Not long after, Song Jingxuan took back the photo again.
Nan Xing was silent for a while, and said
"I do have a question."
"You ask."
"He had an examination last night, and after the examination, he seemed to be in a bad mood."
Song Jingxuan thought for a while
"Did you draw blood?"
"Um"
"I've heard from his attending doctor that every time his blood is drawn, his body will become weak and his mood will be very unstable.
Probably related to when he was kidnapped. "
Nan Xing didn't understand at first,
"Kidnapped?"
"Well, the illegal scientists inside drew blood for experiments, and then injected some drugs into his body."
Song Jingxuan's mind flashed through the video about Quan Si he saw back then.
Little Quan Si hurt so much that his body twisted and curled up on one corner, and there was that heart-piercing cry of pain.
He frowned
"The process was quite painful."
Nan Xing was silent.
Walk out of the coffee shop and separate from Song Jingxuan.
She walked a long way along the road, and she looked very cold and inaccessible.
The black peaked cap on the head is pressed very low, and the slightly curly hair is loose.
I don't know where I went.
Far away, I heard shouts from behind
"Ms. Nan Xing, wait a moment. Ms. Nan Xing, please wait!"
Shouts came from afar.
A man who was more than 1.7 meters tall had a small crew cut and trotted all the way to chase him.
Nan Xing stopped and looked up.
The man is gasping for breath
"Oh, I finally caught up, and I saw you from a distance."
Having said that, the man took out a business card and handed it to Nan Xing
"Miss Nan Xing, I am the general manager of Fenghai Entertainment and also an agent. My name is Zhang Wu. I am very glad to meet you."
Nan Xing spoke in a calm tone
"What's up?"
Zhang Wu said with a smile
"Miss Nanxing, I heard that you signed with Jinquan Entertainment. That's it. I wonder if you are interested in changing jobs to work in our company?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Xing clearly refused
"Not interested in."
The smile on Zhang Wu's face remains unchanged
"Miss Nan Xing, don't refuse so quickly, I understand everything about your company.
The recent popular Jiu Ci was written by Ms. Nan Xing. Our company thinks that you are very talented as an agent. At the same time, you are also very popular on the Internet. If you come to our company, we plan to package you as a celebrity agent. people. I will use all the company's resources to push you to the top of the pyramid in the entertainment circle, how about it? "
Nan Xing held Zhang Wu's business card and looked at him
"I have no plans to change companies."
After speaking, I will leave.
Like a dog skin plaster, Zhang Wu stuck on it immediately, and said with a smile
"Miss Nan Xing can consider changing companies now. Our compensation is definitely considerable.
It is definitely not something that a small company like Jinquan can afford. "
As Zhang Wu said, he leaned towards Nan Xing.
As a result, Nan Xing raised his hand and pushed the person away before he could get close.
Her cold and refusing attitude finally made the smile on Zhang Wu's face fade away.
After all, he is also a general manager, so it is a bit embarrassing to be rejected in such a rush.
Zhang Wu looked at the South Star
"Nan Xing, think carefully. I know that you are an ambitious girl, but Jinquan Entertainment can't support your ambition. Only by coming to us and with our help can you have a better way."
Nan Xing was a little impatient that no one was pestering him all the time, and he frowned
"I don't plan to change companies, do you understand?"
Zhang Wu is very meaningful
"Nan Xing, I rarely bring artists as a manager anymore, but you are very good.
So I am willing to give you time and patience. For a company as small as your Jinquan Entertainment, there is no scum left that can be smashed if you just turn over the waves. I will look for you again, I hope you have figured it out by then. "
When he finished speaking,Xing turned around and left without a word of nonsense.
Zhang Wu looked at Nan Xing's back, stroked his chin, and smiled.
*
She went out early, and when she came back again, it was just the usual time for breakfast.
As soon as he stepped in, he glanced around, but he didn't see Quan Si, nor Bai Yu.
She walked up the stairs to the second floor.
I saw Bai Yu at the door of the studio.
When Bai Yu saw Nan Xing, a smile suddenly appeared on his face
"Miss Nanxing, are you back so early?"
Nan Xing nods
"Well, what about him?"
Bai Yu looked in the direction of the studio,
"The young master is in the studio."
"Did he stay inside and draw all the time?"
Bai Yu was silent for a moment
"The young master does not allow others to enter the studio, nor does he allow others to disturb him. I don't know what the young master is doing in the studio."
Nan Xing listened and paused.
Do not allow others to disturb?
"Then how long does he usually stay in there?"
"long time."
As soon as the words Bai Yu fell, the door of the studio opened with a click.
Quan Si came out from inside, wearing pajamas, holding a pencil in his hand, standing at the door facing Nan Xing.
There was a gloomy and hostile air on his body, but his eyelids were lowered, and he quickly subsided.
Nan Xing walked over,
"Did you have meal?"
Quan Si raised his eyelids, and his gray eyes swept across her
"Xiao Hua came back just to ask this?"
Nan Xing nods
"Um."
Quan Si stared at Nan Xing, as if he wanted to find out something.
His little Hua has never asked about such a thing.
However, Nan Xing's eyes fell on his hands.
Yesterday, there was a bulging small bag on the back of his hand.
I haven't seen you for a while today, but the small bag is gone. Why does his wrist seem to be swollen?
The right wrist was very red and swollen, like a small steamed bun.
Especially since he was already thin, he looked particularly conspicuous.
Nan Xing walked over and took his hand.
She looked at him, then at the swollen lump on her wrist
"How did you do this?"
Quan Si glanced at it.
His body has always had a lot of problems, and it is also very fragile, and it will become like this if it is touched casually.
Just looking at Nan Xing's caring look again, he paused, and opened his mouth
"After painting for a while, it became swollen."
Nan Xing was stunned.
Can painting make your wrists swell?
Bai Yu asked in a low voice
"Miss Nan, do you want to invite a doctor to see?"
Nan Xing nods
"Well, please go ahead."
Bai Yu responded
"OK."
After the words fell, he left quickly.
I don't know when he started, as long as Nan Xing was around, he would only listen to Nan Xing's words regarding Quan Si's body.
If Quan Si disagrees with Nan Xing, he will abide by Nan Xing's wishes.
The doctor will come soon.
The living room on the first floor.
Quan Si was sitting on the sofa, and the doctor was wrapping his wrist with gauze.
The doctor's voice is very serious
"Mr. Quan Si, you have just finished the examination, and your physical function is extremely poor. You need to rest within 24 hours. Just like before. If you continue to draw for a long time like this, your wrist will become more swollen. "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com