After Sister Hua checked Xu Qingqiu's wounds, she seemed to recall something. Standing beside the bed where Xu Qingqiu slept, she sighed deeply.
"By the way, Sister Hua, what did the production team say? And that producer? Did he just leave like that?"
"I scolded him off! A bunch of shameless scoundrels!" Sister Hua said without turning her head, her anger flaring at the mere mention of it.
From the moment the accident occurred until the ambulance arrived, Chu Tian had handled everything. The production team offered absolutely no assistance at the scene. After they reached the hospital, only one producer showed up; the director didn't even make an appearance.
That might have been excusable, but Sister Hua was no small fry; she had her own sources of information. They had barely arrived at the hospital when she learned the production team had already resumed filming.
What the hell?
Xu Qingqiu was, after all, a bonafide Queen. Was this how they treated her?
