The news that he was knocked unconscious by a support frame on set has caused a great stir online, and the official Weibo account of the production team's apology statement is filled with all sorts of comments.
There are those who believe in ghosts and gods, saying that Zhou Zhou did too many bad things and was punished.
To Zhou Zhou's surprise, most of the netizens in the comments section were cursing the original poster, and many of their IDs were familiar to him as haters.
Most people firmly believe the official account's claim that he sacrificed himself to save others, and this incident has successfully cleared his name considerably.
Zhou Zhou pursed his lips; at this moment, he was most worried about his career.
Now that the story has been cleared up, those haters and readers won't abandon it, right?
Zhou Zhou scrolled through the comments with a heavy heart, looking at the uniform group of former haters who had turned into neutral observers, feeling deeply worried.
-What self-sacrifice to save others? You believe everything the crew says. Anyone with independent thinking knows that, judging from the angle of the video, he probably "accidentally" shielded the two actors from harm because of his height "advantage".
--Does your independent thinking mean independent thinking after the brain leaves the brain?
---Brain out of control = no brain, anyone who understands this knows.
--Although I don't like Zhou Zhou, he did bleed on the spot and was hospitalized. Please, OP, have some decency in your words.
Zhou Zhou remained silent.
But he had to admit that it seemed to be true.
[Author's Note]:
Zhou Zhou: Because I'm taller, the support fell on my head first, giving the other two a chance to react... I'm telling the truth.
Wenluo: I don't believe it!
Fu, who couldn't bring himself to say it: My parents made me do it.
Hahahaha
Chapter Thirty-Seven: Was I the one who was actually sleepwalking?
Perhaps because he had been unconscious for too long, Zhou Zhou was still wide awake in the middle of the night, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, while he could hear the breathing of another person in the room.
I miscalculated.
Zhou Zhou belatedly realized that she should have brought Fu Hengzhi's laptop over when he returned to the villa in the afternoon.
He felt guilty for letting the empty time pass by in a daze.
"Sigh." Zhou Zhou sighed softly, laboriously moved to the edge of the bed, stretched out one leg, and then used her elbow to support herself as she slowly sat up.
Zhou Zhou felt a vague pain in his right leg, which was quite uncomfortable. He guessed that he had hit something when the scaffolding fell to the ground on set. He lifted his trouser leg and used the light from his phone screen to look at it, and found a large bruise on his knee and below.
Limping towards the bathroom, the difficult journey made Zhou Zhou think it best to avoid soupy or watery foods for the next few days.
What are you doing?
A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Zhou Zhou felt deeply apologetic. Had he made too much noise and woken up the domineering CEO?
"I need to use the restroom." Zhou Zhou leaned against the wall and turned around. "I'll try to be as quiet as possible. You should go to sleep."
"..." Fu Hengzhi reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, then walked over and put his arm around Zhou Zhou's arm.
"Just wake me up if anything happens," Fu Hengzhi whispered in his ear.
Zhou Zhou's right forearm rested in the other person's broad palm, while his back was pressed tightly against the other person's left forearm. Through a thin layer of clothing, Zhou Zhou could even feel the other person's bulging muscle lines.
Logically speaking, it's normal for guys to put their arms around each other's shoulders, but Zhou Zhou felt inexplicably guilty.
This feeling was especially pronounced in this quiet environment, and it was the first time Zhou Zhou had ever felt that the road to the restroom was so long.
"This shouldn't be happening," Zhou Zhou thought, finding his reaction rather strange.
"Mr. Fu." Zhou Zhou was so busy getting rid of this strange feeling that he didn't even realize he was stuttering. He chuckled dryly, "The way you're helping me up looks like you're helping a pregnant woman, hahaha."
Zhou Zhou smiled on the surface, but in his heart he wished he could slap himself twice.
What is he saying here?
Secretly observing the CEO's expression, sure enough, Fu Hengzhi fell silent.
What a terrible thing to do.
