Chapter 7 Post-masochistic stress response
After hesitating for a long time, Wan Haihui finally dialed the number.
"Dr. Ji? The child that Lao Fu and I brought here today. No one is home. Please keep an eye on him while he's in the hospital. Let me know if anything happens."
Fu Hanchuan caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.
Wan Haihui inadvertently turned on speakerphone.
"Is that Mr. Wen? But he just left." A puzzled voice came from the other end.
Wan Haihui: "..."
"He's gone!?"
“We were going to have him admitted to the hospital, but he said he had an emergency and we couldn’t keep him there. He took the medicine and left.”
"..."
Wan Haihui swallowed hard and said with a dry laugh, "Okay, I got it. Thanks for your hard work today."
"It's alright, it's the right thing to do. But you should still take him for a full check-up next time. Did he have stomach surgery before? Did he or someone else feed him any foreign objects? I see that Mr. Wen's stomach and esophagus... are severely ulcerated. I guess he has some difficulty eating normally."
"And, Mr. Wen's abdomen, that..."
Wan Haihui: "Okay! We understand!"
Help! Stop talking!!!
The young man stopped speaking, hesitated for a moment, and, with the compassion of a doctor, couldn't help but offer another word of advice.
"You should advise Mr. Wen to come to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible. Early treatment will at least reduce his suffering."
The call ended.
Wan Haihui glanced furtively at the man beside him.
Fu Hanchuan's expression was gloomy, as if he was suppressing a monstrous wave, and his aura had dropped to freezing point.
In the hospital office, Ji Shenhuai stared at the test report on his computer, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Oh, Dr. Ji, why are you still looking at this? Didn't Wen Yanyu leave long ago?"
The young woman, holding a cup of goji berries, swung her chair closer, casually picking up a ballpoint pen and putting it into her pocket.
Ji Shenhuai snapped out of his daze, rubbed his temples, and said, "I just always felt that something was off about that patient's condition."
"By the way, Dr. Ji, you probably didn't know, but that patient was a celebrity. Celebrities probably have to control their weight, so their stomachs aren't very healthy."
The woman took a sip of hot tea, and thinking of the rumors circulating online about Fu Hanchuan, who supposedly loathed Wen Yanyu, and how flustered he was when he brought Wen Yanyu here, she clicked her tongue softly.
As expected, you can't believe everything you hear online.
Ji Shenhuai shook his head and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. "I suspect he has been subjected to long-term abuse."
"!" The woman was so startled she almost slipped off her chair, stammering, "Really?! What era are we living in? How could that be?! If it were true, he would have called the police already!"
Thinking back to when they were first brought to the hospital for the injection, how they were in a dazed state, instinctively resisting and fearing, their resistance to anesthesia, and their tolerance to pain.
When the nurse removed the needle, the person closed their eyes, afraid to look at the needle, and their leg muscles trembled while their upper body stiffened.
In an attempt to confirm my suspicions, I asked the other person a few common-sense questions. As a result, I was completely unable to concentrate, my cognition became disordered, and I looked anxious and fearful as I looked at my own attire.
This is a very typical post-masochistic stress response.
The wound on the other person's waist was clearly caused by someone cruelly cutting it open bit by bit with a blunt instrument and then haphazardly stitching it up. Near the wound were a bunch of marks that were obviously left by cigarette burns. It was clearly a perverse hobby. How could someone survive such an injury?
That person is probably a "doctor" with a strong sadistic streak.
"It should be right."
Thinking of the patients he had met abroad, Ji Shenhuai's gaze darkened slightly. He closed the documents in his hand and wrote down the contact information they had left behind.
We can't just leave it unattended.
The sound of running water in the bathroom was constant.
Wen Yanyu curled up in the bathtub and looked through the information Li Lan had sent her.
The lifestyle variety show "Let's Go Traveling Together" invited me to participate in a month-long live broadcast, with a fee of over 3 million yuan per episode, so naturally I had no reason to refuse.
