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Dr. Nur took out the infrared thermometer and measured Gage's temperature, squinting at it, "You got a high fever.”

He checked Gage's tongue, "It looks like your digestion function doesn't work well rdcently.”

He surveyed the blond man lying on the bed, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere else?"

Gage shook his head, "No."

“Young man, you can't have enough of making money. You should rest more. Don't be a workaholic every day. Everyone in our hotel knows you have not asked even a day off all these years. All right, I'll help you ask for a week's sick leave.”

Dr. Nur couldn't help but say a few more words, wrote a prescription and gave Sandy a sick leave slip, "Take it to the manager. By the way, go to the pharmacy outside and get the medicine back."

"Okay!" Sandy took the two notes and went out, and Dr. Nur packed up and left.

Gage was the only one left in the room, his big palm felt a thin necklace from under the pillow and held it up in front of him.

His blue eyes were like the sea, staring deeply at the necklace, as if looking at his lover with deep affection.

Seven days ... he only had seven days left.

After resting for seven days, he must complete the task the organization gave him.

If it was not completed, he would have to leave this world.

His heart was flooded with so much pain that he could barely breathe. He couldn't ... he didn't have the guts... he shouldn't ...

He slowly closed his eyes.

The injury on his leg was vaguely painful, and after a week of rest, he was about to make a choice.

Early in the morning, Sylvia went to the film and television base.

Poppy and Eden, who were shooting

a delight to the eyes,

over, and did not disturb the two immersed

took out her cell phone to order

Twenty minutes later.

The filming was finished.

Brock excitedly shout, "Cut!

immediately rang out

arms and hug the young girl in front of him firmly into his arms, and even spun

turned white, "Oh, put me down!

seemed to be infected by the cheerful atmosphere and laughed. She always liked the vivid atmosphere and the vigorous people. "Bubble tea is

tea store walking

then did Brock and the others notice Sylvia sitting

up from the small

“It's officially over, right?"

nodded, "The rest is about editing, promotion, release and

everyone, thanks for your hard work, have a cup of bubble tea and rest. Tonight, we will have a banquet in the Royal Galaxy Hotel! My treat!"

"Oh! Great!"

"I love it!"

for the

staff and actors praising her, with a smile on her lips. "You're

had been working together for a few months. They had long had a tacit

Sylvia together. Poppy wiped the sweat on her forehead, "Sylvia, you're

my performance just now?"

good and impressive. If you let Mr. Davila train you in a few more films, your acting skills will probably go up a notch.” Sylvia's comment was pertinent. "Go to the hotel, pack up the staff and go home. Don't live in the

An action movie? I

act in an