Fu Hengzhi had heard this kind of nonsense more than once or twice, and was gradually getting used to it. He helped Zhou Zhou to the toilet, slowly let go of her hand, and said, "I'll wait for you at the door. Call me when you're done."
Seeing that the other party didn't react, Fu Hengzhi paused and added, "Remember to wash your hands before calling me. I'm a germaphobe."
"?" Zhou Zhou, who was still feeling down, looked up abruptly upon hearing this, with an expression of being wronged, and shouted, "The way you're saying that makes it sound like I never wash my hands after using the toilet!"
Fu Hengzhi chuckled at his flustered appearance, shook his head, and walked out of the bathroom.
Zhou Zhou stood alone in front of the toilet, fuming, all her embarrassment gone.
Fu Hengzhi returned to the small bed. His sleep quality was already poor, and at nearly 1.9 meters tall, he felt a bit cramped on the small bed, in addition to having to keep an eye on the injured Zhou Zhou.
Fu Hengzhi struggled to turn over in bed. He could vaguely make out the other person's outline in the darkness, which made him feel much more at ease.
Good night.
After getting into bed, Zhou Zhou fell asleep without realizing it. Perhaps due to his injury, he slept soundly, but the quality of his sleep was poor; he had a series of dreams throughout the night.
In his dream, he relived the accident on set from God's perspective. He lay in a pool of blood, with a terrified Yang Xiao and a helpless Wen Luo beside him. The scene was chaotic, with everyone surrounding him to check on him. Someone removed his mask to avoid suffocating him, revealing his true face to everyone present. The expressions of those present were varied.
The location changed, and this time he was in a familiar car, in the passenger seat, and the person driving was the person he was most familiar with during this period.
Fu Hengzhi looked flustered, but forced himself to remain calm. He pressed the accelerator firmly and sped along the ring road, weaving in and out of traffic. As he exited the ring road, the car suddenly lurched as a car next to him crossed the line and scraped off the black paint on the left side of the front of the car. Fu Hengzhi did not stop and continued to drive forward, his speed making Zhou Zhou worry.
"What's the rush? Slow down!" Before the words could even leave his mouth, the scene shifted again, this time to a hospital.
He saw Ye Misheng sitting silently outside the intensive care unit, looking down at the floor. Then a figure ran over from a distance and rushed to the door of the intensive care unit, trying to see the scene inside through the small window on the door.
It was Fu Hengzhi. He ran up to Ye Misheng in a few steps, his face terribly gloomy. But when he saw the dried bloodstains on Ye Misheng's sleeve, he suppressed his emotions. Then Zhou Zhou saw himself being wheeled out of the intensive care unit, pale and unconscious on the hospital bed. Many people surrounded him, calling his name and trying to wake him from his coma.
The call grew closer, sounding so real it was as if someone were speaking directly to you.
Zhou Zhou felt as if he were trapped in chaos. In the chaos, he opened his misty eyes and saw several blurry faces crowding in front of him. It took Zhou Zhou a while to focus and make out their appearances.
“Mom, Aunt Feng…” Zhou Zhou’s voice was hoarse, her throat so dry she could barely make a sound.
"Xiao Zhou, you scared your mother to death!" Duan Yun's delicate makeup was already ruined by tears. "What would I do if anything happened to you!"
Zhou Zhou stared blankly at her, while Aunt Feng next to Duan Yun kept wiping away her tears with tissues.
Zhou Zhou couldn't bear to see this, so she comforted him, "You still have Fu Hengzhi."
Speaking of Fu Hengzhi, Zhou Zhou looked around but couldn't find him. "Where is Fu Hengzhi?"
“Xiao Heng is at the company.” Duan Yun took the tissue that Aunt Feng handed her and wiped away the tears on her face. “When Sister Feng and I came this morning, you and Xiao Heng had eaten together. Xiao Heng went to the company. We were chatting with you when you suddenly fainted.”
