Blind box talent show opens a white moonlight

"Your stage is guarded by me."

Zhou Siqi said hello to Miss Election Management, and took Chu Yufan to a nearby hospital by taxi.

Chu Yufan was wearing Zhou Siqi's coat, and the burning sensation in his throat was getting stronger and stronger, his brows were frowning, and he could no longer think about any problems.

After calling the emergency number, the doctor casually took his temperature.

39.8°C.

"Should I hang up the water?" The doctor wrote a prescription.

"Doctor, his throat seems to be injured, please show him." Zhou Siqi was anxious.

The doctor took a look at the throat, and it was really red and swollen.

"Maybe the tonsils are inflamed. Get an anti-inflammatory injection."

Zhou Siqi punched the table, which made the doctor numb.

"I suspect that someone poisoned his throat, can you please check it?" Anger was on the verge of breaking out.

Chu Yufan's face was covered with sweat from the pain. If it was an ordinary tonsil inflammation, it would definitely not be so painful.

Zhou Siqi's heart was beating so fast that it was about to cramp, and the doctor's indifferent attitude made him forget about his self-cultivation and couldn't help but lose his temper.

The doctor was a little unhappy, "The emergency department can't test for toxins at night, why don't you ask him to get a blood test first, if there is no major problem, come back during the day."

"He's going to perform on stage tomorrow!" Zhou Siqi raised his voice, exuding hostility.

The doctor insisted, "Then we have nothing to do, he is not in a coma now, and the condition does not look serious."

f***!

Zhou Siqi stood up abruptly, his tall stature put invisible pressure on the other party, the doctor leaned back in fright, "You, you, don't be impulsive."

He ignored the doctor, suddenly thought of something, turned around and went out to make a phone call.

"Brother, I beg you to do something." He punched the wall with his fist.

Half an hour later, Chu Yufan, who received painkilling injections, was supported by Zhou Siqi and got into a black Bentley.

The driver didn't say a word the whole time, and quickly sent them to the door of a private hospital.

There were several medical staff in front of the door readying stretchers and wheelchairs.

As soon as the car door opened, they took Chu Yufan, who had fainted from pain, from Zhou Siqi.

Zhou Siqi clenched his fists, shaking like he had malaria.

I'm going to perform on stage tomorrow, why did this happen? ? ? ?

An hour later, Chu Yufan was injected with a sedative and fell asleep peacefully on the hospital bed.

The attending doctor's face was serious, "He was indeed poisoned."

His head exploded with a bang, and Zhou Siqi sat down dumbly. The poisoning was just his imagination, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"Fortunately, the potency of this poison is not very strong. You sent it in time. We have already done the safest treatment. His throat will not be a problem." The attending doctor only knew that a certain important person called to explain, but Did not expect the patient to be such a young child.

Zhou Siqi loosened his clenched fist.

"But at least he needs to rest for three or four days. And he is a little emotional. We injected him with a tranquilizer. When he wakes up, you have to persuade him."

Zhou Siqi leaned against the door of the ward, looking at the Sleeping Beauty on the bed.

Chu Yufan frowned, his face was bloodless, even his lips were pale, and his eyelashes formed a thick shadow under his eye sockets.Zhou Siqi knew that he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, the blue and black eyelids still did not damage his delicate appearance.

How could someone be so vicious and poison him?

Zhou Siqi's slender figure slowly stood upright, under his thick black eyebrows, the repressed anger in his eyes was like a wild beast ready to go.

"Xiao Bo, Si Qi and Xiao Fan were not in the dormitory last night?" Tang Xiaozhou woke up early in the morning because of nervousness. He thought he would be so nervous that he would not be able to fall asleep, but he fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

It turns out that singing an opera really takes energy.

Ren Yubo poked his head out from the bathroom, "Zhou Siqi took Chu Yufan to the hospital."

