In the past two days, old Mu has been in a situation of high fever. He occasionally wakes up for a while and insists repeatedly not to go to a big hospital.


    So the hospital here can only try to cool him physically every few hours.


    If it still fails to fall to the safe temperature tonight, it must be sent to a large hospital for detailed examination to see what the cause is.


    Chai Wentao heard his voice at first, and he was more energetic. He thought his fever had subsided. He got up in surprise and pushed the door into the ward.


    "Director mu, how do you feel? I''ll call the doctor! "


    "No," old Mu leaned against the hospital bed, looked at Nanyue who came in behind Chai Wentao, and then said, "go out and have a rest first. I''ll talk to Nanyue."


    Seeing that his face was OK and not too weak, Chai Wentao answered and stepped back first. He planned to call the doctors and nurses to stand by.


    When the door closed, Nanyue approached the hospital bed and looked carefully at old Mu''s face.


    Fortunately, it was just a coincidence that the high fever came, coupled with the previous overwork and exhaustion, that they fell down.


    It''s not a big problem.


    "Do you know Ren''s family in city a?"


    Mu Lao was also looking at her. In his eyes, he had a different meaning.


    Hearing this, South Vietnam was surprised: "Mu always refers to Ren Yan?"


    "It''s him," Mu Lao raised his hand. "Sit down and say."


    South Vietnam sat down in the next chair, his mind running fast.


    Mu Lao can''t mention the Ren family for no reason, and he should not know the relationship between her and the Ren family.


    There may be only one reason to ask about this - the pill she gave Mrs. Ren was so effective that it spread in the circle?


    After all, Ren Ran specifically mentioned on the phone that after taking the medicine she gave, Mrs. Ren was in good health, and some old problems were getting better day by day.


    Mu Lao has been filming for decades. He must know many rich businessmen. It''s normal to hear about them.


    Basically right, South Vietnam has a bottom in mind and knows that it doesn''t have to spend any more words.


    "You insisted on seeing me. Did you bring the rumored health pill?" Mu Lao looked at her and asked.


    Health pill?


    Oh, what she told Mrs. Ren is that this pill is excellent for health preservation, so it''s simply called health preservation pill, isn''t it?


    Thinking about it, Nanyue directly took out a pill in a clean small bottle.


    "Yes, although it can''t completely cure your disease, it can make your body better as soon as possible. When the play is finished, you''d better go to the hospital for a detailed examination and completely cure the disease. "


    "You have a heart," Mu Lao nodded happily. "As long as you can finish the film, it''s easy to say after."


    Nanyue smiled: "it''s old Mu who has a heart. In any case, he should be responsible for the film to the end."


    With that, she poured some warm water into a water cup, gently scraped some powder with a spoon and stirred it.


    Before handing it over, he said, "should Mr. Mu let the doctor test this medicine first?"


    "No need," Mu Lao directly reached over and took the water cup. A smile appeared on his face. "I''ve made so many plays. Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are in contact. This medicine has a strong taste of Ganoderma lucidum. It''s always a tonic."


    "You can rest assured." Nanyue put away the pill and left the small bottle on the cabinet beside the bed.


    Mu Lao drank a glass of water slowly, and the pale color on his face faded slowly. During his breathing, the heat was much weaker.


    South Vietnam took the empty cup and put it down. It stayed quiet.


    "I''m a little sleepy."


    "Then have a good rest. I''ll go back to the hotel first."


    With that, Nanyue got up and walked out of the ward.