After the call hung up, Wen Shiyu exhaled gently and looked at her phone somewhat apologetically, while a hanging bottle was actually hanging next to her.
She had indeed eaten badly, but it hadn’t healed, it was an acute case of gastroenteritis.
She was rehearsing at the time, and she almost fainted on the set, but fortunately there was nothing serious wrong with her.
It was only in order to keep Feng Shenye from worrying that she kept the incident under wraps.
In the ward, Hathaway saw Wen Shiyu coming back from the balcony and went forward to help her while scolding her, “You, you’re just so desperate.”
Wen Shiyu smiled and sat back on the hospital bed, saying quietly, “I’ve managed to get this opportunity so easily, I definitely have to work twice as hard, I don’t want to lose it.”
She had put in a lot of time and effort for this performance, and would never allow herself to have any mishaps.
At these words, Hathaway sighed softly, thinking that Wen Shiyu was really working hard, if only Kathleen could be half as understanding as Wen Shiyu.
Although she thought so, she still deliberately droned on with a stern face if she should dictate.
“I know you value this performance, but no matter what, your body is most important, I won’t allow you to be so unloving again, and if there’s another time, I’ll contact your fiancé myself.”
“Got it, I promise there won’t be a next time.”
Wen Shiyu knew that her teacher was doing it for her own good, and her heart warmed up.
After the drip, Hathaway sent Wen Shiyu back to the hotel to rest.
Before she left, she didn’t forget to give her a stern warning, “Take a good rest today and don’t train in private.”
Wen Shiyu lost her smile, but also nodded obediently.
The next morning, Wen Shiyu woke up and was already much better.
During breakfast, the band members came over to show their concern.
Wen Shiyu thanked them one by one in response, and even Kathleen pretended to come over to say hello.
“Shiyu, are you alright?”
“I’m fine, thanks for your concern.”
Wen Shiyu thanked her in a polite and detached manner.
Kathleen didn’t care either, smilingly admonishing, “Take care of your health, the show is coming up, don’t have any more accidents.”
Wen Shiyu replied nonchalantly.
Seeing this, Cathleen’s eyes darkened for a few moments, then she said a few more words and turned to leave.
Mona looked at her back as she left and muttered with a frown, “Why do I feel that Cathleen’s words just now were strange.”
Wen Shiyu didn’t take that comment.
She looked thoughtfully at the direction Kathleen had left and turned her head to Mona and urged, “Hurry up and eat, it’s time to go to the theatre for rehearsals later.”
Mona nodded and sped up her meal before following the orchestra with Wen Shiyu to the theatre for rehearsal.
In the blink of an eye, it was two days before the performance.
On this day, Wen Shiyu washed up and took the initiative to call Feng Shenye.
“The day after tomorrow is the performance, when are you guys planning to come?”
She smiled and looked at Feng Shenye in the video, looking forward to the moment when they would meet.
Feng Shenye was also looking forward to it, and his eyes were gentle as he said, “We’re leaving tonight, and we’ll arrive tomorrow.”
“Then I will pick you up tomorrow.”
The thought of seeing Feng Shenye and Little Bao’er tomorrow brought a big smile to Wen Shiyu’s face.
After the two of them had been mingling for a while, Wen Shiyu hung up the phone to rest.
Later that evening, Feng Shenye returned from the office, his luggage already packed, ready to take Little Treasure to the airport.
He didn’t expect to see Lu Yunxin suddenly running over in a hurry just as he reached the door.
“Shenye, it’s not good, the Shang team seems to have lost contact.”
Hearing this, Feng Shenye’s face changed slightly as he inquired in a cold voice, “What’s going on?”
“I’m not too sure, it seems that the whereabouts of Team Shang were leaked, and the witness that Team Shang was protecting disappeared, and then even Team Shang lost contact.”
When Lu Yunxin finished, her eyes flickered and she said anxiously again, “Shenye, now that I’m injured, you may be the only one who can step in to set things right.”
Feng Shenye’s brows knitted together, and although he was worried about Shang Wenyao’s safety, he still coldly refused.