The top stream from the end of the world [entertainment]

"What's wrong?" Wen Mao asked, he could more or less sense what happened to him.

Ye Wen took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Wen Mao's arm, and said, "Wait a minute, I want to ask someone."

Ye Wen sent the photo to Mohun, "Can you see what it is?"

"This is the wound caused by the latest type of pulse-space shock wave. It is usually used for sneak attacks." Mo Hun quickly replied.

Mo Hun's words matched what Ye Wen remembered. He had seen this kind of wound before in the last days.

"I can't cure this." Ye Wen said.

Wen Mao was in Sparta immediately, and even Ye Wen couldn't cure this. This was undoubtedly Bian Que's three consecutive moves, and there would be two more sentences, "wait for death" and "farewell".

Wen Mao: Is there still time for me to buy a coffin?

But fortunately, Ye Wen said next, "You have the colonel's contact information, go find him quickly, tell him that you suspect that you are being targeted by nrt, and ask them to give you a physical examination."

Wen Mao: "What is nrt?"

He has never heard of nrt, but he has heard of ntr.

Ye Wen said, "nrt is the National Respoeam National Countermeasure Team. It is an overseas organization lurking in the country. It is disgusting."

At the end of the world, the Chinese are very united. When other countries are overwhelmed by themselves, they are the fastest-changing national regime on earth facing zombies and unknowns.

But people from nrt appeared. They have a medicinal liquid that acts on the central nervous system, which can make a person fall into random temperament changes, plan and cause several bases to fall into civil strife, and introduce zombies and other monsters to attack the camp. It's a shit-stirring job, which makes people hate it.

Wen Mao understood, that person didn't come to talk to him about the foundation business at all, he made two-handed preparations, cheated him of money, and cheated him at the same time, realizing that he was being used completely and even scum Not left, his whole body exploded.

Wen Mao: I want your whole family to spiral up into the sky and soar freely in the sky.

The man took the elevator down, came out, walked to a car parked in a street parking space, and opened the door.

When he got into the car, there was a person in the back row who said "Hey", stretched out his hand and touched the air a few times, "You have a small tail on your body, it's not clean, it seems that there is an expert at Wenmao's side, you really Did you get it?"

"Of course I succeeded," the man said, "I injected him with the liquid medicine myself. I'm sure the liquid medicine has taken effect on him, and his behavior pattern has deviated from the normal value, but when I came down, I seemed to meet Ye Wen .”

"Then the person who attacked you should be Ye Wen." He said with a straight face.

Ye Wen noticed that his parasitic seeds had been moved, so he went to the window and looked down.

Although this world is a world without demons, it doesn't mean that there are no people who can feel supernatural powers.

Cen Shao is a typical example. Although he can't see and touch, he can trap parasitic seeds, and parasitic seeds can't attach to him.

"Why didn't you dispel it?" The man in the car who noticed the parasitic seeds frowned. Obviously, the power of the parasitic seeds exceeded his expectations. "It seems that our plan needs to be changed."

Ye Wen stepped up his efforts to sow the parasitic seeds, spreading them all over the place.

Marven Ye: I let you disperse my little seeds, I let you have nowhere to go.

After Ye Wen finished spreading, he took a video of Mo Hun and told him, "I planted tracking seeds on them. If you capture them and separate the seeds while obtaining information, it's okay to use them for research."

Ye Wen's words filled Mo Hun with determination. He accepted the task issued by Ye Wen and went to work.

Ye Wen: Do whatever you want. The people in the research institute next door have been researching for more than half a year, but they haven't researched anything.

Wen Mao called the colonel, explained the matter briefly, and agreed on a time for physical examination and treatment.

Ye Wen waited for Wen Mao to finish the phone call, put the paper bag on the table, and pushed it towards Wen Mao, "I brought it for you."

Wen Mao: Mood +1

"How's the big animation movie doing?" Ye Wen asked.

Hearing Ye Wen's question, Wen Mao thought of the foundation again. He had been given a shot of changing his temperament for no reason.

Wen Mao: Mood -1

"It's being done, and it should be released next year." Wen Mao said, thinking that Ye Wen came to him again to give him a gift, not to ask about such a trivial matter as a movie, he must have something in mind.

Ye Wen said, "I want to go to Fashion Week."

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you." Wen Mao agreed quite readily.

Ye Wen was a little surprised. Could it be that the effect of the gift is so good?

The mainland is always ideologically out of position. The top executives of the Chinese fashion circle are in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and the global fashion circle is based on foreign high-level leaders. Most of the foreign countries are concerned with political correctness such as not recognizing the Chinese map and discriminating against people of yellow race.

He has just been molested by foreign forces, how could Wen Mao continue to stop Ye Wen, he absolutely wants to release Ye Wen, Ye Wen has both conscience and strength, from now on there will be no fashion circle.

Wen Mao: Cub, give it to Grandpa!

"But I have a condition." Wen. The profiteer. If you sell it, you need someone to count the money. Mao went online, "I heard that you still have fewer guests for your live broadcast of mobile games."

Ye Wenwan wanted to say no, but he thought that mobile games were difficult to play in the beginning, and now it has been a long time, and the revision must have made it even more difficult. He wanted to choose a game with a stronger attack power.

