Chapter 120 Training a Sick Dog

"Why did you suddenly have a fever?"

“…The weather was pretty normal yesterday, wasn’t it?”

"Are you really scared by something dirty?"

"…It's all burnt! We need to go to the hospital!"

"Zhu Yanshi? Zhu Yanshi!"

A chaotic sound rang in my ears, and waves of piercing pain came from my solar plexus.

Some people were busy using their palms to feel the temperature of foreheads, and the sound of conversation was endless.

"Did you steal his blanket last night?"

"It's still a bit cold at night... The fan blowing on me might actually cause a fever..."

"It's not a cold at all! It must be evil spirits!"

"I don't care, I have to take him to the hospital!"

Chen Shiyi's voice was particularly clear among this group of people. He rushed around and was about to pick up the boy lying on the bed.

As soon as his arm passed through the opponent's knee, he was caught.

Zhu Yanshi's voice was a little hoarse, like the sound of a sharp object scratching on sandpaper.

"…Need not."

"How are you? Are you feeling unwell? Are you dizzy? Do you want some water? Does your throat hurt?"

Realizing that the person was awake, Chen Shiyi moved closer and barged in a barrage of questions.

Zhu Yanshi's head seemed to be filled with a pile of mixed mud. He didn't react. He blinked his red eyes that were already burning, and looked at Chen Shiyi blankly.

"No! This is so wrong!"

"His eyes are wide open!"

"Haven't you found the thermometer yet?"

Chen Shiyi was so anxious that he was running around. Without any hesitation, he picked up Zhu Yanshi and carried him on his shoulders. He rushed out of the room and shouted to the director outside.

"Director Li! We have to go to the hospital!"

"Zhu Yanshi is going to be crazy!"

Zhu Yanshi was unexpectedly carried on the other person's shoulders. The continuous bumps squeezed his stomach, and his head was dizzy, so he almost vomited.

He reached out and slapped Chen Shiyi's arm frantically: "Put me down... I'm going to vomit..."

Director Li stepped forward calmly. After all, he was a veteran artist with rich experience.

He reached out and helped Zhu Yanshi down from the other man's shoulders, then raised his hand and stroked the boy's back.

"The staff just went to get ibuprofen and a thermometer. Do you want to take the medicine or go to the hospital?"

"I need to ask you about this. If you go to the hospital, I can arrange for staff to accompany you..."

"No, I'll just go with him!"

Chen Shiyi popped up.

"So you're not filming anymore?"

Zhu Yanshi and Director Li said in unison.

The light above his head was extremely hot. Zhu Yanshi sat down on the wooden chair in front of the wooden house. He raised his hand, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and exhaled twice.

It seemed as if he just realized what had happened.

Chen Shiyi got up early in the morning and had already worked outside. When he returned to the bedroom, he realized that his roommate had a fever.

The whole body is burning hot and almost cooked.

I was so anxious that all kinds of speculations popped up in my mind, and I even thought about finding someone to exorcise the evil spirits.

I don't really understand why I've always believed that there must be ghosts in this small village...

"I just need to take some medicine. I'm not that squeamish."

Zhu Yanshi knew very well why he had a fever. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows to keep himself awake.

At this moment, the staff who went to find medicine came back with a complete set of preparations, including not only a thermometer, but also fever-reducing patches, various cold and cough medicines...

Zhu Yanshi put a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, ate a bun to fill his stomach, and then took ibuprofen.

Since today's work didn't require a patient, he moved a chair and sat next to Director Li to supervise.

During the second half of the supervision, he fell asleep leaning on the chair. The effect of the drug was too strong, and when the pounce came, he seemed to be in a coma.

During the filming, Chen Shiyi had been observing the boy sitting next to Director Li. After completing a small group game, he turned around and saw the boy asleep in the chair, covered with the work clothes that Director Li often wore.

He didn't say much, just turned around and went into the bedroom, took out a thin blanket from the room, and silently appeared next to Director Li like a ghost.

He carefully took away the work clothes covering Zhu Yanshi and changed into the thin blanket he was holding.

He then busily moved the parasol that was farther away a little bit and covered Zhu Yanshi's head with it.

After finishing this series, he returned the work clothes to Director Li and smiled naturally.

"Director Li, you must be cold, right?"

"The sun is so strong, the umbrella must be over Director Li's head!"

“…”

If Director Li hadn't seen the other party's series of actions just now, he might really believe that this guy was concerned about him.

Shouldn't he look back and think about the contradiction between the two sentences he said?

Chen Shiyi was a shameless man. He gave Director Li a fake smile and pointed in the direction of the wooden house.

"Let me see what to shoot next..."

"Director Li, you're busy..."

I lowered my voice, not wanting to disturb the people next to me.

After turning around and leaving, the area returned to silence.

Director Li stared at the monitor and suddenly realized what was happening.

Something is wrong.

Something is getting wrong!

Why does this scene look so familiar?

When he was pursuing his wife, he seemed to be just as attentive...

Zhu Yanshi slept in the chair for about an hour. When he opened his eyes, his neck ached and he felt like his head was going to fall off.

