"I don't want to die." Chen Yuanyuan muttered to herself, "But I can't control myself. I want to live …"

Wu Yang gripped her wrist tightly, looked at her seriously, and said, "You will live well. Trust me."

Wu Yang was petite and thin, but his pair of eyes had an incomparable spirit light that made people want to believe him subconsciously.

"I believe in Sister Wu Yang." After a moment of silence, Chen Yuanyuan moved her fingers and spoke seriously.

A light slowly appeared in her dark eyes, and a youthful vigor began to appear on her green face.

Wu Yang reached out and touched her parents. He couldn't help but laugh. His heart seemed to be filled with warm water, and he was indescribably satisfied.

…

Many reporters, Wu Yang was walking in the hall. His gaze flashed on the long spear and short cannon outside. Could it be that some famous person had been sent over?

"Doctor Wu, I'm a reporter for Xinhua Daily …" "I'm a reporter for this morning's morning paper …"

Just as Wu Yang appeared, the reporters who had been waiting for a long time quickly surrounded him. They were like zombies that could smell people's scent.

Wu Yang stopped in the air for a moment and carefully took a step back. He stretched out his hands to block his face, in case he was hit in the face by the microphone.

"Doctor Wu, what do you think of the report in the New Day Morning Post?"

"Doctor Wu, have you ever participated in any academic fraud?"

"Doctor Wu …"

Wu Yang had always liked to be called "Doctor Wu" by others, but this did not include the current situation. She could not feel any respect from the other party's address, only teasing and disdain.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Wu Yang pushed the microphone in front of him away and said with a cold face, "I don't know what you're talking about, nor have you ever made any academic fakes."

Although Wu Yang was petite and weak after being surrounded by reporters, the reporters could not see the panic in her eyes, only the raging fire.

The reporter subconsciously restrained his wanton attitude, but he still refused to let Wu Yang off.

"How do you respond to your colleague's evaluation of you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"You--"

"Wu Yang!"

Seeing Wu Yang barely through the crowd, Yan Lang heaved a sigh of relief.

He had someone call the security guard over, and at the same time, he strode forward.

"Hiss."

Yan Lang pushed away the reporter who was standing in front of him without hesitation and turned a blind eye to his angry gaze and breathing.

After walking into the inner circle, Yan Lang's tense expression instantly relaxed. He smiled at Wu Yang and narrowed his peach blossom eyes.

"Why didn't Little Sister Yang tell me when she came to the hospital? It made me think that I recognized the wrong person." He pretended to complain of dissatisfaction and did not mention the fact that he came running after receiving the news.

"I'm just here to visit." Wu Yang said, "I didn't disturb you."

"The two of us are close, how can we talk about each other!" Yan Lang emphasized, "Little Sister Yang's matter is mine!"

The two of them talked as if no one else was watching and walked forward. The reporters were intimidated by their calm and unconsciously made way for them.

It was only after the two of them had walked a long way that some of the reporters finally regained their senses, but it was already too late.

They were stopped by the security guards and forcefully pushed out of the hospital.

"My car is parked outside. I'll take you back." Yan Lang walked backwards, her slender eyelashes blocking the darkness in her eyes, making it hard to see anything.

Wu Yang pursed his lips and did not refuse.

…

Sitting in the car, Wu Yang couldn't wait to take out his phone. Before she could do anything, the news with her name had already been sent to her.

"Academic fraud", "Yi Se waits on people", and "Doctor Black Heart" that has been clarified before …

"Sun Tiexiang." Wu Yang shouted softly, "Why do you always provoke me?"

"You don't have to think too much. These unnecessary black materials will definitely be clarified." Yan Lang looked at her through the rearview mirror and guaranteed.

"You're driving. Turn your head back!" Wu Yang's expression was serious, and his fingers tightly grabbed the seat belt on his chest, "Look straight ahead!"

Yan Lang coughed softly and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Wu Yang nodded his head in satisfaction and said, "Those who are clear will be clear, those who are turbid will be turbid. I have always understood this principle. I just want to know what plans they will have next."

His fingertips lightly tapped on the screen of his phone, and his eyes flickered indeterminately.

…

Sitting beside Wen Zhan, Jin Wei sighed emotionally, "Wu Yang is really in trouble."

"What happened here?" Wen Zhan stared at him and kept asking questions.

Every time he used the phone, his excitement would have a lot of impact on his body. Jin Wei had no choice but to forcibly confiscate his phone, and this also caused Wen Zhan to be ignorant of the news that was popular on the Internet.

"Here." Jin Wei handed over his phone and nodded. "It's all on top of it. Take a look for yourself," he said.

Wen Zhan only looked at one or two lines, and his hand was already cracking, his face as black as ink.

Jin Wei watched quietly from the side. He couldn't help but wonder how much Wen Zhan cared about Wu Yang.

To put it in a vulgar way, this was simply lifting a person to the apex of his heart! It was a pity that the person who was being held was not grateful at all. Thinking about it, Jin Wei couldn't help but shake his slightly longer hair, once again strengthening his conviction.

Love is poison, he had better not touch it for the rest of his life!

"I don't know what it means!" Wen Zhan said hatefully, "I must make these reporters--"

With a stroke of his finger, a new hot spot appeared in front of him

"It is reported that the Wenjiang Clan and the Wenjiang Clan have successfully engaged."

Wen Zhan couldn't help but curse. He raised his hand and was about to throw his phone.

Jin Wei quickly snatched it away and placed it in his arms like a treasure.

"The latest model I modified!"

Wen Zhan could only shake his empty hand, and his heart was suffocating with anger that was about to explode.

"What do you plan to do with the news of your engagement? Are you going to admit it just like that?"

'"Admit it? He can't think about it! I couldn't refuse because I lost my memory. Now," Wen Zhan sneered, his eyes seemingly poisoned. "Do you really think they can cover the sky with one hand in this world? What a joke!"

"Give me the phone." Wen Zhan extended his hand towards him and said coldly.

Jin Wei didn't hesitate, but he couldn't help but warn her.

"Although I don't have a good impression of the Wen Clan, it's just a local sheep. You mustn't roll over in the sewer."

"Alright, there's nothing else for you here. It's time for you to go abroad and pick up girls." He waved his hand without raising his head.

"?"

Hearing his tone, why was his heart so uncomfortable?

"No, I think it's much more fun at home than abroad now. I don't plan to go out for the time being."

"Whatever. As long as you remember your work, you can go out."

"…"

"Wen pickpocketing!" Jin Wei cursed.