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Feeling the heaviness of the weight of the ten-thousand-jin stone, he raised his arm tremblingly, trying to reach for the phone on the table to call Sean, but it took him a long time to realize that the phone was in his coat and he didn't take it out, and then the coat was covered again. He put it in the closet.

What a pity that Wen Ting's stomach is so sensitive!A swear word broke out in his heart, and he turned over with all his strength, this movement almost made Wen Ting uncontrollably vomit on the bed.Gritting his teeth, he moved towards the side of the bed, stretched out his legs so that the toes could reach the floor, and got out of the bed with great effort, but the legs that had no strength at all could not provide any support, and directly made him limp fell on the floor.Cold sweat dripped from his forehead and hit the floor, and some of it flowed into his eyes. Wen Ting didn't even have the strength to wipe it off. Panting heavily, he crawled to the closet, lifted his hand to tear off his coat, and tremblingly took out his phone. His eyes blurred by sweat made a phone call.I hope Sean doesn't have the habit of turning off the phone when he sleeps, and he doesn't drink too much at night, so he won't sleep too hard.

Wen Ting didn't make Wen Ting wait too long, the phone was connected quickly, and a familiar voice came from inside.

"Xiao Wen, why are you calling at this time?"

"Quick... come... I..." Wen Ting stopped to catch his breath every time he said a word, he just wanted to express the urgency of the matter as soon as possible, he was afraid that he would faint in the next second: "Send... I...doctor—"

Before he could finish his sentence, his stomach suddenly had a strong convulsion, and Wen Ting's mind rang out, and then he fell into darkness.His arm fell to the ground weakly, and the phone was thrown out.An anxious male voice came from the phone that was not hung up: "What's wrong with you? Xiao Wen? Xiao Wen?!"

In a daze, Wen Ting thought that he pressed the first entry in the recent call log to make a call. His last call was to Sean. In fact, when he swiped open the screen, Wen Ting accidentally opened the phone book.Since Fang Youke became Wen Ting's agent, the external business has been transferred to Fang Youke's public phone. There are a total of ten people in Wen Ting's private phone book. The first number on the page at that time was Zhuo Qin It wasn't Sean, but Wen Ting didn't see clearly, and completely forgot that he should call the ambulance first.

Seeing the phone call with no response after the sound of "boom", Zhuo Tan waited for a long time with a serious face, but there was no sound from there.Wen Ting's tone seemed to be in pain, and he fell silent before finishing a complete sentence. It seemed that his physical condition was very bad.After thinking about the current situation, Zhuo Qin hung up the phone that didn't respond, and dialed a number.

Awakened by a loud ringtone of the phone, Chi Chengxun frowned and turned over. The unique noisy ringtone told him who the caller was. He was sleepy now and didn't want to answer it at all. It can be imagined that this person has nothing serious.I don't know how persistent Zhuo Tan is. The bell rang for a long time, and finally stopped playing. Before Chi Chengxun had time to be happy, the bell rang again.Chi Chengxun lifted the quilt from his body, and the cool air made him wake up a little.Barefoot on the ground, walked to the table in two or three steps, took the phone and pressed the answer button, glanced at the sky outside with gradually clear eyes, and said in a bad tone: "It's late at night in France, you better have something urgent, otherwise Do so at your own peril."

"Who? Wen Ting?" Chi Chengxun froze for a moment, his brows gradually wrinkled: "I see."

Chi Chengxun who hung up the phone called severely, but the phone was turned off.He knew that Wen Ting was filming in a strict crew, but besides strict and Wen Ting, he really didn't know anyone else there.Thinking of what Zhuo Qin said, Chi Chengxun's face darkened, and he called Liu Hope.

