Wei Jingke looked at Meng Fu, in a state of orientation, and his eyes were not guarded.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and even the city center was extremely quiet, and Wei Jingke had to be careful about Meng Fu's appearance here.

Su Di has not been awake, and the mechanism in his body is getting worse and worse.

Recently, I learned that there are a lot of people who are critically ill in Su Di, and there are even more people who rush to hope that they can be the savior of Su Di, but now there is no way to even follow Luo Lao and Fengshen, these two are both masters in the industry, Meng Fu is a yellow-mouthed child who dares to believe it, Wei Jingke can not be excited? !

It's just that as soon as Wei Jingke finished saying this, a warm voice came from behind him, "Wei Jingke, pick it up and apologize." ”

Wei Jingke turned around, and it was Su Cheng who spoke.

Standing next to him was Dr. Luo, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and holding the other behind his back, as if he was talking to Dr. Luo.

Being looked at by him like this, Wei Jingke was a little panicked, "Brother Cheng, she, she just ......"

"Pick it up, and don't make me say it a third time." Su Cheng seemed to be absent-mindedly turning his gaze, but Wei Jingke touched his dark and cold eyes, and the cold hairs behind his back exploded.

Wei Jingke pursed his lips and didn't say anything, just picked up the glass bottle in the trash can and slammed it on the table.

"Miss Meng, I'm sorry, I was too excited just now." He kept his head down, and his apologetic voice was buzzing.

Su Cheng turned the Buddha bead in his hand, pushed his glasses with the other hand, didn't have a chance to answer with Meng Fu, and said to Wei Jingke gently: "Wei Jingke, pack up your things immediately and go back to the capital." ”

From Su Cheng's appearance to now, it has only been a few minutes.

Wei Jingke raised his head suddenly, and he looked at Su Cheng.

Su Cheng is still the same as the boy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, warm as jade, obviously smiling, but Wei Jingke caught a glimpse of the cold chill in his smiling eyes.

Wei Jingke didn't say anything, only pursed his lips, and walked out of Su Di's room with his head down.

Old Doctor Luo didn't say anything from beginning to end, just looked at Wei Jingke and shook his head.

After Wei Jingke went out, Old Doctor Luo shook his head and comforted Meng Fu, "Miss Meng, don't mind, this Wei Shao, he is sick." ”

Meng Fu pinched her wrist, she turned her head, looked at Old Doctor Luo, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were a little scattered, and she snorted: "Otherwise, why am I still talking to you here?" ”

But if Wei Jingke was a normal person, Meng Fu would have gone up to follow him a long time ago.

In the early years, Master taught her not to bully the old, weak, sick and disabled, she was not a good person in the traditional sense, but she remembered what Master said,

Dr. Luo didn't know why.

Su Cheng smiled, his eyes half lowered, "Let's go, I'll send you back to rest." ”

The two left.

Old Doctor Luo was strange, but he was not idle, recording Su Di's data.

Several precision instruments in the room suddenly "ticked" a few times.

Old Doctor Luo pushed down his glasses, looking at the new data displayed on them, and his wrinkled face was full of consternation, "This ...... How could it be ......"

"What's wrong?" Wei Jingke, who was packing his package and preparing to leave, heard the sound and hurriedly came in.

"The power in Mr. Su Di's body has been controlled, but the new treatment plan I discussed with Miss Feng has not yet begun, and even if it does, it won't work ......so quickly," Luo Lao said this, his eyes touched the glass bottle on the table, and he suddenly paused.

I walked straight to the table, picked up the glass bottle, opened the lid and sniffed it.

The whole person was shocked, "This, this ......"

Wei Jingke's eyes moved over, and at this time he also found something wrong: "Old Luo, you ......"

"This perfume is not blues, and it definitely has the level of blues, at least 27% or more!" Luo Lao closed the lid, he looked at Wei Jingke, and said firmly.

After staying up for two days and nights, Wei Jingke, who was dizzy, suddenly woke up: "27% utilization rate? Just a few people on the Skynet ranking can make it, right? You're not mistaken? ”

Speaking of this, Wei Jingke himself was stunned by himself, and he remembered that Luo Lao was also one of the vice presidents of the Beijing Association of Fragrances, and his ability to taste spices would definitely not be wrong.

Therefore, Wei Jingke looked at the glass bottle in Luo Lao's hand, "With a purity of more than 27%, she actually brought it to Su Di ......"

Everyone has a breath of qi in their body, and the people in the ancient martial arts world have turned this power into their own use through ancient books, but the power is too domineering, and external forces are needed to coordinate, otherwise it will hurt the internal organs, and the best adjustment is the spice mixed with medicine.

As a result, a profession was born, perfumer.

Perfumers can not only regulate the strength in their bodies, but some powerful perfumers can achieve medical effects through the fusion of medicinal spices, and top perfumers can also prolong life and other auxiliary gains......

But it is too difficult to become this kind of perfumer, not only is it talented in perfumery, but also needs to have rich pharmacological knowledge, so it is rare to be called this kind of perfumer.

Every perfumer has been co-opted by powerful forces.

Perfumers are also graded, the higher the purity of the drug, the more useful the fragrance, and the entry is 10% purity.

