When Mo Jiayi saw Feng Rong, he said hello to him.

Feng Rong signaled Mo Jiayi to be casual, then looked at Nangong Jue and asked, "Is Mr. Nangong okay?"

As soon as he heard Feng Rong's name, Nangong Jue's brow jumped slightly and said calmly: "It's okay."

In fact, at this time, Nangong Jue was already a little suspicious of Feng Rong's identity, because people in this circle are used to calling actors and stars as teachers, and rarely use the words of "Mr. Miss". But Mo Jiayi said that this was a trainee who signed in to his studio, and it was considered to be half a foot into the entertainment industry. How could he make such a low-level mistake?

Feng Rong glanced at the green and purple marks on Nangong Jue's back, and then looked at Mo Jiayi, "Is it okay for the bones?"

"After checking, there is no big problem, it's blood stasis and abrasions." Mo Jiayi explained to Feng Rong.

Although Nangong Jue refused to let the medical staff touch him, as a demon warrior who has lived many years and is brave and good at fighting, Mo Jiayi is still very experienced in judging his injuries. It is precisely because he knew that the injury was not serious that Mo Jiayi did not force the medical staff to come over, but personally helped Nangong Jue deal with the injuries.

As for Nangong Jue, he didn't know why he was particularly reluctant to contact with people, but Mo Jiayi had never heard of this rumors before.

After all, as an investor in the movie "The Strange Hero", Mo Jiayi made a name for his studio and he must not destroy his golden sign for the past twenty years. So before inviting Nangong Jue, Mo Jiayi had carefully studied things other than his acting skills, and he still knew about Nangong Jue's temper.

Before Feng Rong could talk to Mo Jiayi for a few more words, the door of the dressing room was suddenly knocked, which scared Feng Rong, who was quietly tempting his spiritual power to Nangong Jue, but his facial paralysis was quite serious and no one was found.

Lin Lin thought it was Lin Yingkong's husband-loving man who couldn't wait to come to the minister, so he opened the door at his hand without any warning, but ended up hitting Long Qiqi's crying face.

"Is Teacher Nangong here?" Long Qiqi said timidly, portraying the appearance of a little white flower that was shaking by the cold wind to the fullest.

Perhaps influenced by the attitudes of Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong, Lin Lin, who originally thought Long Qiqi was beautiful and simple, could not help but stutter in his heart. Lin Lin pulled the door and did not let her in as soon as possible. He just said, "It's here, but it's not very convenient. Teacher Nangong is dealing with the wound on his body."

Long Qiqi immediately lowered her head guiltily, "Then... I'll wait at the door for a while, and when Teacher Nangong has done it, I want to go in and apologize..."

The dressing room was not big, and everyone inside must have heard Long Qiqi's voice. Linlang turned around and looked at Mo Jiayi and Nangong Jue.

Mo Jiayi also looked at Nangong Jue.

Nangong Jue was disturbed and said a little impatiently: "Let her wait!"

Lin Lin apologized to Long Qiqi: "Then please wait for Teacher Long."

Long Qiqi's face froze slightly, but he still said with a good attitude: "Okay, I'm right at the door. Teacher Nangong can call me immediately if you need anything."

Linlin closed the door with a "oh" sound, and was a little puzzled - what can Nangong Jue have to call Long Qiqi? Could it be that he even asked her a delicate little princess of the Dragon Clan to help with medicine to treat the wound?

Feng Rong took advantage of the opportunity of half of everyone's eyes in the dressing room to send out the spiritual power that had accumulated in her hand for a long time. Nangong Jue felt suddenly chilling all over, but it lasted for less than a second, so he didn't care too much.

When the spiritual power fed back the information, Feng Rong didn't notice anything unusual.

When Nangong Jue saved people, he was very quick to move. Feng Rong thought that Nangong Jue's half-demon bloodline had been stimulated and awakened, but at present, he was thinking too much.

But in addition to this, Feng Rong could not have imagined other clues related to Nangong Jue being targeted. It is impossible that someone is really jealous of Long Qiqi, so if he tampered with the horse, Nangong Jue was just being attacked, right?

It will take more than ten minutes to deal with the injuries on Nangong Jue's body.

Mo Jiayi said a little apologetically: "This happened when the construction started on the first day. I'm so sorry for Nangong, you...why you should take a two-day rest and wait until the injury is cured."

Nangong Jue shook his head, "It's just a minor injury, it doesn't matter. You can film the scene where you escape first, so you don't need to put on special makeup."

Nangong Jue's performance was really considerate, which was completely different from the rumored appearance of low EQ. Lin Lin looked a little stunned by the side.

Mo Jiayi was also a little surprised, but when he saw that he said so, he didn't pretend to be polite to him.

After all, their progress is quite tight now. Nangong Jue rests for another two days, Mo Jiayi will be in a one-man show and let the later stages come. In fact, he still respects Bumin a lot of this unprofessional behavior.

