My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

"It won't take long, just ten to fifteen minutes."

Because Jiang Jiusheng has always kept a low profile, he doesn't appear on many entertainment shows, and it's even harder to get interviews.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't think much and agreed: "Okay."

Sure enough, the seniors were right. Although Jiang Jiusheng looked lonely, he was beautiful and good-tempered, and treated others without any airs. Qian Meimei was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits as she smiled: "Thank you Shengsheng."

Jiang Jiusheng said you're welcome.

At this time, her cell phone rang: "Sorry, I'm going to take a call." She held the phone, turned it around, turned her back to answer it, and spoke in a very soft voice, "Shi Jin."

The legendary Mrs. Sheng!

Qian Meimei's eyes immediately lit up.

Shi Jin was driving, and there was wind blowing in through the car window: "Have you started yet?"

"Well, it's almost time." The party entered the party at seven o'clock, and it was now almost six-thirty. Shi Jin would also come. Jiang Jiusheng didn't ask in what capacity he was, but he was probably a sponsor or entrepreneur.

"I will be at the scene in ten minutes." He warned carefully, "It's windy outside. Don't come out and wait for me. I'll go in to find you."

Jiang Jiusheng was arranged to walk with the crew on the red carpet. She responded: "Okay." She couldn't help but said, "Drive slowly."

Shi Jin smiled and said he understood, waiting for her to hang up the phone first.

She clearly didn't say anything, but it sounded so soft. Qian Meimei's heart was itching, and she blinked: "Shengsheng, it's Mrs. Sheng... Oh no... Is the doctor coming over now?"

Jiang Jiusheng's boyfriend is a surgeon, and everyone knows that, but he is too low-key and doesn't show much affection. His photos rarely leak out. The few photos on the Internet suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason. Anyway, Guomin Sheng's Wife is becoming more and more mysterious.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, with a slight smile on his lips, and his eyes were cold but gentle.

Qian Meimei couldn't hold back: "Then can you invite Dr. Shi to be interviewed together?"

Jiang Jiusheng hesitated.

With such a good opportunity, of course, we must strive for benefits for fans. Qian Meimei stared at Jiang Jiusheng longingly: "If Dr. Shi doesn't want to show up, can he not appear on camera and just answer a few questions?"

The two of them don't like to show affection, and they rarely interact with each other. In addition, Mrs. Sheng's vest has not been taken out yet, and CP fans all think they are following a fake CP. , there are still rumors of breakup online.

"Wait a moment," Jiang Jiusheng said, "I'll ask him."

has hope!

Qian Meimei nodded immediately, very excited.

Jiang Jiusheng dialed Shi Jin's number and it rang: "What's wrong, Shengsheng?"

"There is a short interview before the awards. Do you want to join me?" She thought for a moment and added, "You don't have to show up."

Shi Jin spoke softly and was very patient, saying, "You can make up your mind, and I will listen to you."

She thought for a moment and said, "Let's get together then." The breakup rumors don't sit well with people, so it's good to refute them.

"Okay." Shi Jin said, "Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Jiang Jiusheng hung up the phone and looked at Qian Meimei: "Can you tell me the questions you want to ask later? If it involves too much privacy, it may not be convenient for my boyfriend to answer."

Qian Meimei was very happy: "Of course." She had done many interviews with couples like this, and the questions were all ready-made. They basically sprinkled sweets and tortured dogs. Qian Meimei happily handed over the interview questions on her mobile phone. Jiang Jiusheng took a look.

"Thank you." After reading the interview, Jiang Jiusheng said without any problems, "He hasn't arrived yet. He may have to wait ten minutes."

There was still half an hour until the red carpet started, and Jiang Jiusheng was not the first to walk on the red carpet. There was enough time. Qian Meimei made an OK gesture and got ready.

Su Qing was scrolling through Weibo. She didn't know what she saw, so she chuckled.

Jiang Jiusheng asked her what happened.

