Wilderness Live: Others survive, I have cats on fire

Chapter 232

The person lying on the hospital bed didn't have much blood on her face, and some broken hair blocked her cheeks, adding a bit of broken beauty to her.

Jiang Zhihan's pace was slightly eager, and he stopped suddenly when he saw with his own eyes that the people on the hospital bed were safe and sound.

He stepped forward, lowered his head, and quietly brushed away the hair that blocked his face.

"Song Qingyou——"

Jiang Zhihan's voice was very soft.

It was the first time for him to see Song Qingyou looking so lifeless.

Like a delicate doll in a glass window.

Pretty enough, but inexplicably unpleasant.

Jiang Zhihan stared blankly for two seconds, then reached out subconsciously, wanting to touch the other person's face.

But as soon as the fingers approached, Song Qingyou suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

Immediately afterwards, the person on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes.

The handsome young man was standing beside the hospital bed, bending his waist slightly.

The hair that should be well-managed now looks a little messy.

Usually, he would meticulously button the top button of his shirt, but now the top two buttons are undone, revealing his white collarbone and obvious muscle lines.

good looking.

want to touch.

Realizing what she was thinking, Song Qingyou blushed and quickly looked away, then met Jiang Zhihan's gaze abruptly.

"I--"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Song Qingyou asked first, "Why are you here?"

"I saw the news." After Jiang Zhihan finished speaking, he looked at his firmly grasped hand.

Song Qingyou looked over belatedly, then quickly let go.

"Excuse me."

She wisely didn't ask what Jiang Zhihan wanted to do just now, so as not to embarrass the two of them.

Compared to this, what happened to the crew last night is more important.

"Did Mr. Jiang see Sister Lan?"

"I'll let her go back to rest." Jiang Zhihan said without changing his expression, "If you have any questions, you can ask me directly."

Song Qingyou: "..."

"Boss Jiang, what do you mean... want to take care of me?"

Jiang Zhihan raised his eyebrows: "You can understand it that way."

After finishing speaking, he asked kindly: "Are you hungry? Do you want porridge?"

Song Qingyou nodded.

She thought that the other party would directly order the assistant to buy porridge and come back, but saw Jiang Zhihan get up by himself.

"What porridge do you want? Seafood?"

"Green vegetables are fine." Song Qingyou was a little surprised, "Mr. Jiang...do you want to go in person?"

Jiang Zhihan laughed dumbfounded: "Don't worry, I will buy things."

Song Qingyou: "..."

It's not a question of whether you can buy things, it's a question of you unexpectedly running over to take care of someone yourself!

No matter how you think about it, it's weird.

However, before Song Qingyou could ask why, Jiang Zhihan had already gone to buy porridge.

As soon as he left, Song Qingyou watched Zhu Jiao's live broadcast and thought about countermeasures by the way.

Ten minutes later, in the quiet ward, there was only the slight sound of Song Qingyou drinking porridge.

Neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere that was supposed to be depressing and awkward somehow made Song Qingyou feel relaxed.

Maybe it's because Jiang Zhihan didn't stare at her deliberately and was busy with his own business?
After Song Qingyou finished her porridge, she couldn't help but look up at the man sitting by the window.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyebrows and eyes looked serious and gentle, and the surrounding sunlight gave him a halo, making people sigh that today's sunshine is just right.

However, when Jiang Zhihan raised his head, his particularly eye-catching dark green eyes showed sharp sharpness, and his expressionless face completely neutralized the gentleness when he lowered his head.

Song Qingyou watched with fascination.

It took a few seconds to react

——Jiang Zhihan raised his head? !
Peeking at others was caught.

And it's not the first time.

No matter how thick-skinned Song Qingyou was, her cheeks were slightly flushed at this moment.

Jiang Zhihan's magnetic voice broke the silence: "Does it look good?"

Song Qingyou nodded without hesitation.

In her eyes, Jiang Zhihan looks better than those virtual character models.

Even after traveling through many worlds, Jiang Zhihan's appearance is well-deserved No.1 in her aesthetics.

Humans are visual animals, and they all like beautiful things, and she is of course no exception, this is a normal phenomenon...

Song Qingyou, who was immersed in her thoughts and tried to convince herself that she didn't need to be embarrassed, suddenly heard a chuckle.

When she heard the sound and raised her head, she heard the person in front of her ask inexplicably:

"How long do you want to watch?"

Listening to the tone, it seems that as long as you want to watch, you can watch it for as long as you want.

Song Qingyou didn't answer and asked instead: "Mr. Jiang is so... tolerant to all partners?"

"Only you."

This answer seems ambiguous.

Was Jiang Zhihan just talking casually, or did he mean something else?
Song Qingyou tilted her head, wanting to get to the bottom of it.

But before she could speak, there was a knock on the door outside the ward.

"Who?"

"It's me." Zhong Jiayin's voice sounded.

Song Qingyou never thought that this young lady would come to visit her.

The people outside the door seemed to know what Song Qingyou was thinking, and said angrily:
"Open the door!"

"I wouldn't have come to see you if I didn't want to be talked about by the media saying that the crew and actors were not on good terms, so don't blame me for disturbing you."

It's not that Song Qingyou didn't look at her phone, why didn't she know that the public opinion is not good for her now?At times like this, most people want to avoid suspicion.

What's more, even if it was said that the relationship between the two was not good, Zhong Jiayin had no loss, because this rumor had already been established thanks to Zhu Jiao's hard work.

Therefore, Zhong Jiayin clearly came to visit her specially.

The last sentence, if you think about it carefully, it is probably because you are afraid of disturbing her.

Although Song Qingyou was a little surprised that Zhong Jiayin was the first to come after she woke up, she couldn't let him stand at the door, so she looked at Jiang Zhihan.

"Boss Jiang—"

She wanted Jiang Zhihan to go out through another door.

But before the words came out, Jiang Zhihan seemed to have misunderstood the meaning, and went straight to open the door of the ward.

Then the fruit basket in Zhong Jiayin's hand, which he just took from the assistant, fell to the ground with a 'snap'.

"Jiang, Jiang, President Jiang!"

Zhong Jiayin stuttered as soon as she spoke, which was enough to show how surprised she was.

Jiang Zhihan expressionless: "Are you...?"

"I'm Zhong Jiayin. I met you at Mr. Jiang's birthday banquet before."

After Zhong Jiayin was shocked, she quickly returned to normal.

But in front of Jiang Zhihan, she didn't have the usual arrogance and willfulness at all, and her tone of voice was more than 01:30.

Jiang Zhihan hummed indifferently, and asked again: "Are you friends with Qingyou?"

Green pomelo...

This title made Zhong Jiayin's pupils tremble again!

"We were filming on the same crew."

Jiang Zhihan took two steps back and motioned for her to come in.

Song Qingyou watched Zhong Jiayin's footsteps almost at the same time, and sighed silently in her heart
——That's all right now, before she finished dealing with Zhu Jiao, she offended Zhong Jiayin again.

But this is Jiang Zhihan's peach blossom, throw it to Jiang Zhihan to solve it, it should be no problem, right?

Otherwise, he would lose his excellent collaborator.

　Yuzu just likes Zhizhi's face...and figure
　　Qingyou's inner os: I'm not lustful, I'm not lustful, I'm not lustful...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)