A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

Qi Yu seemed to have a good temper, but actually kept a distance from these people.

When these people came up, he didn't show a cold face, but he didn't promise them to drink either.

The scene was a mess, and the few guests beside were not spared, even Chen Yanran and Chu Hanyu were toasted with two glasses of wine.

They all seem to be drinking moderately, their cheeks are a little flushed, and they look a little drunk. As for the other three seniors, they have already drunk to the ground.

As the old people of this program, they are already very familiar with the people of the program group. When it comes to drinking, they almost don't need to be respected by each other. They drink very happily themselves.

So, seeing this, Zhou An, who was sitting next to Qi Yu, actually poured a glass of wine for Qi Yu, "Come on, Qi Yu, men should drink, what kind of white water! Everyone is so familiar, and they are not afraid of getting drunk. Let your assistant come to pick you up later, and make sure you return to the set safely!"

He kept persuading him to drink, which attracted Qi Yu's attention.

Qi Yu reluctantly refused, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I can't drink, and I tend to get drunk when I drink, so I won't drink, just enjoy yourself."

Song Jianjian also took advantage of Qi Yu's preoccupation, and hurriedly leaned into Yu Le's ear, and said in the smallest voice, "Sister Yu, I'm here!"

Yu Le was slow at first, what was he thinking about?
But when she followed Song Jianjian's gaze down, she suddenly understood and understood.

Yu Le,

She didn't know what expression to make, so she could only keep a wooden face, swallowed the shit that was on her lips, and asked with a soft sigh, "Did you bring it?"

"No." Song Jianjian wept with a mournful face.

Yu Le, really, I don't know how to describe her current mood.

"Then you wait, I'll go out to buy it now?" Yu Le glanced at the table of drunks,
Most of the people have already drunk too much, and they seem to be a little confused, and the others are inevitably downed two or three glasses.

She was lying on the table taking a nap, and she couldn't help frowning. If something happened to Song Jianjian in this messy scene, she couldn't explain it to Mr. Lu.

Yu Le looked around, and found that only Qi Yu was forced to drink a cup helplessly, and he seemed quite sensible.

She had no choice but to ask Qi Yu, "Ms. Qi, can you please take care of Song Jianjian for me? She feels a little uncomfortable. I'll go out and buy something for her!"

Qi Yu saw that there was something wrong with Song Jianjian's face, he seemed a little pale, he thought that Song Jianjian had eaten too much crayfish just now, and now his stomach hurts from the spicy food.

Therefore, without further ado, he nodded and agreed, "Okay."

Qi Yu saw that Song Jianjian was covering his stomach, without saying a word, biting his lower lip tightly, as if he was trying to endure the pain, and couldn't help but said, "You look very bad, why not? , shall I send you back to rest first?"

Song Jianjian was speechless. Although she had menstruated once before, she was busy training every day at that time, and hardly remembered the time.

Therefore, she was really defenseless when she had menstruation this time. The troublesome thing was that the original owner had a habit of dysmenorrhea, because she was anemic, and whenever she had dysmenorrhea, her face would turn pale.

And it was still very painful, as if the stomach was being beaten by someone, one after another, the pain became worse each time, and the stomach seemed to be falling.

The pain was so bad that she couldn't straighten up.

Seeing that she was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak, Qi Yu couldn't hide the distress in her eyes, so she simply helped her up and let her lean on her shoulder, "Director, I'll send Song Jianjian back first."
*Go, she has a stomach upset. "

The director was already drunk, and only remembered Qi Yu's voice next to his ear. In his words, he only caught one important character, and that was Song Jianjian!

He nodded without thinking, like a marionette, when someone pulled it, he nodded unconsciously.

Didn't pay attention to the point of the whole sentence at all!
As a public figure, he still hasn't forgotten the most important point, which is to wear a mask and a hat.

Not only did he arm himself, but he also put it on for Song Jianjian. In the current situation, he didn't have any charming thoughts in his mind.

He just wanted to restore Song Jianjian's pale face to its original state, and let her frown relax.

Chen Yanran looked at this scene with a gloomy expression, tightly clutching the wine glass, and before she could speak, the assistant director next to her continued to drink with them.

She wanted to find an excuse to follow, but before she could open her mouth, the directors poured her drinks over and over again.

It's rare to get lively, those people have long made no distinction between enemies and men, men and women, and they will drink if they catch them.

Song Jianjian clutched her stomach, and unconsciously grabbed her clothes. As soon as she got out of the box door, she leaned her back against the wall, why didn't she want to leave again!
Qi Yu's clean and beautiful eyes were full of worry, and his slender, white hands froze in mid-air. Song Jianjian seemed not used to being supported by him, so he broke free from his hands calmly.

"Does your stomach hurt badly? Can't you go?"

It's no wonder he thought so. After all, Song Jianjian was clutching his stomach tightly all the time. It really looked like his stomach hurt so badly that he couldn't walk.

Song Jianjian's vision was a little blurry, and she felt that she was in so much pain that she was about to doubt her life.

The most troublesome problem for her is not only dysmenorrhea, but also--
She's wearing a pink shirt with a white skirt today, which means she's probably got a dirty back...

She didn't want to show off like that.

