“You can also see that the skin on my lips is gone and it stings intensely whenever I touch it.
Moreover, I can feel that the skin around my mouth is starting to thin, and I can feel air blowing into my mouth when I sleep at night.
This month, I have been to all the well-known hospitals in the country and done all the necessary tests, but I still can't find the cause of the disease.
I'm afraid it will continue to grow and spread all over my body."
After briefly explaining what had happened, George went to the refrigerator and took out a bag of ice cubes and put it on his mouth.
When I was talking just now, the friction between my upper and lower mouths made the stinging on my lips more obvious.
Su Yan: "Are you done?"
"Yes, that's roughly the process. I've omitted some details that I don't think are necessary."
"Why didn't you tell me about the dream you had when your teeth were hurting?"
"Oh, you mean the dream, it was a bit strange.
In fact, the content of the dream was very simple. Several people surrounded me and verbally attacked me.
From my appearance to my figure, to my personality, in their eyes, I am a useless waste.
However, I am a person with strong mental qualities, and their words have no effect on me.
Master, could my illness be related to them? But I have no connection with them.
Here, George used a little trick. He said there was no intersection, not that they didn't know each other.
Su Yan expected that someone like him would be dishonest: "But you have seen them, or you have participated in their lives.
Mr. Qiao, you really have no idea what is wrong with you."
George's relaxed expression froze on his face: "Master, I don't know what you are talking about. I am already so miserable. If I knew the cause, I would never let myself become like this.
Everyone's dreams are different, and you can't be prejudiced against me just because of what happened in my dream."
Seeing that he didn't tell the truth, Su Yan changed the subject: "Mr. Qiao, what do you do for a living?"
"I don't like being bound by others, so I do some work at home that doesn't require me to interact with other people."
"You don't have to be so subtle. You're just someone else's water army, right?"
George had expected his identity to be revealed, so he took out the trumpet he had prepared long ago.
“I do work as a troll army, but all I do are small things like helping sellers get good reviews and celebrities control reviews, which is not a big deal.
Besides, this is a job. This person pays me and I copy and paste some common words.
Although it doesn't sound like a legitimate job, I don't steal or rob, so it's not shameful."
The number George took out was the one he used when he first went to college, and at that time he really only did these jobs.
After becoming proficient in the business, he no longer wanted to be controlled by others, but took the initiative to contact the boss who assigned him tasks and became a small contact person.
Afterwards, he used his identity as a middleman to accumulate a lot of wealth, and also bought many accounts with a few fans from the Internet.
He used these accounts to express different views on the same event.
Because of his fierce words and critical perspective on things, he quickly attracted a group of loyal fans.
After work, because he is not satisfied with his work, he will condemn the perpetrators of some things, and his die-hard fans will follow him to condemn others.
After seeing how influential his account was, he had a taste of power and began to act according to his own preferences.
Many innocent people were verbally abused by him just because they disliked him, and in serious cases, he would even conduct human flesh searches on them.
Su Yan: "You don't have to fool me with your trumpet.
Mr. Qiao, you know exactly how many numbers you have. Do you still remember the girl who died last month because of you?
"She was a poor girl who worked part-time during her spare time to supplement her family income.
Just because of a blurry video, you used your big account to lead the trend and say that children from poor families are really not clean.
You still have some conscience if you just try to stir up trouble, but you actually encouraged your subordinates to go to the girl's workplace to live broadcast.
They even found the girl's mother in the hospital and visited her to ask her about her daughter's stealing and whether she felt she was a burden to her daughter.
The girl who was forced into a desperate situation by you could only prove her innocence by dying.
If her roommates had not discovered it early and sent her to the hospital in time, she would have successfully committed suicide by cutting her wrists.
Her fierce resistance earned her the opportunity to review the surveillance footage, which allowed her to prove her innocence.
And yet you, the source of this tragedy, deleted your comments, said a simple "I'm sorry," and pretended it never happened.
"Mr. Qiao, I thought these would teach you a lesson and make you restrain yourself a little.
Two days later, you repeated the same trick and used another account to attack another innocent person.
This person was not as lucky as the previous girl. When his family found him, he had sunk to the bottom of the river and passed away.
Mr. Qiao..."
I was wondering why there are so many people trying to manipulate the news, and it turns out they're paid.
As soon as I saw his angry tone, I knew what the master said was true. Now that he has become like this, it is the retribution he deserves.
[That is, when I think of so many innocent people who committed suicide, I want the master to stop treating him.]
[Brothers, I have made some progress in computers. Wait for the good news when I reveal his true identity.]
"Enough!" George interrupted Su Yan and ignored the pain in his mouth, defending himself loudly.
"You said these are all fabricated. Mobile phone numbers are now registered with real names. How could I register so many accounts with just one mobile phone number?
Master, I know you have extraordinary abilities, and I also know you can see that I doubted you when you first started live streaming.
If you don't want to treat me, just say so directly, and don't retaliate against me."
Su Yan looked at George sarcastically, who still wanted to throw dirty water on her: "Even a child wouldn't believe the excuses you made.
Since you think I'm vindictive, just log off the show. I hope you can find a cure for your illness in the future.
I want to warn you that if you continue like this, your whole face will be covered with black bubbles.
By then, you will be able to speak less and less, and when your upper and lower lips are glued together, you will become mute."
George didn't take Su Yan's words to heart. She regarded these advices as a means for Su Yan to scare him.
Seeing that he couldn't get a solution from Su Yan, he revealed his true colors: "I have always done things with a clear conscience, I just hope that the master will not slander others casually in the future.
So as not to become what you say. "
Su Yan admired his courage: "Then I wish you good luck."
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