Su Qingte was speechless: "Call me a fan." She rolled her eyes and tugged on the sexy pink tie around her neck, "I really want to fuck you, but I don't have that function."

Jiang Jiusheng also knew about this. There was a girl on the Internet who claimed to be a fan of Su Qing. She also posted an ambiguous chat record with "Su Qing", saying openly and secretly that Su Qing slept with her.

"Have you done public relations?" Jiang Jiusheng asked.

"Brother He is going to deal with it. That girl seems to be Xu Qingjiu's illegitimate wife. She resents me for stealing her Qingjiu husband, so she accuses me of sleeping with her. I admire this clear thinking." Su Qing didn't care. , "It's nothing. It's all fake evidence. I can clarify it later."

It's easy to clarify, but probably what many gangsters want is not the truth. They are all-pervasive. As long as they catch one thing, they can scold it three hundred times regardless of whether it is true or false. Especially since Su Qing has a lot of dirty information recently, since she and Xu Qingjiu announced their relationship. Since then, the attacks on her online have not stopped.

Of course, Su Qing's fans are not soft persimmons. They all responded to Xu Qing for a long time. The pink fans of the two families were at each other's throats, and the anti-fans were added. The three parties continued to have wars of words. In short, except for the female fans of Danmei CP, the rest were in love with each other. Killing, after all, is a 'homosexual love', so it is expected that it will not be accepted by everyone.

However, Su Qing didn't care at all, and continued to share the same frame with Xu Qingjiu in various public occasions, and they were very aggressive and had a lot of boyfriend power.

However, at this moment, Su Qing's expression was a little timid. She showed Jiang Jiusheng the photos on her phone and asked her opinion: "Does this look like this?"

Jiang Jiusheng said matter-of-factly: "It's very beautiful."

Su Qing doubted herself again: "Is it too fashionable?" She was a little unsure and muttered to herself, "The elders probably won't like such flashy things, right?"

elder?

Jiang Jiusheng understood: "Going to meet Xu Qingjiu's parents?"

Su Qing had a distressed expression: "That idiot Xu Qingjiu has to drag me along for his grandpa's birthday tomorrow." She stretched out her long legs and sighed, "I'm afraid that if I go, his grandpa will be so angry. Go over, but if you don’t agree to him——"

I will kiss you until you agree!

These are Xu Qingjiu’s original words.

After learning bad things, Xiao Chunqing is very good at playing tricks recently, her kissing skills are getting better and her wings are getting stronger. After thinking about it, Su Qing blushed and moved to Jiang Jiusheng's side: "Shengsheng, I want to ask you something."

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing when he saw her guilty expression: "What's the matter?"

Su Qing was very embarrassed, her ears were red, her eyes were rolling around, as if she was guilty, and she asked hesitantly: "You and your doctor are kissing, can he do that?"

Jiang Jiusheng didn't react for a moment: "Which one?"

Su Qing gritted her teeth and said in an obscene tone: "React." After saying this, her face turned red.

Jiang Jiusheng was speechless: "..."

She felt that this topic was not suitable for detailed discussion, so she turned her head and looked away, refusing to answer. Just then, Qian Meimei came in and brought a boy who took the photography with her to adjust the machine. Both of them were young newcomers and were a little confused.

After getting the equipment, Qian Meimei asked: "Shengsheng, can we start?"

Jiang Jiusheng looked at the time: "Can you wait a little longer?"

"What's wrong?"

She smiled and explained apologetically: "My boyfriend hasn't arrived yet."

It had been more than ten minutes, but Shi Jin hadn't found her yet, and there was no information, which was unusual. He had a strong sense of time and would never be late, let alone keep her waiting for no reason.

Qian Meimei understood: "Oh, I know, I'll tell my companion."

Then, Jiang Jiusheng dialed Shi Jin's number, but it rang for a long time without getting through.

Su Qing walked over and said, "Shi Jin is not here yet?"

"Yeah." Jiang Jiusheng was a little anxious.

