My dad is a giant from Interstellar

Xia Nianxing's last memory is of his tired and heavy body, the panicked face of the photographer, and a pair of familiar strong arms.

He entangled this person with all his strength, took a deep breath of his body, got close to him, rubbed against him, there was his vitality here.

Then, just as his body sank, he fell into a coma, his consciousness swooning.

He didn't know that the crew was in a mess.

When Director Huo arrived in a hurry, Sheng Qingyan walked towards the medical vehicle with Xia Nianxing in his arms.

The shooting location is far from the city center, and the crew has a medical team on their backs at all times in case someone gets sick or has an accident.

Director Huo only saw Xia Nian's pale face and lips in a hurry, which made his heart ache.

"Director Huo, I didn't expect..."

Before he finished speaking, Director Yang was kicked to the ground by Director Huo.

This was not over yet, Director Huo, who was exercising every day, dragged the thin and thin Director Yang to the lake, and pushed his head into the depths of the lake.

Director Yang struggled desperately with both arms, becoming more and more urgent, and the water splashed everywhere.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The actors who were working with Director Huo for the first time were stunned by this brutal scene.

Director Huo turned his head and said to his assistant with a murderous look on his face, "Press him!"

Assistant Xiao Sun hurried over, "I'm sorry, Director Yang."

You know, here, no one dares to disobey Dao Huo, the great devil.

The assistant held down Director Yang's head, which was struggling constantly, and the head that had just floated up a little because of Director Huo's standing up sank into the cold lake water again.

Director Huo scolded: "Who told you to take a long shot of me in this scene! If anything goes wrong with Xia Nianxing, you fucking don't even want to live!"

After Director Huo finished cursing this sentence and hurried to the medical team, the people on the scene dared to speak.

Many people realize they were wrong.

Thinking back to the half month since joining the group, Director Huo even scolded Sun Ming, but he had never scolded Xia Nianxing, and Xia Nianxing was drowning, he could push the head of the famous director in the circle into the lake.

What's even more exaggerated is that they all saw tension and fear that shouldn't exist in Dao Huo.

There is a director Huo who cares so much and protects him like this, and he is worth a group in the circle.

When the nervous Director Huo rushed to the medical team, Xia Nianxing was clinging to Sheng Qingyan tightly. He didn't have a clear consciousness, but no matter how others pulled him, he never let go.

The pale-faced man hugged Sheng Qingyan's arm like a life-saving straw, and he said in a daze, "Brother, brother hug me."

Huo Dao felt sore and hurt in his heart, he yelled at Sheng Qingyan, "Hug him!"

At noon, Xia Nianxing didn't look angry because she kept saying Sheng Qingyan, but didn't care about him at all.

Director Huo didn't need to say, Sheng Qingyan had already hugged Xia Nianxing into his arms.

The boy seemed to feel a lot more comfortable being held in his arms, but he immediately started to rub against Sheng Qingyan's arms again, frowning in grievance, "Brother, I feel bad, you kiss me, you bite me."

Director Huo: "You kiss him! You can't kiss!"

The doctor wondered, "His body temperature is very strange. Is it possible for a human being to have such a low body temperature?"

"How can it be so low, don't talk nonsense!" Director Huo was anxious, if it wasn't because he was a doctor, he would have scolded his mother.

Sheng Qingyan turned his head, and almost shouted the words "shut up".

After discussing with a few doctors, they put a hanging bottle on Xia Nianxing for infusion.

"It's inconvenient in the car, let's go back to the hotel first." The doctor frowned and said, "He's very strange now, we need to have a meeting to discuss it."

Huo Dao heard that he was about to climb up.

Doctor: "Except for patients, there can only be one person."

Director Huo looked at Sheng Qingyan, who was being tightly entwined by Xia Nianxing, and threw his room card into the car in resentment.

It was the only presidential suite in the hotel near the scenic spot.

The car drove away.

Director Yang just came out of the water.

Although Director Huo pressed his head, the assistant couldn't really hold it all the time, it would kill someone, he would breathe a sigh of relief after a while.

Dao Yang was gasping for breath, Dao Huo rushed over, put his foot on his buttocks, and kicked him into the lake.

