He lay on the ground, eyes tightly shut, brows furrowed as if in pain, his eyelashes still struggling, not completely unconscious.
Xue Qin was kneeling next to Luo Zhiheng, calling out his name with the assistant director, trying to prevent him from slipping into total unconsciousness.
"Where's the car? Who has a car?" Zhou Yun, seeing the situation, turned around and asked loudly, "Where's the crew's car?"
"All of the crew's cars are out moving equipment," someone said.
Why did it have to be now?
Zhou Yun was annoyed.
"I, I have one, I drove here!" Zeng Lili trotted over.
"We can't wait for the ambulance, find out which is the nearest hospital, let's take him there!" Zhou Yun shouted.
Hearing this, Zeng Lili's eyes lit up.
She probably hadn't expected Zhou Yun to ask who had a car for this reason.
Zhou Yun said to a man nearby: "Who can carry him and get him into the car?"
