What kind of bad thoughts can a drama host have?

Chapter 8 I'm not a substitute for Bai Yueguang (8)
He raised his head with difficulty, and there was a shadow shaking in his sight.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yan heard voices.

"Well, I met an old friend and had something to eat together. Don't worry, I'm sorry, your hard work was wasted."

It was dialect. When he got back to the car and found that Huai Li was gone, he was so anxious that he called immediately.

In a daze, Jiang Yan didn't know what the girl was talking about.

"Save...save me." The desire to survive made Jiang Yan use up his last strength to make a sound.

He didn't want to die silently and peacefully on such a snowy night...

Footsteps sounded from the side, as if stepping on the tip of his heart, approaching step by step.

Some cool fingers brushed away the snow on his body.

In the vast snow, with the sound of snow falling, he asked, "Is that him?"

System: [Host, he is the target of the mission, you should quickly rescue him. 】

Huai Li used the fastest speed to pull the boy out of the snow.

Huaili bent down, picked up Jiang Yan with both hands, and lifted it up...a ​​lift!lift! !

Lifted... didn't lift it up.

So there was such a scene, the upper body of the comatose and embarrassed boy was hugged, and the lower body was still dragging on the ground.

Huai Li stared at Jiang Yan's face expressionlessly, and fell into a subtle silence.

He doesn't have a lot of meat on his body... Could it be that he is the type who looks thin when he wears clothes and takes off his clothes?!

Huai Li maintains a funny posture, pitiful, weak and helpless to the point of doubting life.

The system looked at the host's small arms and legs...

[Host, do you think you grew up eating spinach? 】

Huai Li: "..." She just had an inexplicable confidence that she could lift him up.

The cold wind was still blowing, snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, Huai Li felt that her body was almost not her own.

How did this guy in the sweater last so long in the snow.

In desperation, Huaili had no choice but to call an ambulance.
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hospital.

The wounds and stains on Jiang Yan's body were cleaned up, and the quilt was covered, and the doctor was giving him an infusion.

Huai Li, who was wearing a mask, stood by the bed, watching the cold silver needles pierce the back of the boy's hand, and the boy didn't even move his eyelashes.

Huai Li, who was tightly wrapped, frowned, and spoke in a low voice: "Doctor, is he all right? Will his life be in danger?"

The doctor told the truth: "Fortunately, it was delivered early. If it was later, it would be hard to say."

Huai Li nodded, "Thank you doctor."

The doctor saw that she was polite, so he nagged a few more words: "Who are you? Sister? He is not in good health, has hypoglycemia and severe malnutrition, and pays attention to supplementing him with nutrition and taking care of him. Body."

Huai Li didn't deny it, just said: "Okay."

The doctor fixed the needle: "I'll put him on a drip to reduce the fever, you go and pay the fee first."

Huai Li slowly "hmm", the cold light hit her body, showing a cold and sharp beauty, even if her face was hidden, her temperament could not be concealed.

The doctor felt more and more that she looked like some female star.

Before he could remember which star it was, Huai Li had already turned around and left.
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After a while, Jiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes in the ward, his pupils dilated.

White sheets, white quilt, white ceiling, white walls.

All told him that he was in the hospital now, and it was still a single ward.

(End of this chapter)