CHAPTER 440: CHAPTER 438: HOSPITALIZED DUE TO INJURY

Wen Qiao didn’t know what she stepped on, her foot slipped, and she tumbled right down from the high steps.

"Qiaoqiao!"

Xiao Chu was the first to react, dropping the water bottle he was holding and running toward Wen Qiao, who rolled down the steps.

Director Zhang also took off his headphones and followed, and the others hurried after him upon seeing the accident.

Ye Shengnan was closest to Wen Qiao, and after a moment of shock, she quickly came forward to check on her.

Not knowing where exactly Wen Qiao was hurt, Ye Shengnan didn’t dare to move her immediately and could only squat beside her, frowning as she asked, "How is it? Where did you fall? Does your back hurt?"

Wen Qiao lay on the lime floor, her face contorted with pain like a baozi: "It hurts a bit."

Listening closely, one could hear a hint of crying in her voice as she spoke.

Xiao Chu ran over, wanting to help her up, but Ye Shengnan interrupted, "Don’t move her yet, it could be trouble if she’s injured her back."

Xiao Chu asked anxiously, "Then, what do we do now?"

"Call an ambulance," Ye Shengnan said, "Do you have your phone with you?"

"Oh right, I have it."

Xiao Chu quickly fumbled for her phone from her pocket, her hands trembling.

Seeing this, Ye Shengnan took the phone from her, dialed 120, and calmly communicated the situation and the address to the medical staff.

Wen Qiao, seeing Xiao Chu crying like a rain-drenched pear flower, found it somewhat amusing. She wanted to raise her hand to caress her face, but moving her arm pulled at her entire back and made her gasp in pain.

Xiao Chu quickly said, "Don’t move, just stay put."

"Then stop crying. You’re making me nervous. Anyone would think you’re mourning for me."

Wen Qiao tried to steady her voice, so Xiao Chu wouldn’t notice anything was off.

"Ptui ptui ptui! Don’t talk nonsense."

Ye Shengnan took back her phone, looking at Wen Qiao, "Should I let Jiang Yao know?"

"......"

Wen Qiao gave her a glance and nodded.

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Fu Jinghen learned about Wen Qiao being injured on the set and being taken to the hospital through Feng Li.

He was in the middle of a meeting with the design department in the conference room when Feng Li knocked and walked in. After whispering a few words in his ear, everyone witnessed President Fu’s complexion visibly darken, and he strode out of the meeting room.

Feng Li followed closely behind, rapidly tapping his screen to book a flight for Fu Jinghen.

Qi Ming strolled leisurely into the FS building and had just pressed the elevator button when the doors slowly opened. Seeing the person inside, he said cheerfully, "Little uncle? What a coincidence. I just wanted to talk to you about something, Wen Shu—"

Fu Jinghen cut him off, "Make the decision yourself."

"She wants an endorsement..."

Qi Ming blinked in astonishment, watching the usually calm and collected Fu Jinghen leave in a hurry.

He ran a few steps to catch up with Feng Li and tugged at his arm, "What’s wrong with my little uncle?"

Feng Li simply explained, "The Boss Lady’s been injured and hospitalized, President Fu is in a hurry."

"Is it serious?"

"Not sure," Feng Li glanced at Fu Jinghen, who had walked quite a distance away, and shook off Qi Ming’s hand, "Young master, go ahead and have fun on your own; I need to check on President Fu."

"Oh, okay," Qi Ming nodded and called out, "Be careful!"

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Ten minutes before boarding, Fu Jinghen received a call back from Wen Qiao.

He answered the call, cautiously starting, "Qiao?"

Hearing his voice, Wen Qiao burst into tears, "Fu Jinghen, come quickly and see me, I’m in so much pain."