In the lounge, Summer Tianxing was curled up on the sofa, clutching her stomach in pain.
Her program agent Shen Meng, Ling Fei, and the program director were all gathered around her. Ling Fei frowned and said anxiously.
"Tianxing, you're in so much pain, just go to the hospital."
Summer Tianxing's forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat from the pain. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine, it's an old issue. I'll be fine after drinking some hot water."
"The program group was already forced to postpone the recording to today because of me. The program is set to air tonight, and I can't delay it anymore."
"What do you mean you're fine? You're drenched in cold sweat. The program can be recorded later." Ling Fei was even more anxious seeing her in such a state.
"Ms. Tianxing, you don't have to worry. We can explain to the audience and postpone the program to air tomorrow," the program director also chimed in.
