Rebirth of the Great Entertainment Empire

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"Preliminary statement: I really want to rescue your squad leader smoothly, and then get rid of you completely!

So, I have to say something up front—I am a public figure, and my every move may attract others' attention. Therefore, when I took a man with injuries all over his body to the hospital for treatment on Lunar New Year's Eve, it would probably become big news in all likelihood.

If you have any scruples, speak up as soon as possible, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble or misunderstanding. "Xu Cun, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was open and honest.

The person lying in the middle of the road and the person with the gun didn't know much about the media, and it could even be said that they didn't quite understand what Xu Cun said. Therefore, after listening to what Xu Cun said, they were all at a loss.

Fortunately——

Among them there is also a person who understands—after listening to Xu Cun's heartfelt words, the lady explained to the man lying in the middle of the road and the man with the gun: "Mr. Xu is saying that it is not difficult for him to save Wei Hua, but If he rescues Wei Hua, you will most likely be surrounded by reporters and get into trouble." The lady glanced at Xu Cun and said, "Mr. Goodbye."

"It's not goodbye, it's goodbye." Xu Cun corrected.

After Madam explained, the person lying in the middle of the road and the person with the gun probably understood what Xu Cun meant. They glanced at each other, and the man with the gun spoke first, "I will protect the squad leader!"

The person lying in the middle of the road nodded slightly and said nothing.

After entering the urban area, the person lying in the middle of the road got out of the car and left, and the car was changed to the man with the gun.

...

Just like what Xu Cun said before—their group arrived at the hospital. When the guard saw Xu Cun among them, he immediately called the director. Only ten minutes later, more than a dozen medical staff arrived one after another.

Less than five minutes later, monitor Wei Hua was pushed into the emergency room by medical staff.

...

Xu Cun, who was sitting on the bench outside the emergency room, supported his knees with his elbows and his chin with his hands, looked at the two people walking back and forth in front of the emergency room with great interest, um...to be precise Said that Xu Cun's eyes were almost all on his wife.

Madam's age is difficult to define - say she is in her teens, Xu Cunxin. Xu Cun also believed that she was in her twenties. Xu Cun believed that she was in her thirties. Xu Cun still believed that she was over forty years old.

To say it outright, Madam is definitely the most interesting woman Xu Cun has ever seen in his life!

"If you keep staring at Madam with your thief eyes, I'll dig them out for you." A cold voice sounded beside Xu Cun's ear.

"Is that how you thank your benefactor?" Xu Cun said leisurely.

"...Your kindness, I, Zhao Dayi, will definitely repay it! But one yard counts for one yard - Madam likes the squad leader, and the squad leader also likes his wife, you can't play Madam's idea!" After hesitating, Zhao Dayi slowed down his tone Said.

"The title 'Mrs.' is rare." Xu Cun tentatively said.

"Mr. Xu, I will warn you again, and it will be the last time. Madam is the class monitor!" Zhao Dayi's voice became cold again.

"Hey! What a pity!" Xu Cun sighed in his heart.

"When will you let me go?" Xu Cun asked.

"After the squad leader is out of danger." Zhao Dayi replied.

"Just to ask, if your squad leader has something wrong, how are you going to deal with me?" Xu Cun asked again.

"...I don't know." Zhao Dayi said after a moment of silence.

"It's okay." Xu Cun said with a breath.

"What?" Zhao Dayi asked with a frown.

"I'm glad you're still sensible." Xu Cun said.

"... Believe it or not, we never thought of killing you and your girlfriend." After a moment of silence, Zhao Dayi said.

"If you didn't show up, I should be happy at home at this moment. The result? I signed a check for 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, and I lost 50,000 Hong Kong dollars in cash, and I have to worry about my personal safety! Don't tell me You will repay me, after separation, there will never be any intersection between us again, how will you repay me?" Xu Cun said with a snort.

"Now, I have nothing else to ask but you to remember what I have done for you so that I can go home safely for the New Year." Xu Cun said again, his tone relaxed.

Zhao Dayi's face was flushed by Xu Cun's words - he wanted to say something, but he really couldn't say anything.

Just at this time, the lights in the emergency room went out—there was probably a decision as to whether Wei Hua was dead or alive.

Not long after, the medical staff pushed Wei Hua out, and then pushed Wei Hua to the advanced ward - a doctor-like person came straight to Xu Cun, and his wife followed the medical staff to the advanced ward, Zhao Dayi hesitated , stay with Xu Cun and continue to monitor Xu Cun.

"Mr. Xu, are you with the patient?" The doctor asked when he came to Xu Cun's side.

"I picked them up on the road." Xu Cun lied.

"How is the patient?" Xu Cun asked again.

"As long as he can survive tonight, his life will be saved. But..." the doctor hesitated.

"Say it straight," Xu Cun said.

"He has 23 wounds on his body, and seven pieces of shrapnel in his body. The index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his right hand, his right leg from below the knee, and... most of the penis are all gone," said the doctor.

"Uh...J8 was blown up?" Xu Cun said in amazement.

As soon as Xu Cun's words fell, Xu Cun felt a bone-piercing chill hit him - no need to think about it, Xu Cun also knew that this chill must come from Zhao Dayi.

"How much treatment fee do you need?" Xu Cun hurriedly asked again.

When Xu Cun asked about the treatment fee, he was warning Zhao Dayi: "You may still need me, so don't be rough on me!"

Just as the doctor was about to answer Xu Cun, the sound of chaotic footsteps came along the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, a reporter appeared.

Seeing Xu Cunzhen here, a group of reporters rushed to Xu Cun, surrounded Xu Cun and began to take pictures and ask questions:

"Mr. Xu, are you here because you sent a person who was seriously injured by a bomb to see a doctor?"

"Mr. Xu, what is your relationship with the man who was seriously injured by the bomb?"

"Mr. Xu, I heard that the person seriously injured by the bomb is your bodyguard. Is this rumor true?"

"..."

The reporters gathered more and more until there were 70 or 80 people gathered. Xu Cun replied with a smile: "Beforehand, I don't know the patient I saved. I picked him up on the way home. At that time, he He was on the verge of death, and I saved him for the sake of God's virtue... By the way, that young man is a relative of the patient, you can ask him to confirm."

Seventy to eighty reporters surrounded Xu Cun, and naturally many of them couldn't grab the slot. According to Xu Cunyi, those who couldn't grab the slot all went to surround Zhao Dayi and began to take pictures and ask questions:

"Sir, do you know Mr. Xu Cunxu?"

"Sir, what is your relationship to the patient?"

"Sir, how did the patient get injured by the bomb?"

"..."

How could Zhao Dayi have any experience dealing with reporters? In no time, he was dazed by the camera flashes and the reporters' questions!

And Xu Cun, who is good at dealing with reporters, calmly answered reporters' questions while walking.

Not long after, Xu Cun led a large group of reporters to the parking lot of the hospital.

Then, Xu Cun looked at his watch, smiled and said, "It's already past eight o'clock, I have to go home for the New Year. Well...my car broke down, who can take me home for the New Year, I will give him a Opportunity for an interview."

Two minutes later, a reporter from a gossip tabloid who had practiced sprinting drove Xu Cun away from the hospital.

At the same time, Zhao Dayi was still surrounded by dozens of reporters.

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