Shen Wuhuan dragged his tired body towards the seat.

She said briefly to the staff who came up to ask, "I'm fine, you can go and get busy", and then sat quietly on the chair.

She felt like she was about to reach her limits.

In order not to faint on stage and cause the whole performance to end, she left early.

Under the protection of the necklace, she was able to barely move her body, which has to be said to be a blessing.

"It's better to leave regrets than to end abruptly."

She took a brief break, stood up, and walked towards the dressing room.

The violin case was sitting there, and she needed to put the violin in place first.

When I walked into the dressing room, there was no one inside.

She sat down in her chair and dragged the violin case aside to put the violin in it.

Then she touched her forehead and saw no signs of fever.

But the feeling of dizziness that rises at any time is not false at all, it seems that the concealment of the necklace is still working, at least from the appearance of it, it is impossible to find that she is sick.

She thought about it and decided to take it off.

The moment he took off the necklace, Shen Wuhuan was like a kanban that had lost its support, and the whole person fell to the dresser.

There was no pain in the numb body, and she roughly understood that her body had reached a point where she could no longer hold on, and it seemed that she was really playing big this time, but.

"That's no problem, at least they can find signs of illness in me, I don't want to die so early, and it's too bad to die of fever and burn..."

With the last of her strength, she propped up her upper body, tucked the necklace in her hand into the compartment of the violin case, and locked it.

Then she was like an old man who had fulfilled all her "last wishes", losing all her vitality in an instant, and the whole person lay on the dresser.

This was followed by the inertia of the right arm, which began to fall down without authorization.

The violin case containing the "cannon" was driven by his arm and fell into the shadow on the side of the dressing table, but Shen Wuhuan had no time to care about it.

As she was asleep, she heard what seemed to be someone shouting in the distance, and the voice was familiar.

"It's... Sister Xia, there is also Yi Yi's voice..."

What are they shouting?

......

Xia Mengxue knew that something was wrong when she saw Shen Wuhuan leaving, and she knew exactly what kind of person Shen Wuhuan was.

Unless this person is about to die, how can he voluntarily stop his playing?

At the moment when she expected something to happen, she hurriedly stood up and ran to the backstage, without even having time to explain to Yi Yi.

Backstage, she was stopped by several staff members.

The backstage is not something that outsiders can easily enter, but Xia Mengxue's momentum at this time is too strong, and she insists that she is a friend of Professor Shen, and several staff members have no choice but to report to the authorities.

After the approval report came down, fortunately, a staff member had seen Xia Mengxue, and she finally entered the backstage with Yi Yi, who arrived later, accompanied by the staff.

"Where is Professor Shen?"

"Oh, I just saw her enter the dressing room, what are you doing?"

"These two are friends of Professor Shen, and they have urgent matters to find Professor Shen."

"Then you guys go in, I just saw that Professor Shen's spirit didn't seem to be very good..."

Hearing this, Xia Mengxue rushed straight to the dressing room, she had been backstage in the morning, and she still had some memories.

Pushing open the door of the dressing room with almost bump force, she saw Shen Wuhuan lying on the dressing table with her upper body, and hurriedly rushed forward.

As soon as she started it, the hot heat made Xia Mengxue stunned.

She touched Shen Wuhuan's forehead with her hand, and a burning heat came from her palm, and she immediately shouted at the staff who came with her: "Call an ambulance!" ”

The staff member saw that the situation was not right, took out his mobile phone and began to call the emergency number.

Xia Mengxue and Yi Yi put together the chairs and laid Shen Wuhuan flat.

At this time, Shen Wuhuan's face was flushed, beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and he muttered something unconsciously in his mouth, which really made Xia Mengxue's heart like a knife.

Yi Yi was even more anxious to cry, she threw herself beside Shen Wuhuan, crying and screaming, but it didn't help.

It didn't take long for a crowd of people in black dresses to pour in.

They were all members of the orchestra, and they were all shocked to see Shen Wuhuan's appearance at this time.

Professor Shen, who was still refreshed in the morning, why did he suddenly get so seriously ill all of a sudden? I think I have a fever.

But if it's a fever, it should have been reacted to before, and the fever doesn't come suddenly.

Symptoms such as nausea, discomfort, and dizziness before fever are not something that can be carried by carrying!

Could it be that Professor Shen is carrying this kind of body and waiting for the end of the orchestra's performance?

At the thought of this, the members of the orchestra looked sad, and some of the girls even shed tears.

Xia Mengxue was angry when she heard these voices, she really hated this orchestra.

If it weren't for helping these rotten trees, Shen Wuhuan would not have been so seriously ill, and he would not have performed on stage with illness.

"What are you crying about, crying and mourning, Wu Huan is not dead, you want to cry and go out and cry, do you want to suck the air here?"

Xia Mengxue scolded in her voice, and the entire orchestra was silent, and hurriedly withdrew from the narrow dressing room with self-discipline.

Xia Mengxue took the towel handed by the staff who squeezed over from the crowd and helped Shen Wuhuan put it on her forehead, hoping to help her absorb some heat.

Fortunately, it was the Chinese New Year, there were not many cars on the road, and the ambulance arrived quickly.

The reporter who came to interview was about to enter the backstage, but suddenly saw several medical staff carrying stretchers passing by, and they suddenly froze in place.

Of course, the audience at the end of the show also discovered this scene and couldn't help but start discussing.

It didn't take long for the paramedics to rush to the ambulance outside the theater with Shen Wuhuan on their faces.

In this way, the backstage fell into emptiness for a while.

But it was because of this emptiness that Huang Mengmeng got a chance,

She didn't leave after the show, and in order to go backstage to have a look, she waited until everyone was gone.

Sneaking into the backstage where no one was around, she snickered: "Haha, sure enough, no one, although I don't know what happened, but when I wanted to wait for them to come back, I suddenly jumped in front of my brother, and I would definitely be able to scare him." ”

Huang Mengmeng, who only has her brother in her eyes, made a very stupid mistake.

His brother had already taken a taxi to the hospital with the orchestra members and would not return, and her plan to be frightened was doomed to fail.

"Why haven't they come back yet, it's really annoying."

Huang Mengmeng hid in the dressing room, I don't know how long it took, she felt tired.

casually fiddled with the public performance costume in front of him, and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her gaze, she saw a box leaning against the side of the dresser.

"Isn't this a violin case? Who will it be? ”

Driven by curiosity, Huang Mengmeng walked towards the box step by step.