When the makeup artist approached, Qiao Anhao felt her stomach began to churn once more. She endured the smell and forced her mind to focus on something else.
But when the woman was reapplying her eye shadow, the close proximity increased the scent, and she could no longer hold it in. Turning her head to the side, she vomited.
Qiao Anhao didn't have much food that day and everything she had was already digested, so she only vomited out a tiny amount of liquid.
"Miss Qiao, are you okay? Are you ill?" the makeup artist asked in concern.
Qiao Anhao felt instantly better. She rinsed her mouth with the bottle of mineral water brought by Zhao Meng, explaining to the makeup artist, "I drank some alcohol yesterday and it's been hurting my tummy."
The makeup artist touched up her lips which were smudged from the water. "The hot weather causes food to rot fast, you should pay attention to your meals. It's best if you take some gastric pills."
"Yes." Qiao Anhao smiled, not willing to say more.
Song Xiangsi stood nearby, taking in the conversation between Qiao Anhao and her makeup artist. She turned and looked towards Lu Jinnian, his brows were deeply furrowed after seeing her vomit.
Song Xiangsi curled her lips upwards, smiling secretly, waiting patiently for her makeup to be done. Before the second scene began, she walked towards Lu Jinnian.
Lu Jinnian knew there was someone beside him but he remained nonchalant.
Song Xiangsi circled him once before stopping beside him, following his gaze towards Zhao Meng and Qiao Anhao.
She stood there, deliberately staying silent just like him until the director indicated the start of filming. She straightened, lowering her head to admire her manicured nails before saying slowly, "Qiao Anhao seems to have gastric problems because of the alcohol she drank yesterday." She left this sentence with him and walked away.
After the second scene was done, Lu Jinnian stood at the side of the set, observing Qiao Anhao. When she vomited once more, he frowned, walking back to the makeup station.
After removing his makeup, his a.s.sistant was already waiting for him. He opened the car door and sat inside. The a.s.sistant started the car and headed towards the filming crew hotel. When they reached a cross road, Lu Jinnian who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke. "Find the nearest pharmacy."
His a.s.sistant acknowledged the command, entering it into the GPS. "Mr. Lu, are you feeling ill?"
Lu Jinnian remained silent, turning to look out the window.
His a.s.sistant kept quiet and followed the GPS to the nearest pharmacy.
After no more than twenty minutes, the car stopped. The a.s.sistant asked, "Mr. Lu, what do you need? I'll get it for you."
"I'll go," Lu Jinnian replied lightly and opened the car door to walk towards the pharmacy.
There was a wide variety of gastric pills, so he repeated Song Xiangsi's words to the attendant, waiting for a recommendation.