The silence in the medical unit was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic dripping of the IV and the distant, muffled roar of the tropical storm outside. Chen Ying lay against the pillows, her obsidian eyes fixed on the glowing screen of her smartphone.
She wasn't looking at the news. She was looking at the battlefield. She hadn't been able to keep her phone down after getting it back.
In this life, the digital landscape wasn't just a place for entertainment; it was where reputations were forged and burned. And tonight, the name 'Wang Bai' was being fed to the flames.
The Weibo interface was a chaotic blur of "Hot" icons and breaking news banners. The "Hot Search" list, usually curated by expensive PR firms, had been completely hijacked by the raw, brutal truth.
[Weibo Hot Search - Real-Time Rankings]
