Chapter 127 Is it still too late for me to confess my love now?

After breakfast and a short rest, Song Yi followed Tang Wanqing and Xiao Tao to a studio.

The staff arranged by the manufacturer have been waiting for a while in advance.

After the three of them arrived, under the direction of the photographer, Tang Wanqing began indoor shooting.

Compared with outdoor shooting, indoor shooting seems much boring and boring.

Basically it's all staged photography.

Song Yi watched for a while, feeling a little uninterested.

In addition, I don’t know what happened, but my overall mental state today is not very good. I feel a little uncomfortable, weak, and a little lethargic.

"Xiao Tao, I'm a little sleepy. Let's go over to the sofa over there and take a rest. Call me if you need anything."

Xiaotao looked at Song Yi's lack of energy and said, "Okay, go ahead, Teacher Song, I'm watching over here."

Song Yi stood up and came to a guest sofa not far away, folded his arms and leaned on it.

After a while he fell asleep.

Seeing this, other staff on the side whispered: "Who is this man? Why did he come here to sleep?"

"I don't know, I came with Teacher Tang."

"Agent? Assistant?"

"I guess it's the agent. The assistant seems to be the little girl over there."

Some people said enviously: "Teacher Tang will soon become popular now, and his agent will definitely follow suit."

"If you want, you can go too."

"Forget it, I don't have that ability, so I'd better work hard and stop dreaming about being a star."

Under the spotlight, Tang Wanqing held the lure equipment and performed various actions at the photographer's request.

The studio was not big, so she naturally noticed Song Yi.

I don’t know what he did last night. He was so sleepy today that he fell asleep.

Because the temperature today is not high and a bit cold, Tang Wanqing is afraid that Song Yi will catch a cold just by sleeping like this.

According to the plan today, she needs to take 3 sets of photos, that is, three sets of equipment, and more photos, which will probably take a long time.

She suddenly signaled the photographer to pause, then came to Xiao Tao and whispered: "Take my coat and cover Song Yi, don't catch a cold."

"Oh, I see."

After Tang Wanqing finished her instructions, she went back to continue filming.

Xiao Tao came over with Tang Wanqing's coat, bent down and covered Song Yi with it, muttering: "Our boss really cares about you."

Song Yi was not completely asleep at the moment. He was in a dazed state and his head was groggy. He was half asleep and half awake, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, an inexplicable fragrance came, making him feel a little better.

The careless Xiaotao didn't notice Song Yi's strangeness.

After she covered herself with clothes, she came to the photographer again and continued to watch over Tang Wanqing, waiting for her to help if anything happened.

This is the professional ethics of an assistant.

After finishing the first group of photos, the photographer decided to take a break before shooting again, and asked the makeup artist to touch up Tang Wanqing's makeup.

While touching up her makeup, Tang Wanqing asked Xiao Tao: "Song Yi is still sleeping?"

"Um."

Xiaotao said casually: "I slept soundly, like a pig, motionless."

"." Tang Wanqing.

"Boss, what do you think Teacher Song did last night?"

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "How do I know? I'm not with him."

"I'm sleeping now. I guess he won't be able to sleep again at night."

After taking a short break, the shooting continued.

Song Yi was sitting next to the sofa, but no one noticed anything strange about him.

Just like that, an hour later, the second set of photos was finished.

While taking a rest and changing clothes, Tang Wanqing asked: "Song Yi hasn't woken up yet?"

"No." Xiao Tao replied.

Tang Wanqing frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Just now when I was taking the last few photos of the second set, due to a staff error, I tripped over a light stand that was being lit, making a loud noise.

The owner of the studio even scolded him.

Logically speaking, Song Yi should have woken up in such a noisy environment.

Tang Wanqing hesitated for a moment, feeling a little worried, then stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

"But this shooting" Xiao Tao shouted.

"Let the photographer wait."

Tang Wanqing quickly came to the reception room, looked at Song Yi who was sleeping on the sofa, walked over, and then shouted softly: "Song Yi, wake up, you have been sleeping for more than 2 hours."

However, there was no reaction from Song Yi on the sofa.

Tang Wanqing realized something was wrong. She lowered her head to check and found that Song Yi's face was a little pale and his expression was painful.

And although he was covered with his own clothes, he was in a huddled state, as if he was very cold.

She quickly reached out and touched Song Yi's forehead. It was very hot.

Got a fever!

Song Yi has a fever!

I don’t know how long he has been burning here!

"Song Yi! Song Yi! Wake up!"

Tang Wanqing tried shouting a few more times, but there was still no response.

She panicked.

Tang Wanqing turned around and shouted to Xiao Tao: "Xiao Tao, come here, come here quickly!"

Hearing the boss's urgent call, Xiao Tao rushed over and asked: "Boss, what's wrong?"

"Song Yi has a fever and is in coma."

She tried hard to help him up, but she didn't have enough strength.

"Come and help me lift him up and take him to the hospital!"

"Okay. Okay." Xiaotao was also frightened and hurried over to help.

When other people in the studio saw this, they all knew something had happened, and they all started to help and got Song Yi to the car.

The manufacturer told her not to worry and to go back to filming and they would be responsible for sending her to the hospital.

But Tang Wanqing refused directly and wanted to deliver it in person.

Then he took Xiao Tao and found a driver to drive the car, and the car crashed all the way, leaving only a group of people looking at each other.

On the way, Tang Wanqing held Song Yi's hand in the back row and kept calling Song Yi's name, hoping to wake him up.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, and Song Yi finally got some response after calling him over and over again.

Although he didn't open his eyes, he kept shouting "Cold."

"cold?"

After Tang Wanqing heard this, she looked at Song Yi who was already wrapped in her coat, and without any hesitation, she hugged him directly.

She said: "This way, it won't be cold anymore. Just hold on, hold on, we will be at the hospital soon."

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the nearest hospital.

Because I called 120 in advance, the doctor from the emergency room was already waiting at the door. As soon as the person arrived, he was transferred directly to the bed and then pushed into the consulting room.

Tang Wanqing and Xiao Tao were stopped outside.

Xiaotao noticed that the boss's hands were shaking.

She was on the side and said comfortingly: "Boss, don't worry, Teacher Song has his own nature, he will be fine."

Tang Wanqing wore a mask and sat on a stainless steel chair in the hospital corridor, silent.

Her father was like this back then. He would fall asleep next to her and never wake up again.

"I should have found out earlier."
To be continued...