Just as Nangong Jue and Mo Jiayi were chatting, Linlin had already put Long Qiqi, who was standing at the door and his legs were sore.

"Teacher Nangong..." Long Qiqi walked in, shouted pitifully, and then his eyes fell on Nangong Jue.

Because the medicine has not been completely dried yet, Nangong Jue sat there naked with his upper body. His muscles are extremely curvy, and his honey-colored skin makes people want to reach out to touch, but there are various scars on it, which makes people suddenly think of the Apollo God of the Sun in ancient Greek mythology. When he was injured in blood, he turned his head and looked down lightly, and he must have such a suffocating beauty.

Long Qiqi suddenly became hoarse.

Mo Jiayi coughed dryly, making Long Qiqi come back to his senses, "Is there anything wrong?"

Long Qiqi suddenly came back to his senses and suddenly realized that there were quite a few people in the dressing room. The secret minister was sitting on the sofa next to him. It was just because of the angle problem that it was easy for him to ignore it.

Long Qiqi pursed her lips and said, "I...I am here to apologize to Teacher Nangong. After all, I was too careless and injured Teacher Nangong. I am also very grateful to Teacher Nangong for saving me. I..."

She said, showing a embarrassed expression, as if Nangong Jue had come to save her, and a girlish shyness appeared on her face.

If another man came to see him, he would feel pity, but Nangong Jue, who was interrupted from interacting with Mo Jiayi, was in a bad mood and immediately raised his hand to signal her not to say anything.

"Is this matter... related to you?" Nangong Jue asked.

Long Qiqi was stunned.

"If I remember correctly, someone tampered with the horse immediately. Since it has nothing to do with you, it would be a good thing for me to save you," Nangong Jue said in a cold tone, "So you don't have to thank me, or you feel guilty about hurting me. It's unnecessary, thank you."

Long Qiqi was almost squeezed out by Nangong Jue.

After she ran away with tears in her eyes, as if she had suffered all kinds of grievances, the other three men in the dressing room looked at Nangong Jue in a vague way.

In fact, they are not considered to be a good type of coaxing girls, but occasionally they don’t care about girls so much and give them some face. However, compared with Nangong Jue, they found... well, they are still gentlemanly.

Mo Jiayi tactfully asked this question to Nangong Jue.

Except for his high emotional intelligence in Mo Jiayi's affairs, Nangong Jue is a straightforward boy in other matters. Hearing this, he said strangely: "Why should I save face for her? She clearly wants to get in touch with me!"

Feng Rong and Linlin both showed strange faces.

Mo Jiayi was also choked, thinking that he was too straightforward, but he seemed to have a low keenness. "Why do you think so... I mean, how do you know she has intentions for you?"

Nangong Jue raised his eyebrows, "What else? She fell off the horse and went to save her, she still had time to touch my abdominal muscles."

He spoke completely in a tone of facts, but the other three men looked strange.

Well, the action word touching the abdominal muscles sounds weird...

But is Long Qiqi worthy of making such a strange move for Nangong Jue? After all, as a popular young actress in the entertainment industry, she has countless ministers under her skirt. Although Nangong Jue is a good stock, it is not so exaggerated...

Feng Rong felt that the position of the abdominal muscles represented was more sensitive, because the dantian mentioned in human cultivation novels is usually nearby. In fact, this is also one of the key parts of some demon races and people with extraordinary abilities. If Long Qiqi is actually testing his dantian...

Feng Rong frowned slightly and looked at Mo Jiayi.

Mo Jiayi understood the minister's meaning and said as naturally as possible: "By the way, Nangong, Anshan is actually my friend. He also has some medical experience. Why don't you ask him to check it for you? After all, I'm not that professional."

Nangong Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Rong. He didn't know if he realized something, but he nodded, "Yes."

Feng Rong walked to Nangong Jue, helped him see his injuries, and checked his dantian.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, because Long Qiqi rushed out just now, Lin Lin forgot to close the door, so Lin Yingkong pushed the door directly in and saw his minister put his hand on another man's abdominal muscles at a glance...

Lin Yingkong: “…?!”

Feng Rong subconsciously said: "It's not what you imagined!"

Lin Yingkong blinked, "Actually, I didn't think so wrongly."

Feng Rong coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment.

Nangong Jue's eyes, who had originally examined Feng Rong, suddenly changed, and he was looking at Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong, showing a look.

Everyone present saw his face change and knew that Nangong Jue might have guessed something.

Feng Rong simply said directly: "Mr. Nangong, something seems wrong with your dantian... Yingkong, come and take a look."

Nangong Jue asked suspiciously: "What Dantian?"

Mo Jiayi pressed his shoulder and said, "Let Lin Zhu...Mr. Lin see, I will explain to you later."

When Nangong Jue heard this, he immediately agreed to it.

Lin Yingkong came over and tried Nangong Jue's dantian as if he was Feng Rong. After all, his soul magic was able to detect various problems.
Chapter completed!