Zhou Zhou: "Huh?" Why do I have no recollection of this?
"It was such a small boat. My wife and I were terrified at the time." Aunt Feng's voice sounded even more weary after she finished crying.
"Aunt Feng, you and Mom, please stop crying. Seeing you two crying so sadly makes me want to cry too."
"Why are you crying? You're still hurt, so you're not allowed to cry." Duan Yun wiped away her tears completely, trying to pretend that nothing had happened, but her red eyes betrayed everything.
Duan Yun occasionally acted like a young girl in her prime, which made Zhou Zhou chuckle softly.
"Ahem." The doctor had just entered when she saw this heartwarming scene of mother and child. Although she shouldn't disturb them, she had important business to attend to. "Is the patient awake? Is he feeling unwell?"
"I feel fine." Zhou Zhou stretched and moved around. "I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere, and my body feels lighter than yesterday."
"But it's only the third day." The doctor looked surprised, took the sample, and performed a few simple tests, finding nothing abnormal.
He recovered from the injury on his forehead very quickly last time. Zhou Zhou didn't know how to explain this unusual situation, but thinking about it carefully, none of these things combined seemed as outrageous as the whole transmigration story.
"Should we get a full body checkup?" Duan Yun asked with concern.
"The time since the last examination is too short," the doctor shook his head. "I don't recommend that the patient undergo frequent instrument examinations."
After saying that, he looked at Zhou Zhou and said, "I still recommend observation. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, call medical staff immediately."
"Okay, doctor." Compared to yesterday, Zhou Zhou was able to sit up and smiled as she watched the doctor leave the ward.
Zhou Zhou looked at the closed door, then turned and smiled at Duan Yun and Aunt Feng.
Seeing how energetic he was, the two of them felt a sense of relief.
Just then, the cell phone rang.
Aunt Feng took out her phone to check the caller ID and found it was Fu Hengzhi.
"Hey, Hengzhi, Xiaozhou's awake. Yes, the doctor checked and everything's fine. Can you come and take a look? Didn't your secretary say you were in a meeting?" Aunt Feng had barely finished speaking when she saw Zhou Zhou reach out to her and hand her the phone, understanding her intention.
Fu Hengzhi had already arrived at the underground parking lot. Upon hearing the news that the person had woken up, he was no longer in a hurry. "It's not a big meeting. I'll finish early and go back to the hospital to see him."
"I'm fine, Mr. Fu. You can focus on your work."
Fu Hengzhi paused for a moment as he opened the car door, his voice softer than before, "How are you feeling?"
"I feel a bit better than yesterday." Zhou Zhou saw Duan Yun and Aunt Feng smiling at him, and the two of them even got up and left the ward, thoughtfully closing the door behind them. He felt helpless and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Really, you should focus on your work. The hospital and the company are quite far apart, don't bother going back and forth."
"Hmm." Fu Hengzhi leaned against the car door. "When I left this morning, you were still laughing and talking. When Aunt Feng called crying and said you were unconscious..." I was very worried about you.
Fu Hengzhi failed to utter this ambiguous statement.
Zhou Zhou's key point is the 'chatting and laughing' part. He had eaten breakfast in the morning and was chatting and laughing, but he has no memory of that now.
"I can't remember a single thing." Zhou Zhou frowned. His memory only extended to when he fell asleep in the middle of the night. What others said was like a dream to him.
Wait, it's all a dream...
Zhou Zhou: "President Fu, was I sleepwalking this morning?"
Fu Hengzhi: "What?"
Zhou Zhou: "So, I was the one who was actually sleepwalking?"
Fu Hengzhi: "..."
[Author's Note]:
I wonder if I'll get confused reading the second half of this chapter, hahaha.
Mr. Fu is shy and it's not the right time for him to confess his feelings yet. Zhou Zhou's mind isn't on that topic yet, and she'll continue to act all cheeky, hahaha.
I've been so busy during the day lately that I can only stay up late at night to update this QAQ.