Most perfumers are at 10%-20% purity, and more than 30% is superb.

The blues are the best of 30% damage.

In the past two years, the blues spices that have been circulating on the market have suddenly disappeared, and the ancient martial arts world in the capital has almost fallen into chaos, and spices with a purity of 30% are extremely rare, not to mention the disappearance of blues in the past two years, let alone 30%, and even 25% Skynet ports are difficult to find.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as sky-high.

Hearing Luo Lao say that Meng Fu used this level of stuff for Su Di, his eyes were deeply shocked, "This precious spice, she actually used it for Su Di so casually......"

Obviously, she heard that Su Di was in a coma, and she went to participate in the competition without saying anything......

Thinking of this, after staying up for two nights, Wei Jingke, who was not clear in his mind, suddenly sobered up, and finally understood why Su Cheng had just driven him out of T City.

"So, so she just said that she would see Su Di, didn't she mean it was a lie?" Wei Jingke asked, in fact, there was no need for Luo Lao to answer, she could use the things that were made as heirlooms to Su Di like this, and she would never pretend to do anything.

Thinking of this, Wei Jingke smiled reluctantly, and then turned his head to look at the trash can, his heart was full of fear, he almost broke the glass bottle just now, but fortunately the glass bottle was not broken.

If not......

Wei Jingke felt that it was not enough for him to apologize for his sins by dying.

**

Meng Fu went home and slept for a while, and was not woken up by a phone call from Mr. Jiang until one o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Old Man Jiang naturally congratulated her on winning the finals, but her voice was too excited and kept blowing up her ears.

Meng Fu put the mobile phone on the table, turned on the voiceover, and let Old Man Jiang say enough alone.

"Fu'er, you already have six million fans," Old Man Jiang coughed, pretending to be calm, "It's only seven days, and it's gone up by two million, can you give me a few more autographs, I'm going to send them to the little sister I just met." ”

Meng Fu: "......"

Old Man Jiang still said to himself, "She is your station sister, she said that she wants to forward the lottery, I will send her a few gifts, just take your signed photo, don't forget, I'll go to the waves again." ”

He said, hanging up.

Old man Jiang, who hung up the phone, sent a private message to the little sister he met at the scene last time - [Child, you are still a student, don't smoke such expensive things, I will send you something tomorrow. 】

The little sister hasn't returned yet, and Old Man Jiang is not in a hurry, and tells the little nurse next to him that as long as the little sister returns, she will immediately look for him.

Here, Meng Fu's lord is out.

Meng Fu looked at the phone that Old Man Jiang hung up, was silent for a minute, and then clicked on the search page and searched for the entry of "Station Sister".

It wasn't until a phone call from Zhao Fan that she woke her up.

"It's at your door, open the door, why are you only answering the phone now?" Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows.

Meng Fu let out an "ah", she dragged the heavy Bu Feng to the door, opened the door in advance, and fell into confusion: "Why is my grandfather more fashionable than me?" ”

Zhao Fan dragged his suitcase in, closed the door, and wondered while changing his shoes: "What's wrong, what's wrong with your grandfather?" ”

Meng Fu explained.

Zhao Fan, who listened to the explanation: "......" You, t, m, still have a face to ask?

I've been an artist for two years, and I don't even understand any of this?

"Okay," Zhao Fan felt that he had a long way to go, "Let me tell you the right thing first, first, the pigeon newspaper will give you a special interview, and second, "A Day of Stars", the director decided to open up a special program for you, that is, like the previous Shengjun, to start an activity centered on your life!" ”

According to the coffee position, Meng Fu is definitely not worthy of the director to open up an issue for her.

But this time Meng Fu's popularity is too great, and it's been a day, and the popularity of Weibo hasn't dropped yet.

Major websites and small videos are frantically brushing her videos, the first finals in five years, Meng Fu is indeed worthy of this topic.

Therefore, after careful consideration, the director of "A Day of Stars" wanted to take this opportunity to open up a program for Meng Fu.

"I think so, this live broadcast can't be pounced, this issue of the director team hopes that you can invite other guests to appear, last time Sheng Jun invited the teacher of the Painting Association, she played very loudly that issue. If you can, I hope you can consider starting with the Jiang family," Zhao Fan put the contract in front of Meng Fu and said: "Because you have to arrange accommodation for the other three guests, you will definitely not be able to do this shabby place, if you are a person, your grandfather or your father will do, and your grandfather or something, as soon as it comes out, it will be absolutely upside down." ”

Meng Fu came back to his senses and didn't think about it, "No." ”

"Why?" Zhao Fan didn't understand, "Then where are you going?" It's not impossible for the program team to arrange it for you, but the audience will definitely be able to pick it up......"

"No need for the program group," Meng Fu looked at the price given by the director, signed his name, and didn't raise his head: "My hometown." ”

Home?

Zhao Fan vaguely recalled Meng Fu's hometown, a nameless mountain city.

"You're old ...... Not seriously, right? Zhao Fan saw Meng Fu's calm appearance, and couldn't help but pause, "Where can a mountain city have your grandfather and what they have to see?" ”