Chapter 68: I'm Tired and I'm in the Hospital
When I woke up again, it was already morning, I opened my eyes and looked around, it was my home, and I moved my hand to support myself, but I found that I was pressed tightly by an unknown object, and I looked down to see that it was a fluffy head.
I was stunned, looked at the basin on the bedside table, blinked my eyelashes, my vision was blocked, and my face was a clammy and cold towel, I immediately understood that he hadn't been back to the hotel all night and had been taking care of me!
"Hmm......" He moved and then raised his head, looking sleepy-eyed, his hair was a little upturned and messy, and he looked like he was pressed from sleep.
"Ah, I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" I looked at him in a panic and surprise, why did the person who had just fallen asleep wake up suddenly?
He stared at me in confusion for a while, and his eyes gradually cleared: "No, I will wake up naturally." He paused, and put his hand over my cold forehead, his palm warm and comfortable.
"It looks like the fever has gone away." He stood up and picked up the thermometer on the side: "I'll help you wash up, it's time to get up after measuring the temperature!" ”
looked at him speechlessly, and then nodded happily, although a little wordy, but he was sincerely helping me and taking care of me, moved inexplicably welled up in his body, and his heart seemed to want to come out of something.
After measuring my body temperature, I found that I didn't have a fever anymore, and after washing up, I ate something at random, so I came to the set early, looked at my watch, and found that I was half an hour earlier than the staff, and the whole set was empty only me and Wang Junkai!
I was a little helpless, and I found that I had almost memorized the lines or something, so I took out my mobile phone to brush Weibo to pass the time.
"I'm tired enough, I'm tired and I'm in the hospital! [doge]"After seeing this message, my sliding hand stopped, it was a message from Wang Junkai, click on the picture, the first one is me living in the hospital chair hanging water and sleeping, looking fragile and helpless, the second photo is a thermometer, judging from the thermometer, I am sending 40. High fever of 8.
Suddenly, my brain went blank, I was very scared, I really didn't know if this micro-pulse would be hyped by the major media.
Fingers quickly slid down, and after seeing the comments, I was a little relieved, although there were bad words, but very few, but more than I told him to have a good rest, of course, there are still a few people there to speculate, but they are still quickly drowned in the sea of comments.
I glanced meaningfully at him who was playing a game, and when my eyes were about to meet, I quickly lowered my head and flipped through my phone randomly. I don't know why, my heart is very messy, and my cheeks are burning hot.
Today's filming went on smoothly, which made a lot of scenes overfulfilled today. casually flipped through the lines, but accidentally saw the part of the kiss scene, pinched his fingers, and it was almost exactly what it would look like tomorrow.
I wiped my hand on my pants, a little nervous, and continued to break my fingers, and the result was still the same.
"........." My head seemed to stop normally, and there was nothing in the white expanse, and suddenly, I slapped my thigh and stood up.
Borrowing, yes, there's such a thing as borrowing!
Suddenly, everyone turned their heads to look at me, too, everyone was adjusting the equipment, and there was no sound around, especially the sound of the chair dragging was obvious.
"Hey, hey, hey...... You go on, keep ............" waved his hand awkwardly, quickly sat down, looked left and right, and smiled stupidly. Thinking about it, it's too inappropriate to immediately say to the director now, it's obvious that they are all busy with work, and they will be rejected without saying it.
After making up my mind, I continued to memorize the script, time passed very quickly, and today's scene ended very smoothly and early, thinking that my body had not healed yet, I didn't continue to shoot, and I packed up and walked out of the crew.
I took out a mask from my pocket, put it on carefully, and made sure that I had firmly covered my nose and mouth before daring to go out into the street.
The cold wind was blowing, a little cold, touching his forehead, it seemed to be a little hot, thinking that he had just finished getting sick, and it was impossible to recover so quickly.
It was still early, and I didn't go to bed until 11 or 2 o'clock on weekdays, so I didn't want to go home so early, so I casually found a convenience store and walked in, planning to eat a bowl of oden and then go home.
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