Chapter 143:

The Internet was so vigorous, and Vangallo naturally knew that Van Gogh had suddenly fallen ill. Many fans @ 他, worshipped him, called him the Vatican, and of course there are unbelieving netizens who said that he had poisoned the Vatican in order to get his prediction to be proved.
This argument was strongly supported by the Triumph Group. Their publicity department published an announcement on the Internet saying that the hospital suspected that the General Vatican ’s illness was related to poisoning. The police have been reported to the police, and the police ’s main suspect is that the Vatican Gallo, who is now investigating intensively, believes that the truth will soon fall out.
This remark became the most advantageous weapon used by the black powder to attack Van Gogh. Others also issued a prophecy that Van Gogh would go to jail in a month.
The topic of "Van Galo poisoning and murdering Victory Triumph" has quickly reached the top of the Weibo search list, seriously damaging the reputation of Xinghui and Fangalo. However, similar allegations have occurred repeatedly in the recent period. Xinghui has already been Buddha, and he is not prepared to spend money to withdraw the hot search, nor to wash the artists under it. In Cao Xiaohui's original words, it was-withdrawing a fart, anyway, these people will be beaten by the teacher Vatican in the end, so why waste that money.
The company didn't care about it, and Vangallo naturally didn't care about this idleness, but just casually read the relevant news and put down the phone. He was waiting for the decision of Van Gogh.
Song Rui was uninvited at this time, holding a pot of colored rain stone and a small yellow figurine with hollowed eyes.
"This is a gift from a frog." He poured the rain stone into the fish tank and laid it on the fine sand. The original monotonous space was embellished with more and more colorful. After finishing, he placed two eyes in the empty eyes of the small yellow figurine, light Laughed: "This is a gift for the eyes. I think they usually like to blow on the balcony. It should be more comfortable to find a body for them."
The image of the little yellow man was so simple and calm, with the eyeballs dripping and turning, he immediately got alive, as if he would wave his short hands, jump on his short legs, and sing happily on the round table next second. The eyeballs were originally wicked and poisonous, and they radiate coldness all the time, but now they have changed their bodies, and they have become very cute, and the more they turn, the more they make them laugh.
Fangallo glanced at the little yellow man, his lips pressed tightly, and at the end he glanced at the table, and finally patted the table and laughed out loud.
Song Rui has seen his smile, light smile, light smile, and also his sneer and non-smile, but he has never seen him laugh arrogantly and arrogantly. Now he is sitting in a bright sun, carefree looks like a pure child. He should rarely indulge himself in this way, so he smiled for a while and straightened his lips, slowly suppressing his nature. But his eyes continued to radiate bright colors, which have been quietly carved into Song Rui's memory.
"It seems you like this gift very much?" Song Rui half lay beside the young man and asked with satisfaction.
"I like it very much." Fangalo took out his mobile phone and took a video of the little yellow man with big eyes, and sent it to the circle of friends. This is his first impulse to send a circle of friends, which shows how much he likes this gift.
The people who liked it swarmed, and everyone was amazed by the vividness of the little yellow man until Yuan Zhongzhou sent a message: [Mr. Fan, have you put Lu Qiu's eyeball on this pottery figurine? 】
Song Nuan and others suddenly realized that their expressions were like eating shit. They were full of thought that the video was a moving picture downloaded by Mr. Fan from the Internet. Where do they know it is true! If you can use Lu Qiu's eyeballs as toys, the teacher is really poisonous!
[This kind of cute thing I ca n’t suck! You slipped away! Song Nuan sent a sentence half-jokingly.
Van Gogh explained seriously: [This is a gift from Dr. Song. 】
Song Warm patted his head and immediately replied: [It turns out to be that pervert! His cuteness is really different from our normal people, thanks to him can figure it out! 】
[Then I am pretty consistent with his cuteness. 】 Van Galo sneered at Dr. Song while typing, and there was always a small smile in the corner of his mouth.
Song Rui silently watched him interact with this group of people, and finished with a red heart.