The backrest of the wooden chair is very uncomfortable and causes pain in the spine.

His arm was confined to the armrest of the chair, leaving a red mark. It was extremely hot around him, and he was covered with a thin blanket. The exposed skin was covered with countless mosquito bites.

When Zhu Yanshi stood up and moved around, he no longer felt dizzy. He just felt as if the unhealthy bones in his body were about to be disassembled and reassembled.

There were very few staff members inside and outside the cabin, and the members of Manta had disappeared, leaving only a few scattered people guarding the base.

Zhu Yanshi tore off the ice pack on his head and measured the temperature again with a thermometer.

The fever has gone down, and apart from a slightly dry throat, there are no major problems.

He is in good health, so he doesn't need to worry about such minor illnesses and pains.

After chatting with the staff who stayed behind, I learned that the other staff had all gone to the fish pond not far away to take pictures.

The sun above is so hot that it seems to melt people, and it causes a stinging pain when it spreads on the surface of the skin.

Only the feet stepping in the pond can feel a slight chill.

Most of the staff were scattered along the shore of the pond, and some photographers who needed to capture details at close range also rolled up their trouser legs and went down into the pond.

The pond is not very big and the water is not deep. Even if you roll up your pants and step into it, the water just reaches above your knees.

The content of the filming this afternoon is very simple. There are a lot of fish scattered in the pond. Everyone needs to use their own hands and wisdom to catch the fish in the pond for today's dinner.

The members can negotiate a suitable price for the extra fish they catch and sell them to the program team, thus earning their first pot of gold through their labor.

When Zhu Yanshi arrived, there was already a lot of splashing water on the other side. They said they wanted to catch fish, and several people were frantically trying to splash water on each other.

Pointing at the camera.

"Benefits are being distributed, benefits are being distributed!"

As we all know, when a white T-shirt gets wet, it will naturally become transparent and even translucent enough to see the scenery inside.

A group of half-grown boys, who were not in a hurry to make money by fishing, nor did they care whether they would have dinner, were frantically trying to push people into the pond.

The director team couldn't control it. Director Li was so anxious that he shouted from the shore with a loud speaker: "Stop playing! Shoot! Hurry and do the task! Don't you want to eat dinner?"

Some people didn't care at all. They couldn't hear anything now. They just rushed over and hooked the other party's neck to restrain them. Others poured water on them frantically.

Having fun.

And at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from afar, and the loudspeaker amplified the sound, surrounding the pond.

"What are you doing?"

"If I'm not here to watch over you, I really can't restrain you?"

As soon as the voice fell, the teenagers who were laughing and playing together in the pond stopped what they were doing. Chen Shiyi was the one who was having the most fun, but the sound of someone rushing from behind stopped him.

He licked his lips, feeling inexplicably guilty.

I vaguely remember that Zhu Yanshi always pulled the rope to give me hints, either overtly or covertly, these days.

"The main thing is to shoot, don't go crazy!"

The other person was only sick for a short while and no one was watching over him, but the situation got out of control.

Led by a large Samoyed, they played until they were almost immersed in the game.

From their perspective, fans like to watch these, watch them fight and make jokes, and watch them perform some funny shows.

I originally thought I would stop at the right time, but now I can’t stop and am having too much fun.

"Chen Shiyi, come here for a moment."

On the bank of the pond, the voice of the young man holding the loudspeaker was flat, but Chen Shiyi clearly heard the murderous intent implied in his tone.

When Director Li had a terrible headache, his savior came and said a few words, and the group of children who were playing without knowing what the world was all about stopped playing obediently.

It is troublesome to meet unethical artists. They may fall in love on the set and pretend to be single outside. The program crew has to help cover up for them.

Meeting this kind of child-like artist who is just there for fun is also a hassle. Director Li secretly tells himself that if he has the chance to work with him again next time, he will have to take the kindergarten teacher qualification exam.

I can't call him at all.

When his name was called, Chen Shiyi was a little scared. He came out of the pond with water still dripping from his blue hair. He pushed his hair back, revealing a smooth forehead.

His facial features became more and more stunning, and the outlines of his abdominal and pectoral muscles could be vaguely seen through the white T-shirt that stuck to his body.

"Why are you here? Why don't you take a rest?"

"If I don't come, you might start a riot."

Zhu Yanshi shook his head and sighed, "I'll be watching over you guys here. If you have any questions, just raise your hand and say hello. You can tell them that we need to cooperate with the game arrangements of the production team now."

After he said this, Chen Shi nodded and turned around, and his clothes were pulled.

"Be more obedient..."

Chen Shiyi tilted his head, his eyes fell on the boy's face, and then slid along the other's face to the fingers that were holding the hem of his clothes.

The tone is like acting coquettishly.

The puppy stopped fooling around and shouldered the heavy responsibility given by his brother. He walked into the pond very seriously, clapping his hands, and finally remembered that he was the captain.

"Catch the fish, catch the fish! Stop playing, stop playing!"

He turned around and dived into the pond with his butt sticking out.

He wants to catch all the fish in the pond!!!