After the abuse of the scumbag, the actor and the young master are he

Early the next morning, Yuan Song drove to the private hospital for a follow-up visit. He had just parked his car in the parking lot when his family driver arrived with Yuan Chengjing.

The two met and went upstairs to see Vice President Xue, Yuan Song's previous attending doctor.

As the vice president of a private hospital, he seldom makes outpatient visits, let alone accompany patients to do routine reexaminations.

"I have to trouble Dean Xue to check Yuan Song again. I'm really thankful!" Yuan Chengjing greeted him politely. Facing an elder who was about the same age as his father, he was very polite inside and out.

At the same time, Vice President Xue is also a well-known brain expert at home and abroad. At that time, all the doctors and doctors agreed that if even he couldn't save Yuan Song, then it must be Yan Wang who had to accept him.

"Mr. Yuan, you are welcome. Your father and I were alumni when we were studying abroad. We are busy with work and don't see each other often. The friendship is there. It's too extravagant to say that it's troublesome." Vice President Xue adjusted his glasses and smiled. He is very kind, the juniors are very polite every time they come, and the tutor is very good, "How is Xiao Song feeling recently? Do you have any symptoms?"

The three of them had a routine consultation before the examination in the office. Yuan Song said that apart from the occasional dizziness, he had no discomfort at all.

Afterwards, Vice President Xue personally led him to the examination departments for further detailed investigation. A few days ago, the hospital had greeted him in advance.

Almost an hour later, Yuan Song came out of the last psychology department. Vice President Xue was really cautious, for fear that he would leave a psychological shadow after experiencing a life-and-death accident.

At first, every time I thought of the bleak moonlight I saw vaguely when I was lying in a pool of blood, I would subconsciously feel palpitations and suffocation, and the fear of narrow escape was really scary.

But now, he lived a real and happy life every day, and gradually no longer deliberately recalled the bleak and desolate moonlight at that time, and felt lucky and grateful for every day.

After the inspection, Yuan Chengjing and Vice President Xue had something else to say, and they asked Yuan Song to go to the VIP room next to him to have something to eat first, and then they met and left.

It's not until noon to rest, Jiang Baizhou is still filming.

Never expected that there would be more than a dozen messages from male gods on social software.

How about the inspection?When are you going back to the hotel today?Do you need to pick him up?

Yuan Song flicked his mobile phone, texted Jiang Baizhou back, telling him that he was fine and would go back as soon as possible, and told people not to miss him too much.

The soft leather sofa in the VIP room was very comfortable. Yuan Song leaned on it with Erlang's legs crossed, leaning his elbow on the armrest and swiping the screen with his thumb to check the chat records with Jiang Baizhou.

The two of them basically stick together every day, there is nothing important to talk about on social software, it is nothing more than trivial things in life, very similar to the trivial life of a couple.

When the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, Yuan Song thought that the eldest brother had come back. He was just about to roll up from the sofa, but his movements froze, his raised waist slowly relaxed, and he sat back unhurriedly.

The person here is Song Yu, whom I haven't seen for a long time.

The last time he secretly relied on the coal boss's relationship with Heijiang Baizhou on the Internet, he was ruthlessly hidden by the company.I heard from Jian Yan that later he paid a large sum of liquidated damages to get out of the economic company, and now he is mainly doing variety shows.

He obviously didn't expect to see an acquaintance here, and he was as surprised as Yuan Song.

If you quit at this time, it will appear that you can't get on the stage.

Everyone is a member of the circle, there are many people who can even pretend to be peaceful after tearing each other up, and he is not unusual.

"Coincidentally, you're here too, aren't you feeling well?"

After closing the door, Song Yu walked in generously, raised her hand and took off the peaked cap on her head, and sat on the single sofa next to the door, not too far away from Yuan Song.

"It's okay, I'm here for a routine checkup. Are you sick?"

Yuan Song didn't like Jiang Baizhou's opponent from the bottom of his heart.

However, he has always been able to understand clearly that they used to be considered as friends because of their friendship with the company, but now they are simply acquaintances.He doesn't throw face at people, nor is he too polite.Because it's not worth it, it's not worth it.

"Same, here for the physical examination."

Everyone is unfamiliar, and it seems that no one wants to tell the truth, and Yuan Song is not curious.