At this time, Liu Hope is also sleeping soundly, but he has to answer Chi Chengxun's call no matter how reluctant he is. Yawning, Liu Hope rubbed his eyes and woke up instantly after hearing Chi Chengxun's words, "If you say that, Wen Ting may not want others to know his current situation. I do know people, but the relationship is not very good. I am afraid that Wen Ting does not want to be known by others, and your kindness may be regarded as malice. It will lengthen your time..." Thinking of Chi Chengxun's awkward appearance, Liu hoped to swallow the words 'Road to Courtship': "I suggest you go there yourself."

Seeing the truth in times of crisis, Wen Ting is clearly in trouble, and now Chi Chengxun will step forward and be a hero to save the beautiful boy, isn't it the best time to get performance points.

"How do I know where he lives?" Chi Chengxun pinched his brows, why every time he met Wen Ting, he fell into a state of displeasure, was woken up in the middle of the night, and the inconsequential assistant gave inconsequential advice, thinking Thinking of this made my heart agitated, 'bang bang bang' kept beating, "I only know that he is in France, I don't know the exact location at all."

Liu hoped to report a list of names quickly.

"...Why do you know?" Whose assistant is this?Isn't it his?Why did his assistant know the whereabouts of a second-tier young artist, and even detailed which hotel and room he stayed in? !

"Hehe, I'm curious." After following Chi Chengxun for almost ten years, I haven't seen anyone he's interested in, and finally there is someone he likes, and he's still in love with him secretly.Would he say that he even knew that Wen Ting was provoked a while ago?

Chi Chengxun, who hung up the phone silently, felt that his assistant was very busy recently, and he got paid as much as he did. It seemed that he needed to consider the issue of salary reduction.

Everyone in the production team had a good time in the hot pot, and those who were in a happy mood slept more peacefully. No one noticed that Wen Ting passed out in the room, so Chi Chengxun and Liu Hope, who arrived at the hotel two hours later, After opening the unlocked door, under the bright moonlight, I saw the figure lying on the ground at a glance.Liu Hope, who was following Chi Chengxun, touched his nose. This person has no sense of safety, and dares to sleep without locking the door in a hotel with many people and complicated affairs.

In fact, Liu Hope completely misunderstood Wen Ting for this matter. When Wen Ting came back from the party, Wen Ting's stomach felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't take it seriously, thinking that the body's stomach would not inherit the fragile nature brought from the soul, Coupled with the drowsiness and the alcohol that became stronger after the wind blowing, Wen Ting's thinking was a little blurred at that time, and he forgot to lock the door and take out the phone, otherwise Wen Ting would have passed out on the bed instead of the ground , Chi Chengxun also needs to smash the door to come in.

The moonlight outside was thick, and the innocent moonlight shone on the perfect side face of the person on the ground, and the already fair skin was coated with a layer of desolate haze.Wen Ting's hair was wet with sweat, and there were some shiny water stains on the floor, one can imagine how much cold sweat he had shed.A few strands of black hair were soft and messy attached to his forehead, Wen Ting's brows were slightly frowned, obviously he was still very uncomfortable now.The normally elegant and alienated person was lying on the ground silently with a pale face at this time. No matter how he looked at it, Chi Chengxun felt a pitiful sense of fragility.

Walking over with a blank face, Chi Chengxun bent down and carefully hugged Wen Ting, only to find that this man's seemingly tall and perfect body turned out to be very light.You can feel the coolness even through a layer of pajamas, you can imagine how low the body temperature is inside the clothes, Chi Chengxun's arms subconsciously tightened.

The person in the arms seemed to be aware of the movement, and the fine eyelashes trembled twice. Chi Chengxun couldn't help but relax, so that Wen Ting could lie down more comfortably.

He walked to the bed lightly, put down Wen Ting and covered him with the quilt, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt. The night at this time was not too hot, he was frozen on the floor for half a night, and he would get sick even if he was not sick.Chi Chengxun gestured for Liu Xixi to go out, and then he followed, and said in a low voice, "He looks very bad, go find a family doctor."

Liu hoped to nod his head, watching Chi Chengxun tiptoe into Wen Ting's room, he suddenly had a feeling that this was not bad, at least the first person Wen Ting saw when he woke up was Chi Chengxun, maybe the favorability value would increase by one point.