The filming will take place in three days.
However, Wen Yanyu sighed, realizing that the painkillers she had finally managed to get were left at the male lead's house.
Help!
My medicine!!!
I've caused the other person so much trouble.
Although I feel like I can control my body freely now, who knows what the future holds? It would be too much to stick to it any further.
Fortunately, although the doctor was a bit strange this time, he was very easy to talk to and prescribed him new painkillers; otherwise, he wouldn't know how he would have endured it.
He only has a little over three years left before his supposed death date in the story.
Although Bad Dog claims he is free, he is skeptical of this claim, having learned his lesson. Besides, it's questionable whether this body can even last three years.
Wen Yanyu lowered his eyes and sighed.
Make some money and enjoy your last bit of freedom.
【Let's Go Traveling Together V】: This episode features @Lu MingxuV, @SangyuV, @Duan MufengV, @Jiang KeyanV, @Jiang WanrouV, and @Wen YanyuV, who will be living together for the next month. Please watch the live stream on the Eggplant website in three days.
"Lu Ge and Xiao Yu! My favorite couple! They've teamed up!!"
"Hehe, Lu Mingxu, you should be secretly happy to be able to record a variety show with your wife."
"...That's enough of someone's fans. My Lu-ge only acted in a drama with your idol. It's been so long. Aren't you satisfied with leeching off him yet?"
"Oh my, you're getting anxious. The toxic fan has met his real sister-in-law and he's getting anxious. It's okay if you hate her, your brother loves her to death anyway."
"Are you crazy? Try pairing him with another one! He was forced to issue two statements by a certain company before, and Brother Lu was so disgusted that he refused to act. Try hyping up your childhood sweetheart again?"
"Wen Yanyu... he's not dead? Oh no, I can already imagine what kind of trouble he'll cause on the variety show. Fu Hanchuan is really unlucky to have such a suitor."
"Where is this episode? I'm curious."
Even before the show aired, its popularity was already soaring.
Inside the airport, Wen Yanyu pulled her coat tighter, picked up her luggage, and prepared to board the plane.
Seeing Wen Yanyu's frail appearance, which had become even thinner, Li Lan choked up: "Remember to check if you have all the medicine. When you get to the village, be sure to eat on time and take good care of yourself."
Knowing that the organizers had no good intentions in inviting their own artists, but having no other choice, this was the only job she could take, Li Lan couldn't help but tear up.
"Yes, I know. It's only a month. I'll take good care of myself." Wen Yanyu hugged the woman who looked worried.
"Okay, go quickly, remember to call your sister when you get there." Li Lan wiped away her tears.
Wen Yanyu put on her mask, waved to her, and turned to walk into the airport.
Not far away, Shen Huainan put away his phone and immediately sent a photo to the four-person group chat.
[Shen Huainan: I saw Wen Yanyu at the airport. It seems he's going to the mountains to film a program. @Fu Hanchuan, your troubles are over, you can finally have some peace and quiet. Aren't you happy?]
(Image of a dragon with furrowed brows.)
[Gu Fengyao: Why is he wearing so many thick clothes in the middle of summer? Isn't he hot?]
[Shen Huainan: I noticed he's lost a lot of weight, and he's walking unsteadily. I guess his body hasn't recovered from what happened last time.]
[Gu Fengyao: Youth is wonderful. Who's that woman next to him?]
[Shen Huainan: Is it her agent? They have a good relationship, and that woman seems quite concerned about Wen Yanyu.]
The two started chatting in the group, one sentence after the other.
I tag Fu Hanchuan every now and then.
[Wan Haihui: You two seem to have a lot of free time lately?]
[Gu Fengyao: Refuses to be the King of Papers.]
[Shen Huainan: With an older sister and a younger sister, he sits back and relaxes, receiving his share of the profits.]
Wan Haihui: Get out! Get out! Get out!
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