Director Yang, who was severely hypoxic, almost died on the spot.

"Director Huo, Director Huo!" The assistant stopped Director Huo with red eyes, "Does Xia Nianxing have a fever? Let's go back and see him."

He had no idea that this was not persuasion, but fuel to the fire.

Xia Nianxing didn't have a fever, but an abnormally low body temperature.

Huo Dao was so angry that his liver ached and his heart ached, he kicked him again before he was pulled into the car by his assistant.

The shooting scene was in a mess, and another assistant director bit the bullet and came out to clean up the mess.

The crew's medical team returned to the hotel, and not long after Xia Nianxing was moved to the bed, the first doctor's emergency helicopter landed above the hotel, and another medical team ushered in the hotel.

The doctor of the crew looked at the doctor who had only seen it in periodicals and documentaries in shock, walked to Xia Nianxing's side, and carefully held Xia Nianxing's hand, "Don't be afraid, Xingxing, Uncle Wang is here."

The young man who had been tightly holding Sheng Qingyan's arm really relaxed.

Then they were invited out of this small room.

They stood outside the door in a daze.

"Just now I seemed to see the boss of the Anno Medical Prize winner."

"Isn't that fat one the Vice President Wang of the first doctor?"

"..."

"Is this little actor a designated research case for a new disease in the world?"

"Is it...or else?"

"..."

Director Huo finally arrived, just in time to see a few doctors muttering very quietly at the door. They looked excited and emotional, and there was a little worship and yearning, just like the scumbags when they were talking about the gods.

Director Huo is not short of money, and the doctors prepared by the crew are not bad at their professional skills. What's going on now?

"Why are you still going in!"

"Director Huo, we can't get in."

What is being discussed inside must be the world's cutting-edge medical problems of the highest level, and they can't listen to them.

"It's useless for us to go in."

Hearing these words, Director Huo's face turned pale.

How is it possible, isn't it drowning? Wasn't it being picked up in time?

At this time, only Xia Nianxing's crooked face was in his mind, obviously he should hate Xia Nianxing, the child that Xia Weiming had with other women, but his eyes were red with pain.

He couldn't listen to any more words, and was about to rush to the room.

He was stopped by two strong men at the door.

"Put me in!"

The two men stood still, and the doctors hurriedly pulled him back, "Director Huo, please keep your voice down, so as not to affect the diagnosis and treatment."

"I'm still...diagnosing and treating? Didn't it mean it's useless?"

"...?"

"It's just that the body temperature is low, that's not enough."

Director Huo gasped for breath, brushed out his hair, and the roaring lion fell silent.

He can't get in now, but Sheng Qingyan is inside.

Director Huo took out his mobile phone and sent Sheng Qingyan a text message with trembling fingers.

Director Huo: "What's going on inside now?"

Sheng Qingyan: "It's not that good."

Director Huo, who was so anxious, saw these four words, and his temper came up again.

Director Huo: "Sheng Qingyan, don't you want to act anymore!"

Sheng Qingyan: "Yes"

Director Huo dropped his phone.

Sheng Qingyan turned off his phone, and hugged the boy who had been sticking to him again.

After changing the bottle again, Xia Nianxing looked much better, her body was no longer cold.

The doctor Wang who gave him the infusion was making a video call with someone, "Brother Xia, Xing Xing's condition has stabilized now, don't worry."

As he spoke, he pointed his phone at Xia Nianxing and showed it to the person on the other side.

"It's just a little strange this time. His body temperature will rise from time to time, showing signs of high fever. Xing Xing hasn't had a high fever for more than ten years."

The person opposite was on the plane, and he looked at the boy intently, "I'll be there soon, if he has a high fever and is very clingy before I arrive, you isolate the person he clings to and give him the No. 3 medicine. "

Dr. Wang nodded, and when he was about to take back the phone, the person opposite said softly, "Let me, let me watch it for a while."

Doctor Wang suddenly felt a little sad. He held up his mobile phone to show Xia Luo, until Xia Luo was reminded to turn off the mobile phone temporarily.

