Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

"You’re the ugly one!" Tong Yan glared at her.

Wen Shu nodded good-naturedly, "Yes, yes, I’m the ugliest, Sister Yan is the prettiest."

At that moment, the sound of an ambulance approached from afar and stopped here.

This ambulance was different from a typical one; the windows were reinforced, and the doctors getting off were carrying guns.

The doctor in the front asked, "Which one is the patient?"

The crowd pointed straight at Tang Tian, who was lying on the ground, covering her face and crying out miserably.

The doctor nodded, "Take her away."

Two doctors came forward and directly restrained her.

Tang Tian struggled continuously, "Let go of me, let go of me, hurry up and let go of me..."

Her hands began to flail wildly, revealing her eyes, and everyone gasped in unison.

Her eyeballs had been completely corroded by high-concentration sulfuric acid, leaving empty sockets, and her face was full of pits and craters, clearly showing that most of the acid had splashed on her own face, which looked quite terrifying.

This is what it means to harm others only to harm oneself.

After all, no matter how strong a woman is, she can’t overpower a man, of course excluding Little Fatty, so she couldn’t break free and started biting the people around her. The doctor assisting became impatient, indeed she was a lunatic, biting anyone she saw, and glanced at the doctor with the anesthesia gun behind him.

He nodded, directly tranquilizing Tang Tian with a shot, then carried her onto the ambulance.

Watching her leave and disappear from sight, the people around finally sighed in relief; with her gone, it’s like removing a ticking time bomb, saving both time and effort, no need for constant vigilance.

At this point, Tong Yan couldn’t care about Tang Tian’s fate anymore; she looked at Wen Shu who was still smiling, as anxious as anything.

How could this kid be so silly, knowing there’s danger yet rushing in, truly it’s... she didn’t know what to say.

"Let’s go, let’s go to the hospital."

Tong Yan pulled Wen Shu and started to leave, turning to thank them politely before walking away, "Thank you for your help just now."

Then promptly headed out.

Leaving a group of people there sighing, Little Fatty was really polite, not forgetting to say these words before leaving.

Yin Weiyi drove in the front, while the other two sat in the back.

Tong Yan asked worriedly, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere now? Did you get hurt anywhere else?"

Wen Shu shook his head, "I’m really fine, Sister Yan, you don’t have to worry anymore."

Injured this badly, yet saying it’s nothing.

"Is it pain to the point of numbness?" Tong Yan frowned, patting the seat in front, "Yiyi, drive faster."

Wen Shu smiled softly, his brows full of gentleness, "Sister Yan, I’m truly fine."

If such injuries meant Sister Yan’s company in exchange, he’d rather be hurt for a lifetime.

Men are always stubborn; Tong Yan resisted the urge to roll her eyes, nodding, "Yes, yes, yes, you’re fine."

Yin Weiyi sped through the traffic, arriving at the hospital within ten minutes.

The eldest daughter of the Yin family, Miss Tong, and Mr. Wen’s third son arriving at the city hospital—a major affair indeed. The director hurriedly rushed over, "Strange I didn’t realize..."

"Little Shu is injured, can someone take a look?" Tong Yan asked urgently, grabbing the director.

Mr. Wen is injured?

This is serious.

The director quickly arranged for the two best doctors to check on Wen Shu, "Miss Tong, don’t worry, we’ll cure him."