Chapter 2420 - 2220: All Careers Are Short-Lived Meals (Part 5)

Jin Haicheng didn't speak, just stared intently at Kong Siman with a crazed yet smug smile on his lips.

"Don't point your finger at our idol!" One of the angry fans reached out and slapped Kong Siman's hand hard.

"What are you doing?" Kong Siman was furious. He banged the table and stood up, pointing at the fan who hit him and asked.

"Damn, this bitch has quite a bad temper, let's hit her!" The crazy female fans around gave a command, and the fans gathered around.

"What are you doing?"

Only to see fists like raindrops coming down on top of Kong Siman's head, while the frenzied women reached out to pull Kong Siman's hair, tearing at her clothes.

Meanwhile, Jin Haicheng stood in the middle of the crowd of fans, leisurely sipping juice.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! If you don't stop, I'll call the police!" The restaurant owner saw the fight breaking out outside and hurriedly yelled at the frantic and angry crowd.

Jin Haicheng's fans finally calmed down and started to retreat, wanting to get as far away from Kong Siman as possible, pretending they never laid a hand on her.

"Disperse, disperse!" The restaurant owner shouted at the fans again.

Jin Haicheng's fans conscientiously made way for the restaurant owner, who walked over to Kong Siman's side.

Kong Siman sat under the table, cradling her head with both hands, her hair disheveled, clothes torn, with scars everywhere on her face, arms, ears, and neck.

"Miss, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?" The restaurant owner squatted down and gently nudged Kong Siman's arm.

Kong Siman did not answer nor move, only her shoulders trembled slightly.

"Alright, alright, don't cry, young people can never avoid some quarrels and disputes." The restaurant owner comforted Kong Siman and then looked up at Jin Haicheng sitting beside him.

Jin Haicheng stood up and looked disdainfully at Kong Siman under the table, saying, "Miss Kong, I've told you, whatever I do, they will support me."

With that, Jin Haicheng walked out of the restaurant.

"Miss, they've all left, the celebrity is gone, and the fans are gone, get up, let's sit and talk." The restaurant owner said to Kong Siman.

Kong Siman turned her head away, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and replied to the restaurant owner, "Go ahead, I'm fine."

Then Kong Siman tried to sit up, but found severe pain under her ribs.

"Ah..." Kong Siman couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt somewhere? Do you need a doctor?" The restaurant owner asked Kong Siman.

"Yes..." Kong Siman nodded.

"Hey, what kind of celebrity is this, inciting her fans to hit people, and then just watching from the side, hey, there are still people who chase after such celebrities, what a world!" The restaurant owner shook his head and sighed, taking out his phone to call the hospital.

"Hello? XXXX hospital? This is XXXX restaurant, I have a customer here who was beaten up, looks like she might have a fractured bone and can't stand, please send someone over quickly!" The restaurant owner said to the hospital personnel.

"Can you get up?" The restaurant owner returned to Kong Siman's side.

Kong Siman shook her head.

"Then just sit and rest for a while, the hospital staff will be here soon." The restaurant owner said to Kong Siman.

"Thank you."

"Hey, there's no need to thank me, I run this restaurant, and it happened in my place, I have to take care of it." The restaurant owner said again.

"Where exactly are you hurting? Is it serious? Don't let it be something like internal bleeding, I don't know much about it, but judging by your condition, it seems like just a fracture!" The owner said.

"It's fine, should be just a fracture, no other pains, no signs of bleeding." Kong Siman, having worked with Wang Gang in the military for many years, was very knowledgeable about various injuries.

"Hey, what on earth happened, how did the fight start suddenly? Young people, these star-chasers nowadays, really are more crazy than those back in the day!"

"Owner, let me rest for a while."

"Okay, okay, do you want to drink some water?"

"Yes..."

The ambulance soon arrived, and the paramedics brought a stretcher to carry Kong Siman onto it.

In the Su Family Courtyard, Miao Qingqing was holding a tablet, walking from her bedroom to the living room, saying to Song Xiaodong who was sitting on the couch, "Isn't your slimming tea company planning to hire a celebrity named Jin Haicheng for brand endorsement?"

"Yeah, what's up?" Song Xiaodong asked Miao Qingqing.

"You better not use her, look at this, this is the latest news, saying her fans hit someone while she just sat by drinking." Miao Qingqing handed the tablet to Song Xiaodong.

"Really?" Song Xiaodong took the tablet from Miao Qingqing to have a look.

After looking at the news video for a couple of seconds, Song Xiaodong's face suddenly turned furious.

"Isn't that Kong Siman?" Song Xiaodong asked Miao Qingqing.

"Huh?" Miao Qingqing took back the tablet.

"It really is!" Miao Qingqing exclaimed in surprise.

Song Xiaodong immediately got up from the couch and walked to the balcony to call Kong Siman.

At this time, Kong Siman was lying in the ambulance on her way to the hospital.

"Please help me answer the phone, thank you." Kong Siman weakly said to the medical staff beside her.