The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing's pupils shrank suddenly.

The body was falling down rapidly, and the heart seemed to sank suddenly and trembling twice with shock.

But she did not panic, but immediately stretched out her hand to hold the angel pupil on her neck, gently touched the cinnabar mole in her palm, and quickly activated the supernatural power in the space with her mind.

"Miss Wan Qing!"

Tong Feng was also really taken aback. He immediately rushed out of the director's monitoring room and rushed to the stage.

Mu Wanqing immediately stretched out her hand, she grabbed the wire rope hanging next to the stage set, stretched out her long legs to quickly entangle it, and then temporarily controlled the rapidly falling body.

After adjusting her posture, she let go and jumped down.

With light footsteps, Mu Wanqing fell on his knees safely and smoothly, supporting the stage with his hands to stabilize his body with great inertia.

"Miss Wan Qing, are you okay?"

The technical director also rushed over immediately. He looked at Mu Wanqing nervously, a little annoyed that he had not done a safety check.

But... when he helped her wear the safety belt, he had clearly checked carefully, and the steel wire was also replaced with a new one, and there was no problem. How could it be...

"Miss Wan Qing, do you need to take you to the hospital?"

Tong Feng was so nervous that his palms were a little sweaty, so he took out his cell phone and prepared to call for an ambulance.

Although it does not seem to have been injured, it is not a good thing to be frightened, so it is better to be sent to the hospital as soon as possible.

But Mu Wanqing reached out to stop him, "Don't call an ambulance."

She bent over and knelt on one knee on the stage, one hand still supporting the ground, and the other hand stopping Tong Feng.

Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, clearly aware of the abnormality of his body, "Director Tong, I'm fine...Let me take it easy without calling an ambulance."

"Also, don't tell him about it."

Mu Wanqing retracted his hand, tightly grasping the clothes on his chest, and then added.

Although Mu Wanqing did not name her in order to avoid suspicion and scandals, Tong Feng understood her meaning in seconds.

He looked at her embarrassedly, but did not answer.

But at this moment Mu Wanqing didn't care about her either. She closed her eyes and quietly felt the beating of her heart in her body. There was no regularity or rhythm at all, the trembling feeling...

She was really familiar with it.

There was some pain in his chest, Mu Wanqing didn't understand why.

"Director Tong, please help me to the lounge."

Mu Wanqing's face was a little pale, her eyebrows frowned, she had an ominous premonition.

Could it be... the heart attack has relapsed?

In other words, heart transplantation is really impossible to guarantee that she will have the same life as a normal person, or even life span.

"No problem." Tong Feng immediately nodded and agreed.

Together with the technical director, he helped Mu Wanqing up, took her into the lounge, and handed her a cup of hot milk.

Mu Wanqing gradually calmed down his heartache.

The pain in the heart was only a few moments, and it did not continue to have colic like before, and even without medication control, it quickly returned to normal...

It seems that it is a recurrence of heart disease.

Maybe it was just because of falling from a high altitude, so the heart couldn't bear it for a while, and it was frightened.

"Miss Wan Qing, are you really okay?"

Tong Feng is still a little nervous, hoping to send her to the hospital for an examination, otherwise she will not rest assured anyway.

In addition, he was worried that Ye Yuchen would settle accounts with him.

"It's okay." Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, "Cancel the plan of Diaoweiya. I will think about other ways of stage presentation."