Qin Lan thought for a while and finally called Felix Lin. Felix Lin was anxious to communicate with the client to reschedule the shooting.
"It wasn't right yesterday." Felix Lin's eyes were red and he calmed down while holding his phone.
"Yesterday?" Qin Lan frowned and cursed: "Why didn't this kid tell me that he would have been sent to the hospital earlier? There are so many people suffering from the flu now. It's really... ugh."
Felix Lin was also angry and decided to book a flight. She didn't tell Qin Lan, as she would most likely scold him, so she said a few words in a hurry and hung up the phone.
After simply packing up two sets of clothes, the old lady came back from the tailor shop and asked, "Xiao Fan?"
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