Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1089 The Other Shore Flower Heather (113)

At that moment, Lingyang, who was standing close by, already felt that something was off.

Was the intensity different from the rehearsal?

Also, the director had specified that the strike should hit near the back of the neck where the blood pack was, so it would just burst on impact. Why did it seem like the position was off?

But since this was his first time participating in a shoot, he didn’t know whether this was normal or not, so he didn’t suspect anything.

Then, when the dull thud sounded, he froze for a moment. Was this really so realistic?

"Ugh..." A sudden heavy blow to the head made Heather’s body lurch abruptly.

She didn’t immediately fall to the ground. Instead, she knelt there for several seconds, her eyes blankly staring ahead.

Her mind went completely blank, and the surrounding sounds became faint and distant. For those few seconds, she could hardly hear anything, and the whole world seemed to spin.

Heather... Heather!

A voice inside her was screaming at her.

Hold on!

"Wei Wei?" the director shouted through a megaphone, "Alright, the timing is good now. You can get up."

Not just the director; even the crew thought, Heather’s skills weren’t just great—her acting was incredible too! Her reactions after being hit felt so real!

That gaze, that expression—weren’t these things only veteran actors could pull off?

But Heather remained kneeling there, unmoving.

"The blood pack... Was it attached to the front?" Suddenly, a staff member spoke up with suspicion.

Sticky, red blood was flowing down Heather’s forehead, eerily realistic.

Lingyang, standing close, felt increasingly uneasy. Ignoring whether he might disrupt the shoot, he called out to her, "Heather?"

By then, everyone else started to feel a vague sense of alarm.

Lingyang nudged her again, "Heather?"

Blood streamed down her forehead, passed over her eyes, blurring her vision.

Soon, even the world itself became hazy and indistinct.

Her auditory system seemed to catch fragments of voices calling her name from every direction.

With Lingyang’s nudge, Heather suddenly toppled sideways onto the foam mat and lost consciousness, frightening everyone into shouting her name and rushing toward her.

"What the hell is going on?!" The director was terrified. This wasn’t acting?

Someone picked up the prop that had struck Heather and looked at it, face turning pale with horror: "Director! This isn’t a prop! It’s solid oak wood!"

The revelation sent shivers down everyone’s spine. The director shouted, "Don’t touch her! Stop standing there! Call an ambulance right now!"

...

An on-set accident is every filmmaker’s nightmare, but the most urgent matter now wasn’t assigning blame—Heather was still in the emergency room undergoing resuscitation.

The shoot was halted, with the director personally following up at the hospital. He even received a call informing him that Nian Shen was on his way over.

This incident stirred up quite a commotion, and the director immediately ordered the news to be locked down, ensuring the media wouldn’t misreport the story.

"How could it be solid wood..." The director was both furious and anxious. "Who’s responsible for the props? Didn’t they say everything was checked? How did solid wood end up mixed in?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The prop supervisor replied, "Director, maybe now’s not the time to fixate on that. We should be worrying about Heather. If she doesn’t pull through... If the media finds out and those looking to stir up trouble exploit this, our show will be doomed!"

Just as the tension peaked, two figures appeared at the end of the hallway, radiating an oppressive, ominous aura as they strode toward them.

Nian Shen, expressionless, stopped in front of the director. His voice was as icy as three feet of frost: "What happened?"