Chapter 189: An Rou woke up

She hoped that she had suffered a little trauma.
It's over after a good raise.
But the nurse lowered his head, with a look of indifference that was accustomed to life and death: "Buy yourself a more comfortable wheelchair, Miss An."
An Rou's face became stiff, and then she shouted: "Impossible! No way! You lie to me!"
The nurse did not speak, An Rou struggling to reach out and grab her.
The nurse stepped back to avoid: "If Miss An wakes up, we will notify your family and company, and you will discuss the follow-up treatment with them."
An Rou ignored her, ignoring the pain from her body, trying to touch her leg with her hands.
how can that be possible?
She just fainted and slept, why can't her legs move?
This must be a nightmare!
...
People came in the ward soon.
But it was not the people from Morningstar, nor An Rou's family.
But the paparazzi who got into the ward.
"Ms. Ann, why do you want to open a small black Jinli? It is said that you were good besties before, why did you spread rumors to frame her? Is there any feast between you?"
An Rou:?
She looked at the paparazzi blankly, and she didn't understand what he was talking about.
What opens a trumpet? What rumors?
What is he talking about?
The wound on his body was burning like a pain, and the pain in his mind was dull.
The reporter was talking aggressively.
An Rou only felt that his mind was about to explode.
"I don't know what you are talking about, please go out, I don't know."
"Miss An Rou, please don't avoid the topic. Now that the fans already know what you did, would you feel guilty about it?"
"Do you think Jinli will forgive you?"
"..."
An Rou only felt a sudden pain in her head.
She knew she must look miserable and embarrassed right now.
But the reporter in front of me didn't mean to care about me at all, his mouth was full of Jinli, trumpet, rumors...
An Rou's heart grew deeper and deeper.
Huge anxiety and panic enveloped her.
When I was in a coma... what happened?
what happened?
"Ah—" she screamed suddenly holding her head.
A nurse and a doctor came in, seeing her appearance, asked the security guard to take the reporter out, and gave her a tranquilizer.
An Rou finally became quiet.
She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling quietly. After a long time, she finally slowly stretched out her hand and picked up the phone.
Her hands were shaking a little.
Many missed calls and messages appeared on the page.
An Rou didn't bother and opened Weibo.
A lot of comments and private messages directly caused the phone to get stuck.
After a while, the page returned to normal.
An Rou trembling eyelids, watching her comment under the trumpet:
[An Rou, please be a man, right? How much hatred can you make you harm people like this? 】
【I bother! I almost believed what you said was reasonable and well-founded]
[I heard you had a car accident? The current world report came so soon, oh? 】
[If it wasn't for your woman who had a car accident, I could scold you until you died on the spot, believe it or not? 】
[Shameless red eye disease, curse you for a lifetime! 】
...
These people are all under the account of [a passerby who eats melon], calling her name directly.
An Rou's eyes went dark.
How would they know that they are An Rou?
She turned on the phone and started searching for related news, and finally found what she was looking for.
Looking down, An Rou's breathing became heavy.