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So he took his car keys, got in the car, stepped on the acceleration pedal and sped to the hospital.

The half-hour journey was shortened into a 15 minute one.

As soon as he walked into the hospital, he saw An Yuanfei standing next to the head of the hospital, along with a bodyguard in black.

He frowned. “Where is she?”

His cold voice was stormy.

An Yuanfei swallowed. “Q–Quan Ci, there was nothing wrong Little Su Yan, I misread it.”

Quan Ci raised his eyes and glanced at An Yuanfei with dark eyes.

His words stopped suddenly.

He silently said, “Ward no.17 on the seventh floor of the inpatient department.”

Quan Ci no longer looked at An Yuanfei, and he went towards the inpatient department with wide strides.

On the other side.

Su Yan came to the hospital where Luo Yuanjie was hospitalized. Luo Yuanjie was, after all, the film emperor, so he was surrounded by many reporters.

His agent strictly checked and confirmed the identity of each person in front of the ward.

Su Yan waited a while before she could enter the ward.

There was a smell of disinfectant inside the ward.

Luo Yuanjie had recovered his consciousness earlier in the morning.

There was a cast on his right hand, and he looked pale and very weak.

When Su Yan had walked in, Luo Yuanjie had just woken up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Su Yan wearing a skirt sitting in front of him.

The morning sunlight shone on Su Yan. Luo Yuanjie didn’t know why he felt that today’s Su Yan was particularly beautiful.

He gave a weak smile, his voice hoarse.

“Why are you here?”

Su Yan said seriously, “You have a good rest, no need to talk to me.”

Luo Yuanjie nodded, and his smile became brighter.

Su Yan stared at Luo Yuanjie’s chest.

She bent over and leaned closer.

“How is he?”

Her voice was quiet, and because Luo Yuanjie had a concussion because of the crash, he couldn’t hear what Su Yan was saying.

But he saw Su Yan leaning over, and an unspeakable desire rose in his heart.

“Ci ci ci ci.”

‘He won’t die.’

Su Yan was relieved to hear this.

She asked another question. “When will he be able to continue filming?”

“Ci ci ci ci ci!”

‘Laozi isn’t a doctor, how would Laozi know?!

However, according to my understanding of human body structures, he will be able to walk freely in two weeks, and his injuries will heal in three months.’

Su Yan couldn’t help but look up at Luo Yuanjie with some disapproval.

“Why are you so weak?”

Her voice wasn’t loud, and since Luo Yuanjie was muddleheaded and couldn’t quite understand what she was saying, he thought it was concern.

His said hoarsely, “Relax, I’ll be fine.”

Su Yan nodded perfunctorily.

After they finished talking, the door to the ward slammed open.

Hearing the sound, the two looked back.

Bodyguards in black surrounded the ward almost instantly.

The cold and tense atmosphere spread through the room.

Quan Ci entered the room with his hands in his pocket. His handsome appearance appeared in front of the two people, and he stared at Su Yan inch by inch before laughing meaningfully.

“Turns out it was because you were concerned about this man that you were in such a rush this morning, ah.”

Xiaohua’s anxious voice sounded.

“Host! The danger value of Quan Ci is over 100! He has blackened!”

Quan Ci was still smiling, his eyes lowered, and his fingers twisting gently, but the momentum emanating from him was increasingly colder.

“Really disobedient, what should I do with you?”

He appeared as though he were pondering.

The darkness in his eyes made An Yuanfei, who had been standing beside him, retreat ten meters away.

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