"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Zhou Ziyi suspected that he was hallucinating, so he reached out and slapped himself on the face.

Mike: "???"

"Why isn't my boss the same Fu Shiting that he used to be? Mike, if you don't tell me clearly, I will buy a plane ticket and go to country B right away." Zhou Ziyi's cheeks hurt, and he was sure that he was not dreaming.

"Zuo Mingzhu said that he died before. Now he was resurrected by Zuo Mingzhu."

"Pfft!!" Zhou Ziyi was so shocked that he was dumbfounded.

"Your boss is like a robot now, and the remote control is in Zuo Mingzhu's hand. Isn't it scary?" Mike said lazily, "So your boss is a bit autistic now. If I were him, I guess I wouldn't be much better.

"

"So scary?" Zhou Ziyi felt extremely sad, "What should I do? It's not okay to go on like this. My boss hates being threatened. If he has to live under the control of others every day from now on, he will definitely be worse off than dead.

Is there any way An An can help him?"

"An'an has never heard of Zuo Mingzhu's resurrection technique. She said there has never been any way to bring people back to life...So, she shouldn't be able to help your boss." Mike asked him to give up his fantasy, "You

Think on the bright side, at least your boss is still alive, which is better than dead. If you die, you will have nothing."

"For us, that's true. But I'm afraid my boss will never be happy again." After Zhou Ziyi said this, he put down the phone.

He took off his glasses and reached out to wipe away his tears.

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"Zhou Ziyi, you can't do it!" Mike stopped joking, "He is alive now. Although I don't know how medically he is diagnosed with this condition, but to the naked eye, besides being mentally abnormal,

, he looks no different from before.”

"A person is alive if he is breathing. Besides, you also said that it is not clear how medical science determines his condition. What if medical science does not admit that he is alive?" Zhou Ziyi became more and more sad as he spoke.

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"Stop crying. I'm telling you to reassure you, not to make you cry. I think Qin An'an is much stronger than you! Qin An'an doesn't cry like you."

...

In the master bedroom bathroom, there was a gurgling sound of water.

Warm water fell down Qin Anan's head, washing away the tears that kept pouring out of her eyes.

Fu Shiting was lying on her bed now, but she was getting sadder and sadder.

Fu Shiting is now incomplete. Even though he looks like a normal person, he is not the Fu Shiting he used to be.

She wanted to turn him into the Fu Shiting he was before, but she thought over and over again that she didn't have the ability.

She simply can't do it!

She couldn't do it even if she watched Fu Shiting become decadent and depressed like this!

Time passed by, and after staying in the bathroom for half an hour, she was afraid that he would be suspicious after waiting too long, so she quickly dried her body, put on her pajamas, and walked out.

I saw that the sheets on the bed were wrinkled into a ball, Fu Shiting held his head in his hands, sobbed painfully in his throat, and his whole body curled up...

"Shi Ting! What's wrong with you?" Qin Anan quickly ran to the bedside, held his arm, and cried out anxiously, "Do you have a headache? Why is this happening? Do you have headaches every day?"

There was cold sweat on his forehead, blue veins swelled, his teeth were clenched, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly because of his shortness of breath.

He was in so much pain! He couldn't answer her questions at all.

"Shi Ting, don't be afraid! I'll contact Zuo Mingzhu right away! She must know what's going on!" Qin Anan let go of his arm, found his phone, and opened it.

Zuo Mingzhu sent her a message, sent five minutes ago——

Zuo Mingzhu: Qin An'an, I asked you to remove the video, don't you take what I said to your heart? Then it will only make your man suffer a little.

Qin Anan looked at Fu Shiting with tears in her eyes.

Before that, she really didn't take Zuo Mingzhu's words to heart.
Chapter completed!