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As soon as Luo Lingxing posted this Weibo, it was instantly forwarded and commented on by fans. In just a few minutes, the number of forwards and comments reached a huge number, which showed how many people have been paying attention to his Weibo and wanted to get his latest updates.
Luo Lingxing felt warmth in his heart as he read these comments. He was even happier than if he had received Power of Faith.
However, Luo Lingxing didn’t have much time to spend on Weibo, let alone read those reports online. But he felt that those reports were probably not bad, because he felt that the Power of Faith around him had suddenly increased a lot. This should not only be due to the Weibo post he just made, but should also be related to the reports online. However, Chen Hongliang and others would definitely keep an eye on those reports, so he didn’t need to worry about them.
After leaving the hospital, Luo Lingxing rushed to Jun Ling Building. He knew that if he didn’t show up, Chen Hongliang, Xiao Ming, and the others would continue to worry about him.
“Luoluo? What are you doing here? Why aren’t you resting at home? How are your injuries?” Chen Hongliang asked with concern as soon as he saw Luo Lingxing. He looked him up and down to see if his injuries had really healed.
“I’m fine. My injuries have all healed,” Luo Lingxing said with a smile, feeling warmed by his friend’s concern.
“Even if the injury has healed, it is still an injury, and it has damaged your vital energy. You need to rest and recuperate. How can you run around like this as soon as you recover?” Chen Hongliang clearly disagreed.
Although he wasn’t there, Xiao Ming told him when he got back that Luo Lingxing had saved so many people all by himself, and even opened the elevator with his bare hands. Just thinking about it was incredible. But now this person was standing in front of him as if nothing had happened. How could he be at ease?
Although medical care was very advanced now and superficial injuries could be treated quickly, the lost vital energy and blood couldn’t be replenished in a short time.
“I’m really fine now. Don’t worry. I was just worried that you’d be concerned, so I came to check on you,” Luo Lingxing said with a smile.
“Alright. Now that we’ve seen you, you should go back and rest. We’re here to keep an eye on the online updates, so don’t worry. Come back when you’ve fully recovered.” This was the first time Chen Hongliang had spoken to Luo Lingxing in such an unquestionable tone, showing how genuinely worried he was.
“I understand. However, Director Li’s film crew’s opening ceremony is in a few days. Please tell Director Li that I will attend as scheduled,” Luo Lingxing said. He was still a very dedicated actor.
“Director Li sent a notice saying that the opening ceremony and start date need to be postponed by a week, so your most important thing now is to rest well and fully recover. This is what Director Li asked me to tell you,” Chen Hongliang said.
Actually, he was planning to discuss the postponement with Director Li, but before he could even speak, the other party brought it up with him first. Of course, he was happy and immediately agreed. Although Luo Lingxing seemed to be fine now, he had gone through such a major event and needed to rest properly.
Director Li probably saw those videos, which was why he made that decision. In any case, it was beneficial to them.
Chen Hongliang guessed correctly. Li Moru did see the video of the scene that was posted online. When he heard that there was an accident at Luo Lingxing’s autograph session, his first thought was whether it would delay his entry into the film crew. Luo Lingxing was the male lead, and if the male lead could not enter the film crew in time, it would be a bad omen for the film crew.
Just then, he saw the video and was deeply shocked and moved by Luo Lingxing in it. If this were a TV series, he might not have been so moved, but this was reality, something that really happened. How many people could remain calm in such a dangerous situation, arrange for their fans to leave first, and stay until the very end to leave?
Such a person’s character was worthy of everyone’s respect. Based on this alone, Li Moru felt that postponing the filming for Luo Lingxing was no problem. In fact, he felt that it was a very lucky thing to be able to invite Luo Lingxing to be the male lead of his drama.
After all, it was easy to find actors with good acting skills, but it wasn’t easy to find actors with truly good character. Most actors were very good at acting, and what they showed was often different from their true nature. Only in dangerous and difficult times could you truly see a person’s character.
“I understand,” Luo Lingxing replied.
Having arranged everything that was on his mind, Luo Lingxing was forcibly taken home by Han Junzhan to recuperate.
After all, he was injured before, and even though he was fully recovered now, Han Junzhan was still worried. If he could, he wouldn’t have even wanted to take Luo Lingxing out in the first place.
“You’re finally back! I made some bone broth and red date and red bean porridge to help Luoluo replenish his blood and strengthen his body,” Aunt Lin said hurriedly when she saw Luo Lingxing return.
When she saw Han Junzhan carrying Luo Lingxing, who was covered in blood, she was really shocked. She wanted to go up and see what was wrong, but she was worried that it would cause trouble, so she could only wait anxiously downstairs.
After the family doctor left, she saw Han Junzhan take the healed Luo Lingxing away. She wanted to stop him, because even if the injury was healed, he still needed to rest and couldn’t just go out like that. But the two of them insisted, so she didn’t say anything more. She could only cook a lot of nourishing and blood-tonifying food, planning to wait for Luo Lingxing to come back to eat it.