The little yellow man looked at the phone of Fangalo for a while, and looked at the phone of Song Rui for a while. His eyes turned left and right, like a child with an intellectual disability. Song Rui was half lying on the lazy chair, and he could spend the whole day calmly and calmly just listening to the young man's low laughter.
Ten minutes later, Fangallo ’s cell phone no longer rang intermittently, and Song Rui took out a bottle of potion and asked, "Can you see what this is?"
The smile on Van Gogh's face disappeared unconsciously after he took the bottle, and the tone was hesitant: "I don't know what this is, I have to feel it." He took the bottle and slowly integrated his magnetic field Light blue liquid, trying to resolve its source. But at this moment, the blue liquid began to boil inexplicably, and then hit the stopper, splashing everywhere.
Song Rui's first reaction was not to evade, but to slap the van Galo's hand hard and let the bottle fall from his palm.
"Are you okay?" He held the young man's wrist and repeatedly checked whether he was scalded. His tone was full of fear.
"I'm okay." Fangallo's eyebrows were very tight, and he murmured: "It is filled with huge vitality and energy, but there is a hint of decay. I am preparing to trace the source of this decay. A stronger force cut off perception. "
"A more powerful force? Then forget it, don't need to check." Putting curiosity on the same balance as the safety of Vanguard, Song Rui chose Vanguard's safety without thinking.
"Can't count," Fangallo shook his head. "This energy is very large. Even when my magnetic field tries to integrate into it, it seems that a drop of water has fallen into a lake and was completely swallowed. It and The energy in Xiao Yanling's body is very similar, but there is no fluctuation of desire, but full vitality. It seems to be good, but it seems to be bad. I can't define its good and evil. This situation is very rare. I I feel very uncomfortable now. "
Fangalo lightly tapped his forehead with his fists, his eyes closed, as if still trying to sense the source of that force.
Finding his pale face more transparent, Song Rui couldn't help secretly regretting it. He immediately turned on the phone, played a video, and changed the topic: "Actually, I still have one thing I want to consult with you. Can you help me listen to this song, it is called" Peach Blossom in Dream ", so far, I have heard this Everyone in the song has thought of suicide, and as far as I know, no one can escape its temptation. "
A male and female voice hovered high and low on the empty balcony, causing the little yellow man to roll his eyes frantically. Fangalo immediately recovered from the perception of endless darkness, determinedly: "It is Su Fengxi."
"You heard it?" Song Rui secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he no longer paid attention to the bottle of potion.
"No, but I know it is her. She used to create a peach-filled illusion outside the tall building to lure me. The title of the song is obviously mapping that matter." Fangalo spread the magnetic field, and he and Dr. Song, together with that The frogs are all protected, and they frown: "Have you heard this song?"
"Yes, I really want to know how it induces suicide." Song Rui took off his glasses and said disapprovingly: "In fact, the principle is very simple. The murder is not the singer's singing, nor the psychological hint in the lyrics, but hiding. Infrasound in the accompaniment band. Infrasound is a sound that humans can't hear, but it can resonate with the human body. When the infrasound begins to oscillate, the human blood, brain, and organs will all oscillate together, this principle is It's like heating food with ultrasonic waves. When this song lingers around, the listener is placed in a microwave oven unconsciously, withstanding a few hundred degrees or even thousands of degrees of high temperature, can you say they can't go crazy? "
"However, Dr. Song, you can resist this infrasound attack. You are amazing." Van Gogh will always marvel at Dr. Song's uniqueness. He seems powerful not to be a mortal, but he is indeed a mortal.
Song Rui said blandly: "Since I have a memory, my soul is in tears every moment. My life is equivalent to destruction and darkness. How can I be affected by the infrasound in this area? This level of pain It is unbearable to others, but to me it is just everyday. "
He didn't say a word of self-satisfaction, but it was enough for Van Gogh to stretch out his hand and gently touch the back of his hand as comfort.
Song Rui put on his glasses and said briskly: "I'm fine." At the end, he gripped the young man's slightly cool fingertips.