With a flash of inspiration, she quickly found an excuse for herself, "Didn't Sister Yu tell us to wait for her here? Go back now, what should I do when she comes back?"

Qi Yu didn't think this was a problem, "If you're worried, turn on your phone later, and I'll call her to clarify."

His voice was as clean and gentle as ever, but this time it was tinged with an obvious uncompromising beak.

In fact, his temperament can be said to be truly all-round and exquisite, knowing the world but not the world.

It looks sophisticated and tactful, but in fact there is still a pure land in my heart that has never been contaminated, and the heart of a child has always existed.

"No, no need." Song Jianjian looked nervous, the more nervous he felt, the more severe his stomach ached, "Just wait here, I'm fine."

Qi Yu didn't know what she was insisting on, and frowned helplessly.

He has a gentle temper, but it doesn't mean that he won't reject people, he will only obey what others say.

Indecision is not in his nature.

He saw Song Jianjian's slap-sized little face was pale and bloodless, and his hands that were clearly in pain pressed his stomach tightly, but he still had to hold on.

Qi Yu's expression was rare and solemn, with an undeniable seriousness, "Song Jianjian, you are in such pain now, naturally I can't let you continue to wait here!"

Song Jianjian, ""
Sister Yu, if you don't come back, I won't be able to hold on anymore!
It's not a physical problem, but this lie that can be broken at the first poke!
Qi Yu's gentle voice was extremely firm, "Two choices, either you go back to the hotel with me to rest, or I will send you to the hospital."

Song Jianjian had a strange look on his face.

What are you doing in the hospital?Tell your doctor you're on your period?

Just thinking of this scene made Song Jianjian's eyelids twitch uncontrollably.

Without thinking about it, she quickly grabbed Qi Yu's hand, "No, don't go to the hospital."

Qi Yu only had a pair of eyes exposed, and he wouldn't have much problem even if he stood outside the corridor wearing a mask.

The security level of this hotel is very high, and ordinary journalists and paparazzi can't get in at all. Of course, it is not ruled out that they may find ways to get in the hotel and shoot some material.

Qi Yu's beautiful eyes rested on Song Jianjian's hand, and the studs on his ears seemed to reflect light under the light.

His fair earlobes were stained with an indistinct blush.

The right hand held by Song Jianjian was a little stiff and at a loss.

Qi Yu's ears were slightly hot, and he tried his best to bring his distracted attention back to the topic. It was inconvenient for him to speak while wearing a mask, so he could only lower his voice slightly.

"Is it because you hate hospitals that you don't want to go to the hospital? Or is there some other reason?"

Song Jianjian blurted out without thinking, "I know what's going on with me, I don't need to go to the hospital, I really believe I'll be fine after two days of rest!"

Qi Yu looked skeptical. He didn't understand what Song Jianjian meant. What does it mean to rest for two days?

Can it be good?

She felt sick to her stomach after eating crayfish. Wouldn't it be faster and easier to buy medicine for this kind of thing, or go to the hospital?

"I know my own body, so I don't need to go to the hospital." Song Jian was in so much pain that he couldn't even bother to explain to him.

Although she had dysmenorrhea before, the pain did not become like this!

I don't know if the crayfish was too spicy before, so it had some influence?
She has never thought of dysmenorrhea, and it turns out that she can also cry in pain...

This pain is even worse than the last time I hurt my foot, not only my stomach hurts, but also so painful that I can't even straighten my waist!

Qi Yu's eyes were full of worry and bewilderment, why did Song Jianjian seem to be in pain more and more?
He didn't know why Song Jianjian was so resistant to going to the hospital, he just knew he couldn't delay any longer.

Qi Yu grabbed Song Jianjian's hand with his backhand, and said with serious and stubborn eyes, "You can't do this, I'll take you to the hospital."

Song Jianjian wanted to cry but had no tears, "I won't go."

Going to the hospital is not just a shame, it's a big shame.

Qi Yu pulled Song Jianjian to his side, originally intending to hug her horizontally, but Song Jianjian didn't cooperate all the time, and his back was tightly pressed against the wall.

There was a clear distress in Qi Yu's eyes, and he persuaded her earnestly, "It's okay if you don't go, even if you don't like to go to the hospital, you must not worry about this kind of time.

Body is the most important thing! "

Song Jianjian,
The body is indeed very important, but she thinks what she needs most now is not to go to the hospital, but to make a cup of brown sugar ginger water.

Of course, she couldn't say this to Qi Yu.

At least, she couldn't say it, and felt a little ashamed!

Song Jianjian was pulled by him and didn't react. He took several steps forward in inertia, and walked directly in front of Qi Yu.

Song Jianjian, who was wearing a pink shirt and a white skirt, felt his body lose weight for a while, and took several steps back before he managed to stabilize his body.

Qi Yu choked in his heart. Seeing that Song Jianjian was about to fall, he quickly reached out to help her, but Song Jianjian stopped by himself.

And he saw the blood on her white skirt at a glance.

"How is this going?"

Song Jianjian,
Qi Yu raised his eyes subconsciously and looked at Song Jianjian. Her delicate and beautiful face was clearly reflected in Qi Yu's clean eyes, "Why are your clothes dirty? You are bleeding, where are the wounds?"