Chapter 33: Chapter 33: Hospital Visit
In the sunny hospital room, the air was filled with the scent of disinfectant and a faint hint of blood.
Fang Xiaoyu was wearing a hospital gown, leaning against the pillow, her face pale. Her skin had already returned to being smooth, aside from her poor complexion, her looks hadn’t deteriorated much. It seed she was recovering well.
She took the apple that Bai Mo had just peeled and nibbled on it. She was too weak, even struggling to exert much force while biting into it.
Mouthful by small mouthful, she ate.
She looked up at Bai Mo again.
"Expert Bai Mo, I might not be your secretary anymore in the future.
"Working at the Immortal Technique Committee is a bit dangerous.
"I don’t think I’m suitable for it."
Bai Mo sat by the bedside, frowning slightly.
He sensed that Fang Xiaoyu’s decision was actually the right one.
He listened as Fang Xiaoyu continued.
"Although the job has a permanent position, a high salary, high allowances, and high social status, and there was a substantial allowance after this incident, but... damn it, these things are only useful if you’re alive to enjoy them!
"This ti, I was so close to getting cut!
"I’ve co to understand, what a load of crap this Immortal Technique is, more like witchcraft or ghostcraft.
"Nothing good cos from anything associated with Immortal Technique!"
After saying this, she suddenly realized her mistake and hurriedly looked at Bai Mo.
"Don’t get
wrong, I wasn’t talking about you!
"You’re associated with Immortal Technique, but you’re not a bad thing."
Bai Mo pulled at the corners of his mouth.
He understood Fang Xiaoyu’s aning, but it still felt strange.
"No need to explain."
This incident did make many people in the Immortal Technique Committee truly face danger, experience it, and develop a desire to quit, not wanting to continue anymore.
Will the Immortal Technique Committee beco quieter in the future?
Without a secretary, will they recruit another?
Will the next secretary be as beautiful and professional as Fang Xiaoyu?
Fang Xiaoyu tugged at Bai Mo, starting to gossip randomly.
"Actually, a group of us female secretaries really wanted to find a suitable partner in the Immortal Technique Committee before.
"After this incident, everyone is too scared.
"Sigh..."
She secretly lowered her voice.
"Can you help
check soone?
"There’s an Expert Huang Fu, who’s heard to be a hot topic in the Immortal Technique Committee recently, a Ph.D. from Shangjing University, not involved in Immortal Technique, but holds a high rank and a ridiculously high salary in the Immortal Technique Committee!
"A group of us female secretaries think he’s the perfect kind of partner.
"You have high access, see if you can find his photo and see what he looks like!"
The flas of curiosity burned brightly in Fang Xiaoyu’s big eyes!
Bai Mo took out his phone, logged into his Immortal Technique Committee internal account, and searched for "Huang Fu."
"Uh, found it, is this him?"
On the phone screen was a bald man, his face fat and square, his neck so fat there wasn’t one, covered in acne, rather unremarkable! Quite obese, not resembling a Ph.D. at all.
Bai Mo looked at Fang Xiaoyu again, only to see her utterly disillusioned, wiping her eyes, incredulous.
She tugged on Bai Mo’s arm again, leaned closer, and lowered her voice.
"This...is just too...not an ideal partner at all."
She’s not particularly shallow, but she just couldn’t accept soone to the degree of Expert Huang Fu.
Leaning beside Bai Mo, she looked up and saw Bai Mo’s face, noticed his sharply defined jawline. Secretly, she thought, actually, Expert Bai Mo is quite handso, very suitable as a partner! It’s unfortunate he’s involved with Immortal Technique, with no guarantee of safety. Plus, he’s too young. I was born before him, he was born when I’m already old. What a pity.
...
Bai Mo sat with Fang Xiaoyu for a while longer, listening to her chatter endlessly about the hospital’s food, complain about her parents urging her to marry, listening to her talk about hiding her injuries from her parents, about her college roommate getting married while she’s still single...
It was getting late, Bai Mo prepared to leave.
Yet Fang Xiaoyu suddenly grabbed him.
"Co closer, a little closer!"
Fang Xiaoyu pulled Bai Mo to her, leaned into his ear, and lowered her voice.
"In the future, when I’m no longer your secretary and you get a new one, you better be sharp!
"When the new secretary talks about tasks, ask more questions, make sure you understand well.
"If it’s a dangerous task, never go!"
She let go of Bai Mo but felt uneasy again. She dragged Bai Mo back.
"Let
tell you, secretaries can have bad intentions too.
"If faced with a dangerous task and no expert wants to go, doesn’t that create a deadlock?
"So sotis, secretaries might use strange rhetoric to deceive..."
Fang Xiaoyu held Bai Mo, whispering in his ear incessantly.
Bai Mo looked at Fang Xiaoyu, feeling even more reluctant to part with her. But words of retention were ones he couldn’t speak.
...
Leaving Fang Xiaoyu’s ward, Bai Mo headed to Yu Tingting’s.
He rarely went to school now, and Zhang Shan, Lu Yang, and Yu Tingting, these few people, had beco colleagues from classmates, making the relationship feel closer, sothing Bai Mo found slightly concerning.
Walking into the ward, he saw that the atmosphere beside Yu Tingting’s bed was extrely tense.
By the window, Yu Tingting’s father, a middle-aged man in a suit, brows furrowed, was speaking to an Immortal Technique Committee mber.
"...You say, you’re afraid my daughter will be influenced by the Ancient Immortals, afraid she’ll harm society, so you want her concentrated under control. You promised
she’d be protected well. But now? She almost lost her life!
"You can’t protect her.
"I want to take her away.
"If she harms society in the future, I’ll bear the responsibility with her."
The Immortal Technique Committee mber was a young man, standing there frozen, only repeating himself.
"I... don’t have the authority to approve her leaving, please understand...
"I... this... don’t have the authority to approve her leaving..."
Lu Yang and Zhang Shan were there too, standing by in silence, simply watching Yu Tingting.
Bai Mo also walked in, saying nothing in this awkward atmosphere, just looking at Yu Tingting.
Compared to Fang Xiaoyu, her complexion was even better, not as pale, seeming to have recovered faster.
Yu Tingting’s father had stopped talking, only fixing the Immortal Technique Committee mber with an icy gaze.
Suddenly, the ward’s TV turned on automatically, the screen showing Chairman Chen Shu’s old face.
"Ladies and gentlen, classmates and colleagues, good afternoon.
"Considering that many colleagues are still in hospital, we’ll use this multidia system to hold a brief report eting. To report so important situations to everyone..."
Everyone in the ward directed their attention to the TV screen.
What important situation?
On the screen, Chairman Chen Shu sat behind his desk, pulling out a docunt.
"Hahaha.
"Everyone, don’t be anxious, actually, it’s good news.
"We’ve... figured out so rules of the Ancient Immortals!"
So rules of the Ancient Immortals?
"In recent tis, we’ve faced impacts from the Ancient Immortals.
"Through joint research by experts from the Shangjing City Immortal Technique Committee, alongside so logic experts, ancient history experts, and behavioral experts, so patterns of the Ancient Immortals’ actions were discovered."
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