Chapter 339: Sleeping Wanwan
Bai Qi was bored after sitting for a long time. He supported his chin with his right hand and slowly counted the time.
The virtual projection reflected Lu Xinran's Weibo homepage, but the comment and private message section next to it was taken out separately, as if it had been taken apart, a type of layout that had never been seen before.
Bai Qi glanced at the screen with his exquisite eyes, frowned, and said to himself: "Why is it so slow?"
How long will it take for Lu Xinran to retrieve his account? so slow.
Suddenly I remembered something...
Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to lift the ban. No one in the backend management of Weibo has the ability to find out the problem.
He was too lazy to take action and commanded the black phone: "Can you solve it?"
The black phone vibrated slightly:
I dare not say that I won't...
It opens a background by itself, and lines of code slowly appear.
Suddenly, the window on the right shook. Bai Qi looked around and saw that Lu Xinran had another private message.
"Click and take a look." She said calmly.
The meager private message box was enlarged, and a person named Weibo privately chatted with Lu Xinran: "What are you doing? Are you messing with my mentality?"
What a humble person, the one who posted the video of her argument with Lu Xinran?
Bai Qi became interested, sat up straight, and replied with a question mark.
The other party replied instantly: "Didn't you ask me to post the video just to blackmail her? Now you stand up and slap her in the face? What on earth are you doing? Are you afraid that your account has been hacked?"
Bai Qi raised the corners of his lips and replied: "Don't worry, I will double the money that should be given to you."
The humble attitude became better now: "Okay, you can play whatever you want! But don't do this next time, why don't you tell me in advance?!"
Bai Qi's eyes flickered and he replied: "Yes."
Then, clicked the screenshot button.
The black phone vibrated slightly, indicating that the ban had been lifted.
Bai Qi smiled softly, exited Weibo, and then cut to a video.
The black phone projected a virtual keyboard, and her fingertips quickly typed out rows of codes.
At the same time, there is a hidden area somewhere.
The huge room, with its white walls, gave it a stern, deathly air.
The windows were closed, but rays of light penetrated through the white gauze, slowly intruding, with a bit of jumping warmth.
There are instruments of all sizes all around, arranged neatly, giving it a rather solemn feel.
The house is not new, but it is very clean. There is not even a trace of dust in the corners. In the center of the room, there was a large and soft operating bed, as if it had been specially made to be larger and wider.
A girl lay on it, with all kinds of tubes inserted into her body. The transparent nutrient solution passed through the eye of the cold needle, slowly instilling a little bit of vitality into her.
The door opened slightly, and Little Bear walked in wearing sterile clothes.
Knowing that Wanwan might not be able to hear her at all, he still involuntarily slowed down his steps.
Holding a new medicine in hand.
Although he was only thirteen years old, he was taller than his peers. Standing in front of the hospital bed, he looked like a young adult.
He reached out and took out the booklet beside the bed, filling in the data line by line carefully.
"Wanwan, let me tell you good news. The big devil told Gu Qing that she got the Green Frost Grass! I guess Meteor will deliver it tomorrow, and you will be able to wake up by then, Gao? Happy?"
He looked at the sleeping Wanwan tenderly and said to himself: "If you don't speak, you are happy. I know you are happy!"
Little Bear smiled: "I'm very happy too."
He stared at Wanwan's face intently, with a very warm expression.
Unexpectedly, Wanwan's right index finger was not found.
suddenly...
It moved!
Thanks for the long comment that touches the soul (wrong), Zhabai wants to be Carven (correct). No matter what I say today, I will get stuck here!