he is filming with Wei Qing.

He was not on the scene when something happened, but he rushed over as soon as the work was over.

Walking towards the hospital bed, he asked softly, "Is that okay?"

"It's okay." Wei Qing smiled.

Lin Qinghang nodded and gave a few polite advice.

Zhou Xian also came over to see Wei Qing, and then seemed to say casually: "I saw my third sister-in-law at the door just now. She should have come to see Miss Wei, but I don't know why I didn't come in."

After he finished speaking, his cold phoenix eyes finally loosened a little.

With his thin lips curled up, Zhou Xian patted Lin Qinghang on the shoulder, "Qinghang, let's go first, don't disturb Miss Wei's rest."

"Okay, Wei Qing, you have a good rest. Call me if you need it."

"Okay." Wei Qing maintained a decent smile on her face, but her eyes were fixed on Zhou Yanchen.

As soon as they left, Zhou Yanchen took out his cell phone from his pocket and walked out of the ward.

Wei Qing gritted her teeth and grabbed the sheet tightly.

The number was dialed, but no one answered it.

With a sharp eyebrows, Zhou Yanchen put away his cell phone and returned to the ward.

After Fang Ze called and was discussing with Wei Qing about meeting with the crew leader next time and preparing to accept an interview.

Zhou Yanchen bent over and took a suit jacket from the small sofa and put it on his shoulder. Wei Qing immediately spoke: "Yanchen, are you leaving?"
To be continued...