CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 279 - 272: It’s Actually Her

Whew!

Yuwei felt like a fish that had died and come back to life under the scorching sun.

The discomfort she felt all over her body was indescribable.

"You’re awake. I’ll go call the doctor." The caretaker sitting next to her quickly stood up.

"How long have I been here? What happened to me?"

"You had an allergy to the paint and formaldehyde poisoning. You were unconscious for over three hours."

Yuwei nodded, feeling the burning pain in her throat had not eased. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Yuwei, is your throat okay?" Yang Ni’s voice came from nearby.

"You... did you all get poisoned too?" Yuwei saw the other three were also present.

"Yes, but ours was mild. Yours was the most severe," Yang Ni said, her pale face filled with lingering fear as she looked at Yuwei.

"I really didn’t expect it. The paint was labeled as eco-friendly," Meng Meixuan chimed in.

"What about today’s movie screening? We might not make it," Qiang Yueting said, her voice tinged with anxiety.

"You’re still thinking about that? What’s most important is that we’re healthy enough to continue the competition," Meng Meixuan responded, clearly exasperated with Qiang Yueting.

Yuwei’s mind was chaotic and conflicted. As Meng Meixuan had said, the paint they used was supposed to be eco-friendly, and they hadn’t used much.

They had only applied a thin layer on the headboard, and the total paint used probably didn’t even amount to one can.

Besides, her symptoms weren’t caused by a paint allergy; she was actually allergic to cassava.

Either the caretaker intentionally lied, or the doctor had given false information to her.

She dared not think further. Some things were better left for the show to resolve.

"Doctor, are you sure the others are okay?" Xiao Yue arrived, her face full of worry.

"Apart from Yuwei, the others are fine now."

The doctor pushed his glasses up and continued, "This time, the amount of ’phenol dichlorohydroalkane’ they were exposed to was very low. If it had been any higher, it could have caused significant harm."

Xiao Yue’s gaze flashed with cold intensity. "Where did this substance come from?"

"It’s used for killing mosquitoes. It’s slightly toxic but harmless to humans unless ethanol is added and heated, which amplifies its toxicity."

"For killing mosquitoes?"

"Yes, it’s commonly found in mosquito repellent and coils."

As the doctor spoke, Xiao Yue had a sense of the situation—it was sabotage.

"Doctor, when will Yuwei fully recover?"

"At least one month."

"What? One month?"

Xiao Yue wasn’t worried about Yuwei withdrawing from the competition due to health reasons; her concern was the severe impact it could have on the show’s production.

Not many people fully understand this issue.

In the entertainment industry, the most terrifying thing for a show is to be pulled off the air or banned. Plainly speaking, the show would be ruined, and all the investments and efforts would go to waste.

How could a show get banned or axed?

It happens when people expose violations in the show that result in negative consequences.

If word of Yuwei’s poisoning was spread and malicious actors amplified its impact online, the program could be doomed by public backlash.

This was a situation where a single thread could unravel everything.

"Doctor, is it possible for her to be discharged tomorrow?"

"If discharged tomorrow, she must continue to rest and recover properly afterward."

"Doctor, I meant—can she still sing and dance after her discharge?"

Xiao Yue made her intentions clearer.

"She can, but it might leave her with lasting complications."

"...Alright, thank you, doctor. I hope you’ll keep this matter private."

"I’m sorry, but I must inform the patient of the consequences."

Xiao Yue froze for a moment.

"This is stipulated in our professional conduct. Unless you’re her immediate family."

"I’ll relay the information to her."

"That’s not allowed. I must inform her personally."

Xiao Yue smiled faintly and pulled a bank card from her handbag, placing it in front of the doctor.

"Here’s thirty thousand yuan; consider it a token of appreciation for your hard work."

"Director Yang, take the money back. I can’t take responsibility for this."

"...Fine, I’ll add another seventy thousand."

"Director Yang, there is no such thing as an impenetrable wall. You can’t buy my professional reputation, even if you offered ten times this amount." A mocking expression appeared on the doctor’s face.

Xiao Yue frowned slightly. "Alright then, doctor. However, I hope you’ll keep the details of the trainees’ visits to your hospital private."

"That’s no problem; we understand the consequences."

"Alright, but I hope you’ll still accept this token of appreciation."

After hesitating for a moment, the doctor took the card.

"I’d like you to prescribe some medications that will help Yuwei recover her strength faster."

"...Alright!"

After prescribing the medication, the two headed to see Yuwei.

At that moment, Yuwei had been pushed by a nurse in a wheelchair into an empty room.

The doctor, sensing the situation, explained what needed to be said and quickly left without lingering.

"Yuwei, if you truly can’t keep going, you can withdraw from the competition. I’ll handle the contract issues for you; you won’t have to pay any penalties." Xiao Yue’s eyes had the warmth of a loving mother.

"Director Yang, I can keep going. I won’t quit."

"Yuwei, really, don’t push yourself too hard. Your health comes first."

"This is my only chance; I can’t miss it."

Xiao Yue held Yuwei’s hand tightly, her eyes suddenly shimmering with tears:

"Yuwei, there’s an old saying: grand ambitions demand great sacrifices."

"In a person’s lifetime, they might only encounter one opportunity to truly succeed."

"I’m not surprised you’ve chosen to stay. If you want fame, you have to fight for it."

Yuwei understood that Xiao Yue’s sentiments were half-truth, half-lies.

But she truly had no choice. As long as she could still stand, she had to fight.

When she returned to the hospital room, Yang Ni and the other two didn’t ask her anything.

At the base.

All the trainees were sent back to their dorms.

At the same time, news about Yuwei and the other three’s "conditions" was shared with everyone to prevent panic.

Though everyone was skeptical, they couldn’t outright disbelieve the program team.

Inside the business vehicle outside the hospital.

Xiao Yue was discussing the next steps with Sun Miao.

"Xiao Yue, this matter can’t be completely hidden. All we can do is prevent people from knowing the details."

Xiao Yue nodded. "Miaomiao, do you have any suggestions?"

"We can release a mix of true and false information."

"True and false information?"

"Yes, we can admit that Yuwei and the others got sick, but attribute their illness to paint fumes from dormitory decoration, causing formaldehyde poisoning and throat inflammation that required hospitalization."

Xiao Yue nodded repeatedly, clearly approving of Sun Miao’s idea.

"Miaomiao, this approach works. The responsibility wouldn’t fall entirely on the program team. At most, it would appear as a minor oversight without serious consequences."

"Xiao Yue, we can also arrange for their old teammates to visit them, emphasizing our version of events."

"We can even send Lv Fangxin and Wang Na along—it could help stir up public interest."

Xiao Yue realized this incident might turn from a disaster into an opportunity.

"Miaomiao, have you found out who was behind it?"

"You’ll never guess," Sun Miao sneered coldly. "She acted very discreetly. The ethanol came from the public restroom, where the cleaning staff use it daily for disinfection."

Xiao Yue’s eyes widened. "There aren’t cameras there; how did you figure it out?"

"She took it during the celebration in the dining hall after the group performance," Sun Miao said, pausing before continuing:

"She used a water bottle to store it, knowing that ethanol and water have the same color."

"But she overlooked one detail. To avoid suspicion, she only stored around one milliliter, leaving the water bottle from the restroom nearly empty, which raised suspicion."

Xiao Yue immediately grasped Sun Miao’s point.

Who would leave the restroom with a nearly empty water bottle?

Especially when there’s a trash bin in the restroom.