I turned my love reality show into Survival in the Wild

Ji Heming took a group of people to the villa where Zhao Junxian lived.

The doctor on the island had already arrived first, and had just finished examining Zhao Junxian's body, when he saw Ji Heming stand up hurriedly.

"Oh, how did this happen?" Ji Heming looked surprised, "Doctor Zhang, is Mr. Zhao okay?"

Dr. Zhang: "It's okay, it's all skin trauma..."

"It's all right?" Zhao Junxian suddenly became angry, and stood up abruptly. He didn't know which wound on his body was involved, grinning his teeth in pain, and couldn't express his anger anymore, but his eyes still conveyed his anger.

Doctor Zhang dared not speak.

It was indeed a skin trauma. It cannot be said to be serious, but it was really not easy. It took ten days and a half months to heal without pain.

For a pampered and rich man like Zhao Junxian, it might really be a serious injury.

Ji Heming frowned, motioned for Dr. Zhang to back away, and said to Zhao Junxian: "Mr. Zhao, there is only one hospital on this island, and the small-scale equipment can't keep up. Since you think you are seriously injured, how about I arrange someone to help you immediately?" Send you out of the island for treatment? What if..."

"Don't be so fucking hypocritical!" Zhao Junxian looked at Ji Heming and became furious, "You did it on purpose, right? You want to drive me away? No way!"

"Mr. Zhao, what are you talking about?" Ji Heming looked very innocent, "You are here to visit us on behalf of the bamboo horse, and we are too late to welcome you. How could you want to drive the benefactor away? You really misunderstood , everyone, right?"

The people who followed hurriedly echoed, their voices were particularly loud.

After they yelled like this, Zhao Junxian realized that it wasn't in private, there were so many people watching, maybe there were cameras following them, some things really weren't suitable to say in public.

He coughed lightly, picked up the patron's airs, and said, "I was too angry just now, don't mind. However, the seriousness of this matter cannot be ignored. The tiger hurt me last night. Tonight and tomorrow night He may have gone to someone's room. So, not only for me, but also for everyone's safety, this matter must be investigated!"

"The tiger hurt you?" Ji Heming looked shocked, and turned to ask the doctor just now, "Doctor Zhang, was Mr. Zhao's wound injured by a tiger? Was it scratched or bitten? Did you see blood? Then you have to get an injection right away." ah."

Doctor Zhang took a look at Zhao Junxian and said, "According to my judgment, they were all injuries from falls, not tigers..."

"Fart! You..." Zhao Junxian wanted to strangle the doctor to death, but in the end he could only pinch himself severely, and barely held back his anger, and said, "Ji Heming, what do you mean? Can I still lie to you?"

Just as Ji Heming was about to speak, footsteps came from outside again, it was Zhuxi and several other guests who had arrived.

"What's the matter? Mr. Zhao, what's the matter with you?" The group of people came in and asked again.

Zhuxi walked up to Ji Heming without any trace, and looked at him with questioning eyes.When he heard that there was a tiger, his expression was not very good.

Ji Heming patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he was fine, and Zhuxi heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhao Junxian talked about what happened last night, and finally said again: "This matter is absolutely true, for everyone's safety, we must investigate it thoroughly!"

"If there is a tiger, then of course we have to find out." Ji Heming stood up and said, "Mr. Zhao is not in a hurry, we will investigate now. I just saw that there is a surveillance camera at the door, Xiao Yang, go and get the video."

Yang Wen went, and quickly called up the video, and Ji Heming simply played it on the big TV in the living room.

In the video, the night is dim, and the surrounding scenery cannot be seen clearly, but a tiger can be seen no matter how it walks by.It can be seen from the video that last night was quiet and there was no sign of a tiger.

Everyone looked at Zhao Junxian with suspicion in their eyes.

Zhao Junxian was a little anxious: "This surveillance can only see the gate, right? In such a big villa, tigers can only come in through the gate."

"Everyone, don't move." Ji Heming said, "Let's check other doors and windows. A tiger as big as Mr. Zhao described would come in without leaving traces."

Of course, it was impossible to find traces, and the doors and windows were all closed.

When everyone looked at Zhao Junxian again, there was even a little pity in their eyes.

Zhao Junxian was really anxious this time: "Come and watch in the bedroom!"

He opened the door of the bedroom, and the catnip powder was still sprinkled on the ground. It was indeed a bit messy inside, but it didn't look like a tiger had visited.

"Wait a minute." Ji Heming stopped everyone, "Mr. Zhao, did anyone else enter your room this morning?"

Zhao Junxian shook his head: "No."

"Look, there is so much powder on the ground..." Ji Heming said, "If there was a tiger standing here, at least it should have left footprints, right? Look at the footprints now...Mr. Zhao, can you bring your shoes for comparison? ?"

Of course, only the footprints left by Zhao Junxian can be found in the bedroom.

No one spoke, but it was obvious that everyone felt that Zhao Junxian had lied.

Zhao Junxian is now covered in a mouth that can't speak clearly, his body hurts and his heart is anxious, and he almost jumps up: "Are the injuries all over my body fake? Why should I lie? I'm sick?"

"Mr. Zhao, may I ask what the powder on the ground is?" Ji Heming asked.

In fact, Zhao Junxian had already said it just now, but Ji Heming deliberately asked again.

