The Addict

The man's face was black and blue. He was hugging his stomach and curling up.

This look stunned the director and the producer.

Again?

Xia Xibei reacted quickly and grabbed his wrist, and then his face was stony.

The man's pain became more intense, and he kept moaning. The moans grew louder and louder, and the cold sweat on his forehead grew.

"What...."

Director Smith looked at Xia Xibei, at his wit's end.

Even if he had seen a lot of things, he had never experienced this kind of thing!

It couldn't be that Xia Xibei had drugged him with something, could it?

Was there such a mysterious trick in Hua?

The producer's thoughts were similar to his own. He was at a loss and very confused.

What could they do?

As they watched, Xia Xibei didn't do anything but said, "Call an ambulance."

When that came out, the two of them drew a breath.

No one was going to die, right?