My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

This is not a big deal.

They came to the crew in the morning to prepare for filming, and just as they were ready, a group of people broke into the artist's dressing room and said they wanted to have a rehearsal first.

Yang Zhen and the director were of course unwilling, but those people announced their names. The investors and some of the leading actors were from the Tong family. They were known as local tyrants, and they had to be aware of this when they first adapted to the local customs. So they had no choice but to give in.

Lin An frowned.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yang Zhen hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin, it just takes some time, it's okay, these things are normal in the industry, we are used to it, we can only shoot the night scene first."

Yang Zhen knew that Lin An had a good relationship with the Xiang family, but he didn't want to trouble Lin An to take care of him.

Besides, the Xiang family is not the boss in front of the Tong family, so why bother with this?

Lin An nodded, and after Yang Zhen finished speaking, he tactfully said that they should go to the scene first to take a look.

Tan Weiwei waited until Yang Zhen walked away before she asked, "Is everything going on at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences?"

"It's okay. Men's affairs should be left to men. As for you, just shoot your scenes well. I hope my woman can become my heroine soon."

Caught off guard by the sweetness, Tan Weiwei lowered her head. Fortunately, it was dark, which hid her shame well.

"Get in the car and sit for a while."

"Don't you have to act?"

"Sister Yang has already gone to negotiate. Let's talk about it when she comes back."

Tan Weiwei pulled Lin An into the RV.

They didn't notice that there was a flash of light in the distance.

"I have booked a flight back tomorrow."

Tan Weiwei felt a little lost and sad, and responded weakly: "Oh."

Being with Lin An, she couldn't be too love-minded, and with work to distract her, the fact of their temporary separation was not so painful anymore.

"I may not be able to see you off. Give me a call when you get home." Tan Weiwei forced a smile.

Lin An stayed with her until Yang Zhen came back, and that "group of people" also came with Yang Zhen.

Walking in the front were two bodyguards, followed by a group of people surrounding a man and woman walking in the middle.

The woman was wearing sunglasses and looked haughty.

The man next to her was talking to her with a relaxed smile on his face, and the relationship seemed quite ambiguous.

As they passed by each other, Lin An heard someone shouting, "Director Zhang, Miss Tong..."

Zhang, Tong.

Why is there another Miss Tong?

The next morning.

Tan Weiwei and Yang Zhen came back very late last night. Because the venue was not available in the morning, the director decided to change the shooting to the afternoon.

Lin An didn't wake them up. He picked up his few luggage bags and prepared to go out.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a car parked outside the villa with two people in the car.

"Mr. Lin, I know you are leaving today, and Yun Qing must come to see you off, so I brought her here."

Xiang Dongqi waved at him from the driver's seat.

Xiang Yunqing sat in the passenger seat and smiled at him. The girl looked much better and was lively and cheerful, typical of her age.

It was Lin An's luck to meet such a caring person in a wealthy family.

When the car arrived at the airport, Xiang Dongqi took out several boxes from the trunk.

Just as Lin An was about to refuse, he was interrupted: "This is prepared for your family, Mr. Lin, don't refuse. You saved Yun Qing, so you are our Xiang family's benefactor. A favor will be remembered for a thousand years. In the future, if Mr. Lin needs anything, as long as our Xiang family can do it, we will do it at all costs."

Xiang Dongqi has said so much, if Lin An refuses again, it would be hypocritical. He is afraid that Xiang Dongqi will think that he wants something better.

Lin An cast his gaze on Xiang Yunqing's face: "Take care of your health during this period of time, and then come to my hometown to play, and let me show my hospitality when you go."

There was light in Xiang Yunqing's eyes, but also disappointment: "Okay, I will definitely visit Mr. Lin's hometown if I have the chance."

Looking at Lin Anyuan's receding figure, Xiang Yunqing muttered, "I don't know when I can see Mr. Lin again."

Xiang Dongqi smiled meaningfully: "Maybe it won't be long."

"Here's your coffee, sir."

In the business class, the flight attendant handed Lin An a cup of coffee.

Lin An nodded and looked around. The business class was not full. Besides him, there were two young people and two old people. The four of them seemed to be together.