Zhao Junxian didn't notice anything wrong either, and replied: "Catnip, I used it to deal with the big tiger. I guess it was because of the effect of catnip that the tiger didn't eat me in the end."

He was also scared after thinking about it: "What are you talking about? You left me far away from the crowd, and no one came when I called for help. Was it intentional? Ji Heming, you..."

"Mr. Zhao." Zhuxi suddenly interrupted Zhao Junxian, "I have a question, why do you carry catnip with you?"

Zhao Junxian's words of accusation were interrupted at once, his eyes became confused for a moment, and he avoided Zhuxi's sight and said, "I was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope? I also carried it with me for psychological comfort. Hit right and it came in handy."

After he finished speaking, he had calmed down a little, and looked at Zhuxi with sadness in his eyes.

Zhuxi was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but think of some old events, and his face instantly turned pale.

Ji Heming stretched out his hand to hold Zhuxi's arm, and said, "Mr. Zhao, have you ever thought that catnip may not only be useful for cats?"

Zhao Junxian's face sank when he saw the intimate gesture between him and Zhuxi: "Of course I know, it's also useful for tigers."

"No, what I mean is that catnip is not useful for every cat. Then, in the same way, maybe it is also useful for people?" Ji Heming said coldly, "There is obviously no sign of a tiger in this house. If it is true as you said, Mr. Zhao thinks, can you escape the tiger's attack? Just once, and you can escape every time? No scratches left? Of course, Mr. Zhao has no reason to make himself like this It looks like that. Have you ever thought that maybe you are hallucinating yourself?"

Zhao Junxian obviously didn't think about this possibility, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Others thought it was very reasonable, and thinking about the way Zhao Junxian fantasized about a tiger in the air, and then bumped himself until his head was bleeding, he suddenly felt that he was so pitiful.

"Mr. Zhao, I suggest you go for a checkup." Ji Heming said seriously, "Hallucinations... are not a simple illness. If you are sick, you should seek medical treatment as soon as possible. Don't shy away from medical treatment."

"I'm not sick! It's not a hallucination either! I really saw it!" Zhao Junxian said violently, "I can't find any trace, maybe it's...a demon!"

"Yes! It must be a demon!" Zhao Junxian became excited, "There are demons on this island!"

Ji Heming looked at him with pity: "If it's a demon, why did you bother you but not really hurt you? Have you offended anyone?"

No one on the island knew his identity, and if he was offended, it could only be Ji Heming or Zhuxi.

Zhuxi is a demon, but a timid rabbit demon.

Ji Heming... Probably not, it is impossible for Zhuxi to be with a tiger, absolutely impossible!

Zhao Junxian was puzzled, and even really doubted himself a little.

"Responsible for everyone's safety, I will still conduct a thorough investigation." Ji Heming said, "Mr. Zhao, do you want to stay and wait for a result, or go back for treatment first? When the result comes out, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Zhao Junxian sent everyone else away, leaving only Zhuxi and Ji Heming, and asked straight to the point: "Did you do it?"

Ji Heming smiled indifferently: "If you think it's me that makes you feel better, then it's me."

Zhao Junxian is just an ordinary person. Although there are monsters around him, Zhulang has no prototype. Zhuxi is a monster weaker than humans. He really doesn't know much about monsters.

Now that Ji Heming's words are true and false, he is completely dumbfounded.

He was sure that Zhuxi would not be with a tiger, but in the end he doubted himself a little more.

Zhao Junxian finally left, he was worried that there was something wrong with him, and he was also worried that he would meet a tiger if he stayed for another night.

Anyway, there was still eyeliner on the island, although Zhao Junxian was reluctant, he still left.

Ji Heming is in a good mood.

Everyone recorded the program as usual, Ji Heming went to Zhuxi again in the evening, and there were still some projects that were not finished yesterday.

Zhuxi was a little absent-minded today.

He was quite familiar with Zhao Junxian, if Zhao Junxian really had hallucinations or other illnesses, it was impossible that he hadn't had any symptoms before.

But if Zhao Junxian hadn't lied, who was the tiger last night?Why broke into Zhao Junxian's room.

They are not familiar with this island, only Ji Heming seems to be very familiar with the people on the island... No, I can't think so.

Ji Heming didn't have any demonic aura about him, and it was impossible for him to command a tiger.

It must be Zhao Junxian's problem, it is very suspicious that Zhao Junxian is carrying catnip with him.

He already has ptsd for tigers, and he doesn't have the habit of carrying catnip with him, why does Zhao Junxian...

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Ji Heming noticed that Zhuxi's mind was seriously distracted tonight, doubts were constantly showing in his beautiful eyes, and his rabbit ears were drooping listlessly, and he didn't listen to him at all.

Zhuxi came back to his senses, felt sorry, and softly called out: "Guji~"

Sorry.

Ji Heming reached out and stroked his back: "If you have any embarrassing things, you can talk to me..."

"Guji Guji! Guji!" The little rabbit suddenly frowned.

How can you call me cute?Can't call!

Ji Heming knew about Zhuxi's fur-bombing without asking, but he just relied on Zhuxi's embarrassment to change back into a human form, so he directly held the little rabbit in his hand, bowed his head and said, "My dear, you even look good when you're fried." cute."

Little Rabbit: "..."

I didn't dare to blow my hair, and my ears were still red.