Not long after, a large group of doctors came after hearing the news.
After a tedious and detailed examination, the doctors looked strange, and some couldn't help but ask: "What happened before?"
Wen Zheng rolled his eyes and replied: "She was drinking water and chatting, and suddenly this happened."
"Is this all of a sudden?"
The attending doctor frowned, then shook his head and muttered to himself, "It doesn't make sense, how could this happen?"
Wen Zheng asked with some guilt: "What is her condition now? Is something going to happen?"
"Won't."
The attending doctor answered firmly, hesitated for a moment, and then added: "It's a bit like a deficiency that is not replenished. But what kind of thing can replenish a person like this? There is no sign of any imbalance in the five internal organs."
After saying that, he glanced at Wen Zheng, then waved to everyone and said, "Let's all go, let her have a good sleep and she will be fine."
Wen Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At first, he was a little disdainful of the physical fitness pill given by the system. Now it seems that although it is not as good as the one he took at the beginning, it is still a real good thing.
After confirming that Lin Qingge was fine, Wen Zheng continued typing the script.
Even if he copied the memory in his mind, the speed was not very fast. By the time he finished writing the script of "The Disciple", it was almost evening.
Subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Qingge, only to find that he was looking at him curiously with his eyes wide open.
"What are you looking at me for? You didn't say a word when you woke up. You scared me," Wen Zheng muttered, "Do you want to call the doctor over?"
Lin Qingge shook his head slightly and said, "No need. I feel more relaxed than ever before, and my body seems to have endless energy. What did you give me to eat?"
"Just the life-saving pills passed down by the old Chinese doctor."
Wen is coping.
Lin Qingge obviously didn't believe it.
She sighed: "It's not like I haven't seen some magical Chinese medicine pills. I've even seen them used by leaders, but the effect is far less effective than yours."
Wen Zhengzheng said expressionlessly: "Don't think of anything else, it's just two pills. I'll take one myself and my throat will be fine. The other pill will be easier for you today. I don't know the recipe or anything else."
I’ve already been selling medicines, and I’ve already paid out the annual patent fees, so what else can I sing about?”
Lin Qingge pouted and said, "Are you too narrow-minded, or do you look down on me too much?"
"Haha, as long as you are happy."
Wen Zheng said and sent the script to Wang Ye, and his opponent quickly replied to him, saying that he would give him feedback from the Qin Bureau in advance.
A night of silence.
Wang Ye's feedback came early the next morning, saying that Director Qin thought the script was good and could put the movie on the schedule, and asked Wen Zheng if it was convenient to meet him now.
Wen Zheng thought for a while and just said that he was in the hospital and made an appointment with him to meet at the company tomorrow afternoon.
Just after replying to the message, Wang Sisi came with Wen Zheng's parents.
As soon as Wen Yang entered the door, he saw Wen Zheng lying on the bed wearing a hospital gown. Although he didn't say anything, the pain and worry between his eyebrows were clear.
Wen Zheng's mother burst into tears. Just as she was about to ask about Wen Zheng's condition, she inadvertently spotted Lin Qingge in the bed next to her.
She was startled for a moment, then asked: "Girl from the Lin family, what's wrong with you? Are you like this troublesome boy in my family?"
Lin Qingge greeted her and explained with a busy smile: "I am different from him. I was injured when I went abroad. I have been recovering in the hospital recently. I just want him to be my companion."
Wen Zheng's mother shed tears and sighed: "You're fine, but you're still in the hospital. What's wrong?"
"I just suffered some skin trauma, it doesn't matter."
Wen Zheng hurriedly spoke words of relief.
Unexpectedly, his mother pretended to be angry and said: "You were still talking on the phone while driving. This time you suffered a skin injury. If something serious happens next time, what do you want me and your dad to do?"
Wen Zheng smiled sarcastically.
Wang Sisi, who was standing at the back, blushed and wanted to bury her head in her not-so-mighty chest.