The young man occasionally turned around and asked the old man questions with a respectful attitude.

The plane is flying smoothly.

Lin An closed his eyes and rested. After a while, he suddenly heard a painful groan in his ears.

He opened his eyes and looked over, and saw an old man sitting in the aisle holding his chest with a look of pain on his face.

"grandfather."

The young man immediately ran to the old man, and another young man took out a bottle of medicine, poured out two pills and fed them into the old man's mouth.

As the medicine took his mouth, the pain on the old man's face did not subside.

"What's going on? Why doesn't the medicine work anymore?"

The other old man immediately felt his old friend's pulse and said in a serious tone, "Lay him down. I want to give him acupuncture."

"grandfather."

Another young man exclaimed: "This is on the plane."

The old man looked bitter: "If you don't give me acupuncture, Lao Zhuang's life will be in danger."

Several flight attendants rushed over and helped lay the old man's body flat. In just a few seconds, he fell into a semi-coma.

His face was filled with uncontrollable pain.

The cabin needs to be quiet, Shi Qi has already been guarding the door of the business class to prevent anyone from coming in and disturbing his grandfather who is giving acupuncture.

"Grandpa Shi, please save my grandpa."

Zhuang Shen stayed beside his grandfather, looking at the old man giving acupuncture with a nervous expression.

"I'll try."

Grandpa Shi felt heavy-hearted. His old friend had recently suffered an accident and was in danger. If he were still young, he would be able to use silver needles to relieve his friend's pain.

But unfortunately, he is old and can no longer insert the needle quickly, fiercely and accurately.

"It's okay. My grandpa will be fine."

Zhuang Shen's voice was filled with sorrow.

Grandpa Shi was holding a silver needle in his hand. From Lin An's perspective, he could just see that the silver needle was of excellent quality. After one injection, Lin An frowned slightly.

Another shot, and three shots in a row.

Grandpa Shi’s wrist was shaking badly.

Seeing that he was about to give him the injection, Lin An could no longer sit still: "Old man, wait a minute."

At once, three pairs of eyes turned to him.

Grandpa Shi looked puzzled: "Are you talking to me?"

Lin An nodded: "Mr. has ever had a neurological disease before?"

Grandpa Shi's eyes changed slightly: "Are you studying medicine?"

It’s no wonder he asked that. Lin An really looked too young, like a college student.

Lin An smiled and said, "I have already graduated."

Grandpa Shi ignored him. His old friend’s illness was not something a young man who had just graduated could cure.

Seeing the old man's flash of disdain, Lin An said, "Old sir, with your current skills, you can't be absolutely sure of the needle. Besides, your first three needles were off."

Lin An hit the nail on the head and didn't give the old man any face.

Grandpa Shi was shocked, his eyes were burning: "You can use silver needles? Who taught you?"

Lin An said: "If the old gentleman trusts me, I can give him acupuncture."

Grandpa Shi was a little hesitant, but his current condition was indeed not suitable for acupuncture.

But he was very worried about leaving his old friend to a stranger.

"Old man, this old man's condition is already very bad. If I am not sure, I will not cause trouble for myself."

Lin An reminded that as a bystander, he should not cause trouble for himself unless he was capable of doing so.

These words shocked the old man who was still confused. The old man stood up and made a prompt decision: "You come."

Zhuang Shen was stunned: "Grandpa Shi?"

"Don't ask. I can't save your grandfather. We can only trust him."

Shi Qi frowned and looked at Lin An, alert and vigilant.

Lin An took the silver needle from Shi Lao and started to insert the needle.

Just one injection was enough to make Shi Lao's heart tremble.

This shot was so accurate! There was no deviation at all, and only he could do it when he was young.

Another shot.

Lin An inserted the needle as if with divine help, one needle after another. As the silver needles entered the body, the dark blue on Grandpa Zhuang's face gradually faded away.

After the last needle was placed, the unconscious old man opened his eyes.

"Grandpa, are you awake?"

Zhuang Shen immediately rushed over and helped the old man up.

"Am I... sick?"

Mr. Zhuang opened his mouth, looked up, and saw Lin An.