Forgive him for having such insincere thoughts when Wen Ting was sick. It is really Chi Chengxun, an old tree that has finally produced flower buds. He must work hard to water and fertilize when necessary.

Chi Chengxun took off his coat and went into the bathroom, put the towel in the hot water and wrung it out, went back to the bed and helped Wen Ting smooth the wet hair on his forehead until half of his fingers stiffened, why did he act like Do this kind of thing like a little daughter-in-law?

A strand of black hair in his hand wrapped around his fingers before falling down, Chi Chengxun sighed.

Forget it, the patient is the biggest.

Chi Chengxun, who picked up the towel, gently wiped off the sweat stains on Wen Ting's forehead, and then wiped the browbones, nose, cheekbones, cheeks, and lips while watching. Chi Chengxun couldn't help but think, this kid looks really That's right, there is nothing picky about the facial features, and when they are combined together, they become such a good look that can accommodate both men and women, which is rare in the entertainment circle where handsome men and beautiful women emerge in endlessly.

When he wiped his chin, Chi Chengxun pulled down the quilt that was in the way, exposing Wen Ting's neck and collarbone.Holding the towel and wiping it all the way, Chi Chengxun couldn't help but stop when he reached the collarbone.

The shape of Wen Ting's collarbone is beautiful and exquisite, like an antique embroidered screen, the double-sided embroidery of a hundred birds and flowers on it is amazingly exquisite.

Attracted by the beauty of this natural craftsmanship, Chi Chengxun couldn't help but swipe his fingers along the shape of the collarbone, and then swipe again.

Wen Ting's skin is even better than Chi Chengxun imagined, as smooth and soft as the finest suet white jade, as long as it is touched, he will not let go.Like a ghost, Chi Chengxun's fingers extended upwards, slid across the beautifully curved neck, around the perfectly shaped chin, and rested on the pair of thin and long lips.

Because of illness, Wen Ting's pink lips are usually dry and tight, and the color is also a little pale, but this does not affect the amazing feeling of this face, and it is invisible. People are distressed and fragile.

Chi Chengxun tapped Wen Ting's lips lightly with his fingers. The soft touch made his fingertips numb. This strange feeling made his fingers shrink subconsciously. After staying for three seconds, Chi Chengxun tapped again. After a while, the numb feeling really reappeared, and then he tapped it endlessly as if he had discovered a fun toy, and his fingers followed it.

This is what Liu hoped to see when he came back. Sitting down, he could see the tall and tall Chi Chengxun sitting on Wen Ting's small bed with a surprised expression. He poked Wen Ting's lips with his finger, then closed Hand, smirk, poke again, close your hand again, smirk again.

...Puppy love in kindergartens wouldn't play such childish games now, would they?

People say that people who fall in love have zero IQ. Is this the rhythm of Chi Chengxun falling directly into a black hole?If things go on like this, when will this idiot realize his feelings, and when will he be able to catch up with Wen Ting?The road of love between a man and a man is already difficult. Will he still see the day when the flower buds of this iron tree bloom in his lifetime?

Liu hoped to cover his heart. For the first time, a person who had been tirelessly busy for half his life felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The doctor who came with him looked at Liu Hope in surprise. This person looked very tired. He was obviously fine just now. The sudden physical change might be an acute disease. Should he give this person a check-up?

"Cough." Seeing the doctor's expression, Liu hoped to calm down, coughed softly, and reminded the people in the room to stop, but they didn't hear it at all.

...Here it goes again, every time I see Wen Ting, I forget myself, don't I?

Making a gesture to the doctor to wait, Liu Hope walked into the room with light steps, patted Chi Chengxun on the shoulder, the other party's finger that was about to poke down again paused, looked back at Liu Hope, and then his expression changed immediately , quickly withdrew his hand and stood up, making a gesture to the doctor outside the door to invite him in.

