Jiang Chuxin resisted the urge to sleep and went to the bathroom obediently. She turned on the hair dryer and wanted to dry her hair before going to bed. However, the hair dryer stopped working after just a while and there was no movement.

No matter how she shoots, it's useless...

Sadly, the hair dryer broke down!

Jiang Chuxin sighed and unplugged the hair dryer from the socket.

He yawned, touched his half-dry hair, wrapped it in a clean towel, and went to sleep.

…

The next morning, the assistant waited for a while but didn't see Jiang Chuxin get up. Thinking that she must be tired, he didn't knock on the door, wanting her to sleep a little longer.

But it was almost time for breakfast and Jiang Chuxin still hadn't moved.

The assistant sent a message and waited for a few minutes but still received no reply.

Could it be that he didn’t come back yesterday?

The young assistant was guessing in his heart, but it was almost time, Sister Chu Xin should be back, right?

Sister Chuxin has never been late, she is always early.

Thinking of this, the assistant decided to make a phone call and ask.

The phone rang several times, but no one answered.

The assistant called again anxiously...

Jiang Chuxin was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone. She opened her eyes with great effort and sat up. She felt a headache as if she had been pricked by a needle...

My throat hurts a lot and I feel weak all over.

She answered the phone in a daze, and the assistant's voice came from the other end of the line, "Hello, Sister Chu Xin, have you arrived at the theater?"

Jiang Chuxin felt her whole body burning. She touched her forehead and found she had a fever. When she spoke, her throat felt like it was on fire and her voice was hoarse. "Meng Fan, I'm in the room. I feel like I have a fever..."

"What?" the assistant exclaimed, and then the sound of her running was heard on the phone.

Jiang Chuxin hung up the phone helplessly. Feeling her lips were dry and chapped from thirst, she reached for the water cup beside the bed...

But she couldn't reach it, only her fingertips touched the glass water cup. She wanted to move the cup closer, but unexpectedly the cup fell to the ground.

The glass was smashed into pieces and the water spilled all over the floor...

The young assistant came to the door of the room. When he heard the voice, his heart skipped a beat and he opened the door in a hurry.

"Sister Chuxin, are you okay?" The young assistant ran up and saw Jiang Chuxin about to get out of bed to clean up the broken glass on the floor, so he quickly stopped her.

She first helped Jiang Chuxin onto the bed and let her sit against the headboard.

Seeing Jiang Chuxin's character blushing unnaturally, the assistant reached out to her forehead.

Feeling the scorching heat on her forehead, the assistant gasped and let out a "hiss..." sound, "Sister Chu Xin, you have a high fever!"

Seeing the assistant's face turn pale, Jiang Chuxin forced a smile to comfort her, her voice hoarse, "I'm fine, I just need to rest. By the way, please tell the director to give me a whole morning off."

The young assistant nodded, looked at the broken glass on the ground, then stood up, took out another cup, poured a glass of water and watched Jiang Chuxin drink it.

Jiang Chuxin drank a full glass of water in one breath, and then he felt his throat was better, not as hoarse as before.

"Sister Chuxin, do you want to drink more?" The assistant saw that Jiang Chuxin might be really thirsty, so she drank a glass of water in one breath and poured another glass of water to hand it to her.