Although Wen Mao has always been underwhelmed by him, his offensive power should be very high for the average person. He said expectantly, "How are you playing games?"

This sentence is already very euphemistic in Wen Mao's heart.

Hot knowledge of profiteers: Renminbi conversion = no need to spend money, euphemistic expression = straight ball attack

As long as Wen Mao said that he could play games by himself, Ye Wen would not refuse him.

So, Wen Mao said, "I can, I'm very good at it, you must bring me in the live broadcast."

"Okay, I'll give you a chance." Ye Wen said.

Ye Wen: Take you as a wingman for a try, anyway, I can play games myself x

After Ye Wen finished his day's schedule, he hurried back to the set.

Seeing Xie Lian, Ye Wen said, "I'm late?"

"It's okay, I left early." Xie Li looked a bit out of shape, and explained to Ye Wen.

Said to leave early, in fact, has already torn skin.

Xie Li didn't want to do this, but the fashion week organizers should never cut out the four corners of the map of China.

She knew that the organizer did not intend to do this, it was because foreign maps of China were like this.

In other words, they simply don't have the right map, which is blatant arrogance.

Xie Li couldn't bear it, and ruined her own way in the fashion industry, but she felt it was worth it.

"You don't have to worry about renting a dress in the future." Xie Li smiled at Ye Wen, "It can save a lot of money."

Ye Wen asked, "Are you being bullied?"

Xie Li was stunned.

Ye Wen lowered his eyes, "Then someone is bullying you."

Xie Li skipped the topic of fashion week, "...Ye Wen, let's make a movie."

Liu Li ran in small steps, "Ye Wen, I have selected a few times that can be broadcast live."

"Ask Wen Mao if he has time, he is a guest, let's live broadcast together." Ye Wen said.

Liu Li: "Pink Live?"

Ye Wen: "What kind of noodles, snail noodles, thank you."

Xie Li: "Pfft."

……

In the hospital, Mu Chen's arrival made Ji Junge, who was mature and calm in everyone's eyes, a little flustered.

"I'm sorry." Ji Junge said.

Mu Chen was puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

"Because I was busy with my own affairs during this vacation, I didn't contact you very much." Ji Junge said, "I didn't ask how you were doing, and I didn't share my life with you."

Mu Chen was stunned by Ji Junge's words. She didn't expect Ji Junge to apologize to her for such a trivial matter, but she was a little happy, which meant that she held a heavy weight in Ji Junge's heart.

On the way Mu Chen came, he saw many patients in the hospital with sincere gratitude to Ji Junge on their faces.

Now Mu Chen felt that a soft-hearted person like Ji Junge deserved their loyalty.

"You are doing something that many people will not do, but it is very meaningful," Mu Chen said, "Can I join you?"

"Hey!" Ji Junge rarely showed a young boy's youthful expression, and the woman he liked decided to work with him. This sudden situation knocked him down who had never been in a relationship before. He hesitated and said, "Okay, but it's very hard, or should I do it?"

"How is it going now?" Mu Chen asked.

The topic returned to Ji Junge's familiar things. His face regained his composure and composure, and he forgot the tension just now. He only showed a serious look when he was doing things. "The control is very successful. Sexual antibodies, I believe that the treatment for cosmic tides will soon be available."

Mu Chen's expression darkened when he heard that the plasma in the recovered human body has curative effects. She said, "Once the results of this research are exposed, the price of the plasma on the black market will skyrocket, and their safety will not be guaranteed. Rich people will want to buy it, and a new round of bloody persecution is about to begin."

When Ji Junge heard Mu Chen's words, he also realized that he had been focusing on how to solve the cosmic tide during this period of time, and he didn't measure people's hearts at all.

But it's too late.

The fact that the cured person's plasma is effective has been spread, and those who should know it, and those who shouldn't know it, all know it.

For a while, people's hearts were fluctuating, and some rumors were rampant—"Why do we invest a lot of money in research methods, as long as there is plasma from the healer, isn't it enough?" There are already a lot of people, and the remaining people don’t need to use new methods for treatment, which is too expensive.”

Ji Junge frowned. They determined that a patient's recovery did not mean the end, and they would continue to watch with gentle eyes and continue medical follow-up for at least fourteen days.

But after the news came out, many recoveries who were in the follow-up period lost contact one by one, as if they were a drop of water dissolved in the sea, and no trace could be found anymore.

"I'm not going to be discharged from the hospital yet." Ji Junge said.

The doctor said, "But the pressure on our beds will become very high."

"We cured them and let him go home, so that he was taken away and died without a whole body. Is this what our doctors should do?" Ji Junge asked.

The doctor didn't speak, but just let out a long sigh. It's not like he didn't know what happened outside the hospital, he just couldn't do anything about it.

He is a doctor, and he has done his duty as a doctor by pulling patients away from death.

Human beings push patients into the abyss again for profit, which is beyond his power.

It's just that driven by interests, some people took the risk and put their hands in the hospital.

Something happened that shocked everyone.

In the hospital, the blood of the cured was drained alive.

Evidence showed that the murderer was targeting Mu Chen.

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