Shenhao's Daily Life of Ordinary People

Chapter 325 Bedtime Stories
Giselle had also seen Chen Yu at this time, looked at each other, turned her head away, and burst into tears.

During the meeting just now, apart from the pleasantries before the meeting, Chen Yu and Giselle had little communication, so they were not familiar with each other.

So at this moment, Chen Yu hesitated, not knowing what to say, and since Giselle turned his head away, he didn't step forward to intervene.

Unexpectedly, Giselle sobbed softly.

Chen Yu shook his head, and still stepped forward to hand her a tissue:

"Miss Giselle, although I don't know what happened to you, there are many unsatisfactory things in life, but it is a blessing to finally be able to talk to others, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Giselle turned around, feeling her nose sore.

Shaking his head, he took the tissue from Chen Yu and wiped away his tears:

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Wiping away the tears, Giselle took a few deep breaths, calmed down before continuing to speak slowly:

"My brother, my sister, my parents have Delta-Ebola. My sister is even seven years old. It shouldn't be her responsibility. I'm the only one left in our family."

Chen Yu's expression froze.

The mortality rate of this disease is as high as 90%. Once infected with the virus, it basically declares the end of life.

In a family, four out of five were infected.

The remaining one is abroad, afraid to go back to China, and can't even see his family for the last time.

This... is indeed too cruel.

The cruelest thing is that this living person is powerless and can only watch his family step by step into the abyss and disappear at the end of time.

She will live in such shadows all her life.

Chen Yu didn't know how to comfort her, so after thinking about it, he asked:
"Did it just get infected?"

Giselle stood in the wind, her originally elegant sky blue eyes were now confused and empty.

The cold wind blew her hair back, and her body was as light as if it would be blown away by the wind in a second.

"Yeah." Giselle's eyes filled with tears:
"Those who were detected in the census have no symptoms yet. They have taken enough protection, but they did not expect to be infected with the virus."

Asymptomatic infection.

Chen Yu understood and nodded slightly.

Delta-Ebola virus infection varies from person to person. In some people, the virus will lie dormant in the body for more than [-] days before symptoms appear.

And some people even show symptoms a day or two after being infected with the virus.

The speed at which the disease manifests varies widely.

Symptoms also have a variety of manifestations, but the early stage is mainly fever, and the later stage is fatal with multiple organ hemorrhage.

Since Giselle's family members are currently asymptomatic, in Chen Yu's view, there is still hope for survival.

But in Gisele's view, it's basically death.

No one can make specific medicines that can cure patients in just one month or even half a month.

Neither can Jesus.

"Don't be too sad, maybe there will be a good result." Chen Yu comforted.

Giselle shook her head. Good result?

With a 90% fatality rate, do you expect to be that pitiful 10%?
She couldn't help but burst into tears again, sobbing and thanking:

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, you are a good man."

Chen Yu: ? ? ?
Why did you suddenly send out a good card?
As a good person, Chen Yu shook his head lightly, opened his arms and gave her a hug.

This is the way they like to comfort people.

Giselle didn't hold back, hugging Chen Yu, resting her head on Chen Yu's shoulder, crying and complaining about the injustice of fate:

"Why our Guo Jia? Why my family? What did we do wrong? We already respect life enough, but why punish us like this."

Chen Yu felt his shoulders were wet, but he didn't move, allowing her to howl and complain about God's injustice.

Just pat her on the back lightly.

How can there be any fairness in this world?
Everything has to be fought for by oneself.

Giselle's crying also attracted the attention of other participants.It spread, and after a while, many people gathered around.

But seeing Giselle hugging Chen Yu and crying bitterly, she just stood at the door and didn't go forward.

Giselle cried for a while without any scruples. Seeing many people coming, she resisted crying and left Chen Yu's embrace.

Wiping away tears, sobbing:
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I lost my temper. Thank you too, you are a good person."

The corner of Chen Yu's mouth twitched.

Chinese is good.

Seeing that the two were separated, the others all came forward.

Asking what happened, the people from the mission gently comforted Giselle.

When it was learned that Gisele's family had been infected with Delta-Ebola, there was another silence.

Powerless silence.

We can only hope that Gisele's family can become the rare 10%.

The atmosphere was unusually dignified.

After ZF officials learned the information, they secretly reported to the leaders of the imperial capital.

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There are more serious people in the imperial capital.

The meeting continued on and off throughout the day.

Chen Yu, as one of the technical researchers, also participated in the day.

Listen more and talk less.

During the period, Chen Yu didn't say anything to Gisele, but during the coffee break, he heard from the people in the mission that Giselle seemed to be going back to China, even if it was dangerous, she would go back to see her family.

Chen Yu could not intervene in this matter, so he still didn't say anything.

It's just that my heart was touched, and I thought that maybe the special medicine should work harder.

One more person can be saved.

In the evening, the meeting ended.

It was not until evening that Chen Yu returned to Shangri-La Hotel.

Received a call from Lan Feilin that night.

I reported to Chen Yu about the investment in "Innocent Witch" in detail.

"Mr. Chen, our team and the producer have already done a comprehensive job in the form of video conferencing. I will send you the information later. I will go to Shanghai tomorrow. If you have no problem, you only need to Just sign it." After the report, Lan Feilin concluded on the phone.

Experience is good efficiency.

It took two days to negotiate.

"Okay, I won't read the materials. You just need to control the contract and rights and interests. I will sign directly tomorrow. See you tomorrow." Chen Yu said lightly.

"Okay, see you tomorrow. Good night, Mr. Chen." Lan Feilin's voice was crisp.

"Good night."

After chatting with Lan Feilin, Chen Yu went to take a shower, and when he came back, he received a message from the director of "The Unintentional Witch", saying that he would restart the machine the day after tomorrow and asked if Chen Yu was free.

Chen Yu replied that there is no problem.

Then I received a message from Zhang Zifeng, also telling Chen Yu to turn on the machine the day after tomorrow.

Zhang Zifeng sent the script of the day after tomorrow to Chen Yu in advance, so that Chen Yu could familiarize himself with the situation in advance, understand the lines, and understand the character design.

"This is an immersive experience, I think I have to treat you like a real daughter from now on." Chen Yu replied.

Because it was a message, Zhang Zifeng didn't know whether Chen Yu was joking or serious, so he replied:
"Yes. Many actors really need to bring in the role relationship in advance to find the feeling. If you really want to find the feeling in this way, then you can treat me as a daughter."

Her professionalism is still quite high.

For the sake of acting, she doesn't care much about this disordered relationship.

This made Chen Yu stunned for a moment, and resisted the idea of ​​continuing to tease her.

"Daddy is going to bed, good night, daughter." Chen Yu typed and ended the topic.

"Well, good night." Zhang Zifeng replied, paused and sent another message:

"In the movie, there is a scene where the heroine's father is seriously injured and is very worried that the enemy will come again. The young heroine reads stories to her father to help him calm down and fall asleep. Or, do you keep the phone on? I'll tell you a story to fall asleep?"

Chen Yu was taken aback. Also, is there such a service?

This is so good.

"Okay."

The phone was turned on, and after the exchange, Zhang Zifeng's crisp voice came over the phone, which was pleasant to the ear.

Chen Yu was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, enjoying the fringe benefits of being an actor.

With a smile on his face, he fell asleep slowly.

(End of this chapter)