When Xia Wei was finally slowly put down from midair, the accompaniment music of 'Beauty' stopped.
The noisy discussion and dissatisfaction of the fans sounded in the audience. They were like boiling water that was about to "swallow" the irresponsible production team alive in the next second!
Jian Tan raised his arms and carefully pulled Xia Wei into his arms, as if he had received a fragile treasure from the heavens.
He protected Xia Wei's back and comforted her in a low voice. "It's fine! Tell me where you hurt? I'll bring you to the doctor now!"
Xia Wei frowned in pain, and her face was pale. Her breathing was a little heavy. The moment she fell into Jian Tan's arms, she subconsciously buried her face in Jian Tan's neck.
She gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice, "My waist hurts!"
Her voice was extremely low, and only Jian Tan, who was hugging her, could hear her.
