The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

"Hahahaha that's the best." Speaking of this, the radio engineer next to him seemed very happy, and let go of one hand to get the cigarette of the person behind him.

"Here." The man handed out a cigarette, only to see a little girl passing by bumping into the radio rod in the hands of the radio operator as if she had no eyes, "Hey! Hand in hand!"

When he said this, the long radio stand had already started to fall down. The radio operator grabbed back violently, his arm muscles swelled but he couldn't stop it. Everyone's eyes began to follow the long pole to the end. Looking around, I found that the four of AXSY who had just finished recording were walking towards this staircase.

An Jing walked in the back, lowering her head and adjusting the tie around her neck, not noticing the imminent danger on her head at all.

"I'm Cao! An Jing, run!" The assistant didn't care about polite words, and waved wildly at An Jing to attract her attention.

The radio pole is not particularly heavy, but when the long pole falls down, it is pulled to a medium-sized lamp stand beside it. There are some thin iron sheets on the edge of the stand. It is almost like gouging out a hole with a knife when it hits someone at such a high height. , An Jing is still an idol, if this thing hurts her face, it is estimated that their money will not be enough to compensate AW.

Thinking about how she glanced at Ge Zijie in front of her again in a panic, she had to have an accident in front of Director Ren,

"Run?" An Jing subconsciously looked at the person who called her, and saw her pointing at the top of her head in a panic, and when she looked up again, the long black shadow was almost pressing down on her face, and she only had time Taking a step away from the side of the stairs, he missed his foot and fell down with weightlessness.

Fortunately, she remembered the warning that Xu Bai chanted every day: Even if you broke your arm, you have to protect your face.

Before she fell to the ground, she guessed that it would be quite painful to hit so many wires scattered on the ground, so she tried her best to shrink the important parts such as her stomach and head, thinking that the injury would not be too serious.

"Hey——" the sound of the iron plate hitting was loud and clear, but An Jing didn't seem to feel the pain she imagined. She let go of her clenched teeth and found that her shoulders to her waist were pressed against another warm body. The fabric of the playing suit is so thin that she can even feel the muscles of the opponent's body trembling.

She was stunned for two seconds, and then she realized the voices of the staff around her, and turned to look at the person holding her, "You—"

Are you okay? She couldn't say the next three words, and she couldn't say them.

What she saw was Ge Zijie's pale face, the tight lips, cold sweat on his forehead under his bangs, and a pair of light-colored eyes looking at her worriedly, "Are you hurt?"

Even though Ge Zijie was trying very hard to suppress the pain in his body, the sound of her gasping for breath still let An Jing know the general idea——Ge Zijie was injured, and the injury was not serious.

The eye sockets were reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye, An Jing hoarsely said to her: "It's you who has something to do!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment when the big guys are in a hurry, the wounded person on the body even pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed, "If you are fine, I will be fine."

An Jing stared at her for a long time with eyes that were about to shed tears, but finally she was defeated by this man's stubborn eyes. She put away some anxious tone just now, and said in a softer voice, "Don't move, Let them remove it for you."

On Ge Zijie's raised right arm, the black iron shelf sank a few centimeters, and within ten seconds of reaction time, many blood beads had already gushed out from the wound, and some even slid down the line of Ge Zijie's forearm , hitting An Jing's face which she was protecting under her.

An Jing blinked, wiped away the blood on her face, reached out to support Ge Zijie's hand to keep her from moving, and two staff members behind her lightly helped to support the clamp, An Jing straightened her upper body, bit by bit Ge Zijie's hand The hand moved down, and after the obstruction was removed, the blood came out even more fiercely. She panicked and wanted to help cover the wound with her hand, but she was afraid that the bacteria on her hand would cause infection. Fortunately, someone next to her handed over a white towel .

When everyone was in a mess, only the person who was hit sat there calmly, saw An Jing's hand wrapping her towel trembling, and even comforted her: "It's okay, I didn't hurt my bones."

"It's okay if you hurt your bones!" Ge Zijie didn't say it was okay, but An Jing panicked even more when he said that.

It was rare to see An Jing like this, but Ge Zijie responded obediently: "Yes."

Xu Bai acted quickly, he instructed other assistants to send Axsy and the others back to the company, and he had already borrowed a car from the program director and waited at the door.

"I'll go too."

Xu Bai glanced at An Jing's serious expression from the rearview mirror, and said nothing, "Fasten your seat belt."

Every agent has the potential to be a racing driver, and Xu Bai's potential is particularly outstanding. Without running a single red light, he abruptly cut the 10-minute journey in half.

An Jing's heart was suspended all the way, and it was not until the doctor helped to treat the wound that it calmed down a little.

"Skin trauma will not affect the muscles and bones, but the wound is a bit deep. I will sew a few stitches for you after disinfection."

Hearing this, An Jing immediately became anxious again, "A few stitches and anesthesia, will there be scars afterward?"

"You can choose to take anesthesia or not." The doctor stood up to get the medicine.

While the doctor was stitching, An Jing kept staring at her, worried that what she said would affect the doctor's performance, so she kept silent, but the look on her face was not to mention how ugly.