The Great Director of China Entertainment and I, Liu Yifei

Jiang Ning's consciousness emerged from chaos, and the first thing he felt was the pungent smell. Then the pale light shines through the eyelids, casting a hazy blush on the retina. He wanted to move, but his body felt like it was filled with lead, and every muscle was clamoring for fatigue. The fingers barely hooked, and what they touched were the rough sheets and the tape on the back of the hand - the infusion tube.