"Are you okay with Brother Jiang?"

Ever since she came in, Song Yu has been laughing, playing with the hat in her hand, her voice is casual as if chatting about homework.

It is undeniable that he looks pretty with such a thick face, but after looking at it for a long time, he looks a little dusty.I don't know if it was because I stayed in the circle for a long time and was nurtured, or because I was too slick to weigh the pros and cons.

Jiang Baizhou was on the contrary. He entered the industry earlier than Song Yu, and he still had a bad temper, and he was full of tongue when he was angry.

He has many advantages, what Yuan Song appreciates the most is that although he desperately wants to win the honor of actor, but no matter how much he wants to win the award, he will not let him become a shackle and do many things against his will.

This person is always like this, even if he is stuck in the mud and can't get out of his body, he will not let it get dirty. He is such a principled and proud person.

Yuan Song knew about it a long time ago.

"No!" Song Yu is now an enemy, so don't try to get a bad word out of him, "I'm just a small fan who joined the group with a lot of money. I have some money at home, so I want to chase after a star. I surround the male god every day." I just want to be happy, I don't want the result."

Facts have proved that Yuan Song is soft and obedient only in front of Jiang Baizhou. Others can chat with him with ease, and he even looks shrewd with his Huimin eyes.

After all, he is also the young master of a wealthy family, and he has never seen anything in the world.

"Why don't I believe it!"

The more the other party understates, the more Song Yu feels that he is trying to cover up.

I have to admit that Yuan Song's gestures are the demeanor of the proud son of heaven, his handsome face is bright and gentle, not a bit domineering, but it seems that one look has already trampled people under his feet.

"Believe it or not." He shrugged helplessly, the little mole at the corner of his mouth seemed to be infected by the smile on his lips, and it actually revealed a bit of cuteness.

Just such a person without any offensive power is already the biggest winner if he doesn't fight or grab.

It's really unconvincing.

It's too clean, and people can't help but want to drag it down from the sky and roll in the dust.

"Aren't you curious that I dare to be an enemy of Jiang Baizhou for no reason?"

There were only two of them in the room, each smiling more tenderly than the other, but the ice skates and arrows in the air never stopped playing chess.

Curious, even Yuan Song couldn't figure it out.

How could a person who relied on Jiang Baizhou to receive bonuses be ungrateful and bite back?

"You don't need to think about it to know the reason why you can't get on the stage. But I still want to tell you that the person who harms others can't be alone in the end."

If Song Yu is smart enough, she should know when enough is enough.

"Then do you think Jiang Baizhou has never harmed others? Do you think he is open and holy like a lotus?" Song Yu finally suppressed his hypocritical smirk. He was angry, and he looked aggressive when he questioned him sharply. I don't know if he wanted to blame Yuan Song, or trying to convince myself, "You're right, those who have hurt others, no one can be alone. Jiang Baizhou owes others, and sooner or later someone will come to take it."

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that his words were meaningless, Yuan Song couldn't help squinting his eyes and warned him to be careful.

"You will know later. Those in this circle, don't pretend to be noble, after all, who is more noble than whom!" In fact, from the moment he came in, Yuan Song could see that Song Yu's complexion was not good. Make him more haggard.

"I'm leaving, I wish you a healthy physical examination and good health!"

After that, he got up from the sofa, put on his hat and walked towards the door, waving his back to the people in the room.

The heavy door slammed shut, and Yuan Song's breathing seemed to be stuck.

The sun outside the window was scorching, bright and grand, but there were still shadows that could not be illuminated, and nightmares that could not be dispelled.

Yuan Song bowed his head in silence for a long time, until Yuan Chengjing opened the door and came in, he woke up from the sudden surprise and smiled again.

"Your second brother is going back to the villa for dinner tonight, don't go back tonight, stay at home together!" Yuan Chengjing just finished answering the call from his second brother, and came to tell the younger brother to go home and deliver the news.

"He, didn't he come back at noon? I still..."

I still want to go back to the hotel.

Facing the elder brother's fierce glaring, Yuan Song stretched his neck to express dissatisfaction, and choked back the rest of the words.

Sorry male god, I guess I won't be able to go back tonight.

Wash yourself and sleep.