"Director, it's over, it's over, it's trending again."
"What's going on with this Wang Qing?"
From the beginning to now, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Wang Qing was bullying Fang Miaomiao.
"I don't know, director. Should we talk to Wang Qing later?" a staff member suggested.
Chen Tianming frowned, and before he could speak, he heard a scream from his earphones.
"Doctor, hurry, get a doctor."
"What happened?" Chen Tianming, seeing all four live streams cut off, was confused.
"Something happened, director. Wang Qing, unable to bear it, pushed Fang Miaomiao down the slope. They say she bled a lot."
"What?" Chen Tianming, startled, stood up from his chair. "What are you waiting for? Send the doctor over!"
What kind of situation was this? He thought no matter how crazy Wang Qing was, she would at most use her mouth. This would cause dissatisfaction, but it would also generate traffic and data, which would be beneficial to their show.
But who would have thought Wang Qing would be bold enough to resort to physical violence?
"Go and check the severity of Fang Miaomiao's injuries and see if she needs to be sent to the hospital," Chen Tianming commanded calmly. "Then contact Fang Miaomiao's agent."
"Data department, keep a close eye on the trending searches online. As soon as there's any hint of Wang Qing pushing someone, quickly bury it in the hot searches."
"Also, have all staff members in the group sign confidentiality agreements, prohibiting any videos from being leaked. And discuss with the live streaming company to see if we can jointly issue a statement, blaming it on technical issues with the live stream, and broadcasting this episode as an edited version."
"Yes, Director."
Soon, a group of people ran from the cornfield into the courtyard.
"What's the situation now?"
"Fang Miaomiao has a large gash on her hand, bleeding profusely, and she's unconscious. She needs to be sent to the hospital for further examination," the accompanying doctor said with a grave expression.
"Send her to the hospital immediately," Chen Tianming knew the seriousness of the matter and couldn't delay.
"I'll go with her," Wang Qing gritted her teeth and said. "Although this has nothing to do with me, I can still cover some of the medical expenses."
"Medical expenses? Wang Qing, do you think this matter will pass so easily?" Cui Mantong said coldly.
Earlier, they had an unpleasant disagreement with Wang Qing because of the equipment, but it wasn't a complete falling out. Unexpectedly, while Miaomiao was picking corn at the edge of the slope, a figure walked up to her.
Then Miaomiao fell down the slope, lying there unconscious. Wang Qing, standing above, shook her head in disbelief, saying it wasn't her, and it had nothing to do with her.
"She fell down herself by accident. I'm being kind by offering to pay for medical expenses. Cui Mantong, don't push it too far."
Cui Mantong refused to argue with such a person. "Director, has the car arrived?"
"Almost."
"We also have some responsibility in this matter. Let's go together to see her. Perhaps we can be of some help," Shen Jianni also said.
"There's no need to trouble the two aunties. My father will be here soon," Wen Yan'an said calmly. "As for the truth of the matter, I believe Uncle Tianming will give us an explanation."
Wen Yan'an's two sentences left everyone present speechless. Even the seasoned Chen Tianming was taken aback.
This child was too smart. With just a few words, he stopped the two from following and also brought himself forward to resolve the matter.
"Young Master An'an," Xin Xuanlai's heart pounded when he saw the blood on the ground.
"Uncle Xin, could you please watch this place for me?"
Xin Xuanlai nodded. "Then we'll carry her to the car now. Young Master An'an, don't worry."
They had just gotten off the plane when they received a call from the young master saying someone at the production crew was bullying them, and the madam had been pushed off a cliff.
He rushed over by car in a panic.
In the car.
"Will she... be alright?" Wen Yan'an, his previous calmness gone, his eyes red, dared not take his gaze off the unconscious Fang Miaomiao.
"Don't worry," Wen Zhiyan glanced at Wen Yan'an indifferently. "She'll be fine."
"But..." Wen Yan'an wiped the tears from his eyes. "Those people are so bad. They all bullied her, and I didn't like what they said."
"I understand."
Having complained, Wen Yan'an picked up a wet wipe and carefully wiped the dried blood from Fang Miaomiao's hands and fingernails.
The car sped along the highway.
When Fang Miaomiao woke up again, she was lying in a hospital bed.
She looked at the white ceiling, her head feeling heavy.
What happened?
She tried to move her hands and felt something restraining them.
She tilted her head slightly and saw a little kid sleeping soundly by the bedside.
Wen Yan'an?
Oh, she remembered. She had transmigrated into a book written by a black fan and was participating in a parent-child reality show.
Later, when she was picking corn, she felt a force behind her.
She wasn't paying attention and rolled down the slope.
And then?
Why couldn't she remember?
Her head hurt terribly.
"Awake?"
A familiar, pleasant, and cool voice came from the doorway.
Looking up, a figure approached against the sunlight.
Fang Miaomiao squinted, unable to see clearly. "Is that you? Why are you here?"
The person who arrived was Wen Zhiyan, who had just finished work.
"Sir, shall I push you in?"
"No need. Lin Ma will bring food later. Go outside and take a look."
"Okay."
After Xin Xuanlai left, silence fell again.
"Um, I didn't intentionally let the child sleep here."
Wen Zhiyan pressed the switch on the wheelchair, and it automatically moved into the ward. "He... was willing to take care of you in the ward."
"Ah, this..." Fang Miaomiao awkwardly changed the subject. "Um, how did I get..."
"After you rolled down, An'an was worried and called me. I happened to have just landed, so I came over and brought you to the hospital."
"I'm so sorry," Fang Miaomiao said, blushing. "I disturbed your work."
Although she didn't know why she felt guilty, she just did.
"It's alright. I've hired a caregiver."
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
The sudden surge of gratitude in her heart vanished.
"What about the production crew?"
"Chen Tianming has released a statement. The new episode will start next Monday."
"Oh."
Fang Miaomiao's interest waned as they talked. She thought this man was quite handsome when she read the book, but after spending so little time together, she felt like she couldn't move under the oppressive and strange atmosphere.
"Dad knows you're sick and wants you to stay at the old house for a while."
"But... won't that disturb the old..." Fang Miaomiao quickly changed her address when she saw him looking at her. "My sleep schedule is quite unstable. Wouldn't it be bad to disturb Dad?"
"It's fine. Dad hasn't seen An'an in a while either."
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
So, you've already decided, why are you asking me?