"Didn't you say we were on the way? What's going on?" He wasn't in a hospital either. There was no need for emergency surgery. According to Shi Jin's wife-slave nature, there was no reason for his beloved to wait here.

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head, equally confused and uneasy.

Shi Jin's cell phone was always blocked, and there were only more than ten minutes left before leaving the venue. Su Qing was the first to walk on the red carpet with the group. For fear of missing her time, Jiang Jiusheng urged: "You can enter first, don't wait for me."

Su Qing looked at the time and said, "I'll wait with you for a while."

After more than ten minutes, Su Qing entered the room first, but Shi Jin still didn't show up. However, a call finally came.

Jiang Jiusheng quickly answered.

Shi Jin spoke hastily and spoke first: "Shengsheng, I can't go."

Jiang Jiusheng frowned: "What's wrong? What happened?"

At this time, a hurried and panicked female voice came from the mobile phone: "Doctor! Doctor!"

The voice was far away and the shouting was urgent.

Jiang Jiusheng could even hear the noise coming from the other end of the phone, including voices, cars, shouts and cries. It sounded very chaotic.

Shi Jin left a message: "There are emergency patients, don't wait for me."

Then, the call was hung up.

There was an emergency patient, but Shi Jin was not in the hospital, so it could only be an emergency on the road. Jiang Jiusheng was uneasy. He sat quietly for a moment, calmed down a little, and apologized to the two reporters: "I'm sorry, I'm the only one interviewing you." Is it okay? My boyfriend can't come."

The interview was very simple and only took about ten minutes.

Jiang Jiusheng entered the venue a quarter of an hour late. The opening performance had already passed. The host on the stage was thanking the sponsors and organizers very quickly.

She was sitting in the back of the crew where she sang the theme song. The play was a historical drama, and it could be considered a big production. There were no big-name popular artists in the crew. They were all veteran actors, each one more low-key than the other, including those nominated by Jiang Jiusheng. It has been shortlisted for four awards including the most popular theme song. It is the dark horse tonight. However, they are all veteran actors and can keep their composure.

Jiang Jiusheng sat among them without any communication. He was always absent-minded and didn't know how much time had passed.

"Shengsheng."

"Shengsheng."

Su Qing sat in front of her and shouted several times in a low voice before she raised her head: "Huh?"

Su Qing reminded from behind: "There are only two more to go to the most popular theme song."

Jiang Jiusheng hummed and continued to be distracted.

Su Qing glanced at the mobile phone in her hand: "Shi Jin hasn't contacted you yet?"

Jiang Jiusheng lowered his voice: "I called before I entered the venue and said I couldn't come, and then I couldn't get through again."

Her voice was muffled, and one could hear uneasiness and anxiety.

Whenever something happened to Shi Jin, Jiang Jiusheng's mood swings would be obvious, and her emotions would follow Shi Jin. Su Qing comforted her: "Don't worry, Doctor Shi must have been delayed by something."

She was still a little depressed, so she got up and walked out: "I'm going to the bathroom."

At this moment, an actress was singing passionately on the stage, and the spotlight was focused on the center of the stage. Under the stage, people occasionally left the stage to go to the bathroom or do other things.

Behind the guest seats, there were several rows of seats filled with reporters and photographers.

The woman closest to the exit lowered her head and was talking on the phone. After hanging up, she said to her companion: "Take more photos, I have to leave first."

The companion was surprised: "The awards are not over yet. What if you leave the draft?"

The female reporter seemed to be in a hurry, and while packing her mobile phone, she explained: "All the people's livelihood reporters in the agency have been sent out to interview. There has been a major car accident on Jiangnan Road. I want to go to the scene immediately."

Jiang Jiusheng, who had just opened the door and walked in, paused for a moment, followed the female reporter who left in a hurry for a few times, and then returned to his seat, lowering his head, thoughtfully.

On the stage, the best screenwriter was giving an acceptance speech. Su Qing turned her head back and waved her hand in front of Jiang Jiusheng's eyes twice: "Don't be distracted, the next one is the popular theme song, and you will most likely win the award." She said. Ask Jiang Jiusheng, "Are you ready for your acceptance speech?"