As expected, Xia Nianxing's body temperature quickly rose to normal, but it didn't stop. His body temperature kept rising, and he became more and more clingy.

"Mr. Sheng, please cooperate with our treatment and leave here first."

Sheng Qingyan knew the priorities, but every time he wanted to pull Xia Nianxing's hand away, Xia Nianxing would anxiously tell his brother not to leave.

His voice was soft and glutinous, unconsciously kissing Sheng Qingyan's hand, the corners of his eyes were moist, like a cub, unable to leave Sheng Qingyan.

A strange and crazy emotion arose in Sheng Qingyan's heart.

He stared at the teenager who couldn't leave him with dim eyes, until the doctor urged him again.

He had never struggled so much.

It was extremely difficult for Sheng Qingyan to come out of the room.

Another doctor came out with him and began to clear the room, and no one was allowed to stay outside the room.

Although Director Huo was in a hurry, he knew that he had to cooperate with the treatment. He knew the prestige of the vice president in the industry. In order to create a quiet environment for them, he not only left on his own initiative, but also asked other actors on this floor to change to other actors. a hotel.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Xia Luo rushed to the hotel.

The effect of the medicine was very good. After taking the medicine, Xia Nianxing fell asleep peacefully. Apart from the high body temperature, there is no other problem at present.

Xia Luo moved a chair and sat by the bed, wiped his son's face with a wet towel, and when he wiped his neck, he noticed that it was abnormally red, not only on his neck, but also on his arms and waist.

Like being scalded, but not with a high fever.

The number on the watch is 27.

Xia Luo held his son's hand in both hands and put it to his mouth, quietly looking at the young man on the bed, whose face was reddish due to a high fever, but whose lips were pale, he stared at him all night.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the crew started work.

Today's production crew seems to be quiet. In fact, every small group is discussing what happened yesterday, but they are very careful not to let the parties hear it.

At present, the main party here is only Director Yang.

Director Yang is narrow-minded, dislikes the poor and loves the rich, a typical snobbish person.

He dare not offend people with background, power and power, only bullies the little people, and tries his best to please people with background, so even if his character is not very good, the people above will turn a blind eye because of his talent .

No one wants to offend such a villain.

Especially the props group and the group performers, they gathered together to discuss in a low voice, for fear of being overheard by Yang Xiaoren.

"Director Yang is also miserable. It was like that yesterday and he still has to come to work today."

"No, how dare he not come? He wants to show Director Huo. If Director Huo really wants to settle the score, he won't be able to survive in this business."

"It's pretty pathetic when you think about it."

"Hello." A cold voice interrupted them.

The few people who were discussing in low voices were startled and quickly covered their mouths, but they were all stunned when they saw the people who were speaking.

This person looks good-looking, right?

The prop crew and several group performers regarded this man as an actor.

So when Xia Luo said: "Excuse me, can you use the hoe for me?", without saying a word, they just gave him the hoe in a daze.

They didn't react until Xia Luo walked away with the hoe.

"So good-looking and so polite."

"Why do I think he looks very skilled with a hoe."

"He looks good. Is there something wrong with Xia Nianxing? Is this the actor who replaced him?"

"If you put it this way, don't you think he looks a bit like Xia Nianxing?"

"Really!"

Several people watched the good-looking man walk away, and they were reluctant to look away.

He is really good-looking, and he looks humble and polite. They, the bottom group of extras, feel respected. What a nice person.

They watched him walk up to Director Yang and raised his hoe.

?

Xia Luo carried a hoe and walked in front of Director Yang with a calm expression.

The people around, like the extras, thought he was an actor when they saw his face, and looked at him curiously.

Director Yang was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty at the moment, and asked impatiently, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Xia Luo turned a deaf ear to his words, he just stood still when he came over, without further ado, he swung a hoe on Director Yang's head.

There were terrified screams all around.

The author has something to say: Dad Xia: Let me see who hasn't eaten my oranges.

感谢在2020-07-1720:42:42~2020-07-1820:08:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Xue Xue Xue Yang's candy 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Ke Jingyu; 1 bottle of a person like the wind, a mountain cherry blossom;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!