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Chapter 745 Coffin Board

Chen Mo was about to die of anger. He thought in his heart that as long as Qin Zheng couldn't participate in the final performance today, he wouldn't participate either.

If even if he participated, he would leave the group on the same day if he finally formed a group, wouldn't he just lose money?I have a mine at home, I am not afraid...

Qin Zheng's consciousness is not clear, but it doesn't mean that he has no consciousness at all. He hasn't completely fallen into a coma, but because of the fever, his head is a little confused.

He slurred his words: "Could it be...July 7th...my dad jumped out...from the coffin?"

Chen Mo was confused: "Ah? Coffin? Jumped out? This... what are you talking about?"

Teacher Xu...no...not dead, right?
Qin Zheng closed her eyes, "I...my dad must... think that I... am not filial..."

"I have to...give him...burn, burn...paper money...I have to go home, go home..."

Chen Mo...

Now he knows that Qin Zheng is probably talking about his biological father.

Chen Mo patted Qin Zheng's face: "Qin Zheng, please be sober, your father didn't come out from the ground, I'm talking about Mr. Xu, now only he can take you out..."

Chen Mo was worried and didn't know when Teacher Xu would come. I hope he can hurry up. Qin Zheng's situation is really not good.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open.

Hearing the sound, Chen Mo turned around quickly, only to see that Xu Mu had almost walked up to him.

Xu Mu's hair was disheveled, and his clothes and shoes didn't match. It looked like he was too anxious to go out and put them on carelessly.

Xu Mu asked worriedly, "How is the person?"

After Chen Mo came back to his senses, he hurriedly said: "Look, the burning is talking nonsense, just now he said... said...his father's coffin can't be held down, saying that he is not filial, and he wants to burn some paper money for his father ..."

Xu Mu touched Qin Zheng's forehead, and it was really hot.

He immediately squatted down and said, "Help me, put him on my back, I'll carry him out..."

The assistant hurriedly said, "Teacher Xu, it's still...let me do it..."

Xu Mu roared: "I'll do it myself, this is my son, I don't need you, hurry up, don't waste time."

The assistant and Chen Mo trembled, and they didn't dare to delay, they quickly helped Qin Zheng up and let him lie on Xu Mu's back.

Chen Mo and his assistant followed closely.

Qin Zheng was hot all over, carrying it on his back, as if carrying a stove.

Xu Mu walked quickly, greeting the program crew countless times in his heart.

Zhou Ping handed over the good child to him, but now he is sick and can't go to the hospital. Fortunately, he came back last night. Otherwise, wouldn't Qin Zheng be ineffective every day if he was here alone? Director and producer, what the hell are they all? Other people's children should not be regarded as human beings, right?

As he walked, he said, "Qin Zheng, are you still a little conscious? Wake up...we're going to the hospital right now..."

Qin Zheng, who was lying on Xu Mu's body, didn't respond.

He was very confused from the fever, and his head was dizzy. In fact, he heard Xu Mu's voice, but he couldn't open his eyes, and his throat was hot and painful.

Simply, he kept silent.

As soon as Xu Mu came in, someone ran to find the director.

"Director, director, it's not good, Xu Mu is here..."

The director just fell asleep, was woken up and couldn't hear who it was: "Who?"

(End of this chapter)