Jiang Jiusheng raised his eyelashes: "Not prepared."

Well, Jiang Jiusheng's acceptance speeches are always improvised, and they are always concise and to the point, without even bothering to say more.

At this time, the lottery guest had already come on stage. She was the winner of the Best Actress in the last Chinese Drama Awards Gala. She took the lottery envelope and said something official but funny. The names of several finalists were scrolling on the screen. photo.

"The winner of the most popular theme song is -" the lottery guest paused for five seconds, raised his voice and shouted, "Jiang Jiusheng."

Applause broke out and all the spotlights were on Jiang Jiusheng in the back row.

The host smiled and said: "Congratulations to Jiang Jiusheng, please come to the stage to receive the award."

All the cameras focused on her. She was dressed in a red dress and stood up slowly. Her heels were very high. She walked very slowly and walked towards the stage slowly.

She doesn't seem to be very surprised, her expression is light, her temperament is cool, her makeup is very light, but it looks just right under the camera, like a red lotus emerging from the water, delicate and beautiful, but not ostentatious.

She took the trophy, bowed, and thanked her. She was extremely polite and graceful, and walked to the microphone with the trophy.

"Hello everyone, I am Jiang Jiusheng."

The somewhat hoarse voice of smoker and alcoholic drinker is not thin, but it sounds particularly comfortable.

Jiang Jiusheng is considered a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry. When he debuted as a singer, he only made original music and did not have a lot of exposure. He was too low-key to be an artist. Even if he became famous, his temperament was still tepid.

Most people in the circle speak highly of her, especially the older generation of performing artists, who like her neither arrogant nor impetuous character.

Her voice was like some kind of mid-bass instrument. She said unhurriedly: "Thank you to the Chinese Drama Festival, thank you to the organizer, thank you to the Shengshi crew, thank you to my fans. In addition," she paused and continued, "due to personal issues , I want to leave first."

The whole place was in an uproar, and the camera zoomed in, all showing close-ups of the center of the stage.

Seeing Jiang Jiusheng on the stage, he bowed deeply to the audience: "I'm sorry."

Then, she turned around, held up the hem of her skirt, took off her high heels, held them in her hand, and ran out of the party.

"..."

what's the situation? Just leave after winning the award? Can't you sit still for a while, show a few scenes, and pretend to be fine? You can wait for the next award before leaving. You can't wait for such a short time?

Everyone present was surprised that this was Jiang Jiusheng who dared to act so randomly.

"Isn't this an artist from your company?"

The people sitting in the front row were all sponsors, entrepreneurs, and several big players in the entertainment media. The man who spoke was in his thirties, a second-generation rich man, who had opened an entertainment studio, and several of his companies were ranked high. No. artist.

The second-generation rich man named Liu Zhengqing tilted his head, looked at Yuwen Chongchong sitting on the left, and joked: "Your company is pretty good at showing off."

Yuwen Chongchong folded his hands and chimed in casually: "Well, it's a big name."

Liu Zhengqing has also been making stars for several years, and he thinks he has some knowledge. He said in the tone of an experienced person: "Your boss is still sitting here, and she, an artist, dares to leave first. If you ask me, she is such a difficult person to discipline. It has to be left to dry. She has been cold for a year and a half, so don’t let it swell up to the point where you don’t know how much you weigh after a few days of redness.”

Yu Wenchong smiled and said in a lazy tone: "I can't control it."

Liu Zhengqing was shocked when he heard this, and said very righteously: "I can still bear with her." Isn't it just an artist who refuses to obey? Kick her!

Just as he was about to share with Yuwen Chongchong some tips on how to discipline female artists, he heard the left person say lightly: "I can't help it, I'm used to it."

Incredible Liu Zhengqing: "..."

Is this signing an artist or raising an ancestor? He couldn't help but doubt the entertainment industry, and even his entire life.

