Lin Zhanyan deliberately scared Song Zichen, "Are you worried that if I tell Director Chen about your words..."

"It doesn't matter." Song Zichen was open-minded, "We often hurt each other."

“…”

Lin Zhanyan was cold and laughed. When she looked at Song Zichen, her eyes became brighter because of her smile.

Song Zichen felt strange, "Why are you laughing at?"

"nothing!"

Lin Zhanyan did not tell Song Zichen that she was very glad that there was a director Chen in this world.

When Song Zichen faced the biggest blow in his life, the person who was by his side was Director Chen.

During those long and dark days, Director Chen was the only light in his life.

To him, Director Chen is a relative and a friend; just like Jiang Lili to her, he is a friend, but he is also like a relative.

"My uncle... has always loved me." Song Zichen seemed to notice what Lin Zhanyan was thinking and said slowly, "After my mother was sent to the sanatorium, he not only regarded me as her nephew, but also became my friend."

Lin Zhanyan sighed: "We are all very lucky!"

Song Zichen had doubts about this, "We-we?"

"You have Director Chen," Lin Zhanyan said, "I have Lili!"

"If you say that..." Song Zichen nodded, "I agree with you."

The atmosphere in the car became relaxed and pleasant.

Song Zichen's car was very fast and soon drove to the hospital gate.

Although there are not many patients in the night emergency room in small cities, there are many people coming and going.

Lin Zhanyan began to worry about something - it was hard not to attract attention when she appeared with Song Zichen.

After all, Song Zichen's appearance alone is eye-catching enough!

"That..." Lin Zhanyan hesitated and dared not open the car door, "Are we going to... pretend?"

Song Zichen looked at Lin Zhanyan carefully—

It looks so good that it can easily attract attention, and it is indeed necessary to disguise it!

There were sunglasses in the car. Song Zichen took them over and put them on for Lin Zhanyan, then took off his scarf and wrapped around Lin Zhanyan's face.

Although you can still feel that there is a beautiful face under the sunglasses and scarf, but at least it is not that intuitive.

Lin Zhanyan pulled down the scarf and breathed in, and asked, "Where are you?" Song Zichen ran in the hospital with such a noticeable face. No matter how well she disguised it, it would be meaningless, right?

"Me?" Song Zichen was cold, "Don't worry, I can make no one dare to get close to me."

This sounds a bit too second.

But then again, isn’t this Ye Jiayan’s skill? When did Song Zichen steal the sect?

Lin Zhanyan's ankles were swollen and higher, and it was difficult to walk, and the parking area was still a distance away from the emergency room.

Song Zichen walked around to the passenger seat and wanted to carry Lin Zhanyan down.

Lin Zhanyan shrank for a moment and asked, "Is this too high-profile?"

"It's very high-profile." Song Zichen said, "but there is no better way."

Lin Zhanyan thought about it, but before she could figure it out, she was taken out of the car by Song Zichen.

She reacted quickly and quickly buried her face in Song Zichen's chest.

In this way, even if Song Zichen is recognized, no one knows who she is.

She has always been so smart and talented!

However, as soon as you enter the emergency department, you will be the surgeon's clinic.

There were no patients in the clinic. Song Zichen sent Lin Zhanyan in, said hello to the doctor, and went to go through the pre-patient procedures alone.

When he came back with his number, the doctor had already asked Lin Zhanyan and predicted that her condition should not be too serious, but he still had to shoot a movie to see the condition of the bones.

When the order was issued, the doctor didn't know whether it was strange or whether it felt familiar to Song Zichen, and his eyes kept patrolling back and forth between Song Zichen and Lin Zhanyan.

"Doctor, is there any problem?"

Song Zichen's voice was not at all warm, and even a hint of warning.

"No, no." The doctor hurriedly withdrew his gaze and handed the examination form to Song Zichen, reminding him, "The place where the film is taken... is a bit far from here."

Lin Zhanyan looked at Song Zichen through her sunglasses, "What should I do?"

"What did you do just now, what else should you do now."

“…”

Before Lin Zhanyan could react, she was already carried into her arms by Song Zichen.

The emergency doctor admitted that Song Zichen's boyfriend was extremely powerful, but he didn't expect that contemporary young people were so direct!

He was stunned for a moment and said, "Two, I want to tell you that there are wheelchairs that can be borrowed outside."

Song Zichen frowned. At almost the same time, Lin Zhanyan couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's borrow a wheelchair?"

"..." Song Zichen didn't say anything.

Lin Zhanyan had no choice but to say in his ear: "It's not that I don't want you to hug you, but this is... too high-profile."

Song Zichen finally put down Lin Zhanyan and went to borrow a wheelchair.

There are not many people in the emergency department today, but Song Zichen's appearance is so eye-catching that he almost attracted everyone's attention with his own strength.

Lin Zhanyan held up her sunglasses and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to take the scarf back and cover your face?"

Song Zichen pushed Lin Zhanyan to the imaging department and said slowly: "It can block the face, it can't block the temperament."

“…”

Lin Zhanyan gave up.

It doesn't matter if someone like Song Zichen is recognized.

She just needs to protect herself!

The film came out quickly, without any fractures, but only soft tissue swelling.

The situation is indeed not serious, but it will take more than a week to fully recover.

Lin Zhanyan thought about the work that followed, hoping that she would get better soon, so she could get the medicine she took and let the doctor prescribe.

"The pharmacy is on the second floor." The doctor said, "Go and get it, your boyfriend, your girlfriend is outside and wait."

Lin Zhanyan limped out and sat on the row of chairs outside the clinic. When he looked up, he could see Song Zichen walking towards the second floor with his long legs with his long legs.

It was already very late, and the lights in the hospital lobby were not bright enough, so Song Zichen's figure only showed a straight outline.

However, this outline alone is enough to reassure Lin Zhanyan.

If it weren't for Song Zichen, she would probably have to limp here alone tonight.

Oh, no - she doesn't necessarily have the chance to come to the hospital!

After going down the mountain, what happened before coming to the hospital came to Lin Zhanyan's mind again. As she thought about it, the smile on her face slowly disappeared...

Lin Jingze's group had probably been sent back to the hotel.

The question is, how can she agree from the bottom of her heart that Lin Jingze is her brother?

How could she tell her mother about something bad?

There were not many people in the pharmacy, and a young pharmacist was given the medicine. After handing the medicine to Song Zichen, he asked: "Sir, do you need to tell you how to use these medicines?"

"No." Song Zichen smiled, "My girlfriend used it."

"Ah." The young pharmacist's expression dimmed, "Okay. Goodbye."

Song Zichen went downstairs with a small bag of medicine and saw Lin Zhanyan sitting alone outside the door of the surgical clinic with his head hanging down.

Perhaps because she was depressed, she looked very much like a patient. She had always been eye-catching, but she magically did not attract anyone's attention.

Song Zichen walked up to her and rubbed her head, "Are you hungry?"

Lin Zhanyan looked up and saw Song Zichen. The loss on his face and the haze in his eyes shone out. He smiled at Song Zichen, "It's a little!"

"Your feet are inconvenient, so I asked someone to deliver the meal to the hotel." Song Zichen said, "Go back first."

Lin Zhanyan nodded and tried to stand up.

Because her sprained foot was not under force, she moved a little slowly. In the end, before she could stand up, Song Zichen picked her up.

She looked at Song Zichen in surprise, and Song Zichen seemed to guess what she was going to say, snatching her words, "I'm going back, it's okay to be high-profile!"

This seems...it makes sense?

To be on the safe side, Lin Zhanyan buried her face in Song Zichen's arms and said, "You might have been recognized."

"Um."
To be continued...