Bei Yichen and Sister Guan sat in the hotel room, and a silent atmosphere enveloped the entire space.

The two sat facing each other, their eyes met, and the sound of Pets' breathing echoed in the quiet air.

Outside the window, the moonlight spilled onto the floor through the gaps in the curtains, creating a faint light and shadow.

Bei Yichen sat on a black sofa, his hands clenched into fists and resting on his knees.

His gaze was a little misty, and Sister Guan's face was reflected in his pupils.

He seemed hesitant to start the conversation.

Sister Guan sat on a chair of the same color, her body leaning forward slightly, and her hands gently resting on her thighs.

Her face was calm and deep, she looked at Bei Yichen, her eyes seemed to ask something, but her lips were tightly closed, and she didn't say half a word.

Time passed quietly in silence, and neither of them had any intention of breaking the silence.

Their breath drifted in the air with the sound of the wind outside the window and the moonlight, forming a wonderful melody.

Finally, Bei Yichen broke the silence, his voice was low and hoarse, "Sister Guan......", he paused, as if thinking about how to continue, "Well, I think you better go back, or, hang out with the one in your family, I'm really good here, nothing will happen." ”

Sister Guan looked at him quietly, her eyes revealing a complicated emotion, but her expression did not change.

Sister Guan still didn't speak, but a subtle change flashed in her eyes, and her eyes as she looked at Bei Yichen revealed a kind of expectation and hope.

Bei Yichen continued: "I'll just talk to you, I will never agree to your affairs." ”

She sat there quietly, letting Bei Yichen's words echo in the air.

He continued to retort: "Who is okay to go to the hospital? I'm not sick, so there's no need to go. ”

Sister Guan looked at him worriedly, worriedly: "But you had a fever before, I'm afraid there is any hidden danger, think about it yourself, what if it's really a virus infection." ”

Bei Yichen sighed helplessly, "Sister Guan, I'm fine." Maybe I've been too tired lately, just take a break. ”

Sister Guan had to take Bei Yichen to the hospital for another good examination, but he didn't want to.

Sister Guan frowned, hesitated, and said, "But, I'm still not at ease." Why don't I get a doctor friend and let him show you? ”

Bei Yichen hurriedly shook his head, "No need, sister." Not really. I'll pay attention to it myself. ”

Sister Guan looked at him, worried and helpless.

Bei Yichen frowned and sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Okay, I promise you." Bei Yichen took a deep breath and nodded.

He knew that Sister Guan's concern was out of responsibility for his body.

Sister Guan's face instantly bloomed with a satisfied smile, as warm as the spring sun.

In the doctor's office, Bei Yichen sat quietly in a chair, listening to the doctor's inquiries and instructions.

Sister Guan listened carefully from the sidelines, answering the doctor's questions from time to time.

After the full body examination, Bei Yichen sat on the bench of the hospital tiredly, waiting for the results.

Sister Guan sat quietly beside him.

Regarding Bei Yichen's admission to the hospital, although he was very careful to cover up his whereabouts, his appearance was still photographed by some paparazzi and fanatical fans.

In the photo, he is dressed in dark clothes, wearing a hat and a mask, trying not to be recognized.

However, his tall stature and unique way of walking allowed him to expose himself.

Despite his best efforts to keep a low profile, his temperament and appearance still attract a lot of attention.

Some speculated that he might have come to the hospital because he looked a little pained on his face.

But there are also those who believe that he may have come to visit the film director.

Whatever his purpose, though, his actions are very low-key and mysterious.

They didn't know why Bei Yichen came to the hospital, but they knew that it must be big news.

Eventually, Bei Yichen left the hospital.

He knew he had been photographed, but he didn't care.

In this fast-paced Internet age, information is flowing like a tide and can sweep the whole world in an instant.

At this moment, a piece of news spread wildly on the Internet like a beast - Bei Yichen was infected with the virus.

This news is like a black hole that swallows people's attention, constantly amplifying and spreading on the Internet.

Various social media platforms such as Weibo, WeChat, and Douyin all occupy a high position on the hot search list.

People rush to retweet and comment, and the emotions of curiosity and anxiety are intertwined, forming a huge information vortex

In the news of the covering, there are all kinds of methods: some of them are a new type of virus, some of them are seriously ill, and some are even rumored to be critically ill.

