Chapter 950

To be exact, it may be two lives.

Once she had glory, but she almost fell to the altar because of muxuexin. Today is also her night

"What are you talking about?"

Qiao Wei light Cu eyebrow tip, she some blame ground looking at Mu late Qing, "you this life can live well, a lifetime still very long."

Smelling speech, the girl chuckled and did not explain.

Only she knows about rebirth. How can other people know that she has already experienced death.

"Help me up." Mu Wan leaned on the bed with his elbow, trying to sit up, "I will definitely go to the award ceremony."

Seeing this, Qiaowei immediately reached out to help her.

She helped Mu Wanqing out of bed. Knowing that she couldn't beat her, she took her to the hospital. Zheng Bo prescribed several bags of medicine and asked the nurse to take her to the single room of the infusion room.

"Miss mu, it will take about five hours to finish the infusion of these drugs. You are too weak now. You can't drip them too fast. Don't adjust them yourself."

Mu Wanqing nodded gently, "OK."

So, the nurse helped her adjust the rate of drip, then left the infusion room.

Qiao Wei accompanies in her side, "sleep for a while, make-up artist and stylist I have arranged, infuse liquid to return to do modelling again in time, I will grasp the time."

On the night of the award ceremony, the red carpet ceremony is a very important part. It's also the best time for stars to seize the traffic and headlines. Everyone will design amazing shapes for this

Although Muwan's casual dress is enough to attract attention, it still takes time.

"Well." Mu Wanqing nodded gently.

The fever persisted for a long time, her whole body was boiling hot, her consciousness became confused, and she soon fell asleep.

Qiao Wei looks at the sleeping girl and sighs. Then she calls Gong Lichuan

When Mu Wan wakes up, he does not wake up.

A little bit too much, she only felt a nausea, so she woke up very uncomfortable, sat up and lay on the bed retching, Leng is just spitting out some water.

"Qing'er, are you more comfortable?"

Gong Lichuan patted her on the back. Seeing her miserable appearance, his heart was tightly pulled up.

He looked at Qiaowei. "Go and call the nurse."

Qiao Wei nodded, immediately turned around and ran out of the infusion room, brought the nurse over to help see the situation.

The nurse brought her a cup of hot water and lowered the infusion speed. "Miss Mu's resistance is very poor now. It's hard to avoid discomfort when she infuses so much liquid. Let's slow down and drink more hot water."

Gong Lichuan frowned tightly. Seeing Mu Wanqing's pale face, he had no solution and could not help him bear the pain. He was full of remorse.

"We're not going to the awards ceremony."

He handed the hot water to Mu Wanqing and helped her to lie down on the bed. "You give me a good rest in the hospital. If you feel uncomfortable, tell the doctor. Don't run around any more."

With that, Gong Lichuan reached out and tried her forehead.

I lost so much liquid, but it was not so hot. My temperature dropped a little, but my body was still very weak.

"I'll tell the panel that even if you don't show up tonight, the prize that belongs to you will be given to you."

As soon as the voice fell, Gong Lichuan was ready to take out his mobile phone to call the Organizing Committee of the Chinese Music Festival.

But mu Wanqing reached out to stop him

After the infusion, she was sweating a lot. She felt that her fever should be almost gone.

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