After rebirth, I collapse every day

Skin graft surgery is the sooner the better the effect, right?
"About three days later, the operation can be performed when the scab has formed." George picked up the water glass and replied calmly.

But even if George didn't care at all, Mu Qing knew that he must be very nervous.

With a faint sigh, Mu Qing sat next to Feng Shiyi, looking at George apologetically: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't because of me this time, you wouldn't have been hurt."

boom!
"Mu Qing!" George slammed the water glass on the table, and stared at Mu Qing in dissatisfaction: "I told you, don't say sorry to me, I am willing to do this!"

Every time Mu Qing apologized or expressed gratitude to him, it made him feel very far away from Mu Qing.

He really hates this feeling!
Mu Qing froze for a moment, then understood what George meant, and bowed her head silently.

Feng Shiyi stretched out his hand to hold Mu Qing's hand, raised his eyes and glanced at George: "You scared her."

Dissatisfaction mixed with his tone, George calmed down instantly, and looked at Mu Qing apologetically: "Sorry, I'm so excited."

"No, nothing." Mu Qing shook her head and replied softly.

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a while, none of the three spoke, and the silence in the ward was terrifying.

knock knock knock.

A knock on the door sounded at the right time, alleviating the eerie atmosphere in the room.

Song Wen pushed the door and walked in, keenly aware that something was wrong, but it was too late to get out.

Bite the bullet, Song Wen came in front of the three of them, and reported in a deep voice: "The surveillance was found, and the person who did something to Ms. Mu was Feng Yanran's assistant."

"What?" Feng Shiyi looked at Song Wen coldly, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Say it again."

"Yes, it's Feng Yanran's assistant." Song Wen replied stammeringly.

Feng Shiyi's whole body exuded a frightening chill, Feng Yanran's assistant was obviously in prison, how could it be impossible to come out at this time!
Guessing what Feng Shiyi was thinking, Mu Qing coughed lightly, and said in a low voice: "It should be Feng Yanran's assistant who did it."

Hearing this, Feng Shiyi frowned slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Qing, restraining the chill he released.

With Mu Qing's words, everyone can already be sure that it was Feng Yanran's assistant who did it.

Feng Shiyi's eyes were cold, he took out his phone and sent a message to Qi En.

George also looked at Song Wen: "Notify the police immediately, and find Feng Yanran's assistant."

"Yes." Song Wen responded and left the ward immediately.

Feng Shiyi and Mu Qing didn't stay for long, and left the hospital soon.

"Where is this going?" Mu Qing looked at Feng Shiyi driving, with doubts flashing in his eyes.

"Send you home, I have something to do when I go back to the company." Feng Shiyi stretched out his hand and rubbed Mu Qing's head: "You have a good rest today, and you will be filming normally tomorrow, and leave the other things to me."

Looking at Feng Shiyi's deep eyes, the corners of Mu Qing's lips slightly raised: "Okay."

Suspending heart suddenly settled down, Mu Qing leaned back on the chair, staring at the road in a daze.

The car soon stopped in front of Xia's villa. Mu Qing took a deep look at Feng Shiyi, then got off the car and returned to the villa.

Watching Mu Qing walk into the villa, the curvature of Feng Shiyi's lips gradually disappeared, and a cold light surged in his dark eyes.

Yuri, morning

Central Hospital, third floor.

In the ward, the doctor was examining George's wound.

"The wound has scabbed over, and it's ready for skin grafting at any time." The doctor took off his gloves and told George about his condition.

"How long is the recovery period for skin grafting?" George asked in a deep voice, frowning slightly.

"About a month, I can fully recover." The doctor estimated the time.

a month?George suddenly fell into deep thought. It was obviously unrealistic for him to ask for a month off.

Moreover, the skin grafting operation cannot be tampered with. Once the wound is opened, it will be even more difficult to heal.

After thinking for a while, George looked at the doctor with a complicated expression: "Can the skin graft be delayed? I need to work."

"Of course it can be delayed, but the effect is probably not as good as it is now." The doctor looked at George in embarrassment.

The sooner the skin graft is done, the better the healing will be.

"Then delay..."

When Mu Qing came in, she heard the conversation between the two, and interrupted George in a cold voice: "Why the delay?"

Looking at the voice, George's eyes flashed with surprise: "Qingqing? When did you come?"

"I just came here, why should I delay the operation?" If the recovery is not good, it is better not to do it!
Embarrassment flashed across George's eyes, and he coughed lightly: "I still have a job, so it's not realistic to ask for a month's leave."

"What's unrealistic? Shoot other people's scenes first, and the hero's scenes can be re-shot later." Mu Qing looked at George with a frown, and said incredulously: "Anyway, your injury can't be delayed!"

"But..." George wanted to say something, but when he saw Mu Qing's eyes, he froze.

Nodding silently, George sighed resignedly: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, and I'll have the surgery tomorrow."

Hearing this, Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the doctor: "Please help the doctor prepare for his operation."

"Okay." The doctor nodded slightly, turned around and backed out.

After the doctor left, Mu Qing put the fruit in her hand on the table, and said softly: "It seems that your wound is recovering well, so I can rest assured."

"I told you a long time ago that you don't have to worry." George smiled and looked at Mu Qing, with a look of confusion in his eyes: "How is your work these two days? Has your workload increased?"

I took two days off before, so I guess I have to work overtime to make up for it?
"It's still the original workload, and you don't know my working ability." It's just that it was originally a morning's work, but now it has to be changed to a day.

Only then did George feel relieved, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect such benefits to be available with good ability. Asking for leave will not delay work."

Hearing George's ridicule, Mu Qing couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "It's as if your skills are not good."

"Hey..." George sneered, reaching out and touching his nose.

Seeing George's thinner appearance, Mu Qing couldn't help but have complicated thoughts: "Have you not rested for the past two days? You seem to have lost weight."

"You've always been taken care of by a man by your bedside, so you can't sleep well." George complained evasively, "I'm telling you, this nurse doesn't seem to need to sleep. As long as I open my eyes, I can definitely see him." Watch me over there."

Hearing this, Mu Qing couldn't help being a little puzzled: "How is it possible? Did you sleep too hard?"

"I thought so too, but that day I woke up in the middle of the night and saw him sitting on the sofa looking at me, and that look made my hairs stand up!" Thinking of what happened that night, George couldn't help shivering .

Mu Qing frowned slightly, and looked at George suspiciously: "Isn't what you said too exaggerated?"