Fortunately, the two were not gone for long. After they returned, she immediately brought out the porridge and soup she had made.
“Luoluo, you don’t look well. Eat more to nourish your body. You can’t go out anymore. It’s no small matter if you hurt your health.” Aunt Lin said to Luo Lingxing while serving her soup.
“Okay.” Luo Lingxing gave a well-behaved smile and listened quietly.
“Aunt Lin, Luoluo and I won’t be going out these next few days. Please make some nourishing food for Luoluo,” Han Junzhan chimed in.
“Okay, no problem. I’ve made it. I’ll bring it to your room to eat. Make sure Luoluo gets plenty of rest,” Aunt Lin instructed.
Under the dual surveillance of Han Junzhan and Aunt Lin, Luo Lingxing had no choice but to drink a large bowl of bone broth and red bean and jujube porridge. If his belly hadn’t been so bloated, the two of them might not have let him off the hook.
After finishing his meal, Han Junzhan even picked Luo Lingxing up and carried him back to the bedroom, where he began his period of rest and recuperation.
The terminal communication notification sounded, and Luo Lingxing opened the communication and found that it was sent by Xia Yuan.
Xia Yuan: Luoluo, why can’t I get through to your video call? How are you now? Are you feeling better?
Only after seeing Xia Yuan’s message did Luo Lingxing remember that he’d blocked all messages.
Because so many people video-called him today, he answered a few at first. They were mostly friends calling to check on him, but that shouldn’t be enough to block their video calls, since everyone meant well.
However, because he kept receiving calls, many of which were from celebrities he didn’t know or had never spoken to before, and some of these celebrities would even say a few words of concern after he answered, and then immediately post on Weibo to use his situation for publicity, Han Junzhan blocked all video call requests from him. These things annoyed him, so he didn’t stop Han Junzhan.
Upon seeing Xia Yuan’s text message, Luo Lingxing finally unblocked the video calls and dialed Xia Yuan.
“Luoluo, I heard there was a fire at the art gallery today. What exactly happened? I remember your autograph session was there. Are you alright? Are you hurt?” As soon as Xia Yuan answered the video call, he bombarded him with questions. His face was full of worry.
He had several out-of-town engagements to attend recently, so he hadn’t returned yet. He only found out about the fire at the venue where Luo Lingxing was holding his autograph session through the internet. He then hurriedly tried to video call Luo Lingxing, but couldn’t get through, so he sent him a text message instead.
“I’m fine. It was just an accident. Don’t worry,” Luo Lingxing said with a smile, not intending to tell Xia Yuan his guess. After all, it was just his guess and had not been confirmed. There was no need to let too many people know. On the other hand, he didn’t want Xia Yuan to worry.
“That’s good. I saw that video, and what you did in it was so cool and awesome, like a god. I really admire you.” After seeing that Luo Lingxing was indeed alright, Xia Yuan’s eyes lit up as he said admiringly.
When he saw the video, he was completely stunned. Luo Lingxing’s performance in it was simply breathtaking.
In that situation, there was probably no one else in the world who could remain calm and organize everyone to evacuate safely, and even come up with the idea of using mechas as manual elevators. Besides Luo Lingxing, there was probably no one else like him.
“That’s to be expected. After all, those fans were in danger because of me, and I can’t just leave them to fend for themselves.” Luo Lingxing still felt a little resentful.
“Luoluo, no one expected this to happen. It’s not your fault. I’ll be back soon. Take care of yourself.” Even Xia Yuan, who was usually oblivious, could sense Luo Lingxing’s self-blame.
“Okay,” Luo Lingxing replied, and then the entire video screen went black the next second.
Luo Lingxing stared speechlessly at Han Junzhan, who had turned off his video call.
Han Junzhan showed no awareness of his wrongdoing, nor did he think he had done anything wrong.
“You need to rest now. Taking video calls takes energy, so you’re not allowed to do it anymore,” Han Junzhan said domineeringly, silently making a mental note of Xia Yuan’s actions.
He had finally managed to appease Luo Lingxing, but Xia Yuan’s video call made Luo Lingxing feel guilty again, which was simply unforgivable. He would ask Chen Hongliang to get Xia Yuan more out-of-town gigs later, and preferably not to come back for a while.
So, poor Xia Yuan was still unaware that Han Junzhan held a grudge against him. He was still a little confused when he saw the black screen. When he tried to call back, he couldn’t get through again. This time, he couldn’t even send a text message.
Xia Yuan was stunned.
“Alright, it’s getting late. Luoluo might have gone to sleep. Let’s not disturb him anymore,” Yang Zekai said, sighing inwardly. It was obvious that Han Junzhan, that big jealous pot, had blocked Xia Yuan. Only Xia Yuan, the simple-minded one, hadn’t realized it yet.
