One Can’t Judge by Appearance

"The progress of civilization is also the progress of society..." Yan Xi said halfway through the press release. Seeing the director's notice behind the camera lit up, there was an emergency news break. She quickly finished reading the manuscript and let the camera cut into the news video.

The news video only lasts less than two minutes. Yan Xi is broadcasting the news while watching the temporarily stuffed manuscripts. When she first encountered breaking news, she was still a little frantic, and now she knows what to do to make the live broadcast smoother.

The camera turned back to the studio, and Yan Xi read the manuscript in accordance with Zhang Hao's rhythm. Suddenly, his mind seemed to be hit by something, his ears buzzed, and the person next to him fainted before he could hear anything clearly.

Seeing Yan Xi being hit by a falling light on the TV, Yuan Yi did not recover for several seconds. It was not until the show ended in a hurry that he was shocked to realize that except for a pair of eyes, he was staring at the TV, and everything else on his body seemed to be lost. perception.

Throwing down the remote control, he walked out without thinking.

"Yuan Xiaoer, what's the matter with you?" Yuan Bo saw Yuan Yi still wearing slippers on his feet and was ready to go out, stretched out his hand to hold him, "put your shoes on first."

Yuan Yi lowered his head and changed his shoes, looking a little calmer. He took the jacket that Aunt Li handed him: "I have something to go out and don’t eat at home." After he finished speaking, he hurried out the door, hanging the jacket on his arm. There is no time to wear it.

"I don't say hello when I go out at noon," Yuan Yasen said unhappily, "I'm almost 30 years old, and I don't have the rules to do things."

Yuan Bo glanced at him blankly, bent over to put on his shoes, and went out without looking back.

"Look at them one or two..."

"Okay," Xu Ya put down her chopsticks, "You eat well, the children are so old, what do you look like when you scold them like this?"

Yuan Yasen put down his chopsticks, a little unhappy and said: "I am their Laozi, what happened to them?"

Xu Yalue lowered her face: "Then you chase out and scold you now, I won't stop you."

After being blocked by his wife, Yuan Yasen was unable to speak.

At the intersection of the traffic light, Yuan Yi looked at the zebra crossing in a daze, until the horn sounded behind him, he suddenly realized that the red light had passed. He started the car, and an ambulance squeezed in from behind, and he gave way to the side.

This car... is it going to pick up Yan Xi?

He followed the ambulance, and soon saw the ambulance turning right into another lane.

That's not the way to go to the TV station.

Yan Xi is not the first case of an accident in the live broadcast of the program, but the probability of such an incident is even more difficult than winning the first prize in the lottery. What's more, although Channel 8 has no ratings, it is supported by higher-level policies. The equipment is not bad. All equipment will be checked every time. How could this happen?

Before Zhang Hao came out of the shock, he was sitting outside the studio, drinking the water that the program assistant handed him. He had always been sitting in Yan Xi’s position before, but because he didn’t sleep well last night, his left cheek was a little swollen, and the studio lighting angle was a little problematic, which made his left cheek particularly obvious, so he deliberately changed it with Yan Xi today. Locations.

Who knew that such an accident would happen, if he didn't change seats today, he would be hit by the light.

Thinking of Yan Xi being carried out of the studio, his entire back was covered with blood, he felt cold all over, and the hand holding the cup was shaking constantly.

"Where is Yan Xi?" A man in a white shirt and gray suit stood in front of him, "Is she seriously injured?"

Zhang Hao stared at the man in front of him in a daze. He didn't come out of the fright, and his reaction was a little slow.

Yuan Yi had no patience when seeing him like this, "Which hospital was she sent to?"

"Handsome guy, Mr. Yan has been sent to the First Central Hospital," the program assistant said, seeing the strange man in a suit looking fierce, as if he would hit someone if he didn't agree with him, "the director and director also went with him. To the hospital."

Yuan Yi didn't even have time to say thank you, and hurriedly turned and left.

Seeing Yuan Yi's departure, the assistant heaved a sigh of relief. He turned to see someone in the studio preparing to clean up the blood stains on the ground and the fallen ceiling lights. He hurriedly said to block: "Wait a minute, don't destroy the scene. on site."

The man who was bent over to pack his things stopped, and he turned to look at the assistant: "This will make things worse, will it be bad for the stage?"

"It's not so good," the assistant motioned for him to come out immediately. After he came out, he closed the studio door. "You just got recruited. I don't know. Teacher Yan is different from other small hosts. We will take the initiative to investigate this matter today. It's okay to be clear, otherwise her house will cause trouble, and we may be overwhelmed in the station."