Yuwen Chongchong dialed Hu Mingyu and told her, "Shengsheng is out. She wears high heels and can't drive. You go with her."

Liu Zhengqing: "..." It's true, it's the ancestor!

On Jiangnan Road, a series of rear-end collisions occurred on the elevated roundabout. Due to the eccentricity, more than a dozen cars collided into a ball. The scene was extremely chaotic. The casualties have not yet been counted. There were victims of the car accident on both sides of the elevated road. There were dozens of people. The ambulance from the Jiangnan University Affiliated Hospital closest to Jiangnan Road rushed over, but there were too many patients, and there were many critically ill patients who were not suitable for movement. First aid needed to be done on site. The medical staff were extremely busy and became a mess. The traffic bureau, police station, and fire station also rushed over immediately, separated the area, and quickly dealt with the scene. The high temperature has continued in the past few days, and there was a fear that the hit vehicle would catch fire or explode.

There were too many patients and it was impossible to rescue them at the moment. Many family members of the patients were screaming for help.

Among them, a woman held her six or seven-year-old daughter and kept crying for help: "Doctor, doctor!"

Since the woman and her child had no external injuries, the medical staff ignored her and dealt with other emergency patients first. The woman was so anxious that she burst into tears, holding her daughter in her arms like a headless fly, asking for help everywhere.

"My child keeps complaining that it hurts. Let's take a look at her first, doctor."

"Doctor, look at my daughter!"

"Doctor! Doctor!"

The closest hospital to Jiangnan Road was the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangnan University. Even though everyone from the emergency room came over, they couldn't pay attention to it for the moment. No one paid attention to the lady. She was sitting on the ground with her daughter in her arms, leaning against the dented car. , so anxious that he cried.

The girl in her arms looked pale.

"Mom." The child's voice was soft and waxy, and he shouted angrily, "It hurts."

The lady didn't dare to move and lightly touched her daughter's belly: "Is it here? Is it here?"

The girl hugged her belly and her lips turned white: "Yiyi has a stomachache."

The sound grew weaker and weaker.

"It hurts."

"Mother……"

The lady almost collapsed and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Doctor, doctor, save my child, save her."

But the medical staff coming and going were focused on the seriously bleeding patients, and no one responded to the lady who asked for help. She burst into tears.

The sky was completely dark, and the neon lights were bright. A man came from under the lamp. He was gentle and clean in white clothes and black trousers. He squatted down and asked, "Where is it hurt?"

He raised his head, and his eyes were as bright as the stars hiding in the midsummer night sky.

He said, "I'm a doctor."

The lady was stunned for a moment. She saw a pair of slender and beautiful hands and blood on the cuffs. She was stunned for a long time and woke up like a dream: "Doctor, look at my daughter. She said she has a stomachache. She has been hurting for more than ten minutes."

Shi Jin looked into the girl's eyes: "Tell uncle, where does it hurt?"

The girl was weak and moved her little hand to the upper left side of her abdomen: "Here." The child's eyes were clean and dark, and she said feebly, "Uncle, it hurts here."

Shi Jin lifted up the girl's clothes and pressed them gently.

There is slight swelling.

He stood up, took a flashlight and stethoscope from the nearest medical cart, and checked the patient's pupils.

At this time, the nurse affiliated with Jiangda shouted: "Hey, who are you? How can you touch the patient casually?"

and got no response.

The nurse saw the man squatting in front of the girl, listening to the heart rate, and the hand holding the stethoscope was too wide to look good.

The nurse was stunned for a few seconds, then walked over: "Who are you? Why are you so casual-"

The words were interrupted, Shi Jin turned around and said concisely: "Get ready for puncture."

What a delicate face.

The nurse was stunned for a long time before she realized: "Are you a doctor? Which hospital are you from?" If it was the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangnan University, she must know him.

The other party said succinctly: "Tianbei Hospital, Shi Jin."

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I originally wanted to do something, but as I wrote this, my heroism disease broke out again. I really like doctors, policemen, and firefighters...