This time, Mu really slept.

Chai Wentao led the doctor and nurse in quietly, checked the body temperature and various signs, confirmed that there was no problem, and then withdrew.

"The temperature has dropped to 38 degrees. The doctor said it is still getting better. It is estimated that the fever will be completely reduced after tonight."

Chai Wentao looked happy and then asked curiously, "what have you done in South Vietnam?"

"I didn't do anything. I just sent a medicine to Mu Lao. It's made of Chinese herbal medicine."

Nanyue said roughly and said, "Mr. Chai, please send someone else to watch. Have a good rest tonight and go back to the set with Mr. Mu tomorrow."

"OK, I'll arrange it. You and Xiaosheng go back first. It's hard for you to make this trip."

Nanyue shook his head: "it's not hard, it should be."

Then he nodded slightly and turned to the elevator.

All the way, but I didn't see Hu Xuerou who said he would sit and wait. I only saw shengjingheng who was still sitting near the elevator, and Wei Jun hasn't come back yet.

Seeing her coming, Sheng Jingheng stood up and said, "OK?"

"Hmm..." Nan Yue looked at his calm eyes. He always had a feeling that he knew something.

Then he looked again and couldn't see anything.

"Teacher Sheng, where's Xuerou?"

"Let's go first."

"Huh?" Did you leave Sheng Jingheng here and run alone?

South Vietnam was thinking about it, when Sheng Jingheng went to press the elevator and looked like he wanted to go down with her.

In fact, it is.

The two entered the elevator together, and there were other patients' families who came down from upstairs.

Although they are located in a remote place and few people pursue the stars, they are really challenging and attract a lot of attention.

There was even a kind-hearted aunt who was very familiar with pulling South Vietnam and asked, "did you little couple come to travel? Why did you come to the hospital? Is everything all right? "

"Aunt, we are not husband and wife. We come to see our elders." South Vietnam was a little helpless and gently explained.

"Oh, it's still a boyfriend and girlfriend," the aunt looked at them with some regret. "It's a good match. Don't delay too long. It's good to get married as soon as possible."

"Also..." Nanyue was about to deny, but he was gently pulled on his wrist.

"Here we are. Let's go."

After being pulled out of the elevator, Nanyue subconsciously took back her hand and looked at the people coming out of other elevators. She smiled at her with envy and optimism. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

One by one, they walked out of the gate of the hospital.

This is a small hospital. There is no underground parking lot. Cars are parked outside on the roadside.

Nanyue took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Mao Hui.

"The day after tomorrow?" Sheng Jingheng asked suddenly.

"... yes," Nan Yue paused and looked at him. "Just now, why did Mr. Sheng pull me?"

Sheng Jingheng looked as usual: "I don't want to get in the way."

OK, everyone is on the first floor. They are standing in the front and will really get in the way.

Nanyue nodded: "Oh, where's brother Wei? Don't you call him?"

"On the way." Sheng Jingheng answered lightly.

After the awkward chat, South Vietnam nodded again, unlocked the mobile phone again and prepared to dial.

Before pressing, she suddenly had an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

"Miss Sheng."

"Huh?"

"What do you think would happen if Jiuwei Tianhu, or Bai Pianpian, played by another person?"

Sheng Jingheng didn't look at her. His low voice seemed to reach her ears from a very distant place in the dark sky.

"Maybe I will try to change the script."