"Is this, isn't this an accident?"

"Is it an accident? The police have the final say. We said it was an accident. If Teacher Yan's family does not recognize it, we will still be in trouble." The assistant also felt that today's incident was a coincidence, but even if it was a coincidence, The authoritative result is only if professionals have checked the scene.

It didn't take long for the police to arrive. There were two specially invited professors who also rushed to the police. They were said to be masters of on-site investigation. Even if a piece of dandruff is wrong, they can still be noticed.

The senior guest professor actually made an effort for such a trivial matter?

The person in charge of the TV station in charge of the reception was a little panicked. Was this the host uncomfortable and was smashed by a lamp, or was there a large-scale murder, and even such a big man rushed to the scene in person?

Assistant Yuan Yi heard that the two professors had already rushed to the scene and said with a calm face, "I know."

In the past, Yan Xi always sat on the right side of the presiding desk, except today, sitting on the left side, and something went wrong. He didn't believe that there was such a coincidence in the world. The ceiling lamp that was installed so sturdily could fall off.

When Yan Xi opened his eyes, he found that he seemed to be lying on the bed, and there were a lot of voices around him, and the smell of disinfectant in his nose.

"Mr. Yuan, please rest assured that the patient's brain injury is not serious, but the wound on the back should be paid more attention to avoid wound infection."

"Then why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Yan Xi felt that she was nauseous and wanted to vomit, but she couldn't vomit it out. Yuan Yi's nagging voice was all in her ears. Why didn't she know that Yuan Xiaoer was so much nonsense as a big master.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Yan Xi opened his eyes, the nurse guarding by the side happily said, "Mr. Yuan, the patient is awake!"

Intuition tells Yan Xi that there are many people around her, but she can't see it on her stomach.

Yuan Yi squatted in front of her wearing a mask, staring with her eyes, "Do you still remember your name?"

Yan Xi's gaze fell on Yuan Yi's shirt collar: "Yuan Xiaoer, your shirt collar has not been straightened out."

Yuan Yi sighed: "It seems that he has no memory loss, his mind is still normal."

Seeing his eighty-eight-meter-old man squatting on the head of the bed, Yan Xi almost couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch his head, and then praised him, "So good."

Afterwards, the doctors asked a lot of questions around her, and watched her tongue, eyes and ears. With this cautious attitude, Yan Xi suddenly had the illusion that she was a precious experiment in the laboratory.

After the doctors left, Yuan Yi got up and sat down on the stool: "Yan Xiaoxi, did you go out without worshiping God? You can encounter such unlucky things?"

"Don't you think that I am a wounded patient, and be gentle with me?" Yan Xi didn't feel much on her back. It should be that the medicine hadn't been effective. She didn't know whether the wound was deep or not. Where's your phone?"

"When is this, do you still think about the mobile phone?" Yuan Yi got up and took out Yan Xi's mobile phone from the drawer, but there was a sterile transparent bag on the outside. He stuffed the phone into Yan Xi's hand, "take it."

"Thank you." Yan Xi is not stupid. It is impossible for her to have so many doctors around her to take care of her injuries. She also arranges a high-level ward separately. Batai is not so generous and not so generous. So all of this should be arranged by Yuan Yi. The only question is, how did Yuan Yi know that she was injured and came so in time?

"Thank you," Yuan Yi looked a little uncomfortable, "I arranged for two female nurses to take care of you. You can arrange for them to do what you need."

Yan Xi glanced at the phone screen. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Her father and his assistant went to investigate the project in a field this morning. He probably didn't know about it yet. Looking at the missed calls, there are more than 20, most of them are from friends.

She first called Song Hai and told him about her injury, so that he should never worry, everything is fine for her.

It was such a big mess. She was hit by a light during the live broadcast. In addition, the "Things Around Us" she hosted before has been popular on the Internet for several issues. Sooner or later, this incident will be on the Internet. Rather than let her dad learn about the news from the Internet, she might as well take the initiative to confess and calm Song Hai's emotions.

When Song Hai heard that his daughter was injured, when he first arrived at the hotel, he asked his secretary to help him book a return flight ticket, but Yan Xi repeatedly persuaded him.

"Dad, I'm really okay. A friend of mine helped me hire a few experts and two female nurses." Yan Xi lay on the bed, tilting her head to look at Yuan Yi, "If you don't believe me, you can ask him. I'm really fine."

After speaking, she turned on the microphone, her eyes beckoning Yuan Yi to help her calm Song Hai's emotions.

Under Yan Xi's burning eyes, Yuan Yi... succumbed.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, uncle, I have some contacts here, and I definitely arrange the best doctor for Xiaoxi."

