Even after saying all that, despite her uneasiness, Tiffany Lynch nods, "Alright, just spend more money on this when the ti cos. I’ve had enough of those dim-witted morons online every day!"
*
Requesting ti off not long after the shoot began, Richard Lee wouldn’t necessarily agree if it were soone else.
But considering Hannah spent so much ti in the water last night, Richard Lee imdiately agreed with a wave of his hand.
He also reminded Hannah to go to the hospital for a check-up.
Even though it’s sumr, the temperature in the mountains isn’t low at night.
Hannah agreed and went to the hospital but not for treatnt; instead, she went to visit a patient.
The public wasn’t notified about Hayes Edwards’ accident; hence his fans still assu he’s hard at work filming the drama. Any behind-the-scenes photos draw comnts all saying, "Brother, you’ve worked hard."
The filming location was a bit secluded, so Hayes Edwards was sent to a hospital in a nearby county town, where there weren’t many people.
Hannah dressed in plain white sportswear, simply wore a baseball cap, didn’t even apply makeup. From a distance, she looked no different from an ordinary college student.
She ca during the off-ti for visits, so all the visitors had left.
The door wasn’t closed.
As Hannah stepped inside, she spotted a room full of flowers, all kinds and varieties, most of them sent by her colleagues from the drama team.
Hayes Edwards lay on the hospital bed in the middle, one leg in a cast and lifted high. He had a lollipop in his mouth and was engrossed in playing a ga.
"Just put the food delivery over there. I can’t spare my hands now. Co back later if you need an autograph."
This sounded like a phrase he had repeated many tis.
Hannah walked over and chuckled, "Seems like you’re recovering well."
Recognizing the familiar voice, Hayes finally took his eyes off the ga.
With just a glance, he was shocked into dropping his lollipop, "You... Why are you here?"
He hastily closed his ga, attempted to get up and strained his casted leg, grimacing in pain.
"Wasn’t it you who sent a ssage asking to co?" Hannah pulled a chair to sit beside Hayes Edwards’ bed.
For so reason, Hayes turned shy all of a sudden, keeping his head down and not daring to et Hannah’s bright eyes, "I...I didn’t expect you to really co."
Hannah raised an eyebrow, looking at the man on the bed, "Why acting so coy even with a broken leg?"
Hayes quickly raised his head, "Who... who’s coy? I...I’m just... the wound hurts too much."
Hannah didn’t expose his la lie, her gaze fell on his cast leg, and she asked, "How did you get injured?"
Hayes pursed his lips, probably finding it embarrassing, he didn’t really want to bring it up, "It’s... It’s just that there was a prop malfunction on the set, and I didn’t dodge in ti."
Hannah didn’t miss Hayes’s evasive look, guessing that the situation wasn’t as simple as Hayes described.
The actual situation at that ti was indeed very dangerous.
The prop needed that day was extrely realistic, and it required three people to lift due to its weight.
During filming, the prop hung on one side, and unless soone deliberately disturbed it, there wasn’t a chance of an accident. Even the director personally inspected it for safety.
Yet, an accident still happened during filming.
The mont the prop fell, thankfully, Hayes reacted quickly enough to avoid a head injury.
"You might have had to visit in the morgue." Hayes joked, his tone relaxed, showing none of the fear and panic one would expect after having a brush with death.
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