The doctor entered the room and took out the equipment to examine Wen Ting. Liu hoped to take a look at Wen Ting's red and swollen lips, which contrasted sharply with his pale face, and then at the man standing by the window with his hands behind his back facing the moon, but his eyes were looking at Wen Ting. The man sighed silently.

When will this person's courtship end?

so tired.

The doctor listened to Wen Ting's heartbeat for a while with a stethoscope, tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, then lifted Wen Ting's pajamas T-shirt, and pushed the clothes to... the chest, just barely revealing two points, the position is ingenious Chi Chengxun's eyelids twitched, and a strange sense of discomfort appeared in his heart.

This is an inspection, and this is a normal behavior. Sometimes you have to take off naked for a full-body inspection, which is nothing.

Chi Chengxun muttered in his heart, his eyes involuntarily swept to Wen Ting's exposed skin.

Contrary to expectations, although Wen Ting is very thin, he is not the skinny chicken figure of most men.Good living habits allow Wen Ting to develop a good figure that is "thin and fleshy when dressed". With a slight muscle outline, the narrow waist is very smooth, and a little rib shape can be seen on the side of the waist.

Chi Chengxun hummed, running and exercising every day and still being so thin, he didn't know where all the meat went. Last time he was picky when he ate, didn't he know it was bad for his health?

Young people, I really don't know what is real beauty.

The doctor pressed on the position of Wen Ting's stomach, and Chi Chengxun found that Wen Ting's brows were frowning, and he couldn't help frowning too.The doctor pressed down on the intestinal tract again, successfully attracting Wen Ting's muffled snort. Chi Chengxun looked at the doctor and said in fluent English, "Can you confirm the diagnosis?"

The doctor is an authentic French, but he can also speak English, but he is not as fluent as Chi Chengxun: "No, we have to wait."

Chi Chengxun glanced at Wen Ting, whose complexion became paler, and said with a low face, "If you're not sure, please tell me."

What kind of doctor is this? He is so unqualified, and he has not yet figured out the cause of the disease!

Liu hoped to show an apologetic smile to the doctor: "Sorry, the patient has been in a coma for two hours, he is very worried, I hope you don't mind."

The doctor smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, I understand." He has seen family members who are more extreme than this, and Chi Chengxun's words are nothing.

Seeing that the doctor was not angry, Liu hoped to heave a sigh of relief, and pulled Chi Chengxun away: "Don't worry, there is no such quick diagnosis. It is better to be careful than to make a mistake. It is not easy to find a doctor in the middle of the night. I knocked on several doors before I woke up one, so don't get mad and go away."

Chi Chengxun stared at the doctor's moving hands, heard Wen Ting's muffled groans from time to time, his face was so heavy that he could crush an ant to death, considering Wen Ting's situation, he finally endured it.

☆, hanging water

The hot pot party last night was really successful. Many people got up late because they drank too much wine. Fortunately, Director Strict also drank a lot. There was no one in the morning, and no one who came late After being scolded, everyone knew that Director Yan must still be sound asleep, and while envious, he silently bowed his head and did his own thing.Those who are familiar with Yan Yan know that she is very angry when she wakes up, so after Yan Yan was awakened by the sun, she found that she had slept until ten o'clock, and she roared: "Why didn't anyone wake me up!" Her words Efforts, her children, how can they continue without her?

Jumping out of bed in a hurry, putting on glasses and going out, she found that she was thinking too much after arriving on the set. The effect of the gathering of hundreds of people was immediate. The atmosphere in the crew was even better than before yesterday. One side was affectionate and the other was dear, full of warmth and joy harmonious.The assistant director was concentrating on the screen and looking at the shot just taken, and walked over sternly and said with a complicated face: "Morning, I didn't expect to sleep so late, thank you for your hard work."

Hearing the voice, the assistant director raised his head and was stunned.

Who is this man with the bird's nest glasses hanging askew on his face, and the crumpled clothes that can't see the original shape, and there is a piece of wine stains on it?