It's hard to tell whether these messages are true or false, but they all touch people's nerves.

At this moment, on every screen of Rao's mobile phone, there is the news that Bei Yichen is infected with the virus.

Whether it's a café, a subway, or a family gathering, people are talking about it.

The speed of this message is almost comparable to the speed of light.

At the same time, the news also triggered a wide range of emotional reactions.

Fans prayed for Bei Yichen and hoped that he would recover soon.

Many people left messages online expressing their concern and support for him, and some even felt panicked and anxious because of what happened to him.

In this era of rapid change, the power of the web is endless.

A piece of news can spread all over the world in an instant, arousing people's attention and discussion.

The news that Bei Yichen was infected with the virus undoubtedly proves this.

At that heart-wrenching moment, the news of Bei Yichen's infection with the virus swept the entire network like a sudden storm.

This word, which was originally only circulated in the medical field, instantly became the focus of public attention.

Covering the ground, it was like an unstoppable flood, and the Internet was full of news about Bei Yichen being infected with the virus.

News sites, social media, emails, chat groups...... Everywhere and everywhere.

The speed at which the news spread was jaw-dropping.

Within a few hours, Bei Yichen's name and his condition became a hot search keyword on the Internet.

Countless people have expressed their concern and blessings on the Internet, wishing him a speedy recovery.

Every message about him, whether it's a photo of him, an update on his condition, has received a large number of hits and retweets in a very short period of time.

People expressed their support and encouragement to him in various ways, hoping that he would overcome his illness and regain his health.

Bei Yichen sat in his room, staring at the computer screen, with mixed feelings.

His fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard, each word like an inner doubt and uneasiness.

The messages on the Internet flickered one after another, as if to mock his helplessness and helplessness.

He felt trapped in a whirlpool from which he could not escape, and it all stemmed from Sister Guan's suggestion to go to the hospital.

"Look, you had to let me go to the hospital, and now it's like this, you're happy." Bei Yichen whispered, his fingers typing the words on the keyboard.

Every word was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples, making his heart ripple with circle after circle of helplessness and pain.

Bei Yichen didn't really complain about Sister Guan.

Sister Guan took a deep breath and stared at the computer screen with a frown.

She knew that she needed to act quickly and do something for Bei Yichen's image.

The news of Bei Yichen has spread on the Internet, and if measures are not taken in time, the consequences may be serious.

She immediately contacted the company's PR team and urgently convened a crisis PR meeting.

Sister Guan emphasized the importance of this incident in a serious tone, and asked everyone to formulate an effective public relations plan in the shortest possible time.

The public relations team acted quickly, and they first conducted a detailed analysis of Bei Yichen's news and understood the concerns and doubts of netizens.

Then, they developed a comprehensive PR plan, including apologies, explanations, and reparations.

In order to let the public see the sincerity of the company, Sister Guan also came forward to explain in person.

Under the careful planning of the PR team, the company issued an apology statement and related explanations through a variety of channels.

Sister Guan took a deep breath, and hurriedly turned on the computer herself and logged into her social media account.

Her fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard as if playing a symphony of redemption.

Information is sent out like arrows to clarify misunderstood and distorted facts.

Her language is precise and direct, without a hint of ambiguity or ambiguity. She uses clear and clear words to shatter those confusing rumors, like stars cutting through the silence of the night.

Sister Guan's brows were tightly locked, and her eyes shone with determination like stars.

She knows that every clarification is an adherence to the truth, and every voice is a call for justice.

Her fingers are dancing on the keyboard, like a conductor waving a bat, leading a battle for justification on the Internet.

Her words are like a sharp sword, straight to the heart of the matter.

She uses the most direct language to expose lies that try to confuse the public.

Each of her messages was like a bright lightning bolt that illuminated the dark corners, and her words were like the dawn of the morning, dispelling the darkness that sought to obscure the truth.

Sister Guan's fingers danced quickly on the keyboard, and she danced like a dancer in the sea of the Internet.

Her words are full of strength and determination, like a raging flame that illuminates every corner of the online world.

Her clarifying voice is firm and powerful, like a bell that echoes in every corner of cyberspace.

In this online world, Sister Guan proved her courage and determination with her actions.

She uses words as a weapon to resolutely defend the truth.

Her clarifying voice is like the dawn of dawn, leaving no room for the lies that seek to confuse the public.