Why Is Uncle Lying on the Ground?
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On the cold ground, the fragrance of the soil was especially strong.
Looking up at the blue sky, He Jiong fell into a trance.
He vaguely remembered that summer twenty-five years ago, he was lying on the lawn of the university campus like this, quietly looking at the sun, clouds, and sky with that girl…
"Papa, why is this uncle lying on the ground? The ground is cold. Isn't he afraid of getting sick?"
A childish voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, breaking the short silence.
Everyone's eyes shifted in the direction of the voice.
Even He Jiong tilted his head and looked over.
A handsome young man appeared in everyone's field of vision, holding a doll-like little girl in his hand.
They had never seen such a handsome man or such a cute little girl.
If this scene was frozen, it would definitely be a moving picture.
"Uncle is injured, that's why he's lying on the ground…"
Su Zhe patiently explained to his daughter.
"That must be very painful!"
Little Jian Jia puffed up her cheeks and stared at He Jiong seriously.
He Jiong also looked curiously at this extremely cute little girl. For a moment, it seemed that even the pain had decreased a lot.
Jian Jia, who never dared to look at strangers for more than three seconds, finally couldn't help but look away after five seconds.
She pulled La Suzhe's hand and suddenly said,"" Papa, can you save Uncle so that he doesn't hurt so much…"
When He Jiong heard the little girl's words, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He was so touched that he almost cried.
Just as everyone thought that the little girl's words were just a childish joke, Su Zhe revealed a warm smile on his face.
He said in a moving voice,"Okay!”，Then, he held the little girl's hand and walked straight to He Jiong.
Everyone foolishly made way for them and watched helplessly as the father and daughter walked up to He Jiong.
"You…"
The three female assistants wanted to stop him, but when they saw Su Zhe's face that was so beautiful that they almost held their breaths, they lost control of their bodies and froze on the spot.
"Is this a waist injury?"
Squatting in front of He Jiong, Su Zhe looked at his straight back seriously.
He Jiong nodded.
"I've learned a little Chinese massage before. Can I give it a try?”Su Zhe suddenly said.
For some reason, after seeing He Jiong's symptoms, a lot of memories about medical cases and massage techniques suddenly appeared in his mind.
That innate feeling made his hands itch uncontrollably, and he had the urge to attack.
He Jiong wanted to refuse, but when he saw the confidence in Su Zhe's eyes, he couldn't say it.
He was already tormented by the pain and was about to go crazy. He nodded as if he was trying his best.
"Uncle, close your eyes. It won't hurt anymore.”
Little Jian Jia said in a childish voice, and then reached out her little hand to touch He Jiong's face.
"Alright." He Jiong endured the pain and forced a smile. Then, he obediently closed his eyes.
The moment he closed his eyes, Su Zhe reached out and placed his hand on his lumbar spine.
One second…
Two seconds…
Three seconds…
He felt it silently and then outlined the structure of He Jiong's lumbar spine in his mind.
Just as everyone was about to doubt whether he could do it or not.
Su Zhe's hand began to move.
……
"What is it? Teacher He is injured?"
Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng had just reached the village when they saw an employee of the production team running out in a panic.
From his mouth, the two of them heard about Mr. He's fall and the relapse of his waist injury.
After asking for the location, the two of them quickly ran.
The executive director of the production team, Wang Zhengyu, also rushed over at this time.
The car had arrived, but the east side of the village was filled with paddy fields. The road was rugged and narrow, and the car could not drive in at all.
Therefore, Wang Zhengyu could only bring a few male logistics personnel and get out of the car to jog.
They were also holding a simple stretcher in their hands, ready to carry Mr. He out later.
Zhang Zifeng and the other two were in front, while Wang Zhengyu and the others were behind.
Soon, they arrived at the paddy field in the east of the village.
From afar, he saw a group of people surrounding the place.
In Zhang Zifeng and Peng Peng's hearts, Teacher He was like family. No matter if it was concern or concern, he was meticulous.
They felt terrible when they thought of Mr. He, who had always been optimistic and moved people with his smile, lying on the ground and unable to move.
His breathing seemed to become rapid and difficult.
To Wang Zhengyu.
Regardless of whether it was for personal or public reasons, he did not want to see He Jiong get hurt.
Privately, He Jiong was like an old friend of his for many years.
Yu Gong, He Jiong, and Huang Lei were very important to the show 'Yearning.' No one could replace the two of them. Without either of them, the show would not be able to continue recording.
"Ah!"
About twenty to thirty meters away, they suddenly heard a painful cry.
Zhang Zifeng, Peng Peng, Wang Zhengyu, and the others were all very familiar with this voice. It was Teacher He's.
Did something happen to Teacher He again?
Their expressions changed, and they all wished they could immediately transform into Usain Bolt and rush over at the speed of a hundred-meter sprinter.
Fortunately, the distance of twenty meters was very close.
A few seconds later, they ran into the crowd and saw Mr. He and the tall and slender figure beside him.
Wait a minute!
What did he do?
Wang Zhengyu and Peng Peng were confused.
Zhang Zifeng's eyes widened, feeling that the figure was very familiar.
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