"Yes, nurses are also the most professional."

"Injury? The injury is okay, it's just a skin injury."

Yuan Yi never knew that the man who was the father could be nagging to this point. He repeatedly assured that he would take care of Yan Xi. Song Hai reluctantly promised that he would not rush over immediately, but would rush back the day after tomorrow at the latest.

"Dad," Yan Xi turned off the public release and took the phone to his ear, "You are going out this time for the children in remote villages. I have no problem with this injury, lest people think you are a fake charity and cause you trouble. ."

"If I can't take care of you, I don't have the intention to care about other people's children," Song Hai sighed helplessly, "I know what you mean, don't worry, I won't be tired of myself, and I won't rush back in a hurry. Will pay attention to the body, okay?"

"It's fine if you know," Yan Xi's voice became delicate, "When you come back, remember to bring me some delicious local food."

"I know how to eat," Song Hai sighed in relief when he heard his daughter's relaxed tone. He was in the mood to talk about eating. It seems that the injury is really not serious. "The man who talked to me just now has nothing to do with you, your man. friend?"

"Dad, don't think too much," Yan Xi glanced at Yuan Yi, "How is it possible."

Aside from saying that Yuan Yi's identity is impossible to marry her, he just said that the way he owed it didn't seem to be interesting to her.

If an ordinary man owes something like this, he shouldn't think about having a girlfriend in his life.

"I'll go out to answer the phone," Yuan Yi saw Yan Xi chatting with her father happily, got up and walked out of the ward.

As soon as he dialed Assistant Meng's phone, he was picked up.

"Boss, there is a result from the police. This accident is not an accident, but a man-made accident."

Yuan Yi's throat tightened, and the appearance of Yan Xi being hit by a lamp continued to appear in his mind. He couldn't help but rubbed the bridge of his nose: "Who is the suspect?"

"It's a new trainee lighting engineer, but what he wants to target is not Miss Yan, but Miss Yan's partner Zhang Hao." Assistant Meng somewhat sympathized with Miss Yan, "I don't know that Miss Yan changed positions with Zhang Hao today."

If a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will clog his teeth. Under normal circumstances, the host of a news program cannot easily change positions, but Zhang Hao's left face is swollen, and the shooting effect will be slightly better when changing positions with Yan Xi. In addition, the ratings of this program are not high, and the requirements for these matters are not strict. With all the coincidences, Miss Yan was unlucky.

"I see." Yuan Yi hung up the phone, pushed the door open a crack, but did not enter.

No matter how beautiful a woman is lying on the bed with disheveled hair, she won't be able to see where she goes. The hospital gown on Yan Xi was a bit wide, revealing a small half of her arm, white and tender as if it were made of tofu.

Yuan Yi opened the door, leaning against the wall, suddenly a little afraid to enter. A nurse passed by and glanced at him curiously. Didn't it mean that the patient in this ward was not seriously injured? Why did the patient's relatives and friends look so serious?

Yuan Yi ignored the eyes of other people. He opened the mobile browser, hesitated for a long time, and typed a sentence on the search engine.

What kind of experience is it like to like someone?

"Yuan Xiaoer!"

He stuffed the phone into his pocket and hurried in the door: "What's the matter?"

"I lost my phone," Yan Xi looked at him pitifully, "Could you help me pick it up."

At this time, her face was pale, and the way she looked at him eagerly made his heart feel weak.

Walking to the bed, bending over to pick up the mobile phone in the sterile bag, Yuan Yi squatted on the bed and stared at Yan Xi, "Yan Xiaoxi."

"Huh?" Yan Xi grabbed the phone and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?"

"I will move in a while, and you will join in the fun."

"When?" With the appearance of her lying on the bed now, where can she go?

"There is still some time. I will probably wait until you get better." Yuan Yi stood up straight, "Now that the anesthetic hasn't passed, you can sleep for a while to avoid discomfort in your stomach."

Yan Xi couldn't see Yuan Yi's expression, but when he saw him walking outside, he asked, "Are you going back?"

"No, I'm going to eat." Yuan Yi turned around to look at her. "Go and eat spicy chicken, **** blood, boiled fish, anyway, you can't eat it now, I can help you taste it."

Yan Xi:...

Is this specifically to **** her off?

That afternoon, Zhang Wang received a call from Yuan Yi to change the date of his move.

The reason is that tomorrow is not good, and the master needs to be re-invited to calculate a good day.

People who didn't even bother to look at the almanac a few days ago, now they have to ask the master to count the days of relocation. What is it about?