Last night, he was first awakened by the sound of Zhou Siqi turning over the box, and then saw Zhou Siqi with red eyes helping Chu Yufan out of the dormitory.

At that time, he asked in a daze whether it was all right or not, and Zhou Siqi made an OK gesture.

As a result, the two did not return overnight.

"Ah, the hospital?"

Today is going to be a performance, are the two elder brothers absent?

"Let's go back." Chu Yufan wrote on the clipboard.

"The doctor said that at least you will stay in the hospital for observation for a day." Zhou Siqi handed over a glass of warm water.

"Then you go back." Continue writing.

He didn't want to influence Zhou Siqi.

"It's okay." Zhou Siqi stretched his waist, and the hospital asked him to sleep in the family lounge. He was worried about Chu Yufan, so he refused.This is a single VIP ward with only one bed in it, so he had to lie on the sofa all night, suffering from back pain.

Chu Yufan was in a hurry and wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he could only utter a few short syllables.

"Hey, don't talk, the doctor said, if you raise it today, you will be able to speak tomorrow."

"Then you go back." Chu Yufan wrote down a few strokes heavily on the paper, he didn't understand why he was so anxious, but seeing Zhou Siqi staying by his side, he was rather irritable.

Zhou Siqi smiled, his eyes were full of tenderness like wind blowing across a wheat field.

"Don't worry, there is no stage today."

Chu Yufan was disturbed by his gentle eyes, his heart beat faster for a moment, the glass in his hand cracked, and the bottom cracked.

"We decided to meet the instructors in groups. Today is the wind and water groups. The instructor will spend more time watching the contestants' stages and communicating with the contestants. Tomorrow we will arrange the fire and soil groups."

After this arrangement, the third day is supplementary recording.

The director had just announced the new timetable, and the contestants became one.

Tang Xiaozhou cried, why did he have such a hard life and became the starting lineup.

Meng Youzhe looked at the two empty seats beside him, snorted, got up and went back to the dormitory.

Director Wu looked at Chen PD and secretly asked, "The new investor asked us to lengthen the filming, do you have any other ideas?"

The program has already been submitted for registration, and the new investor can actually extend the approved broadcast time by half a month, which is awesome.

Chen PD was also at a loss. Last night, he suddenly received a call from the senior management of the station, saying that there was a new investor entering the game, and that they did not want to name names or advertise. They just asked them to make the show well. The stage presentation of the contestants must be professional, not Like a show cut into a nightclub style.

That's why they temporarily adjusted the plan and decided to take longer to shoot the contestants' works and stage.

Chen PD rubbed his hands, the money is in place, who doesn't want to make a good show.

How much he misses the time when investors just gave money and didn't point fingers.

In the ward, Zhou Siqi opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Chu Yufan, who was wearing a light blue hospital gown, crept to the window.

This VIP ward has a floor-to-ceiling window with plenty of sunlight.

Zhou Siqi lay motionless on the sofa, watching Chu Yufan quietly draw the double curtains tightly.

The room was dark.

Do you feel that the sun is shining and you can't sleep well?

Zhou Siqi felt a little happy for no reason.

Then I saw Chu Yufan walking towards the central air-conditioning remote control panel at the door, beeping, pressing the small downward triangle button without letting go.

Bursts of white air wafted from the air outlet on the ceiling, similar to the bursts of air that burst out when a refrigerator was opened.

Zhou Siqi's nose was immediately blocked, and he wanted to sneeze but couldn't.

Ever since he returned to China, whenever he encountered the air-conditioning, his nose would go on strike, but Chu Yufan is a person who is extremely afraid of heat. Zhou Siqi accompanied him in the training classroom these few nights, and his nose and tears were full of snot and tears, and his pockets were secretly stuffed. over paper towels.

Tang Xiaozhou always looked at him strangely when he went back to the dormitory to take out his pockets.

After adjusting the temperature, Chu Yufan bounced back to the hospital bed and put on the quilt.