The assistant director who was stunned for a while before realizing it closed his sore chin and said with a dry smile, "Morning, Director Yan, it's not hard work, it's just a shot, take a look."

Strictly went over to read it again, and found that this one was pretty good, so he nodded silently, "Okay."

It turns out that without her, everyone can do pretty well...

Inexplicably sad, he adjusted his glasses severely, smoothed out his messy hair, patted the wrinkles on his body, and quickly discarded the perception of a small shock, and glanced at the artists who were about to take a picture, Surprised to find that the good boy Wen Ting was not there, he asked the assistant director, "I remember there was a scene with Xiao Wen this morning, what about others?"

"Xiao Wen asked for leave." The assistant director remembered that Chi Chengxun's assistant came to tell him about Wen Ting's leave, and for a moment he didn't understand what happened. The international celebrity Chi Chengxun came to their TV series, and It was in the middle of the night that he sneaked in quietly, and the idiot only replied after telling the story, but such a mysterious thing happened.

"No way, Xiao Wen can't drink that much?" Seeing someone who can't drink more than her, he gained a wonderful sense of balance, "I remember he drank half a glass of beer yesterday, so it's not like he can't even get out of bed today, right? "Never arrive late or leave early at a fixed time, such a dedicated person, even delaying work after drinking a little wine, this drinking capacity is really bad.

The assistant director turned his head silently. Wen Ting obviously drank several bottles. It turned out that the strictness was broken at that time. I'm afraid I don't remember the incident of taking pictures of the table and telling the truth, but it's not okay to accuse Wen Ting of being lazy, "Xiao Wen yesterday He got acute enteritis in the middle of the night, and he will still be on water, I think his condition is really bad, so let him have a good rest, we can't let someone filming while sick, do you think it's a strict director."

"...Ah?" Strictly stunned: "Acute enteritis? In the middle of the night?"

The assistant director nodded: "No, I heard that he fell off the bed and lay on the floor for half a night." Thinking of that pale little face, the assistant director gave two 'tsk tsk', with a heartbroken look: " I usually look very thin, but now I will be sick, and that pitiful appearance really makes people feel distressed. Fortunately..."

Before the assistant director finished speaking, he realized that the strictness beside him had disappeared.

"It's walking really fast." The assistant director stroked his thinning hair, shaking his head and talking to himself: "I haven't finished talking yet, the actor has come to see us, Xiao Wen."

Because of the relationship between the biological clock and drinking, the fainted Wen Ting woke up once in the early hours of the morning. The dull pain in his whole body was like being run over, which made it extremely difficult for him to even lift his eyelids. The room was very dark, and it was still early. I don't need to get up to film, and I don't want to drag such a body to go for a morning run, so I feel at ease and prepare to sleep for a while, and then I found something wrong.

The last fragment in his memory is that he fell on the floor and faced the moon outside the window. He passed out halfway through the phone call, and now the touch under his body told him that he was now on a soft bed, and the back of his left hand was slightly cold. It feels like drips are flowing into the blood vessels, and there is a small breath outside the left side of the bed, and the hot air in this person's nose will sweep on his little finger.

Unexpectedly, Xiao En is quite a conscientious person. He asked a doctor to hang him with water and was still guarding him by the bed.

Sick people always like to think too much, and Wen Ting is no exception.Recently Sean's performance is generally pretty good. He can say what he should say, and keep his eyes shut when he shouldn't. If someone buys something like fruit drinks, it is not worth much and it can deepen the impression of people, and the trivial things can better reflect a person's level of care.

Such a nice person just happened to have that kind of face. Wen Ting saw that the unreasonable irritability was his fault, and he didn't know it at all. He felt that it was too unfair to Xiao En.

The man who once painted a strong color in his life gave him a beautiful and splendid memory, and finally chose to leave the stage silently. Wen Ting was resentful and sad, and experienced those days of loss. Pity.