"The mass suicide yesterday was caused by this song? I may not be able to help you, Su Fengxi's strength has increased, and my magnetic field can no longer be integrated into her magnetic field, which means that I can't just recite now A few ancient essays broke the infrasound resonance that she caused. Only her own song can crack the call to death from this song. "
"But your chanting sounds are fine." Song Rui played a piece of audio.
Fanjaro smiled and waved his hand: "That's because I was holding the magical instrument of Yuanzhongzhou, and my ability was blessed. But I don't know if that magical instrument can completely suppress Su Fengxi. Yuan Zhongzhou will die. It is impossible for me to risk his life. "
"I can't let you take the risk." Song Rui put away her phone and said carefully: "You have forgotten these two things, when I never said that."
Fangallo agreed unconsciously, but the obscurity in his dark eyes showed that he could never forget, nor could he.
Song Rui clenched his fists secretly, trying to seal his mouth for the first time.

At the other end, the revived Fan Kaixuan has been transferred to the general ward. A group of doctors are surrounding him for consultations. Interlaced data cables connect him to many medical devices and monitor his various physical data at any time. His heart beats fast and slow, his breathing is extremely unsmooth, his skin is drying up, his muscles are shrinking, he is getting older every moment, several times faster than normal people.
Ding Yu strode into the ward and saw that his friend had a more old face than in the photo. He had red eyes before he opened his mouth.
"Did you drink again last night? Your complexion looks bad. Don't drink anymore, it will hurt your body." Fan Kaixuan removed the oxygen mask and warned hoarsely.
"Shut up, take your oxygen!" Ding Yu showed a vicious expression when he heard a friend's last words, but he gently put on an oxygen mask for him. At the end, he looked at a group of doctors and asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is he now? Is there a way to cure it?"
"President Ding, we have looked through the medical records and have not found a case in the world that is similar to the situation of President Fan. If it is premature aging, he should have already started to develop in childhood, and he will never wait until now, and premature aging The disease is caused by a genetic mutation, and there is no effective treatment at all, and there is no place for us to learn from. We can only conservatively treat according to the physical condition of General Vatican, such as his heart failure, we will give He takes medicine for his heart; he has kidney failure, so we will give his kidney medicine, but these treatments are palliative and non-curative. At most, they can only be relieved, they cannot be contained, and they cannot be cured. You must do well ... "
"Shut up, say something!" Ding Yu interrupted the doctor's cruel sentence in due course.
Fan Kaixuan waved his hands weakly: "I told him to tell me the truth. We have come over the big waves and waves, and we can't bear this blow?" He smiled hard, but found a strand of white hair from himself 'S shoulder slowly drifted onto the bedding.
He stared at the strand of dry hair, symbolizing the approaching death, and fell into a long silence.
Kong Jing, who had been staying by the bed, made a depressive cry and wanted to hug his son, but he dared not touch his fragile body at all, "God, why do you torture my son like this! He is only in his twenties Ah! How can you take his life? I will give you my own life. Will you? Let him go! "
Kong Jing's mournful cry made Ding Yubei come from it, almost unable to stand. He squeezed the door handle and said in a mute voice: "Triumph, you have a good rest, I will come back immediately."
He took a group of doctors to the end of the corridor and gritted his teeth: "Is it really impossible to cure? Money is not a problem ..." Speaking of this, he actually remembered a cautionary note left by a netizen on the triumphant group's official website-[Sick Hurry up and cure, you ca n’t buy life with money】. At that time, he was very angry, and he deleted the message himself, but now, this sentence echoed repeatedly in his ears, forming a dense arrow rain, pierced his heart, and pierced. His delusions.
"It's not a question of money, it's a question of no treatment. It's useless to find doctors all over the world. This disease has never been found before." The doctor's words gave him a fatal blow and made his head dizzy.
"Then how long will he have?" Ding Yu didn't know his voice was crying. Everything that happened today seemed to him like a nightmare that he couldn't wake up.
"At this rate, at most one or two days." The attending doctor considered and hesitated for a moment: "General Ding, in fact, medicine has no way to save the life of General Fan. If you want to take a fight, it is better ... than to find Van Gollo give it a try? "
This is the second time today that someone mentioned Fangalo, and Ding Yu's already tempting heart has begun to beat violently: "You all can't cure diseases, is it useful to find him?" He stared at the doctor's face, How I hope to hear the word "useful" from his mouth. No matter how ridiculous the suggestions made by these people, he is willing to give it a try!
"I don't know if it's useful, but Mr. Fangalo is definitely not an ordinary person. Do you know what happened to the evil boy live broadcast room?" The doctor asked in a low voice.
"What?" Ding Yu is obviously not the kind of person who often confuses the Internet.
The doctor had no way to explain to him, so he had to say briefly: "In short, you can go to Mr. Fangalo. Since he has foreseen the destiny of Mr. Van Gogh, and he has said something that can help you, it is certainly not for you." The doctor attached to Ding Yu's ear and quickly said: "Mr. Fangalo is very powerful! I have watched the evil boy live broadcast room, and I believe he will be able to help you!"
Then he coughed and pretended to say seriously: "I'm sorry, we can only do this at the moment. President Ding, go in and accompany General Fan, we will continue to check the room."
"Oh, okay, thank you." Ding Yu walked into the ward in a trance, and asked: "Auntie, do you know what the evil boy live broadcasting room is all about? The doctor said that Van Gogh is very powerful, he can help Triumph. "
Fan Kaixuan's ears are not very sensitive anymore. He didn't hear his friend's words well, but Kong Jing waved his face tightly and said: "I don't know, who do you listen to? Van Goro is a liar!" But she knew everything. She also deleted a Weibo insulting Fangalo after the live broadcast accident.
Ding Yu thought she didn't really know, soothed her and Fan Kaixuan with a smile, and hurried out of the ward. He searched all connections and exhausted all resources before finally getting a video that was supposed to be banned by the entire network. The girl in the video that Fangalo called a bad boy made him sweat and fear.
It turns out that the supernatural power actually exists! It turned out that the world in the eyes of Fangallo was like this. The ugliness hidden under the beautiful appearance and the weakness covered under the vigorous power could not escape his eyes. It's ridiculous that he had faced his divinity, but still insisted that he was a liar.
Ding Yu cursed his ignorance, stupidity and arrogance fiercely in his heart, and hurriedly walked back to the ward and firmly said: "Triumph, I will go to Vanguard to save you!"
"What are you talking about?" Kong Jing stood up suddenly, horrified.
But Ding Yu didn't even notice her reaction, and hurried away as soon as she finished.
He started the car while calling the public relations department of the Triumph Group, and issued a command very quickly: "Now immediately delete all negative comments on the company's official website about Van Gogh. Yes, as long as it is negative Delete! Weibo also searched for me! Which one was withdrawn? Which one could be the one other than the one Van Gogh murdered in Triumph? Has the previous announcement you allege that Van Gogh alleged poisoning was deleted? Deleted by the police? No, this is not enough, you immediately issue an apology letter, you must be sincere and solemn! Yes, the more solemn the better! Let everyone in the company forward it! If you do n’t forward it, you will get fucked! The blog account is also handed over to you. You edited an apology letter for me. After finishing sending it to me, I will send it to you. I will correct it and send it out again. The tone must not be blunt. Please lower your posture appropriately. "
There seemed to be a lot of nonsense there, and Ding Yu shouted impatiently: "Lower to the point where my mother is willing to kneel down and ask Van Gogh for forgiveness! As long as he is comfortable, I can lie down and let him step on, you Do you understand? Do it quickly if you understand, I do n’t have time to grind with you! Within an hour, these apology letters, apology letters, you must send them to Van Gogh to see and let everyone see Arrive! "
There was a terrified hang up over there, Ding Yu increased the throttle, and hurriedly drove towards Moon Bay. He has always understood that if he wants to ask for a person, he must take the attitude of asking for a person. If he had long known that Triumph would get this incurable miracle, he should kneel to Van Gogh at the banquet!