"Director, it's over, it's over, we're trending again."
"What's going on with this Wang Qing?"
From the beginning until now, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Wang Qing was bullying Fang Miaomiao.
"I don't know, Director, should we brief Wang Qing about this later?" a staff member suggested.
Chen Tianming frowned. Before he could speak, he heard an exclamation from his earpiece.
"Doctor, quickly, get a doctor."
"What's happening?" Chen Tianming, seeing all four live streams cut off, was confused.
"Something's happened, Director. Wang Qing couldn't take it and pushed Fang Miaomiao down the slope. They say there was a lot of blood."
"What?" Chen Tianming jumped up from his chair in shock. "What are you waiting for? Get the doctor over there!"
What was all this? He thought no matter how crazy Wang Qing was, she'd at most just say things. That might cause dissatisfaction, but it would also generate buzz and data, beneficial to their show.
But who would have thought Wang Qing would be bold enough to resort to physical violence?
"Go check the severity of Fang Miaomiao's injuries now and see if she needs to be sent to the hospital," Chen Tianming ordered after calming down. "Then contact Fang Miaomiao's agent."
"Data department, keep a close eye on the trending topics online. If there's any hint of Wang Qing pushing someone, quickly link it to the trending topic and suppress it."
"Also, have all staff members in the group sign non-disclosure agreements, prohibiting any video from leaking. And coordinate with the livestream company to see if we can jointly issue a statement, claiming it was a problem with the livestream, and this episode will be released as an edited version."
"Understood, Director."
Soon, a group of people ran from the cornfield into the courtyard.
"What's the situation now?"
"Fang Miaomiao has a large cut on her hand, bleeding profusely. She's currently unconscious and 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 afford to delay.
"I'll go with her," Wang Qing gritted her teeth and said. "Although this matter has nothing to do with me, I can still contribute a little to the medical expenses."
"Medical expenses? Wang Qing, you don't think this will just blow over, do you?" Cui Mantong said coldly.
Just now, due to the issue with the equipment, they had a disagreement with Wang Qing, but it wasn't a complete falling out. Unexpectedly, while Miaomiao was picking corn at the edge of the slope, a figure approached her.
Then Miaomiao fell down the slope, lying there unconscious, while Wang Qing above shook her head in disbelief, saying it wasn't her and it had nothing to do with her.
"She fell down by herself. I'm being kind by offering to pay for some of the medical expenses. Cui Mantong, you're going 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 and see if we can help," Shen Jiani also said.
"No need to trouble you two aunties. My dad will be here soon," Wen Yan'an stepped forward and said calmly. "As for the truth of what happened, I believe Uncle Tianming will give us an explanation."
Wen Yan'an's two sentences made everyone present exchange glances. Even Chen Tianming, the seasoned veteran, couldn't help but be taken aback.
This child was too clever. In just two sentences, he stopped the two from following and at the same time pulled himself into resolving the matter.
"Young Master An'an." Xin Xuanlai's heart pounded wildly upon seeing the blood on the ground.
"Could you please help me watch this place for me, Uncle Xin?"
Xin Xuanlai nodded. "Then we'll carry her to the car now. Don't worry, Young Master An'an."
They had just gotten off the plane when they received a call from the young master saying that someone on the program team was bullying them and that 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, didn't dare to look away from the unconscious Fang Miaomiao.
"Don't worry," Wen Zhiyan glanced at Wen Yan'an. "She'll be fine."
"But..." Wen Yan'an wiped away the tears that overflowed from his eyes. "Those people are so bad. They bullied her, and I really didn't like what they said."
"I know."
After complaining, Wen Yan'an picked up a wet wipe and carefully wiped away the dried blood on 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 extremely heavy.
What happened?
She tried to move her hand and felt something restraining her.
Tilting her head slightly, she saw a small child 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 variety show.
Later, while picking corn, she felt a force from behind.
Caught off guard, she rolled down the slope.
And then?
She couldn't remember clearly.
Her head hurt terribly.
"Awake?"
A familiar, pleasant, and cool voice came from the doorway.
Looking up, a figure emerged from the sunlight.
Fang Miaomiao couldn't see clearly and narrowed her eyes. "It's 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 check."
"Understood."
After Xin Xuanlai left, silence fell again.
"Um, I didn't mean to let the child sleep here."
Wen Zhiyan pressed the switch for the wheelchair, and it automatically moved into the ward. "He wanted to take care of you in the ward."
"Oh, this..." Fang Miaomiao awkwardly changed the subject. "Um, how did I get to..."
"After you fell, An'an was worried and called me. I happened to be off the plane and came over to take you to the hospital."
"That's really too much trouble," Fang Miaomiao blushed, feeling embarrassed. "Sorry for disturbing your work."
Although she didn't know why she felt guilty, she just did.
"It's no trouble. I've hired a caregiver."
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
The sudden surge of gratitude in her heart vanished.
"What about the crew?"
"Chen Tianming released a statement. The next episode will start next Monday."
"Oh."
Fang Miaomiao found the conversation increasingly dull. When she read about this man in the book, she thought he was quite handsome. But after spending so little time with him, she felt like she was suffocating under the strange atmosphere.
"Dad knows you're sick and wants you to stay at the old house for a while."
"This, won't it be too much of a disturbance to Old..." Fang Miaomiao saw him looking at her and quickly changed her address. "My sleep schedule is not very stable. Would it be inconvenient for me to disturb Dad?"
"It's alright. Dad hasn't seen An'an in a long time either."
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
So you've already decided. Why ask me then?