Blood was still trickling from his body, staining a large portion of his clothes red.

Tong Yan was utterly terrified, and her first reaction was, did she really kick that hard? Could she have gone overboard?

As she regained her composure and her mind started working, she noticed the unusualness of the situation.

How could a kick cause such a severe injury? At most, it might break a rib, but it wouldn’t lead to continuous bleeding.

Tong Yan carefully examined him and found that the bleeding was coming from a gunshot wound to his abdomen, which was bleeding endlessly.

Looking at the ghastly wound, Tong Yan felt troubled.

She couldn’t handle this at all.

She must remove the bullet first. If it’s not removed in time, his life would be in danger.

But how the hell should she remove a bullet?

It seemed she had to take him to a hospital; she definitely couldn’t manage on her own.

She lowered her head, and just as she was about to move him, Chu Bei suddenly opened his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Tong Yan hesitated, "Taking you to a hospital."

For some reason, she felt a chill just now, a bone-chilling cold.

But it was gone the next second. Was it just an illusion?

Chu Bei’s voice was lower, with a hint of fatigue, "Not going to the hospital, we’re both actors, it’s easy to cause misunderstandings."

"But..."

Chu Bei lay on the sofa, his face pale, "This isn’t a gunshot wound, there’s no bullet, so please help me apply some medicine and bandage the wound, thanks."

At this moment, the feeling Chu Bei gave off was different from before on the set, inexplicably dangerous, yet mature and steady.

Since that’s what he said, what else could Tong Yan say, after all, she wasn’t very knowledgeable about gunshot wounds, maybe she had mistaken.

If there was a doctor, they would know this is a gunshot wound.

But he had forcefully dug out the bullet himself, which is why it kept bleeding.

Extremely ruthless to himself.

Tong Yan searched for medicine and gauze, busying herself for a long time before finally treating Chu Bei.

Watching him close his eyes and sleep, very quiet, the sadness in her heart surged like a river.

Why was she so unlucky?

She had been busy for so long and hadn’t even had a bite to eat.

She could only say goodbye to the imagined feast!

After finishing everything, Tong Yan finally had time to check her phone, only to find it was off, which puzzled her. She had clearly fully charged it before leaving.

As she charged it and turned it back on, she felt very anxious.

Hoping the film emperor hadn’t noticed, otherwise, she’d be done for.

But when she saw the call log, she felt utterly desperate.

In just one or two hours, he had made over a hundred calls!

Listen carefully!

Not one, not ten, but over a hundred!

She had every reason and fully believed that the phone was drained dead because of him.

Should she just keep it off?

Then tomorrow tell the film emperor she slept early and didn’t notice the phone.

Hmm, that’s a good plan.

Just as she was about to turn it off, a call came in.

Tong Yan felt frustrated, should she answer or not?

It would have been better if she hadn’t turned it on!

Now, she had to answer...

Just as she pressed the answer button, the voice on the other end came through, "Baby, where are you?"

The voice was gentle and extremely pleasant, like a breeze, if not heard carefully, it would be missed, but it inexplicably sent a chill through Tong Yan, feeling terrifying.

#The film emperor is angry, and the consequences are serious#

Tong Yan’s mind raced, where should she say she was...

"Looking for a place?" Bo Yimo casually said.

Tong Yan, distracted, didn’t quite hear what he said, unconsciously nodded and agreed, "Yes, looking for a place."

After speaking, she froze completely.