Since it is impossible to be indifferent to this face, then follow your heart, that person Wen Ting will never see again, their memory ends on a tombstone, and now facing the same face, it is a little better So what, even if it's not for compensation, it will make me feel less regretful.

Having figured it out, Wen Ting felt a lot more relaxed, so he fell asleep contentedly.When he woke up again, Wen Ting was woken up by the heat.This season was just right, the weather was neither too hot nor too cold, and when going to bed at night, Wen Ting only pulled the quilt up to his stomach.Now because of illness, the quilt is pulled up to the chin, the sun comes out, and the temperature in the room is heated by the sun, so he is covered in hot sweat.Wen Ting opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the drip bottle hanging by the bed, dripping medicine at a speed not much faster than a snail.

There are very few people in foreign countries who are sick and hang water, and at this rate, is it possible that this bottle has been hanging all night?

Of course Wen Ting didn't know that the doctor only wanted to prescribe medicine, but was stopped by Chi Chengxun. The reason was that it was orthodox to hang water in Yanguo. He strongly urged the doctor to switch to an IV, but in the end both IV and medicine were prescribed.

Wen Ting, who looked down, saw a black head on the left, and thought of the little assistant guarding him all night, so he was rarely moved.The body is much more comfortable than before, although it is still very weak, but it is not impossible to lift the arms.Wen Ting raised his hand to rub this head, and the sleeping person raised his hand impatiently, and slapped Wen Ting's hand away like a fly.

"...Get up, go back to sleep." On the back of the left hand that was patted, the collision of the needle and the blood vessel completely disappeared Wen Ting's little touch, "I'm already sick, don't fall down anymore, when the time comes take care of me."

The black head moved, and then there was no sound again. Wen Ting smiled lightly, and was about to flick it on the Tianling Cap. He bent his middle finger and thumb together, and was ready to attack. The owner of the head suddenly raised his head .

The middle finger, which was ready to go, flicked out, and Wen Ting, who was too late to stop, watched his fingers come into close contact with the other's forehead. Because of surprise, he didn't control the strength well, and the fingertips and skull made a note. A light crash.

Chi Chengxun was not in a good mood that night. First, he was afraid that Wen Ting would feel unwell again and stayed until dawn. After not sleeping all night, he lay down beside the bed and took a nap, because his heart was not at ease and he was always in a state of half-asleep and half-awake , I finally fell asleep a little bit, but I felt that I fell asleep for less than 5 minutes, and found someone touching my head.

Who doesn't have eyes and dares to disturb his sleep? I don't know if he didn't sleep much this time?

Chi Chengxun, who was tired and exhausted, was quite impatient, he waved his blank hand away, and vaguely remembered where this place was.Then, he realized what was going on now. At this time, he should be beside Wen Ting's bed, so the hand just now...

Chi Chengxun opened his eyes and raised his head, wanting to see if Wen Ting, who had woken up, was feeling better, but when he raised his head, he received a magical skill of flicking his fingers.

Wen Ting's attack successfully stunned both of them.

"...Senior Chi." After reacting for a long time, Wen Ting realized who this unfamiliar face was. After being embarrassed by the mistaken person, he quickly returned to normal: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person, and thought it was mine. Assistant. But why did senior come here, did you come to see Sister Yan?" In my impression, this person had an inexplicable dislike for him, how strange it was that he would appear by his bedside now, Wen Ting didn't think that the other party did it on purpose at all It is even more impossible for him to come to see a doctor and guard him all night. He is not stupid, how could he imagine such an impossible thing to happen.

Chi Chengxun, who had just woken up, regained his sobriety. Seeing Wen Ting flicking his forehead, he froze for a moment, and then he was embarrassed. stand up.

Whether the distinction should be so obvious.

Sitting up and rubbing the place where he was hit, Chi Chengxun had a perfect smile on his face: "Zhuo Tan called me and said that you are not doing well. I happened to be nearby, so I stopped by to have a look." Instead of calling Director Yan, why don't you call Sister Yan directly? The relationship between the two seems to be very good, and Wen Ting seems to be able to maintain a good relationship with anyone.Thinking of his own treatment, Chi Chengxun felt very subtly aggrieved.

