Chapter 950 Mu Wanqing Hospital Infusion

To be precise, maybe two lives.

She once had glory, but because of Mu Xuexin, she almost fell off the altar. Today is also her night...

"What are you talking about again?"

Qiao Wei frowned lightly and looked at Mu Wanqing with some resentment, "You will live a good life, and your life will be long."

Hearing this, the girl chuckled and did not explain.

Only she knew about her rebirth, so how could anyone else know that she had actually experienced death a long time ago.

"Help me up." Mu Wanqing propped her elbows on the bed and tried to sit up, "I will definitely go to the award ceremony."

Seeing this, Qiao Wei immediately reached out to support her.

She helped Mu Wanqing out of bed, knowing that she couldn't resist her, so she sent her to the hospital. Zheng Bo prescribed a few bags of medicine and asked the nurse to take her to a single room in the infusion room.

"Miss Mu, it will take about five hours to complete the infusion of these medicines. You are too weak now and the drip cannot be administered too fast. You must not mix it yourself."

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, "Okay."

So, after the nurse helped her adjust the drip rate, she left the infusion room.

Qiao Wei stayed by her side and said, "Get some sleep. I have arranged the makeup artist and stylist. There is still time to go back and do styling after the infusion. I will make good use of the time."

On the night of the awards ceremony, the red carpet ceremony is a very important part. It is also the best time for celebrities to grab traffic and headlines. Everyone will design stunning looks for this...

Although Mu Wanqing's casual dressing is enough to attract attention, it still takes time.

"Yes." Mu Wanqing nodded lightly.

The high fever lingered for a long time, her whole body felt a little hot, her consciousness became hazy, and she fell asleep quickly.

Qiao Wei looked at the sleeping girl, sighed, and then called Gong Lichuan...

When Mu Wan Qing woke up, he didn't wake up from sleep.

The intravenous drip was too much, and she only felt nauseated, so she woke up extremely uncomfortable. She sat up and lay on the bedside to vomit, but she only vomited out some water.

"Qing'er, are you feeling comfortable?"

Gong Lichuan patted her back gently. Seeing her looking so uncomfortable, his heart was tightly tugged.

He glanced at Qiao Wei and said, "Go call the nurse."

Qiao Wei nodded, immediately turned around and ran out of the infusion room, bringing the nurse over to help check on the situation.

The nurse brought her a cup of hot water and lowered the infusion speed. "Ms. Mu's resistance is very weak now. It will inevitably be uncomfortable to infuse so much fluid. Please slow down the infusion and drink more hot water."

Gong Lichuan frowned tightly. Seeing Mu Wanqing's face turned so pale, she had no solution and could not help him bear the pain. She was full of self-blame.

"We will not attend the award ceremony."

He handed the hot water to Mu Wanqing and helped her sit half-lying on the hospital bed. "You can rest well in the hospital. If you feel uncomfortable, tell the doctor. Don't run around anymore."

With that said, Gong Lichuan stretched out his hand to test her forehead temperature.

After losing so much fluid, he was not so hot. His body temperature had dropped a bit, but his body was still very weak.

"I will tell the judging panel that even if you don't attend tonight, the award that belongs to you must be awarded to you indispensable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Lichuan was about to take out his mobile phone and call the organizing committee of the Chinese Music Festival.

But Mu Wanqing reached out to stop him, "No."

After the infusion, her body was sweating profusely, and she felt that her fever had almost subsided.