In the following time, Wen Zheng's mother divided the chicken soup she brought into two portions. Wang Sisi took care of Wen Zheng while she went to Lin Qingge's place in person.
Wen Zheng's heart twitched when he saw the chicken soup. He took a few sips of it and gave it all to Wang Sisi.
The two of them on Lin Qingge's side were chatting happily.
After finally taking care of the two old men, Wen Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Where are you injured? Logically speaking, it's impossible for a gunshot wound to keep you from getting out of bed for so long."
Lin Qingge glanced at him and said, "The murderer used a shotgun."
Wen Zheng took a breath and murmured: "It's not easy to survive."
noon.
Feng Yutang came to the hospital in person, but was stopped outside by Lin Qingge's people. Fortunately, he had Wen Zheng's phone number, so he reported it first and then successfully met Wen Zheng.
As soon as he entered the house, Feng Yutang saw Lin Qingge.
The two looked at each other, Feng Yutang ignored Wen Zheng and walked towards Lin Qingge.
Before he could speak, Lin Qingge said coldly: "Wen is right next to you."
Feng Yutang smiled bitterly, stopped, and said to Wen Zheng: "If you want an explanation about Qian Mao's matter, I will give it to you. It has been found out. Qian Mao is because you asked my father to give Fengyun Film and Television to
Feng Xiaoyong, that’s why I’m holding a grudge and thinking about stumbling on those around you. Does this really have anything to do with me?”
Wen Zheng sneered: "Because of Fengyun Film and Television? If Qian Mao wasn't stupid, he would definitely not hate me because of Fengyun Film and Television."
Feng Yutang found a stool and sat down by himself, and patiently explained: "When I was in charge of Fengyun Film and Television, it can be said that Qian Mao was the local emperor of Fengyun Film and Television. Because of the nature of the company, he could get a lot of benefits, even though I no longer need Fengyun Film and Television.
Although the film and television industry is over, his interests are still there."
"The person is in the car outside. You just have to tell me how to deal with it."
Wen Zheng frowned and said, "Is this what you told me?"
Feng Yutang spread his hands and said, "Then what do you want me to do?" After saying that, he slapped his forehead, took out a card and handed it to Wen Zheng, "This is the money, I gave you a round number, 200 million.
"
Wen Zheng glanced at the bank card and chuckled: "Your dog bit me, and then you brought the dog here and asked me what to do with it? Why do I feel that you are not sincere?"
Feng Yutang smiled and said: "Wen Zheng, in fact, I have given you enough face. Wang Sisi is now the major shareholder of Fengyun Film and Television. I didn't say anything about it, right? Even if I arranged Qian Mao's matter, it is reasonable.
It was you who broke the agreement first. I'll deal with Qian Mao overnight, and you'll be fine..."
Wen Zheng raised his hand and interrupted: "What did you say? Wang Sisi is the major shareholder of Fengyun Film and Television?"
"you do not know?"
Feng Yutang frowned, then laughed loudly and said, "It seems that the people around you are not very clean. Okay, I don't care about this matter. I can also ask you again, how should Qian Mao deal with it?"
Wen Zheng said solemnly: "Do you still dare to kill him?"
Feng Yutang chuckled and said: "I am a serious person. Since you have no idea, then let this matter be like this. To tell you the truth, Qian Mao had one of his hands accidentally broken last night, so you should let go of your anger.
That's it. If nothing happens, I'll leave first. I don't have to worry about Wang Sisi's matter, but you'd better be sensible."
Wen Zheng watched Feng Yutang leave without stopping him.
"Stay away from the Feng family."
Lin Qingge suddenly said quietly.
Wen Zheng glanced at her, then took out his phone and called Wang Sisi. After the call was connected, he was silent for a moment and only said: "Tell your mother that the money is back, but I have to give it to her in person, and some things must be made clear.
.”
Wang Sisi hesitated a little and only answered with a good word.
When Lin Qingge saw him hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but ask: "Are you soft-hearted again?"
Wen Zheng smiled bitterly: "It can't change the facts, so let's forget it. Feng Yutang doesn't care about it anyway. She should have her own ideas when she took over Fengyun Film and Television's equity."
