Lu Jinnian stood in front of the window in the hospital corridor, staring at the completely dark night sky outside the window, looking for a while, then remembering that the wound on Qiao Anhao's forehead was not serious, but it was on his face. Then he took out his cell phone and called his assistant.

The assistant was in the city and received a call from Lu Jinnian. He rushed over in half an hour, holding a small medicine bottle in his hand and handed it to Lu Jinnian: "Mr. Lu, this medicine is almost gone, there is only one bottle left. If you give it to Miss Qiao, you will be useless if you are injured."

The medicine was an old Chinese doctor whom Lu Jinnian accidentally met when he went to Yunnan to film a few years ago. He bought the ancestral scar removal ointment from him. At that time, he often filmed costume dramas and was inevitably injured during fighting. No matter how serious the wound was, as long as he applied the medicine, he would not leave any scars in the end.

When Lu Jinnian heard his assistant's words, his eyebrows and eyes did not move. He just took the ointment and stuffed it into his pocket, leaving a light sentence: "When you have the chance, go to Yunnan and then go to the old Chinese doctor to buy some."

The assistant moved his lips and didn't speak, but he thought silently in his heart that the old Chinese doctor was just a meeting. Now so many years have passed, where can I find someone to buy medicine?

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After Qiao Anhao finished the examination, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. The examination result was not a big deal. The wound on his forehead had been wiped clean with iodine and disinfected. Maybe when he fell down, he rubbed some of his skin and rubbed it off.

Even though the doctor said it was okay, Lu Jinnian still looked through all the test sheets of Qiao An and confirmed that it was fine. He returned the test sheet to Qiao Anhao. He turned around and walked out of the hospital. Qiao Anhao stuffed the test sheet into his bag and quickly followed.

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Lu Jinnian did not take Qiao Anhao back to the crew, but went to Jinxiuyuan. He drove the car all the way to the door of the villa before stopping the car.

Mom Chen seemed to hear the movement. Before the car could stop, she walked out of the house.

Qiao Anhao untied her seat belt, got out of the car, and said hello to Chen Ma, the car window in the passenger seat fell down. Lu Jinnian took out the medicine bottle from her pocket, handed it to Qiao Anhao through the window, then glanced at the wound on her forehead, and said in a light tone: "It can prevent scars."

Qiao Anhao didn't reach out to answer, and said casually: "The doctor said that there will be no scars..."

A bottle of ointment should also reject him? Lu Jinnian's eyebrows and eyes sank slightly, and he interrupted Qiao Anhao again: "If there is a scar, who is responsible? Miss Qiao, don't forget that you are an actor, you rely on this face. If there is a scar on your face, it will defile the audience's eyes. Please give me some professionalism!"
Chapter completed!