Chapter 105 You are my heroine [Please order first]

Yan Fuguang raised his head and finally saw Ji Yingzhou outside the door.

He was wearing a dark gray pea coat, a suit of the same color and a white shirt underneath. The rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose added a bit of elegance to this high mountain flower.

Ji Yingzhou's eyes quickly glanced at Yan Fuguang's right foot. Although he already knew that her injury was not serious, the protective gear covering her ankle still made people feel particularly dazzling.

"Can I come in?"

Ji Yingzhou asked, his politeness and upbringing were engraved in his bones, but it wasn't until he saw Yan Fuguang's smile that he realized that this seemed too strange.

Yan Fuguang invited a few people into the house.

Duan Lang introduced: "Miss Yan, this is Professor Sun Haiping, an orthopedic expert."

Yan Fuguang believes that the people Ji Yingzhou can bring are definitely not ordinary "experts", and the physical therapy equipment does not look like the kind of electric baking lamp used in ordinary hospitals.

Knowing that the next step would be review and treatment, Duan Lang didn't stay long, helped the doctor set up the equipment and left.

Afraid of Yan Fuguang's concern, Ji Yingzhou originally wanted to avoid it, but he was still worried because he couldn't see the injury with his own eyes.

Yan Fuguang didn't care. Zhang Yuanyuan helped her remove the protective gear, revealing her ankle that was covered with medicine. Just as she was about to remove the gauze, the doctor spoke.

"I'll do it."

Sun Haiping put on medical gloves and skillfully unwrapped the bandage.

The red and swollen affected area looked particularly hideous on the fair skin, and there was a large area of ​​purple congestion around it, all of which irritated Ji Yingzhou's nerves.

It's not that he has never seen people get hurt. He himself has been bumped into one, but he has never felt pain like this before.

Zhang Yuanyuan asked nervously: "Doctor, is it okay for her ankle to be like this? The color is much darker than the day she was injured."

Sun Haiping checked it carefully and said comfortingly: "This is what happened after the sprain. It's recovering well. Don't worry."

After the examination, he raised his head and asked: "Ms. Yan, the physical therapy will take about 20 minutes. Should it start now?"

Yan Fuguang nodded.

It sounds okay, and it took less time than expected.

"Straighten your right leg, yes, you can lean on the sofa, that's okay..."

Under the doctor's instructions, Zhang Yuanyuan took a towel and put it on the sofa. Sun Haiping turned on the physical therapy device and started "baking" the injured area.

Ji Yingzhou sat aside and watched quietly, saying nothing during the whole process.

Yan Fuguang was probably the most relaxed one at the scene. She asked leisurely as she looked at Ji Yingzhou who stood taller than Yuan Ting.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ji Yingzhou raised his head, his calm eyes seeming to look into Yan Fuguang's heart.

"I was thinking..." The corners of his lips raised slightly, "You are probably the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, so you often save people?"

Yan Fuguang chuckled. She only saved two people in total, and he knew the results.

Zhang Yuanyuan was confused. She didn't understand what riddle the two were playing, and she didn't dare to speak. She even felt that staying here was a bit unnecessary.

It turns out that our artist is so familiar with the boss of Lightyear Technology?

Zhang Yuanyuan felt that she had discovered a great secret.

Yan Fuguang and Ji Yingzhou chatted easily, and twenty minutes came quickly.

When the doctor re-bandaged and put on the protective gear, the hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock.

"Let's have lunch together?" Ji Yingzhou asked naturally.

"Help me find a doctor and treat me to dinner. Mr. Ji is at a loss~"

The playful ending is like the warm sunshine in winter, making an ordinary day no longer ordinary.

"It's not a loss, after all..." Ji Yingzhou paused for a second and said with a smile, "You are my heroine."

His tone was still so gentle and natural, but Zhang Yuanyuan's mind was already exploding with fireworks.

What's going on with these two people?!

She has obviously tried her best to reduce her presence, so why is she still trapped in this indescribable atmosphere.

Duan Lang, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared at the right time and brought a wheelchair.

Zhang Yuanyuan suddenly found that her career had a higher goal. People like Duan Lang should be role models for assistants!

But before she could fight bravely, she found that she was no longer qualified to push a wheelchair.

Ji Yingzhou took the handrail naturally and pushed Yan Fuguang forward.

"I don't want to be in a wheelchair."

Yan Fuguang raised his head and glanced at Ji Yingzhou behind him, but he was too tall, so she could only see his chin while sitting.

Ji Yingzhou thought of her chic way of riding a horse to save people, and said with a smile: "The wheelchair does not match your God of War figure, so don't be impulsive again in the future."

Seeing Yan Fuguang not speaking, the smile on Ji Yingzhou's face could no longer stop. It turned out that she also had her willful moments.

"Then I will help you walk?"

Needless to say, just by looking at how quickly Yan Fu Guang stood up, you can tell how much she dislikes such things as wheelchairs.

She hated this feeling of being out of control. No matter how inconvenient it was to walk, it was better than sitting in a wheelchair as if she were a burden.

Zhang Yuanyuan subconsciously stretched out her hand, but found that she was still redundant.

The two bosses don't get along very well. One naturally lets people hold him up, and the other naturally acts as a fully automatic human crutch.

When she turned her eyes blankly and helplessly to Duan Lang beside her, she found that the man acted as if he hadn't seen him. He stepped forward to put away the wheelchair, his expression unchanged at all.

So is she the only one making a fuss?

Zhang Yuanyuan has a big head, why does her kung fu fall behind in a short time...

When getting in the car, Zhang Yuanyuan subconsciously wanted to sit with Yan Fuguang, but Duan Lang asked her to give way, and she got into the car behind her in a daze. When she came to her senses, the two Maybachs had already driven away one after the other.

The hotel parking lot.

Yan Fuguang leaned back on the chair comfortably, still without any sense of restraint.

Ji Yingzhou looked at her and remembered that this was only the fourth time they had met, but there was nothing strange between them.

Yan Fuguang seems to have a magical power that can make him let down his guard and prevent him from spending extra energy on interpersonal communication, as if they should be so in tune with each other.

"Are you still getting used to being on the set?"

Yan Fuguang looked away from the window and joked: "Xiu Guang is so generous, how can there be any discomfort?"

In fact, Ji Yingzhou doesn't know exactly how much Weiguang invested, but since he said he would give full support, I think Weiguang's efforts will not be small.

"Aren't you scared, S+ project, the only protagonist?"

Ji Yingzhou has always wanted to ask this question.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your performance won't be good, or that the audience won't like it?"

Yan Fuguang chuckled: "So far, the feedback from my rival actors and directors has been good, so there should be no problem with the shooting effect."

"As for the audience..." Yan Fuguang's eyes gradually deepened, "The first female monarch in history, I believe they will be interested."

"Furthermore, so many people say on the Internet that Yan Fuguang's face alone is worth the money of a Weiguang member. I guess the ratings won't be too bad?"

Yan Fuguang also made fun of herself as expected and didn't mind netizens' comments about her at all.

Ji Yingzhou couldn't hold back his smile, only Yan Fuguang dared to say this, and no one else could say anything to refute.
Chapter completed!