The National Male God of System Rebirth

Chapter 862: (One more)

  The speed is so fast that everyone does not react.

  However, when Liu Ting'er thought that her body was about to hit the hard and cold ground, the pain she had imagined did not strike.

  There seems to be something underneath him.

   "Ah!" Another scream came from Zhang Qianbo's mouth.

   Liu Ting'er only reacted from shock at this time.

  She turned her head in horror, only to realize that Zhang Qianbo was padding under her.

   "Are you okay." Zhang Qianbo did not have time to take care of his pain, instead he cared about Liu Ting'er first.

  At that moment, he felt that he was about to suffocate. If he did not catch up in time, what happened to Liu Ting'er, Zhang Qianbo had no idea what to do.

  However, fortunately, everything was too late, he finally came under Liu Ting'er at the last second.

"I'm okay, how are you?" Liu Ting'er asked with concern. At this time, she was considered to have reacted. Just at the last moment, Zhang Qianbo stepped forward and used his body as a pad to let herself out. Danger.

  But now he is under him, and he doesn’t know what’s going on.

  At this time, the director team finally rushed over.

  Everyone anxiously asked about Liu Ting'er and Zhang Qianbo's situation.

   "Ting'er, how are you now? Does it matter? And Qianbo. Are you okay?"

  "What are you doing? Hurry up and call the doctor!" The director group was angry and ordered his subordinates angrily.

   "Okay! I'll go right away." The director's assistant quickly replied.

   "I'm fine, director, I can still stand up by myself." Liu Ting'er didn't want to worry everyone because of her own affairs.

  She tried to get up. Although Zhang Qianbo was laying under her body, she found that she had just fallen down due to gravity and her head was still a little dizzy.

When    stood up, he almost fell to the ground again.

  Zhang Qianbo saw Liu Ting'er doing this, he became nervous immediately, and he wanted to stand up to support Liu Ting'er.

  However, there was a pain in his feet, a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he screamed.

  At this time, everyone reacted and Zhang Qianbo's foot had been injured.

   "Ah, what's wrong with your legs?" Liu Ting'er frowned tightly with a pair of good-looking brows, and looked at Zhang Qianbo nervously. With anxiety in his heart, he squatted down quickly to check his injuries.

   "I'm fine." In order not to worry Liu Ting'er, Zhang Qianbo endured the severe pain and hooked her mouth to Liu Ting'er, saying that he was fine.

  But everyone present could tell that Zhang Qianbo's injury was already very serious, and it was a lie to say that it was all right.

  Liu Ting'er's eyes flushed immediately, and she blamed herself: "I'm sorry, it's because of me that you became like this. I'm sorry."

  Zhang Qianbo hurriedly shook his hand and comforted: "What? I'm fine at all. Look, if I didn't do this just now, you, a weak woman, might be in danger of life."

   "Come, come, let me let the doctor come, let the doctor have a check." At this time, the assistant director trot over and shouted to them.

  Everyone quickly stepped aside and let the doctor in to check Zhang Qianbo and Liu Ting'er.

   Liu Ting'er was not a big problem, but Zhang Qianbo was more serious. At that time, because of inertia, he rushed over and both ankles of both feet were twisted.