"Thank you." Wen Ting politely gave the other party a smile. After all, he was in the name of visiting a doctor, and he didn't need to point out how hard the other party's word "By the way" was bitten, "It's just that the stomach is ruined, not much. event."

Glancing at Wen Ting's much better face, Chi Chengxun stood up: "This kind of thing can be big or small, this time it's acute enteritis, it's not a big problem, two more times may cause the root cause of the disease, young people should take good care of their bodies, Be cautious about what you enter, or it will be too late to protect it when you get old."

He said it as if you were old, and he slandered in his heart, his face didn't change at all, and with a little gratitude, Wen Ting said: "I will pay attention to it in the future, so that seniors can worry about it."

...he doesn't care.Chi Chengxun turned his face away, "I can deal with Zhuo Qin if you are fine, take a good rest, I have something to do, so I will leave first."

"Senior Chi, walk slowly."

Chi Chengxun put on his coat and left, closing the door behind him.Wen Ting watched the door close, and then opened it again in less than two seconds. Chi Chengxun, who had gone back and forth, glanced at the doorknob and said, "As an entertainer, you'd better lock the door at night. Last night You slept with the door unlocked."

"Really?" Wen Ting really forgot about it, nodded and said, "Maybe I forgot it because I felt uncomfortable yesterday, but I will remember it in the future. Thank you, Senior Chi, for reminding me."

"You're welcome." Chi Chengxun left after leaving this sentence, and did not come back this time.Wen Ting, who was lying on the bed, suddenly realized that what Chi Chengxun said just now was a bit wrong, why did he know that he forgot to lock the door?

An unreliable guess formed in his head, Wen Ting touched the corner of his mouth that was a little stiff, thinking that he should be thinking too much.Wen Ting found the phone by the bedside and called Sean. He was going to be very hungry and wanted Sean to cook some white porridge, which would just soothe his stomach after a night of tossing.

"Hello, the subscriber you dialed has shut down, please try again later. Sorry, thesubscriberyoudialedis..."

Silently pressing the red button, Wen Ting closed his eyes a little dizzy.

Does this mean that Sean hasn't woken up yet?

So, the first person who found him passed out on the ground last night, got him on the bed and asked the doctor to hang up the water was not Sean, was it really Chi Chengxun?

Could it be that the person who has nothing to do and has a small target is actually a nosy and enthusiastic person in his bones?

After realizing the fact that the savior was Chi Chengxun, Wen Ting's first reaction was unbelievable, the second reaction was a rather incongruous picture, and the first reaction was to be amused by his own thoughts.

The enthusiastic aunt in the vegetable market who takes pleasure in bargaining, spits out a needle-pointed iron-blooded heart, and hides a pure heart that touched Yan Guo under her poisonous tongue.

Too inconsistent.

I can't tell that Chi Chengxun has an aunt's heart under his calm and handsome appearance, but thinking about it, I think it's really... enough.

I didn't mean to be moved at all.

Chi Chengxun, who didn't know that he had become an enthusiastic aunt in Wen Ting's heart, went down to the second floor and saw the assistant sitting on the sofa at a glance.The bored Liu Hope was watching TV in the empty hall, when he heard footsteps, he knew who was coming, and turned around and asked, "Is Wen Ting awake?"

Chi Chengxun nodded with a sullen face. This expression made Liu Hope's eyelids twitch, and he said cautiously, "Is he still feeling bad?"

"No, it looks much better." He was able to put on that kind of inhuman face again, and it seemed that he was not far away from Da Hao.

...Then what is the situation with this unhappy expression.

Chi Chengxun ignored Liu Hope, who was full of question marks, as he was simulating a scar in his mind.

When Wen Ting was hanging the water, Chi Chengxun took his hand out of the quilt, just in time to touch an unusual bulge on the other's wrist.After touching along the raised direction, Chi Chengxun silently put down his hand.

