What's wrong with me?

Having a nightmare?

Meng Feibai gradually calmed down, and found that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Immediately after that, the pinprick pain hit his whole body, and he glanced at the various needles that had detached himself from his body because he had suddenly got up, and pressed the button next to the bed with the pain.

A short time later, several nurses walked briskly into the room and turned him into a mummy covered in tubes once more.

When the nurses were gone, he lay on his bed staring blankly at the ceiling.

Strange, what did I just dream about? Why is there no impression at all?

At this time, no matter how he recalled, he couldn't remember even the slightest bit of the content of the dream, and after trying in vain for a while, he reluctantly closed his eyes and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Two weeks later.

After the careful conditioning of the medical staff of the Jiangdu Branch, Meng Feibai's body has recovered most of it, although so, Meng Feibai, who is accustomed to the superhuman state in the past, is very unaccustomed to it after suddenly becoming an ordinary person.

At this time, he finally understood Ling Mingyue's feelings.

"This feeling of powerlessness is really hopeless."

He glanced out the window at the rustling leaves rustling in the wind, and boredly picked up the newspaper at the bedside.

I have to say that as a super newcomer who has already made his mark in the music scene, Wang Yifu's sudden death caused a great sensation, and newspapers have been reporting on it for several days.

Regarding the cause of Wang Yifu's death, the media and the vast number of melon-eating people have given full play to their imagination.

Some people say that Wang Yifu offended the industry boss and was assassinated.

Some people also said that he was unbearable to the unspoken rules and unwilling to be the plaything of the bigwigs, and was dealt with after resisting to no avail.

Some people also found out that his agent Gu Weiwei also passed away at the same time, so they thought that the two were unbearable to be disturbed by the chaos of the world, so they made an appointment to be martyred.

In short, no one believed the police conclusion that both men committed suicide.

After reading the newspaper for a while, Wang Yifu frowned and threw the newspaper aside.

Although two weeks have passed, the gossip about Wang Yifu has not stopped, but has intensified. Meng Feibai knew that all this was being manipulated by capital.

Although Wang Yifu is dead, the capital behind him still refuses to give up, and they are like insatiable bloodsuckers, trying to squeeze out all the value that Wang Yifu has left.

This practice of eating human blood steamed buns made Meng Feibai feel very unacceptable, but he was powerless to change.

If one day I die, will someone lie on my corpse and suck my blood?

Meng Fei shivered, then shook his head.

No, if I die, it must be in the battle with the infected, then I am a martyr, although this world is materialistic, but there will be no bottom line to the point where even the martyr's blood steamed buns have to be eaten. Even if they wanted to eat, Mr. Zhou and Chang Qi would not agree.

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved, sighed slightly, and then muttered with a wry smile:

"This is one of my perks as a purifier."

"What benefits?"

The sudden remembered voice startled Meng Feibai, and he raised his head suddenly, only to find that Han Shuyan had actually appeared in the ward.

"Damn, why are you here?!"

Meng Feibai glared and asked in disbelief.

Han Shuyan closed the door, rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said angrily:

"Why can't I be here, my grandfather is the boss here."

Meng Feibai then remembered the relationship between Han Xiyao and Han Shuyan, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said with a smile:

"I forgot about this stubble, but even if you are the granddaughter of Captain Han, as an ordinary person, you can't just go in and out of here, right?"

Han Shuyan was already sitting on the chair next to Meng Feibai's bed at this time, and pouted dissatisfied:

"Cut, do you think I want to come, if it weren't for Mr. Zhou informing me to pick you up, I wouldn't want to come here, and the people I met along the way looked at me like monsters."

Meng Fei paused for a moment, and then asked:

"Take me back?"

Han Shuyan looked at Meng Feibai with dissatisfaction and said:

"Yes, Mr. Zhou didn't know where to hear that your body has almost recovered, so let me pick you up.

Don't you know, those gossip media don't know where they knew that Wang Yifu had contact with you before his death, and you suddenly disappeared for two weeks, which can inspire their creation, if the company hadn't spent a lot of money to stabilize those media, you would have been on the newspaper headlines with Wang Yifu for several days, and they even wrote the press release of your and Wang Yifu's forbidden love. ”

"Sleep... trough..."

Meng Feibai couldn't help but be dumbfounded, deeply shocked by the well-informed information and excellent imagination of his media friends.

"In short, as long as you don't appear in front of the public for a day, they won't give up gossiping about you for a day, although they didn't openly let you report it under the pressure of the company, but there are still rumors that you and Wang Yifu have been martyred in private, which is very detrimental to your image and development.

So after learning that your body is almost recovering, Mr. Zhou immediately asked me to pick you up, your itinerary for the next two weeks has been arranged, and when you return to Kyoto, you will immediately attend an event to break the rumors.

Also, when the time comes, the media will definitely hold on to Wang Yifu's question, you must be fully prepared, don't be tricked by them.

Alas, you said when you had an accident, you have to have an accident now, do you know how many plans you disrupted the company by not being there for two weeks......"

It can be seen that Han Shuyan is also under a lot of pressure during this time, so he will instantly turn into a chatter after seeing Meng Feibai, and frantically turn on the spit mode.

Meng Feibai suddenly felt that he had fallen into a flock of ducks, and was quarreled with by Han Shuyan.

Finally, Han Shuyan breathed a long sigh of relief after experiencing a crazy output, it seemed that she had vented the depression in her heart at one time, after seeing Meng Feibai's vegetable-looking appearance, she couldn't help but smile, and after turning her big smart eyes a few times, she suddenly came to Meng Feibai's side and asked with gossip:

"So, how did Run Wong die?"

Meng Feibai glanced at her, raised his hand weakly and put it on his face, and said in a sullen voice:

"I don't know, don't ask me, I want to rest."

"Oh, let's talk about it! I must not tell anyone! ”

Han Shu was sure that Meng Feibai must know some inside information, so he grabbed his arm and shook it while lying coquettishly.

Meng Feibai looked at Han Shuyan with tears and laughter, and couldn't help but complain:

"Sister Shu Yan, please pay attention to your behavior, you will collapse your elite woman's personality like this."

Han Shuyan continued to shake Meng Feibai's arm as if he hadn't heard it, completely letting go of himself under the raging fire of gossip.

"If you don't tell me today, I'll keep pestering you, if there are outsiders here, I don't care what you think of me."

Meng Feibai looked at Han Shuyan's face getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but reach out and try to break away the hands that were holding his arms, but at this time, he was not as good as a normal person compared to his strength, and he couldn't break free from Han Shuyan's clutches after a few attempts.

Meng Feibai was ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but blush.

Han Shuyan was very proud when he saw this, and laughed and teased Meng Feibai.

"Guy, smash, don't struggle, hurry up and get away from me hahahaha."

Meng Feibai, who was nakedly molested, was filled with grief and indignation, and was about to open his mouth to scold twice, when the door of the ward was pulled open from the outside.

Han Xiyao, whose face was as heavy as water, walked into the ward and stared at the two of them who were tearing endlessly without saying a word.

Meng Feibai and Han Shuyan's bodies stiffened, and they subconsciously raised their heads and glanced at each other, and then they invariably saw the word "Sleep" from each other's eyes.

In the embarrassing silence, Meng Feibai couldn't help but think of a lyric:

I'm most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet...