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The director glanced out of the window for the last time, turned around and took out the plate, and said to Wei Kesong: "Mr. Wei, let's choose the second person now."

Wei Kesong directly opened the [wrong question] card: "This."

After opening it, it turned out to be Gu Feibai. He was wearing a close-fitting white coat, elegant and handsome, holding the somewhat old answer sheet in his hand, looking at the answer sheet with a lingering smile.

The director said: "Mr. Gu Feibai chose a hospital, do you think it's okay?"

Wei Kesong nodded, and the car drove towards the hospital smoothly.

On the other side, the hospital.

Mike hurriedly took the plane for more than [-] hours to reach the land. He watched Gu Feibai, who had just been pushed out of the ICU, put on a ventilator and watched Wei Kesong's live broadcast and the barrage on it with great interest. I have a new level of understanding of the degree of death of ordinary geniuses.

Mike was tired and angry, but his disbelief soon turned into helplessness in Gu Feibai's lazy eyes. He pushed his stiff forehead and let out a long breath: "Well, Gu, although I know you It's crazy, but I still feel that within a day after you left ICU, you went to participate in a..." Mike frowned and recalled, he really couldn't remember the name of this variety show.

Gu Feibai added leisurely: ""Seven Days of Passionate Love"."

Mike immediately connected: "Yes, this "Seven Days of Love", I don't think it's a good idea, you are a doctor, you know your physical condition is very bad..."

Gu Feibai smiled indifferently: "Yes, but even if I don't participate in this variety show, I'm not far from death."

Mike couldn't take it anymore: "This will hasten your death! You can't..."

Gu Feibai had a smile on his face, but his tone became cold: "No, my death will be hastened if I don't see Mr. Xiaowei."

Mike is like a machine gun that was loaded and then misfired instantly. Hearing this name, his face instantly became depressed: "...God, you will go crazy for him every time, if I can write the death certificate for you, I will Will write murderer Wei Kesong on it without hesitation."

Gu Feibai spread his hands casually: "My honor."

Mike is really helpless, he is a member of the research institute, and he has a natural affection for Gu Feibai, a rare genius like Gu Feibai. Back then, Wei Kesong was able to let Mike take care of Gu Feibai because he valued Mike's love for talents.

But now this genius is about to play himself to death soon, Mike feels regretful and has a headache, and even can't help complaining about Wei Kesong: "If I knew that things would develop like this, I would definitely not accept Wei's commission Take care of your trouble."

Gu Feibai looked at Wei Kesong on the screen with a smile, and lightly touched Wei Kesong's side face with his pale fingers where blue blood vessels could be seen, and said softly: "Mike, I'm glad I met you, I'm a radical It's a disgusting monster with blood on its hands, most of it is for money when saving people, but I was very happy when I was in the research institute."

Mike understood in seconds, it was Wei Kesong who contacted him to let Gu Feibai enter the research institute, he raised his eyebrows: "You're saying such vague words again, it's not me who makes you happy, it's Wei, right?"

Gu Feibai laughed so hard that he coughed: "It makes me sad that you are like this, and I like you very much, but I am indeed happy because of him." He covered his heart, his brows and eyes softened under the foggy ventilator: "He He is indeed a guy that no one can help liking, isn't he?"

Mike still felt that it was not worth it. He emphasized: "Whether Wei is a likable guy, but he doesn't like you, doesn't he? And hates you very much. You do this for him, because his father asked him to do it." At this point, don't let him know, Gu, you have always been a refined egoist in my eyes, what is your purpose for doing this?"

Gu Feibai laughed lazily: "For happiness, Mike, you don't understand happiness."

Mike: "..."

So angry!You are going to die, what is the joy in the end!Foreigners like me can't understand it!

Before Wei Kesong's arrival, Gu Feibai drove away Mike, and Mike asked with a complicated expression before he left: "Gu, I really don't understand, you can get the hearts of many beauties, and if you want, you can also go to Wei's." Heart, why are you so far away..."

Gu Feibai just smiled lightly: "Mike, we study many things, cells, reproduction, life and death, but we don't study love, do you know why?"

Mike: "Why?"

Gu Fei laughed loudly: "Mike, because love has no logic, many things don't need a reason, I am willing to do it for him, and I don't need him to know, that's all."

Mike left with a head full of doubts, and Wei Kesong came with a confused face.

Wei Kesong thought that he would see Gu Feibai in a white coat with a gentle face about to cut someone, but he didn't expect to see a dying Gu Feibai wearing a blue and white striped patient's clothes with a strong smile on his face.

Wei Kesong sat down on the nursing chair next to him, took an apple and peeled it, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Gu Feibai still wore a ventilator on his face, and he didn't lose his temper when he told a lie: "If I die from illness, why would you come to collect my body?"

