Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill!
Chapter 684 683: Blame
The current situation is far more severe than they imagined.
Especially outside, it's almost complete chaos, with many family members there cursing and swearing.
Especially for those who watched the livestream.
They immediately shifted all the blame onto Wu Bin.
"The reason this disease outbreak happened must be entirely because of Wu Bin. If it weren't for him having this disease, how could our city suddenly and inexplicably have an outbreak? Wu Bin is like a jinx; if he weren't here, none of this would have happened!"
"Exactly, my husband was fine at first. But last night, out of nowhere, his skin started rotting. In just half a day, his condition deteriorated severely. We had no choice but to rush him to the hospital."
"In just one day, we've already spent thousands on medical bills. If he has to stay in the ICU like Wu Bin, where would we get that kind of money?"
"Although Wu Bin indeed helped everyone earlier, his current illness is utterly baffling. The key issue is that he's even spread it to others now. Even though he saved people, he unintentionally brought everyone a lot of trouble!"
"Seriously, can you people have a little conscience? When Wu Bin was saving everyone, you treated him like a lifesaver. Now that something's happened, you're all rushing to slander him and even say a lot of harsh words. How can you be so shameless?"
"Suddenly, I feel it's really hard for Wu Bin to be human. No matter what Wu Bin does, someone will always blame him for everything."
"Haven't you noticed that Wu Bin's health has been improving these past few days? And he's been lying in the hospital without contacting those patients. How could he possibly have infected you? Can you people think a little?"
"If the matter isn't related to the cyst, does it mean something else is wrong, but no one has realized what it is yet?"
"My God, if one day I went all out to help those in need, only to have them shower me with insults, then no way am I helping them again, because I'm not a saint."
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The controversy is both online and in real life.
It's gradually increasing.
People are going crazy, hurling insults.
Many.
Look enraged.
Many are laying the blame on Wu Bin and his people.
Some even specifically run outside Wu Bin's ward to hurl insults.
"Wu Bin, get out here now!"
"Without you, Wu Bin, would everyone have gotten this disease?"
Their words are filthy.
Zhu Ling immediately became angry.
"What's wrong with these people? Something happens to them, and they push all the responsibility onto you?"
"I really can't believe these people. Can't they have a bit of decency and not act so disgustingly?"
Zhu Ling, brimming with anger, wanted to go outside.
He really wanted to cuss them out fiercely.
What right do they have to insult Wu Bin?
He Bingbing caught Zhu Ling's hand in time: "I know you're angry, but there are clearly more people outside than us. If we open the ward door, I'm just worried they'll throw things at Wu Bin."
"Also, the disease on everyone came unexpectedly, and it spreads particularly fast. As family members, they're probably breaking down, so they came here cursing."
"If you rush out now to argue with them, you'll only intensify their anger, making the situation even more troublesome!"
He Bingbing's explanation and analysis were reasonable.
Given the current circumstances, opening the door was obviously not an option.
Once the door is opened.
They'll all swarm in.
That group of people would rush in like maniacs and start causing havoc.
They seemed possessed.
He Bingbing's reminder, Zhu Ling was indignant: "Have you heard the things these people are saying?"
"Wu Bin is obviously also a victim, still lying on the hospital bed. He has nothing to do with them. Yet they come in here and unload all their blame on Wu Bin."
"It's always like this!"
"I really don't know where they get the nerve to say such things so boldly. It's so disgusting!" Zhu Ling complained angrily, clearly repulsed by their disgusting behavior.
He had never encountered people as unlucky as them.
At this moment.
Zhu Ling was so furious that he could barely restrain himself from punching those people.
He Bingbing was beside him, constantly speaking calming words: "I know you two are both angry, but anger aside, what we need most now is to stay calm."
"And regarding their condition, it came too strangely."
"I suspect it might be an infectious disease."
"If it's contagious, what is causing it to spread? Why has their condition deteriorated so severely in such a short time?" He Bingbing rubbed his chin.
He had a ton of questions, only wanting to answer them to clear his name.
Wu Bin lay in the hospital bed, his condition improving.
But—
Wu Bin seemed exhausted now.
Wu Bin was also analyzing: "He Bingbing is quite right. I also feel there's something strange about it. I'm curious if this is some form of infectious disease or if something else is the problem?"
"Moreover, I remember having no issues with my body. How did I suddenly end up in this state?"
With a slight frown, Wu Bin was a bit puzzled.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling gradually calmed down: "But with just our abilities now, how can we investigate clearly?"
"Plus, I feel something's odd about this!"
"I'm also wondering, where did this all start?" He Bingbing pondered, looking at Wu Bin: "Do you remember what you encountered before you fell ill?"