Now Zhou Siqi knew that Chu Yufan pulled the curtains simply because he hated sunlight.

Some strange sense of loss, he laughed self-deprecatingly, turned over on the sofa and continued to sleep.

Chu Yufan looked at the snow-white ceiling above his head and fell into deep thought.

His throat hurt, and he really panicked at first, because he had never been sick for three years.

At that time, the severe pain deep in his throat made him feel like he was on the verge of death, and he didn't know why he was so confused. He walked to Zhou Siqi's bed, as if seeing him would make him feel at ease.

The truth is true, when he got close to Zhou Siqi, the Lingbo on his body quickly stabilized, and when he found that Zhou Siqi was more nervous than himself, he wanted to laugh a little.

Obviously it wasn't him who had a sore throat.

Human beings in the future will live in a sterile environment. People will rarely get sick, and they will live healthy until their organs fail naturally. He didn't expect to be terrified when he got sick for the first time.

Participating in the program is nothing special to him, even if he is withdrawn from the competition, he doesn't care.

What he couldn't understand the most was why Zhou Siqi didn't even care about being on stage in order to stay here with him?

He could feel that when Zhou Siqi's Lingbo was close to him, it would turn into a warm and soft band similar to silk.

He has never met this type of Lingbo in the future world for more than 20 years.

That being said, Zhou Siqi is indeed very special.

He secretly watched Zhou Siqi's back lying on the sofa, the light in his eyes was shining like stars.

Two hours later, Zhou Siqi sneezed for the 150th time, and a little fool stood behind him, holding a blanket at a loss, not knowing whether to cover him or not.

"Oh, you're awake." Zhou Siqi rolled over and sat up, with a thick nasal voice matched with a red nose.

Chu Yufan looked down at him, and when Zhou Siqi smiled seriously, there would be a trace of naughtiness in his eyes, his lips parted slightly, as if he was whispering, the smile overflowed from the corners of his eyes to the tip of his brows, which was very contagious.

It made him laugh too.

"I should be fine, or else, let's go." Chu Yufan's voice was soft, and his delicate facial features and outline were clear in the dim light.

He felt a little guilty, although Zhou Siqi said that it was his choice not to go back, but Chu Yufan felt that he didn't stay because he liked the sofa here.

Zhou Siqi twitched his nose, indicating yes.

"Is your nose bad?" Chu Yufan asked seriously.

When the two of them returned to the dormitory and opened the door, they saw Tang Xiaozhou hugging Ren Yubo and crying loudly.

Ren Yubo's face was dark, his hands were raised in front of his chest in a gesture of surrender, and he was finally overjoyed to see the two of them back. He lowered his head and persuaded, "Hurry up, hurry up and tell them about your experience."

In other words, stay away from me.

Tang Xiaozhou was sobbing, and the foundation on his face was tear-stained, "I, I'm going to wash my face first, you must listen to me slowly, this time the tutor is too ruthless."

"Are you okay?" When Tang Xiaozhou entered the bathroom, Ren Yubo asked Chu Yufan with concern. His expression was slightly tired, and his slender neck was slightly bent, which made people feel distressed.

Chu Yufan shook his head and said that I was fine, Zhou Siqi turned around and went out to report to the director team.

Tang Xiaozhou yelled in front of the sink, "Oh, my eyes are swollen, what should I do for a reshoot tomorrow?"

Ren Yubo sighed, "The filming will be made up the day after tomorrow!"

Tang Xiaozhou let out an "oh" and walked out with a towel, his eyes swollen like goldfish bubbles.

Ren Yubo was startled, "I'm afraid your eyes are swollen from crying, did you not use makeup remover?"

Tang Xiaozhou was out of breath, glanced over, and found that Zhou Siqi was not there, and there was one less audience!But he couldn't hold back his desire to confide, and told Chu Yufan about his tragic experience today. Ren Yubo had no choice but to listen to the live again.