Chapter 24 Lying Down Again [Update 2] The outside world thought you were seriously ill and dying. ...
In the end times, Professor Bian created the epoch-making Dawn No. 1, but what he received was not flowers and applause, but covetousness and hunting. He knew very well that human hearts are always treacherous.
This is normal.
Yet, in this world, aside from a few people with pink eye, everyone was so enthusiastic? So friendly? So respectful?
To be honest, Bian Ling is not really used to it.
[Host, are you okay? You don't seem to be in the right state.]
The system is really scared. The host is too emotional and never hides it. So once the host starts to be abnormal, it is really abnormal.
It was terribly worried, fearing its host would go out in the middle of the night and dig a hole to bury it. Professor Bian was truly capable of such a thing! He could even dig as quickly as possible!
"You little thing, your emotion sensing program is quite sensitive." Bian Ling crossed his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, and stared at the sunset in the distance. This sunset was very similar to the one he saw on his first day crossing over, a brilliant red that dyed the sky a different color. He actually didn't like watching sunsets. "How boring."
How about going to work tomorrow? Don't you really like CPU scumbag Xue Tao?
"I'm a bit fed up with it. He doesn't even resist. It's boring." After he published the top magazine, Xue turned into a bootlicker in the circle of friends, praising his talent six times a day. It's disgusting to watch.
[Then…how about some fried chicken and Coke?] It can order takeout and secretly request diet Coke.
Bian Ling was amused by the system for some reason: "Wow, you weren't like this before. But since you've invited me so kindly, I can't refuse. Let's go!"
[This... isn't good. Didn't President Wen and Lawyer Xie tell you not to go out?]
"Am I an obedient person?"
【……】
Bian Ling changed his clothes and went out like the wind. There was finally a cool breeze in the evening, which was a signal that autumn was about to arrive and also meant the coming of a good harvest.
Because of an article in a top magazine, Bian Ling became a hot topic around the world. If it weren't for the lack of time, the marketing account might even have dug out his elementary school essays when he was in elementary school in a remote mountain area.
The people in this world are still too enthusiastic.
Fortunately, when Professor Bian walks on the street now, no one recognizes him. At most, because of his outstanding appearance, people can't help but look at him twice.
Look how nice Premier Wen is! He knows you don't like being disturbed, and he even deleted all the photos of you online.
Bian Ling smiled softly. "Isn't this the most basic thing? I'm his savior. In ancient times, he would have pledged his loyalty to me and become my servant. Why should you be so moved by such a small thing? Empathizing with others means you're wasting your own energy. Try not to squander your emotional reserves. System, it's time to update your built-in plugins."
Who is the system after all?
[Host, do you feel that this world is too peaceful and you find it hard to adapt?]
"Shut up!"
Bian Ling just walked aimlessly along the street. He said he came out to eat fried chicken. He passed by three or four KFC and McDonald's, but Professor Bian didn't seem to want to go in.
But at this time, the system didn't dare to say a word, for fear that if it said something wrong, the host would jump off the overpass.
We walked until it was completely dark, and a phone call interrupted our walk to Bianling.
"Shen Yuchuan?"
"Can I, see you?"
Bian Ling thought for a moment, then looked up and saw a barbecue restaurant that had just opened a small storefront: "Then come find me."
When Shen Yuchuan arrived, he happened to see Bian Ling sitting alone on a plastic bench on the street. An auntie in an apron enthusiastically brought a large plate of grilled skewers to the table. Although he was obviously a complete misfit, he had integrated surprisingly well.
Bian Ling took a bite of the lamb skewers and found them just as good as the private dishes Lawyer Xie had taken him to. He looked up and said, "You're here! Are you here to get your mother's wake-up ring back from me?"
Shen Yuchuan paused, and sat down a little awkwardly. He looked around for a while: "No, you..."
"Me what?"
"You came out alone? No one to protect you?" Shen Yuchuan knew too well the value of that top journal. In his eyes, Bian Ling was no different from a precious giant panda. "Didn't the country contact you?"
Bian Ling thought for a moment and said, "Maybe there is. President Wen will take care of it."
Shen Yuchuan had met Wen Xun at the door of the rental house that day. Now that he thought about it, Bian Ling had already developed a special medicine at that time, so that's why Boss Wen came to seek medical treatment despite his illness: "Are you and Boss Wen planning to cooperate to start a pharmaceutical company?"
"Are you so concerned about whether I can open a pharmaceutical company? Is someone in your family sick? Why is this the right treatment?"
Shen Yuchuan was speechless. He was always amazed at the other person's sharpness and directness, but he couldn't help but feel a little envious. Bian Ling was the person he wanted to be but couldn't be. Whether in academics or as a person, the other person was much better, making it difficult for him to even compare to him. "Well, grandpa has pancreatic cancer."
Oh, the old man is dying, so the Shen family sent the most powerful lobbyist to plead for mercy.
Bian Ling raised his eyebrows: "You want me to save him? What a pity, I have a heart of stone."
