Chapter 1875

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

Zhong Wenqing felt her eyes go dark. She had been tossed around in the crew, exhausted, and had a splitting headache. She forced herself to return to the hotel, but as soon as she stepped in front of the door, she didn't know what was going on. She felt an indescribable airflow rising from the bottom of her feet. It felt like an ice cave that froze her bones, and then her body was almost melted by the magma.

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

Zhong Wenqing's body kept shaking, and she couldn't hold on to the door.

But as soon as her palm touched the door, she felt burned, as if she was placed on a branding iron, and she made a painful sound.

The assistant was startled and asked quickly: "Sister Qing... are you okay? You look so bad?"

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

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

The assistant reached out and touched it, it was fine...'

Zhong Wenqing saw that the assistant's hand touched the door and it was fine, as if it was normal, and asked in surprise: "You... didn't you feel that the door was a little hot?"

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

Zhong Wenqing shook her head: "No... It's okay... It's okay... No need to go to the hospital..."

The assistant pointed at her face: "But you look super bad..."

After Zhong Wenqing finished work, the makeup on her face had been removed. At this time, her face was bare. Her skin, which was usually as white and flawless as a peeled egg, was dull at this time. It was pale, but not pale. It was faintly black and blue, and the acne on her forehead and chin was a little bigger than before.

The assistant has been with Zhong Wenqing for several years, and this is the first time she has seen acne on her face.

Zhong Wenqing looked at the door in front of her, her heart was in turmoil. What happened? When she touched the door just now, it was very hot. Why is the assistant fine?

Is it her illusion?

But...

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

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 before, and it was within the tolerable range.

Zhong Wenqing swallowed hard, what happened, why did she still feel that the door was hot?

The assistant said: "Sister Qing... I think you may be too tired. The director was really too much today. I can't count how many times you have taken it. I think he is deliberately making things difficult for you..."

Zhong Wenqing didn't listen to what the assistant said at all. All she could think about was why it was like this.

Her body was like being torn between ice and fire, and the hot door made her afraid. Her body was in such a state, which made her feel anxious and fearful.

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

She had to go in quickly now, she needed to repair her body.

Zhong Wenqing kept comforting herself in her heart, she only needed to repair herself for one night, and tomorrow, she would be better, she would be as energetic and smooth as before, and she would still be the beautiful Zhong Wenqing.