"After waking up briefly and falling asleep again, the doctor said that he had been seriously sleepless recently and needed a good rest, so he was prescribed a diazepam injection."

"Did he get hurt again? What floor are you on? ”

"On the seventh floor." Zhou Wenjing's tone was a little hesitant, "Mr. Fu doesn't have much of a problem, don't worry, madam." ”

Song Xinci thought for a while, "I'll come up to see him now." ”

Zhou Wenjing immediately said, "Don't, don't, don't!" ”

“…… Well? ”

Zhou Wenjing coughed suddenly, "No...... That's the case, madam, it's almost midnight now, and you've been so frightened today, so it's better to rest early. Wait, when Mr. Fu wakes up tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up again. ”

Song Xinci narrowed his good-looking peach blossom eyes, said "oh" lightly, and didn't debunk his weirdness, thought about it and said "Okay" and hung up the phone.

She turned her head to look at Yu Qianqian, the little girl's eyes were red and swollen, but her little face was very stubborn, and she said angrily to Song Xinci, "Now the whole network is following the trend, these people don't know the truth at all, and they are completely beaten up!" Durian TV doesn't want to get rid of responsibility, and Xingyue, a dog company, is even more cowardly, I really want to serve them in a pot! ”

Before Song Xinci could speak, his mobile phone clicked, and a new Weibo push popped up.

#宋新词道歉#

@宋新新词: I'm sorry, this afternoon because of my personal reasons, the Durian TV variety show was not recorded smoothly, wasting the hard work and character power of the directors, colleagues and staff, I am deeply sorry. Here I sincerely apologize to the @durianTV official, and I also apologize for occupying public resources, and I will definitely correct it in the future, please supervise.

Yu Qianqian: "...... Xingyue, this dog thing! What's wrong with you! ”

Song Xinci sneered, this apology is a little too much, Anya said that she would make an apology announcement early, but she didn't expect that when it came at twelve o'clock, Xingyue couldn't wait to "help her" solve the matter.

In less than five minutes, the message has exceeded 10,000, and the official blog of Durian TV has also stayed up all night to forward it-

@榴莲TV: Song Song has also worked hard today, and we will cooperate next time. / Dog's head

Netizens ate melons for a day, but they didn't expect Song Xinci to apologize so simply, and they suddenly felt so boring, and they continued to leave crazy messages on Song Xinci's Weibo.

"Then explain your relationship with the fencing man."

"I heard that you are married, hide your marriage, and come to be an idol to make money, it's disgusting."

"Please don't take our family A-Qing with you! Stay away from A-Qing! ”

"Where did it come from, you want to be crazy, right?"

……

Yu Qianqian also brushed it, and her scalp exploded with anger, "! I want to blow up the durian dog head right now! Obviously, he had already negotiated with Xingyue in private, and he was embarrassed! Just waiting to sacrifice you! I really want to contact the marketing account I know and tear it back! ”

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows while re-boarding the Weibo account and pressing the forward button, "Do you know the marketing account?" ”

"I know, when I was a water army before, I also added two large groups, which are all well-known Internet celebrities, and it is definitely okay to find them, that is...... I guess it's expensive. ”

Song Xinci edited the forwarding word, and pressed the forward without blinking his eyes.

He smiled, "Money is not a problem, you call them all for me." ”

Yu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and instantly felt her blood boiling, "Okay!! ”

Seventh floor

The man on the hospital bed was half-sitting on the mail, his temperament was noble, and his eyes were cold and sober.

Mr. Fu woke up, and there was nothing abnormal in the slightest.

Zhou Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little regretful, the current Mr. Fu has changed back to the most familiar, indifferent, and unapproachable Mr. Fu.

Zhou Wenjing had already read the apology Weibo and pinched his breath for his wife, "Mr. Fu, the matter of Mrs. ......"

Fu Hanyu raised his eyelids lightly and glanced at him, and said coldly, "Don't care." ”