Chapter 595

Song Yaoyao ran over and asked, and it turned out that a switch of the rain shower was broken. She squatted there to help, and when it was repaired, she went to help move the props.

Min Jiaren clicked her tongue, "The little director is working too hard..."

"Cough... Didn't you find something else?"

"Huh?" She turned her head and looked at Chuan.

"For example, too much strength—"

The two looked over and saw that the little girl was carrying a large cardboard box, even covering her head. She walked forward steadily, and behind her, two people were carrying a cardboard box together, and they looked very laborious.

Min Jiaren: "...Perhaps, the things in her box are light?"

Xiang Chuan was noncommittal and shrugged.

Immediately afterwards, they saw Song Yaoyao bent over and took out a bunch of weapons from the cardboard box...

"Fog grass..."

Min Jae-in was shocked.

It's a monster!

Huo Jiu's teeth were sour when he saw it, and he stood in the same place and was about to move.

He wanted to rush up to Song Yaoyao and say: Miss Song, put me down!

I don't know if the gentleman sees that the thin-skinned and tender meat raised in Huo's family, the little girl who needs to be coaxed when she bumps into it, is doing such a heavy job in the crew, wouldn't it be distressed to death?

And he-

Huo Jiu touched the back of his neck, feeling that he couldn't escape even if his husband knew.

He watched Song Yaoyao take out the props to check, then turned around and went out, intending to continue moving——

He couldn't help rushing up any longer, and shouted in disbelief, "Miss Song! Please take a rest, I'll do the rough work!"

Is there no one in the crew, and she doesn't need her to do these things.

"Uh……"

Song Yaoyao was startled by him, and Huo Jiu realized that her eyes were red, like a little rabbit.

"Miss Song, what's the matter with you?"

"fine."

Song Yaoyao wiped his hands on his trousers as if nothing had happened. On the small white hand, a small hole was oozing blood, and it was probably scratched by something.

Huo Jiu knew how squeamish she was, but she actually held back.

"Come on!"

His pupils tightened, "Miss Song is injured, drive over and take Miss Song to the hospital."

Song Yaoyao was full of question marks, "Why are you going to the hospital?"

"What? Yaoyao is injured?!"

Kang Yuan stopped filming the play, he left the script and ran towards it, and the others ran after hearing the words.

That battle was almost like an earthquake.

"Where is the injury? Is it serious? Walk around and I'll accompany you to the hospital! Why are you carrying this around, didn't I tell you to see the rain shower?"

Kang Yuanhu grimaced and looked over in distress.

Song Yaoyao's eyes were red, and she raised her index finger innocently, "Here—"

The glutinous voice was nasal.

When everyone saw Song Yaoyao's eyes, her eyes were red, what a wound this must be, and they looked pitiful.

As a result, seeing a small wound on the index finger, Qi Shushu was silent.

Should they say something to ease the embarrassment?

Huo Jiu didn't care what these people thought, he only knew that Miss Song was injured and it was his fault.

"The car is here, Miss Song, get in the car first."

"The injury is not serious..."

Song Yaoyao took a breath, but it hurt a little.

"Cough, no matter how small the wound is, you can't ignore it. You don't know what it was scratched. How many bacteria must be there."

Kang Yuan said distressedly: "You are not allowed to do this kind of rough work in the future. If there are not enough crew members, you can recruit them again! What does the person in charge do? My apprentice came to the crew to study, not to do chores for you! Look, it's bleeding. !"

"Go to the hospital, you must go!"

It’s okay to run a errand and look at the props, why are you still picking it up?