In fact, from the beginning, Shen Yuchuan knew that Bian Ling would not agree. The other party was not him. If he had not grown up in the Shen family, he would not be bound by the Shen family. So he said: "Well, I know. I just want to tell you that your parents will not give up easily. You are too valuable. Dad is a person who... puts profit above all else. You have to be careful of his tactics."
Bian Ling was a little surprised: "You don't care about that old man anymore?"
"I... I have some connections from my school days. If your new drug enters clinical trials, I might be able to make some connections and try to get Grandpa in through the normal procedures. Would you look down on me?"
"Why should I look down on you? Do you care too much about what others think?" Bian Ling rarely comes into contact with people like Shen Yuchuan. In the end times, such people have long been extinct. "I'm suddenly a little curious about the diversity of human species... What did you eat to grow up? I'm going to avoid you."
"Ah?" Isn't this idea too radical?
“Chen Yuchuan, considering that you invited me to stay in the hotel for a few days, please let Shen Mingguang contact me. As long as he can agree to my conditions, I will save his life.”
Surprisingly... so easy to talk to?
"Can I know what the conditions are?"
"Of course, it's very simple." Bian Ling propped up his chin, his eyes filled with a sharp look. "Since it's the money to buy your life, then of course you need to exchange it with the most expensive thing. I'm going to pay a lot."
What is the most expensive thing? Shen Yuchuan actually didn't know what was the most precious thing to his grandfather.
Maybe it’s Rongshan Group.
But he had a hunch that if his grandfather really gave Rongshan Group to Bian Ling, Bian Ling probably wouldn't want it.
"I see. Thank you."
As Shen Yuchuan was talking, more skewers were served. The aunt who served them was extremely enthusiastic and even helped to open the beer. He had obviously never eaten in such a place before, and he felt as cramped as if he was visiting a brothel. Bian Ling felt that with this, he could at least eat a few more bites of meat.
Then, perhaps because the skewers were too oily and the beer was too cold, or maybe his stomach was really not cooperating, Bian Ling was admitted to the hospital again.
When President Wen received the call from Shen Yuchuan, his heart almost jumped out of his chest! No one can get into trouble if they are exiled to Lingnan!
"I understand. You take good care of him and don't let him eat at street stalls anymore! I'll be there right away!" Wen Xun hung up the phone, stood up and walked out immediately. The guy named Xie was really useless and couldn't even take care of this.
The person in the world who most deserves to be exiled to Lingnan is Xie Yanwen!
"So anxious? Could it be that Jiayu knows that you are seriously ill and is coming back to see you?" He didn't even know about his grandson. In the past, he only felt this anxious when he was with his wife.
"No, it's Bian Ling who's in the hospital."
Mr. Wen immediately became restless and asked, "What's going on? Could it be that an enemy spy has taken action? I told you, we need to send a guard to protect him!"
"...No, he collapsed while eating at a street stall."
ha? !
This young man doesn't seem to be in good health. Could it be that he was too selfless in his scientific research and his stomach was damaged by starvation? This can't be right: "Go quickly, I'll ask Aunt Li to make some stomach-nourishing soup and send it to the hospital later."
Wen Xun had an expression that was hard to describe. When he arrived at the hospital, not only Director Kuang, but even the dean of the affiliated hospital of Beijing Medical University had arrived. He looked up and was surprised to see that all the elite doctors in the hospital were here.
What’s this?
"Don't worry, it's not..." Is he really suffering from a terminal illness?
Bian Ling's expression was extremely grim: "Now that you're here, make them all leave!"
Wen Xun finally figured out what was going on. Bian Ling's stomach had been in trouble for a few days. The last time he ate fried chicken and drank Coke, he was admitted to the hospital. This time it was not because of hygiene problems at the barbecue stall or his stomach was not in good condition, but... he was allergic to alcohol.
"Don't you know you can't drink? If you drink a little more, you'll be dead!" If he died, Shen Yuchuan would probably just "commit suicide for love", after all, the person drank the alcohol under his nose.
[Wuwuwuwu, host, I'm sorry, it's my fault! I didn't know the original owner was allergic to alcohol!]
'Shut up, please.'
Bian Ling wanted to tear off the IV drip in his hand, but seeing Premier Wen's mournful expression, he felt even more annoyed. "You don't have to die anymore, why do you still have this expression?"
Wen Xun's brows were tightly knitted together: "Bian Ling, be nicer to yourself!"
He always felt that the other person had a mental problem, but after seeing a psychologist, he became very healthy. However, Wen Xun always felt that if he allowed things to continue, there would definitely be a bigger shock waiting for him.
"After you are discharged from the hospital, do you want to visit my house? Not my home where I am recuperating, but my old man really wants to meet you. He especially admires smart people."
“…”
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement. You can't stay in a hotel right now anyway. As for quietness, my old man's place is really quiet. You won't find another place as quiet as this in the whole city of Beijing."
As Wen Xun was speaking, the phone rang again. He picked it up and was stunned.
"What? The world is ending again?"
"No, your admission to the hospital became a hot topic. People outside thought you were seriously ill and dying, and they started burning incense and praying for you!"
Professor Bian: ...It’s not impossible.
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The author has something to say: System: My fragile host has collapsed again! Help, help, help! [Crying][Crying]
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