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Chapter 1866

The assistant quickly supported her: "Sister Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Zhong Wenqing felt the blackness in front of her eyes. She had already been tossed about in the crew, she was exhausted and had a splitting headache. She tried her best to go back to the hotel, but as soon as she stepped in front of the door, she didn't know what was going on, but she felt pain from the bottom of her feet From bottom to top, an indescribable airflow rises up, and for a while it freezes like an ice cave, causing pain in the bones, and for a while, the body that is baked in magma almost melts.

This feeling was really uncomfortable, Zhong Wenqing had never experienced it before, she didn't understand what was going on.

Zhong Wenqing's body was trembling all the time, and she couldn't hold on to the door.

But as soon as her palm touched the door, she felt scalded, as if she had been put on a soldering iron, and she made a painful sound due to the pain.

The assistant was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Sister Qing...are you okay? Do you look so pale?"

Zhong Wenqing looked at the door with fear on her face: "This door..."

The assistant was puzzled: "The door? What's wrong with the door?"

The assistant stretched out his hand and touched it, it's all right...'

Zhong Wenqing saw that the assistant's hand touched the door without any problem at all, as if it was normal, she asked in surprise, "You...don't you feel the door is a bit hot?"

The assistant shook his head: "No, the door of this room is cool, not hot, it's normal, Sister Qing, are you okay, do you want us to go to the hospital?"

Zhong Wenqing shook her head: "No...it's okay...it's okay...you don't need to go to the hospital..."

The assistant pointed to her face: "But your complexion is super bad..."

After Zhong Wenqing finished work, the makeup on her face had been removed. At this time, her face was plain, and her skin, which was usually as fair and flawless as a peeled egg, was now dull. Let’s call it pale, but it can’t be considered pale. The pimples on the forehead and chin are bigger than before.

The assistant has been with Zhong Wenqing for several years, and this is the first time he has seen pimples on Zhong Wenqing's face.

Zhong Wenqing looked at the door in front of her, her heart fluctuated, what's going on, when she clearly touched the door just now, it was absolutely hot, why is the assistant okay?
Could it be her illusion?
but……

Zhong Wenqing looked down at her palm, and there was nothing unusual about it.

She hesitated for a moment, stretched out her trembling hand, and put it on the door again, but...it was still hot, but not as hot as the one just now, and it was within the acceptable range.

Zhong Wenqing swallowed hard, what's going on, why does she still feel that the door is hot?

The assistant said: "Miss Qing... I think you may be too tired. The director really went too far today. I can't count how many times you filmed. I think he is clearly trying to embarrass you on purpose... "

Zhong Wenqing didn't listen to what the assistant said at all, her mind was full of why this happened.

Her body was torn apart in ice and fire, and the door was as hot as an iron plate, which terrified her. Such a state of her body made her anxiety and fear multiply.

Zhong Wenqing asked the assistant to open the door, she said: "I may need to take a good rest, you...you go back first..."

She has to hurry in now, she needs to fix her body.

Zhong Wenqing has been comforting herself in her heart, she just needs to recover for one night, tomorrow, she will be better, she will be the same as before, full of energy, smooth skin, she is still the beautiful Zhong Wenqing of the prosperous age.

(End of this chapter)