However, before Yuntuan persuaded Ban Yong to ask for leave, he had already fainted on the set.

"Teacher of class?Teacher of class!"

The director and the staff rushed forward and surrounded Ban Yong, who was as pale as paper.

Yun Tuan frowned, squeezed into the crowd, and explored Ban Yong's pulse - it was quite stable, and it was not as weak as expected.

"The heartbeat is normal, and there is no need for CPR." She stopped the photographer, "Director, I'll ask for a leave for my artist first."

"It's time to ask for leave! Send it to the hospital! Come and help..."

The director's words were still stuck in his throat, and then he silenced. He watched the thin girl pick up the young man half a head taller than her and ran to the nanny car on standby without any effort.

The distance between twenty or thirty meters seemed to be in the blink of an eye.

"I'll go... I'll have two tricks, the teacher is almost 1.9 meters tall!"

"Director, what did you say just now?"

The director who is over fifty years old frowned, and the anxiety and panic caused by the actor's fainting on the set were diluted by this inappropriate "princess hug".

Even if a young man wants to pick up someone taller than him, he needs to cushion it. How can this little girl "fly" by picking up someone?

Retired from the army?

"It's nothing. Everyone, take a break, Xiao Yang, go to the pot of mung bean soup to relieve the heat."

The director waved his hand and paused the shooting.

Today, there is no scorching sun, but it is stuffy and humid. Each character's costume has many layers, which is very easy to get heatstroke.

There were some mistakes in arrangement.

...

Inside the nanny's car.

Yuntuan put Ban Yong on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so dangerous. If you were sent to an ordinary hospital, Ban Yong would not be able to hide the fact that he used N-layer liquid foundation to cover up his skin color.

"Sister Yun, what should we do?" Xiaoyu was so anxious that he had nowhere to put his hands and feet.

"Don't worry, I contacted the housekeeper of the Ban family. He arranged a private doctor and asked us to go to Qizhou Mansion first."

Yuntuan reached out to visit the temperature of Ban Yong's forehead, "No fever, sweating is normal, so don't be too nervous."

Xiaoyu nodded and felt relieved for no reason. She patted her chest, "I'm so scared. I thought I was going to be unemployed. It's hard to find a job recently!"

Yuntuan glanced at Xiaoyu with a little surprise.

She thought this girl would be scared and crying, but she didn't expect... she was very worried.

On the way to Qizhou Mansion, Yuntuan was browsing his cell phone.

#Ban Yong fainted#

#Snow Mud Gu Hongying Film Group#

The popularity of the two entries is far ahead again.

Yun Tuan nervously looked through the real-time news, afraid that the scene where she carried Ban Yong away would be photographed. According to Mr. Gu's urination, her salary would definitely be deducted again.

After all, the first rule of the employee code is to prohibit any form of physical contact between employees and artists.

Even if things are caused by reasons, capitalists are always unreasonable.

She searched for it and there was no relevant content for the time being.

Just as Yuntuan was about to change the keyword and continue searching, Qizhou Mansion arrived.

The magnificent ancient buildings were built very early, mainly Gothic buildings, and they accommodate many other styles. Even in broad daylight, they look like an abandoned church.

Yuntuan frowned - Who would decorate his own place like this?

The housekeeper and the private doctor had already been waiting in the main hall, and Ban Yong was carried by the driver, and Yuntuan and Xiaoyu followed behind.

"I'll ask the driver to send the two back. If there is any news, we'll call."

The housekeeper smiled distantly and indifferently, and his gray hair was combed meticulously.

Yuntuan nodded and pulled the little fish he still wanted to fight for, "Okay, please let me know then."
Chapter completed!