He steeled himself, nodded, and said, "Then I'll go find Xiao Chu."
"Mm."
Zhou Yun nodded, wrapped herself in a blanket, and set off to the film set.
Xin Zhike had already arrived at the set, still waiting for notification, uncertain whether filming would proceed normally today.
When he saw Zhou Yun stepping out of the car bundled up like a ball, he paused, somewhat stunned and surprised, not expecting it.
The principal reason was that this look resulted in a rather unexpected visual effect.
"Xiao Yun, you…"
Xin Zhike closely examined Zhou Yun's expression, swallowing back the questions he was about to ask.
Judging from Zhou Yun's complexion, it was clear that she was not in good shape.
Cui Xidong approached, asking concernedly, "How are you feeling? Didn't you say you would go to the hospital first? Why are you here on set?"