This hospital is his base camp, and there are so many medical staff who cover it up for him. Although no one objected, they were all used by Gu Fei in the end [Don't you even have hospice care? ] was suppressed, and even the director team was fooled by Gu Feibai, thinking it was just an act, let alone Wei Kesong, who had never been to a hospital.

The main reason is that Gu Feibai's description is really not haggard. Apart from his pale face, he is too handsome and unrestrained even in a loose patient costume. He doesn't look like a terminally ill patient who is about to die, but rather like someone who is about to walk on the runway. Top male models.

She even sprayed some perfume on the patient's clothes schemingly, making her flirtatious as if she was about to go to hell.

Wei Kesong smiled bluntly and said: "I don't think there is any need to practice, I will show you how to collect your corpse."

Gu Feibai couldn't catch his breath from laughing, and the ECG monitor next to him beeped and beeped. Wei Kesong was startled, and subconsciously grabbed Gu Feibai's hand to feel his pulse.

Gu Feibai pulled it away without any trace, and wrote lightly: "It's just props, you know you are so easy to deceive, hey, I should have acted this for you long ago."

Wei Kesong looked at Gu Feibai suspiciously, and Gu Feibai smiled: "Look, the heartbeat is 167, can a normal person's heartbeat be like mine? I've been rolling all over the floor in pain." After finishing speaking, he made a slow comment: " You are really easy to deceive, Mr. Xiao Wei, you have always been so easy to deceive, and it is my eternal happiness to lie to you."

As Gu Feibai said, he took off the ventilator directly and then covered his forehead with a smile: "You will believe it if you wear a ventilator. It's been almost ten years. Mr. Xiao Wei, you are still the same as always."

Wei Kesong put a half-peeled apple into his mouth with a cold face, Gu Feibai took it out, and looked at Wei Kesong slightly: "You just rejected someone who likes you, Xiao Wei Sir, how do you feel?"

Wei Kesong didn't expect Gu Feibai to talk about this, he was taken aback for a moment, and said a little uncomfortable: "...,...it's not very good."

Gu Feibai said again: "What if you want to reject me?"

Wei Kesong sneered, "Thank God."

Gu Feibai pretended to be sad: "I am the one who got your first kiss anyway, and you are too cold and flirtatious."

Wei Kesong looked at this well-known playboy in the beating circle in disbelief, and was suddenly so shameless that he couldn't speak.

Gu Feibai chuckled lightly, took the apple that Wei Kesong had peeled and bit into it one bite at a time. He couldn't help the itching in his throat after eating two mouthfuls, but he still couldn't see anything on his face, he just said something gracefully Go to the bathroom.

As soon as he entered, he coughed out a mouthful of bloody apples and landed on the palm of his hand. Gu Feibai seemed to be used to the scene, so he stopped for a moment, regretfully saying: "It's rare to peel it for me personally."

He smiled and chewed again.

Bloody sweet.

While Gu Feibai was going to the bathroom, the director came out and told Wei Kesong that the script Gu Feibai gave was a hospice care between husband and wife.

In fact, when the director saw this script, his head was also in a daze.

But Gu Feibai insisted that the family background is not small, and the VIP wards of one of the top hospitals borrowed as soon as they said they could, and the doctors and nurses who cooperated were also in place.

Wei Kesong thought it was strange, but Gu Feibai, a psychopath, had done few things that were not strange since he was a child, so he wanted to get rid of this liar quickly.

When Gu Feibai came out, his face turned pale again, he smiled and said, "For a qualified dying patient, I put some powder on myself, does it look okay?"

As he said, he lay on the hospital bed with his hands clasped together, put himself on a ventilator, closed his eyes slowly, and stretched out his hand to adjust the ECG monitor next to him. The fluctuating electrocardiogram flattened into a straight line in the blink of an eye.

Wei Kesong's heart beat a few times inexplicably. Gu Feibai lay quietly and peacefully on the bed with a smile on his face. , from doctors and nurses to priests and lawyers, it seems that Gu Feibai has been preparing for his own death for a long time.

The doctor stepped forward to confirm the death, and calmly announced the time of death: "Patient Gu Feibai died of heart failure at [-]:[-] p.m.."

The nurse tidied up Gu Feibai's appearance in an orderly manner. If it weren't for Wei Kesong, he could still see the white mist of Gu Feibai's breath hitting the breathing mask, and he would almost be induced by this chaotic scene to think that he was really dead.

The priest stepped forward and read a few prayers, while the lawyer stepped aside to discuss the details of the will with Wei Kesong. The lawyer was a foreigner with a rather bad accent, and Wei Kesong could only understand a few words from the beginning to the end. The words "partner", "no other relatives", "sole designated heir".