Chapter 710
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Although she didn't like her, she didn't hate her. After getting along with her for so many days, Yun Shishi was humble and didn't have a sharp edge.
Once, Yang Mi almost fainted from heatstroke. Yun Shishi noticed her strange condition in time and sent her to the infirmary.
On the way, she vomited because of heatstroke and dirtied Yun Shishi's clothes, but she didn't show a trace of disgust on her face.
Perhaps it was from that day onwards that Yang Mi's impression of her completely changed. However, because of Yan Bingqing, Yang Mi couldn't show how close she was to her.
Compared to Yun Shishi, Yang Mi hated Yan Bingqing more. She hated how she used her strong backing to bully the other actors in the crew.
Flattering the strong and stepping on the weak, using unscrupulous means to create hype, it was disgusting.
However, Yang Mi didn't dare to go against Yan Bingqing.
She was no match for Yan Bingqing.
However, just now, Yang Mi saw the murderous look in Mu Yazhe's eyes when he looked at Yan Bingqing. Yang Mi immediately understood how important Yun Shishi was in this powerful man's heart.
Yun Shishi was Mu Yazhe's woman?
After being in the industry for so many years, she hadn't seen Mu Yazhe many times. However, it was the first time in her life that she saw an expression other than indifference and coldness on this man's face.
Before this, she even thought that nothing could change this man's expression.
Yun Shishi was one.
Yang Mi took the opportunity to use Yun Shishi's position in Mu Yazhe's heart to get rid of Yan Bingqing, who was a thorn in her side.
She was certain that Mu Yazhe wouldn't let Yan Bingqing off after hurting Yun Shishi so much.
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In Mu Group's private hospital.
In the doctor's office, there was a dead atmosphere. The tense atmosphere was like a taut bowstring, ready to explode at any moment.
Yun Shishi was lying on the treatment bed with her eyes closed. She was still unconscious. She was so quiet that there was almost no sound.
At the side, the nurse stood trembling as she looked at the man sitting on the chair with a cold expression.
The doctor took the report and flipped it back and forth. Even though he pretended to be calm, his hand holding the report was still trembling slightly.
Mu Yazhe stared at him expressionlessly, his thin lips pursed into a cold and arrogant arc. Just by sitting there without saying a word, his aura was enough to intimidate people.
A nurse came in with medicine. As soon as she made a little noise, his sharp eyes pierced over and he coldly ordered, "Quiet!"
That gaze was like a sharp sword that was piercingly cold, and it hadn't been unsheathed, yet it was sufficient to arouse fear in others.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Young Master, I didn't mean it! "
The nurse apologized nervously.
Mu Yazhe's eyes turned cold. "Didn't I tell you to be quiet? Shut up. "
"Yes." The nurse immediately bit her lip and didn't dare to make a sound.
He turned his eyes and looked at the doctor. The latter was creeped out by his cold gaze. The man's aura was so terrifying that he couldn't stay calm while sitting in front of him.
"How is it? Is it serious? "Mu Yazhe asked, his voice sounding nervous.
The doctor raised his head and cleared his throat. "It can be said that it's serious, but it's not that serious."
"I don't want an ambiguous answer." Mu Yazhe's eyes showed a trace of displeasure.
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