Will such a person be so desperate that he has no love for life?

At a loss, Liu Hope followed the silent Chi Chengxun downstairs. When getting into the car, he happened to see a small car brake suddenly at the door of the hotel, kicking up a cloud of fine dust, followed by Yan Yan and jumped out of the car. Get down and rush straight into the hotel.

"Director Yan is really quick-tempered. Yuanxi is very similar to her, no wonder they have a good relationship." Liu Hope laughed. To a certain extent, both of them have the temperament of being as quiet as virgins, "Before I gave She didn't answer Director Yan's call, she probably doesn't know we're here, do you want to go up and say hello?"

"No need." Chi Chengxun adjusted his sitting position. After not sleeping all night, his body and mind were even more tired, and he rarely showed a tired expression: "Let's go back." The mission is accomplished, he should have a good sleep, and he has to attend the banquet at night , the state is not good.

After going upstairs, he went straight to Wen Ting's room and knocked on the door sternly. When he heard the word "please come in" which was a little weak, his heart sank. He pushed open the door and went in. Wen Ting on the bed was covered tightly. Yan Shishi, with a frighteningly pale face, and a hanging bottle hanging at the end of the bed, looks seriously ill.The other party's already small face didn't show any painful expression, Strictly felt that Wen Ting at this moment was like a little white cat that had been hungry for three days, pitifully huddled up and waiting to be fed.

"Why are you sick when you're so fine?" Frowning severely, he walked into the room, and said in a lower tone, "Think about it, is there anything strange that you didn't notice last night?" The entertainment industry is a large enterprise , the people inside have endless means of competition, everyone wants to step on other people's heads to climb up, there are too many intrigues and frame-ups, and the director who has only filmed one movie is not unaware of Strictness.No matter how popular Wen Ting is, it can't hide the fact that he is a luminous body. Jealousy can make people do many incredible things, and people who have no grievances can also become mortal enemies because of jealousy.The ingredients were the same last night, everyone was fine and fine, but Wen Ting was the only one who became ill like this, she had to guess that someone did it on purpose.Regardless of how good her personal relationship with Wen Ting is, just saying that the actor's illness delayed the progress of the filming is too strict to just sit idly by.She can turn a blind eye to small troubles, and will not affect the crew because of trivial matters, but "Double" is her painstaking effort, and no one can affect its completion.

Wen Ting understood the meaning of strictness in an instant. He smiled and tried his best to express his innocence with his expression, "Sister Yan, I'm really fine, but my stomach is a little sensitive. When I ate food yesterday, I felt that the food tasted bad. Well, who knew that the stomach and intestines are so fragile, you can get acute enteritis even after eating a little bit, I'm too squeamish, I delayed filming, I'm sorry Sister Yan."

"Don't say that, you didn't mean to be sick." Strictly seeing that Wen Ting really didn't seem to be hiding something, he was a little relieved, and said with a sigh of relief: "The filming has been very smooth these days, and you are the one with the least NG. One, the filming process is much faster than expected, it’s okay to delay your scene for two days, now you’re sick and rest well, I don’t want to get a bad reputation for a week.”

Wen Ting smiled, "Shouldn't Sister Yan be Yan Papier?"

"Okay you, you can still joke, it seems that it's really not a big deal." Strictly looked at the drop of medicine that hadn't dripped from the drip bottle for 10 minutes, and said with a look of surprise: "Is it like this in France? ? At this speed, a bottle of medicine can last for two days."

Wen Ting, who was also very speechless about this point, couldn't help laughing when he thought of Chi Chengxun's expression when he played the ball on Chi Chengxun's forehead just now: "Sister Yan, you go back to the set first, I'm fine here, and Xiao En will come later." will take care of me."

Thinking of the studio that could run completely without her, he sighed sternly, "Then I'm leaving, don't get out of bed if you have nothing to do, lie down for a day to recuperate."