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Chapter 189 Busy Night
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When Li Sheng was filming, Huang Jianxin was in charge at the beginning. After he left, Liu Jie was left. However, Liu Jie was unwilling to accept this task most of the time. What he meant was that he had his own thoughts and did not want Li Sheng Thoughts affect your own ideas.

Now, the assistant director is generally squatting behind the camera. This assistant director is drawn from Nortel. His foot is Yuan Mimeng, and he has a very feminine name. However, he is a rough man, but his temperament is quite delicate. Able to fulfill Li Sheng's requirements and targets very well.

After Yuan Mimeng called the card, Li Sheng sat up straight and wiped his hair, came over and sat behind the monitor to watch it again, OK, he didn't show his face at all, Mr. Zhou's performance was very good, although he was at a loss eyes, but the last smile, tsk, is overwhelming.

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The crew roughly captured a few more shots, then started to pack up and plan to go down the mountain. There are not many scenes left, so it’s not too late. Huang Jianxin will start editing when he returns with the film that has already been shot. It will be released in the Spring Festival. It's not just a dream anymore, it's entirely possible, provided that China Film Group is working hard.

When he got down the mountain and returned to his place of residence, Li Sheng felt a little tired, lying on the bed~ and fell asleep before eating.

Dazed Li Sheng felt that someone was calling him, like Mr. Zhou. Li Sheng wanted to open his eyes, but he just felt sleepy, very sleepy, very sleepy.

The hazy Li Sheng waved his hand, "I don't want to eat, you go eat, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep first!"

After Mr. Zhou came back, he hid in the house to warm up the fire. When he came out to eat, he didn't see Li Sheng. He asked Liu Jie, but he didn't know. Mr. Zhou went outside Li Sheng's room and knocked on the door. When no one answered, she opened the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Li Sheng lying on the bed without the quilt covered. Mr. Zhou came over and kicked Li Sheng's feet, but found that he didn't respond.

After taking a closer look, he found that Li Sheng had fallen asleep. Master Zhou knew that Li Sheng was prone to catch a cold even if he didn't know how to take care of others. Then he started to wake Li Sheng up. Li Sheng's eyes were blurred and blurred. He muttered and fell asleep again.

The rice was already being served outside. Mr. Zhou thought for a while, turned Li Sheng over, laid him out, covered him with the quilt, and went out. Both of them brought in the food, put it on the stool, and put the stool on the stool. He went to the brazier, and then returned to the bed.

"Hey, get up and eat, don't sleep!"

Mr. Zhou was not very hungry. Li Sheng didn't get up, and he was not in a hurry to eat. He lit a cigarette, intending to tease Li Sheng, but after muttering a few words, he found that Li Sheng didn't respond at all.

She couldn't help but put the cigarette in her mouth, reached out and squeezed Li Sheng's face, still muttering.

"Get up, get up!"

wait, no!
Mr. Zhou suddenly realized that the temperature on his hand was a bit high, could it be a cold?
In the afternoon, he jumped into the water and tossed for so long. It is normal to catch a cold in this weather, but this situation is a bit too serious, right?

Mr. Zhou was a little uncertain, spit out the cigarette nervously, stretched out his foot to stamp it out, rubbed his hands together, touched his own forehead, and then touched Li Sheng's forehead, it seemed that there was no difference. , It seems a little hot again!
Mr. Zhou stood up and walked back and forth in the room a few times, thinking about how to solve it. After thinking about it, Mr. Zhou suddenly remembered that when his assistant came, he brought a first-aid kit with a thermometer inside, what a fool!
Mr. Zhou pushed open the door and ran over blah blah, rummaging through his assistant's room. The little assistant was stunned and found the first aid kit. Mr. Zhou carried it and ran to Li Sheng's room. Put it down? , opened the box to find the thermometer, shook it vigorously, and looked at the scale.

OK!

Li Sheng is still in a coma. It is definitely impossible to take his own temperature. Mr. Zhou grinned, then looked around, ran to lock the door, and then sat on the edge of the bed to look at Li Sheng. , and stretched out his hands.

She held Li Sheng's collar with one hand, and tried to reach in with the other hand to put the thermometer into Li Sheng's armpit, but Li Sheng's arm was too tight, and Mr. Zhou could only straighten up and hold the thermometer with his hand. Holding Li Sheng's chest, the other hand pulled his arm away, put the thermometer away and took it back.

After Mr. Zhou finished all this, he let out a long breath, and when he was about to stretch out his hand, he felt Li Sheng's chest was so warm again, oh, I can't bear it!

Mr. Zhou didn't know what was going on in his head, so he reached out and stroked Li Sheng's chest unconsciously. Her movements were very light and slow, as if she could remember this feeling.

But such a posture is very indecent, and it is also very unselfish!

Mr. Zhou reluctantly wanted to take out his hand, but when he withdrew his hand, Mr. Zhou felt something like a grain of rice brushed across his palm, subconsciously stretched out his hand and squeezed it, and suddenly realized it, and blushed immediately.

Li Sheng was still asleep, but Young Master Zhou was still restless.

She got up and went to the side of the stool and took two mouthfuls of rice in her own lunch box. She couldn't help but took out a bottle of Erguotou from her pocket and took a sip for herself, suppressing her shock.

Scared (chan) the baby to death, I can't help but want to start!

Five minutes passed in the awkward atmosphere of Mr. Zhou alone. Mr. Zhou ran over without (po) affection (bu) or (ji) willingness (dai), and skillfully pulled open Li Sheng's neckline and put his hand in. , a look of disapproval (xing) affection (fu) willing (gan)!
But Li Sheng is still sick, and there is still a chance, so you can continue later, Mr. Zhou took out the thermometer and looked at the light.

"Lying ~ trough!"

39 degrees 5!

Even without medical knowledge, he knew that Li Sheng was suffering from a high fever. No wonder he was so stupid tonight, he couldn't wake up when he fell asleep.

How to do?How to do?
Mr. Zhou started walking back and forth in the room again, sending him to the hospital?It's too far away, the road is not good, and it's too late now, how can I reduce his fever by myself?

For the first time, Mr. Zhou felt that it was a very wrong decision for him not to learn how to take care of others. He must learn more about this in the future, he must!

But Mr. Zhou also had an idea. She took out her mobile phone and started calling her mother.

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"Hey, Mom, have you eaten yet? Well, I ate it, it's good!"

"It's like this. I have something I want to ask. I have a good friend who has a fever. Yes, it's not convenient to see a doctor!"

"Well, how to reduce the fever!"

"Oh, oh, wipe the soles of your feet and palms, right? Warm water, warm water, I remember!"

"Is there any more? No more?"

"Then I'll hang up, okay, I'll go back to see you during the Chinese New Year, bye!"

Mr. Zhou hung up the phone and started to get busy back and forth, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt a little flustered and clumsy.

(End of this chapter)