Lin Qingge looked contemptuous.
Wen Zheng changed the subject and said, "Do you think my matter really has nothing to do with Feng Yutang?"
"He probably didn't instigate Qian Mao. If he really did it, you wouldn't be able to find Qian Mao at all."
After Lin Qingge finished speaking, he added another sentence, "The Feng family gives me the impression that they are wilted and bad. Most people don't know why they are tricked to death."
Wen Zheng asked doubtfully: "According to what you mean, is this really Qian Mao's own behavior? I don't believe it."
"So you let Qian Mao go?"
"What else can it do?"
Wen Zheng smiled bitterly, "Actually, I don't believe that Feng Yutang dares to kill me. But I don't have a clue now. If there is someone else behind Qian Mao, then I believe that this person will never give up or just wait for me to follow suit."
There's a commotion in Yutang."
Lin Qingge asked: "Shall I check it for you?"
Wen Zheng waved his hand and said: "Forget it, you may not be able to find out anyone who dares to use the Feng family as a weapon, so don't alert the enemy."
"Do you still want to take a long-term approach and catch the big fish once and for all?"
Lin Qingge sat up straight and advised seriously, "Wen Zheng, I advise you not to take this risk. How can you walk by the river without getting wet shoes? Waiting for the other party to attack you again, what if you can't catch it?
You were just lucky this time. If the speed of the car had not slowed down, or if it had hit another vehicle instead of the guardrail, would you still have had a chance to be hospitalized?"
Wen Zheng smiled and said: "I'm lucky, it's fine. I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I will send my parents back first, otherwise I won't worry."
Lin Qingge saw that he could not be persuaded, so he could only sigh: "Then I will send someone to send them back."
The third day of hospitalization.
Although Wen Zheng was not feeling well yet, he was discharged from the hospital.
Lin Qingge's recovery also surprised the doctor. She could barely be discharged from the hospital, but under Wen Zheng's persuasion, she stayed one more day.
The first thing Wen Zheng did when he returned home was to find Zhou Meiyun.
He took out the bank card given by Feng Yutang and put it on the table, and said in a deep voice: "There are 200 million in it. The excess is considered as my medical expenses. You can keep it."
Zhou Meiyun's eyes shone, she grabbed her bank card and cried with joy: "Thank God, thanks to God's opening of eyes, my money was recovered."
Wen Zheng hesitated and said: "Auntie, although the money is back, I still have two things to say. You have to be more vigilant in the future. Is there any business in the world where you can make money so easily?"
Zhou Meiyun was unhappy for a moment and yelled: "What do you mean by that? I admit that I was a little wrong, but if you don't go to the game, nothing will happen. Now there are more than one billion in the card."
Yes. You caused me to lose so much money, and you have the nerve to teach me a lesson?"
Wen Zheng explained: "To tell you the truth, I didn't put this money on the plate at all, otherwise you would really lose money. They are planning to cheat you out of your money, and lend you a hand to make me feel unhappy."
.Am I trying to teach you a lesson? I’m just reminding you that if it involves me or Wang Sisi in the future, you’d better let us know in advance. Do you think my words are unreasonable?”
"Okay, I'll get my money back. This is not a matter of course. Why do you still want me to thank you? Two hundred million, haha... Who knows how much they have compensated you? I won't tell you about this.
I care about it."
After Zhou Meiyun finished speaking, she suddenly froze, her eyes rolled again and again, and she leaned forward and asked, "Are you planning to make a movie?"
Wen Zheng said speechlessly: "Don't get involved in this movie, wait for the next one. You'd better take the money and redeem the mortgaged house or something."
He was really worried that Zhou Meiyun would mess up the movie and he wouldn't be able to explain it to Bureau Qin.
Zhou Meiyun was furious after hearing this and shouted: "What do you mean? You think I'm an eyesore, so you urge me to go back? Who doesn't earn this money, why can't I do it? I just want to ask you, will you let me