Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing frowned.

What does it mean?

He looked up and asked Alpha.

"What does it mean?"

The electronic voice rang out the instant Bo Bing finished speaking.

The "Sensitivity" skill will greatly enhance your sixth sense in the face of external stimuli, while also taking into account your body's reaction to external stimuli and autonomously regulating your hormone levels.

【Speed ​​of Life and Death】will be automatically activated when you are in danger or special circumstances, lasting for 1 hour, with a 30-day cooldown. The skill can be upgraded.

A "perky butt" isn't about pursuing a fat butt, but rather about showcasing your core masculine hormones, giving you a significant advantage during exercise. Combined with shapely thighs, it greatly enhances your explosive power and endurance.

Bo Bing tilted his head, as if what the other person said was right, but something still felt off to him.

Something feels off.

As he was thinking, the door to the ward opened.

Yin Su seemed to have changed into a neat casual shirt again, and was carrying a bowl of fruit porridge in his hand.

"Want to eat something to fill your stomach?"

"it is good."

Bo Bing didn't know what to say, so she could only respond in a relatively flat manner.

The fruit porridge was sweet, and the thin layer of ice wasn't unpleasant.

In fact, he preferred things with a sweet taste, and Yin Su always knew how to please him, so he knew exactly what he liked and disliked.

"Is it tasty?"

Yin Su looked at the black-haired young man wrapped in a blanket on the hospital bed with a smile on his face.

It was clear from his appearance that Bo Bing was very satisfied with the fruit porridge he had brought.

The young man squinted, looking like he was enjoying himself.

Thin Ice, who had finished the porridge, seemed to still want more, unaware that there were tiny bits of porridge stuck to her lips.

"Godfather, come here and wipe your mouth."

Bo Bing obediently moved closer. Yin Su's eyes darkened for a moment. He took a medical wipe from the bedside table, tore open the packaging, and wiped Bo Bing's mouth as she willingly came forward.

—A guy who's good at talking.

—So good.

—I want to hide myself away.

—I won't let anyone see it.

Of course, Yin Su could only think about it. If he actually did it, given his godfather's personality, he would almost certainly choose to die rather than live.

His own plans couldn't tolerate the element of gambling that allowed his young godfather freedom and happiness.

"Are you sleepy?" Yin Su gently brushed the stray bangs from the other person's forehead. "I'll go call the attending physician to take a look at you. Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"No, I can be discharged from the hospital now. When can I start recording the show normally?"

Bo Bing hurriedly got out of bed.

Yin Su stopped him, saying, "Wait a moment, the doctor will be here soon. If the doctor says everything is fine, we can be discharged."

Yin Su did not tell Bo Bing that even the doctors could not find out the cause of the other party's injuries.

"I'm sorry, Godfather, I was just trying to test you last night, and I hurt you..."

Yin Su seemed extremely guilty, hanging his head and seeking a thin layer of forgiveness.

A childish guy.

Bo Bing thought so.

"It's alright, it's not your fault. I didn't hold back either; hitting you probably wouldn't have been pleasant either."

Bo Bing was perfectly clear about whose fault this was.

If I hadn't carelessly left myself with this weakness, the other party wouldn't have discovered it, and naturally, I wouldn't have been punished by the system later.

Seeing that the other person was still upset, Bo Bing sighed.

"It really has nothing to do with you... Believe me, I'm not lying to you... Aren't you calling a doctor? Hurry, I'm in a rush..."

It was rare for Bo Bing to speak to the other party so calmly.

Yin Su didn't seem to have listened, he just pursed his lips and looked still very worried.

After all, in Yin Su's view, and in the attending physician's view, Bo Bing's subsequent reaction was inextricably linked to the punch Yin Su threw when he couldn't control his strength.

As for vomiting, it could be due to a severe external impact.

It is also possible that excessive tension and fear can cause nervous vomiting.

This hospital is a private hospital.

The attending physician is paid to perform their duties, and the confidentiality is extremely high.

The attending physician stood in front of the equipment and announced that Bo Bing really had no other problems. She might be a little weak right now, but all the values ​​that needed to be restored had recovered, and there was basically no problem with her being discharged from the hospital.

And so, Bo Bing and Yin Su returned to the film set in a car that the photography crew was waiting for outside the hospital.

To the outside world, the two of them said that Bo Bing was overworked and, in addition, her health was not good due to the rain and she got damp, which caused her to vomit.

Dong Shuchen had already reported Bo Bing's work at the construction site to director Qu Long. Qu Long was surprised to hear this. It was not the director team's intention to work so hard to earn money, and it would not be good to exhaust the trainees.

The camera crew that was filming the two of them understood that filming was suspended for a morning. Director Qu Long even came to visit Bo Bing in person, telling him to take a good rest, not to overwork himself, and to earn money in moderation. The production team did not make things difficult for him.

Of course, whether this was said to the movie star Yin Su or Tianci's largest shareholder, nobody knows.

Wen Yuan, Jiang Wenqing, and Zhao Yang all came to visit him, and they were all relieved to learn that Bo Bing was alright.

Jiang Wenqing even asked him if this matter was related to Liu Meng and the Bai brothers.

As soon as Yin Su entered the room, he heard Jiang Wenqing angrily recounting how Liu Meng and the others gloated over Bo Bing's misfortune. He even recounted without embellishment how they mocked Bo Bing, and he was even more furious about the time they poured cold water on Bo Bing in the toilet to frame her.

Bo Bing was quite accepting of this, after all, these people were no big deal to him, and he would find an opportunity to deal with these clowns sooner or later, so there was no rush. Yin Su, on the other hand, was clearly not happy, and even his gentle demeanor was tinged with deep hostility.

Jiang Wenqing then noticed that there was another person in the room. Upon seeing that it was Yin Su, he quickly shut up and told the other person to rest well, take care of his health, and tell him that he could tell him if he felt unwell.

As Jiang Wenqing left, Yin Su gave him a meaningful look.

Although Bo Bing's bed was relatively clean, he felt uneasy. After asking Yin Su, he slept in Yin Su's bed without any hesitation.

Yin Su also consciously sat on his own bed where the other person was lying.

"Godfather, were you bullied?"

"This has nothing to do with you... mind your own business..."

Bo Bing yawned, tugged at Yin Su's sleeve, and looked up at him. "Take a break for a while, then continue setting up the stall tonight... Do you hear me? You're not allowed to slack off, okay?"

Yin Su, however, felt that the other person's weak and delicate manner was quite endearing.

"I understand, I won't forget. Godfather, please rest a bit..."

Hearing the other person's somewhat weak voice, Bo Bing felt a slight pang of conscience.

"Then, why don't you take a nap too?"

Bo Bing shrank back inside and lifted the blanket.

"Together?"

Yin Su's pupils constricted.