Her current status is different, and Jiang Fan still feels it is not necessary to ask a relatively unfamiliar man to help her buy clothes for such a personal matter.
After returning to the hotel, Qi Chen couldn't worry about Jiang Fan.
I feel like I'm walking with floaty sensations, and it looks quite serious, not as simple as a common cold.
He is not easy to take care of even as a grown man.
After much deliberation, it was better to call my husband, but he couldn't handle it.
"Say." The tone on the other end of the phone was very impatient.
Qi Chen knew without even thinking that his boss had just finished scolding someone and getting angry.
"Boss, something happened here. I can't handle it alone. I need you to come over in person." Qi Chen.
Shen Huaixu held the phone in one hand and looked at the newcomer actress who was crying in front of him and was pushed in by the capital. He was furious and said, "You have something to say and you won't say it directly?"
"Your wife." Qi Chen was afraid that Shen Huaixu would forget about his wife in his anger, so he reminded her specifically, "That's Miss Jiang. She is sick. It seems to be quite serious."
Shen Huaixu held back his anger and said, "Am I 120?"
Qi Chen pursed his lips in embarrassment and gave the proprietress a thumbs up in his heart.
It is really unfair to marry such a powerful person.
After about two seconds of silence, Shen Huaixu's cold voice rang out again: "Where is she now?"
"Just...just returned to the hotel." Qi Chen whispered.
"I see."
After saying that, the phone was hung up.
"If you can act, act. If you can't act, get out. Don't waste your tears on me." Shen Huaixu said something to the actress and walked away gracefully.
Only a bunch of staff and a few other new actors were left who looked at each other with fear.
Everyone knows Director Shen's temper. He doesn't get angry easily. Once he gets angry, it's not something ordinary people can bear.
If you can't protect yourself, how can you care about others?
"What are you doing? One by one, continue training, martial arts, and strengthen the essentials of movements." The assistant director waved his hand and shouted.
Pointing at the actress who was scolded for crying, she said, "And you, stop crying. If you do this again tomorrow, you won't have to do it again."
"Why? I'm an oiran, and it's so ugly to do these moves." The actress cried, not realizing her mistake at all.
The assistant director was really worried about this newcomer and warned in a low voice: "It's best not to let Director Shen hear what you said, otherwise no matter how tough you are backstage, you will be saved."
Jiang Fan didn't sleep very deeply, and he vaguely heard the sound of the door being knocked.
I thought it was hotel room service, so I didn't get up to take care of it.
But the knocking on the door did not stop.
Jiang Fan covered his head and climbed up from the bed. He walked lightly and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"
"It's me, Shen Huaixu." Shen Huaixu, who was standing at the door, felt relieved when he heard her voice.
Shen Huaixu?
Why did he come to her suddenly?
Just as Jiang Fan put her hand on the doorknob and opened the door, she felt dizzy again.
But there were many overlapping figures of men in front of him, and he fainted before he could see their faces clearly.
When he woke up again, he was already lying in the hospital.
The curtains were thickly drawn, and Jiang Fan couldn't tell the time period, and subconsciously wanted to look for his mobile phone.
"What are you looking for?" A familiar male voice came from the sofa.
Shen Huaixu looked very tired and sat on the sofa aside.
Jiang Fan didn't expect that Shen Huaixu was here, so he said, "I...cough cough cough."
I wanted to speak, but my throat hurt so much that I couldn't speak louder at all.
Shen Huaixu walked to Jiang Fan's bed with a quick stride, poured a glass of warm water and handed it over with an expressionless expression.
Jiang Fan took it and said, "Thank you."
But it’s not very convenient to drink while being given an intravenous drip.
Shen Huaixu sighed softly and took the water glass back, "Open your mouth."
"Huh?" Jiang Fan was confused and didn't understand the situation.
"Drink water."
"oh."
Only then did Jiang Fan realize that he was trying to feed himself.
It is also understandable that it is really not convenient for her to drink water now.
It was the first time that Shen Huaixu took care of someone like this. He tried his best to grasp the strength and slowly handed the water glass to Jiang Fan's lips. Jiang Fan raised his head and opened his mouth slightly, taking a small sip shyly without caring about his blush.
Looking up at him, it was most likely due to illness. At this moment, Jiang Fan looked even weaker, his delicate and delicate eyebrows lost their usual air, and her pink and smooth face was bloodless. She looked a bit like a sickly beauty. visual sense.
The voice was a little hoarse: "I want to find my phone to check the time."
Shen Huaixu stared at her face. Somehow, his whole body softened, and his voice was no longer cold and tough. "It's two-thirty in the morning. My phone is still in the hotel. I'll ask Qi Chen to bring it over later."
Jiang Fan: "It's so late now, I'm not in a hurry."
It wouldn't be nice to bother someone with a trip in the middle of the night, and she didn't want to play with her phone right now.
Before he fainted, Jiang Fan still had some impressions. Thinking of this, Jiang Fan felt quite embarrassed. He avoided looking directly at Shen Huaixu and said, "Um, thank you for sending me to the hospital."
Shen Huaixu said nothing, put the water glass away, then turned around and walked back to the sofa to lie down.
"You have a fever. The fever went away half an hour ago. If you don't have a fever at midnight after the IV drip, you can leave in the morning." Shen Huaixu said, closing his eyes tightly.
Jiang Fan nodded: "Yes."
It's quite embarrassing to say the least. I fell ill when I first came here, and even fainted in front of my unfamiliar husband, which made me embarrassed.
But it's a good thing he's here, otherwise I'd burn out my brain and not even know it.
Seeing Shen Huaixu, a grown man lying on the small sofa, with tiredness on his face, Jiang Fan felt a little sorry, "You can go back to the hotel to rest first, I can be here alone."
Shen Huaixu did not look towards her, "Since you are sick, talk less and sleep quietly."
Even though Jiang Fan had concerns, he couldn't continue and lowered his eyes: "Oh."
Not long after lying down, Jiang Fan woke up from peeing.
He glanced at the man who was still sleeping on the sofa, and then at the drip hanging on the bed. The drip was dripping slowly and there was still half a bottle left.
I rehearsed in my mind how I would go to the toilet with an intravenous drip.
Well, yes, that’s it.
Jiang Fan sat up carefully. She was actually quite afraid of injections, and even more afraid of blood regeneration.
In order to prevent the blood from returning, she kept her movements as slow as possible, slowly lifted the quilt, and then lowered one leg. The needle in her hand suddenly hurt for a moment.
"hiss--"
"Where are you going?"
The sudden sound made Jiang Fan startled.
Shen Huaixu's dark eyes stared straight at her, his face stern, full of displeasure at being woken up.
Jiang Fan started to speak but stopped.
Shen Huaixu kept staring at her, and Jiang Fan couldn't fool him.
He pursed his lips and whispered sheepishly, "I want to go to the bathroom."
Shen Huaixu was slightly startled and raised his eyebrows.
He quickly stood up and walked over, reached out and took off the IV bottle, pretending to leave.
Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and his watery eyes flickered, "You...what are you doing?"
