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Chapter 195 The actor is my mother's fan 35

No matter how you think about it, it is the director's fault.

Thinking of this, Yan Chao struggled to raise his eyelids again and glanced at the director who was talking to his little girl.

Then he closed his eyes tiredly.

The director who suddenly felt a chill on his back turned around and looked around:???

When the medical team arrived hurriedly, they took their temperature and checked Yan Chao's general situation.

It was indeed because of the cold and fever, and maybe he hadn't had a good rest some time ago. This time his fever came in a fierce way and soon he went from a low fever to more than 39 degrees.

No wonder everything I did before was unreliable.

I dare to take a cold bath like this.

He fell asleep in a daze after burning, and barely took medicine. He didn't even take lunch, so he was sent back to the room to lie on his body.

The medical team also left two people to guard here. If the situation worsens, they will be sent to the hospital.

Fortunately, although Yan Chao suddenly had a fever, he was still controlled quickly, and finally he remained at a low fever of around 37.5 degrees.

There will be no big problem when the fever completely subsides.

But this low fever makes people feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

While Yan Chao was sleeping in the house, the group got all the target ingredients to a greater or lesser extent. The few people came back late because Xiao Wang accidentally slipped and knocked on his knees. He went to the nearby home to disinfect them first. This was the reason why he came back, so it was much late.

A group of people started making today's supper, and then packed up to finish recording of "The Food Journey".

I made vegetable porridge with the wild vegetables brought back by Chu Ci and Yan Chao, and then made a lot of other ingredients.

After the meal, Chu Ci got up and put the vegetable porridge with the hottest vegetable porridge into the bowl, said to the director, and then went to Yan's room.

It was still raining outside, not that heavy, but it was still drizzling, and the wind around it was a little cool, with the smell of soil and grass.

He pushed Yan Chao's door open, and even if he had only been in the room for a few days, all kinds of supplies were clean and tidy.

The room was a little dark, and there was only a human figure bulging from the not-so-large bed, with a slightly heavy breathing sound.

Although he was so uncomfortable when he heard the movement, Yan Chao moved slightly, his voice was a little dissatisfied and hoarse, and he sounded very cold, "Who?"

"Senior, are you feeling better?"

When he heard the little girl's glutinous voice, Yan Chao's emotions that were too lazy to pay attention to others because of his discomfort, and his voice suddenly lowered, "Cubao..."

He struggled to sit up and leaned against the head of the bed, watching Chu Ci turn on the small lamp, holding a steaming bowl in his hand, and a faint fragrance came.

Chu Ci was stunned when he saw this scene in front of him. It was probably really uncomfortable. He was sweating a lot, his cheeks were covered with a thin red color, his slightly narrow eyes were filled with discomfort and irritability. His clothes were still short sleeves in the afternoon, and the buttons on the collar had been completely pulled open by him. He could see the scratch marks on it, and half of his delicate collarbone was exposed. He leaned against the bed and looked at Chu Ci.

Every move is sexy and seductive.

ah……
Chapter completed!
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