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Gu Fangfei originally saw Duan Yelin leaving and wanted to leave, but when she got up, the stage was in chaos. She pushed aside the crowd and looked in, and saw that Tsing Yi struggling on the ground.

"Save...save me..." The Tsing Yi grabbed Gu Fangfei's hand suddenly, his face was grim, and he managed to say these words with great difficulty.Gu Fangfei reassured her and shouted: "Who, who is going to call the doctor?!"

At this time, the leader rushed out from the backstage to take a look, and after a glance, he was not so worried, and was even very impatient: "Losing money bitch, getting sick again!"

These few words were irritating to Gu Fangfei's ears, but right now she didn't have a fit, and just said to the class leader: "Are you the class leader? What are you still doing? Send her to see a doctor!"

The class leader glanced at it, snorted, and took out a few copper coins from his sleeve for a long time, and threw them to the young disciples beside him: "Go to the pharmacy to get some medicine to relieve the fire." Then he instructed 'Zhang Sheng' and 'Matchmaker': "Come back and rest."

The two were about to make a move when they were stopped by Gu Fangfei: "She is clearly suffering from a serious illness, how could you dismiss it with just a random dose of medicine?"

The head teacher saw that Gu Fangfei was of high status, so his expression became more respectful, and he said, "My lady, we are all low-level actors here. Their lives are hard and they can't die! Besides, even if a female actor is sent to a drug store, she will not die. No doctor is willing to treat it, just take some medicine and let fate!"

What Gu Fangfei hated most in her life was such rhetoric, and she immediately put on a straight face: "Women are human beings, and actors are also human beings. Fortunately, you are still the head of the troupe. If the doctor doesn't want to treat it, then you should send it to the hospital!"

"Hospital? Auntie, please spare us. This trip to the hospital will be a waste of our troupe's performance for a month! We can't let the whole garden drink the northwest wind for her alone!"

With a snap, Gu Fangfei took out a stack of gold coupons from her bag and slapped them on the head of the class, filled with righteous indignation: "I'll pay the money, and I'll redeem this man, take me to the hospital immediately!"

The class leader hadn't gotten his sanity back from the wad of money, and was squatting there to pick it up, when he heard 'Matchmaker' start crying: "Ah, sister... my sister is out of breath..."

Everyone was startled, and took a few steps back, suddenly feeling very unlucky, dead?

The class leader rushed over in three steps at a time, fearing that the money he got would fly away, Gu Fangfei was heartbroken, and went forward to check.

As expected, Tsing Yi has already rolled his eyes, I'm afraid it's not good!

At this moment, a pair of well-knit hands brushed aside the crying matchmaker, squatted in front of Tsing Yi, held Tsing Yi's wrist, felt her pulse carefully, then used two fingers to search her swollen face, and opened her mouth. Scrutinize.

The head teacher saw it and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xu Hang didn't answer him, but pulled out the thin hairpin from Tsing Yi's head and said, "Bring wine and fire." The matchmaker was stunned for a moment, and Xu Hang shouted: "Hurry up!"

The matchmaker woke up like a dream, wiped away her tears and nose, and ran away in small steps.

Immediately put the wine on fire, Xu Hang washed the hairpin with wine, quenched the fire, then pierced Tsing Yi's ear tip, and squeezed out two or three drops of blood.

Strange to say, when the poisonous blood was released, Tsing Yi's complexion suddenly improved, and he suddenly coughed, and then his breathing gradually became calmer.

Xu Hang said again: "Go to the kitchen and soak a pot of water with peppercorns."

Immediately, Xiao Er hurried to the back kitchen to bring a sea, Xu Hang took it, and wiped the red and swollen face of Tsing Yi with a handkerchief dipped in pepper water.

In this panic, Gu Fangfei saw Xu Hangru, a gust of fresh air pouring in, with skillful movements in his hands and a calm face, he was treating an actor's disease without perfunctory at all, even the patient's saliva flowed down from the corner of his mouth, staining his face. Sleeves, he didn't seem to mind either.

Like a master of Danqing, he is confident and indifferent in painting a landscape painting.

She looked out of the crowd, and sure enough, she saw Duan Yelin not far away, with his back against the wall, looking unblinkingly at Xu Hang's body through the wall, his eyes were deep and elongated.