After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

"The emergency contact is..." Ji Yue looked through the materials that Song Shengshi had submitted previously. Because they did not have enough manpower, the program team planned to contact Song Shengshi's family to facilitate signatures for any subsequent examinations.

"There are two...one is Wen Junhui, and the other is Xu Minghao." said the staff member beside Ji Yue.

"Strange, shouldn't it be his relatives? Why did he put his teammates' contact information up there?" Ji Yue said in confusion, "Forget it, let's try to contact Wen Junhui first."

The location of the call showed that it was in South Korea. After the ringing sounded for a while, the call was picked up.

"Hello?" Since the number shown was from China, Wen Junhui tried to greet in Chinese.

"Are you Mr. Wen Junhui, Song Shengshi's teammate? I am Ji Yue, the director of the program that Song Shengshi is participating in."

"Yes, what happened to Shengshi?" Wen Junhui was a little nervous. When his teammates around him heard the key words, they immediately pricked up their ears and gathered around.

"Ah... it's like this. Mr. Song Shengshi fainted due to illness. He is currently in the hospital. He may need to undergo some follow-up tests and his relatives' signatures. However, the emergency contact information he left is only for you and Xu Minghao. I wonder if you know his relatives' contact information."

"We know the phone number of Shengshi's parents," Wen Junhui said as he called Xu Minghao over, turned on his phone, and found the phone number of Song Shengshi's parents in the group chat information list. He read it to Ji Yue and asked her to write it down.

"Where is Shengshi now?" Although Wen Junhui was a little anxious, he forced himself to calm down and ask for relevant information.

"You don't know? Oh, confidentiality agreement..." Ji Yue reacted, glanced at the female secretary standing next to her, and after getting approval, she turned around and spoke to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Song Shengshi is now in Changsha People's Hospital."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Junhui looked up at his teammates surrounding him. After a long time, he announced the information just now.

"Shengshi is sick."

Yoon Jeonghan leaned on the sofa with his chin resting on his hand, thinking for a while, then looked up to look out the window.

“Want to go to China?”

The sound was very small, but Choi Seungcheol caught it. He immediately lowered his head and began to check his schedule, confirming that there were no schedules from tomorrow until the day of his return.

"Sure, the time is fine." Choi Seungcheol said, and then began to ask for others' opinions, "How is it?"

"As for air tickets, take the direct flight tomorrow morning and arrive at noon." Wen Junhui started to check the flight information very quickly.

"Then let's go." Cui Hanlu had no objection. He stood up and straightened his clothes. "If we leave tomorrow morning, we should start packing now, right?"

Seeing this, others also started to take action. Since they were planning a private trip, Wen Junhui directly booked all the air tickets using the saved member identity information.

This was the first time they traveled to China as a group without any itinerary arrangements, but they were not as excited as usual. Everyone missed and worried about Song Shengshi in their own way, but at this moment, because they were thousands of miles apart, all their concern seemed extremely pale and powerless.

Even the program crew called just to ask for the contact information of Song Shengshi's parents.

At this moment, they hoped that they could be with Song Shengshi when he collapsed from exhaustion.

After the program team contacted Wen Junhui, they immediately contacted Song Shengshi's parents. Song's father was in Shanghai because of the branch, so he took the high-speed rail over that night. When Song Shengshi woke up in the morning, he saw his father sitting next to him, holding his hand and looking worried.

Noticing the fatigue in Song's father's eyes, Song Shengshi gently held his hand back and said with a smile: "Dad, take a break, I'll be fine now."

When the doctor on rounds came in, he saw Song Shengshi taking care of his father who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Ah, how can you let the patient..." The doctor was about to curse when Song Shengshi stopped him with a gesture.

Before he returned to China, he knew that his father was traveling to various cities, preparing for the expansion of branches and conducting some market research. His mother was in the system and was receiving training in Kunming, during which she was not allowed to use any communication equipment.

Both of them have been very busy recently, and Song Shengshi is not used to bothering his parents with his own affairs, so he only left the contact information of two Chinese teammates, because in his plan, this phone number would not be used.

"My dad has only slept three or four hours for several days in a row." Song Shengshi said as he pushed the doctor out of the ward.

"Doctor, what do you want to talk to me about?" Song Shengshi leaned against the wall and asked the doctor with a smile. The buttons on the collar of his hospital gown were not buttoned, leaving it slightly open, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

"Hmm..." The doctor looked away somewhat unnaturally and handed several examination reports in his hand to Song Shengshi.

"This is the report of the basic examination that we conducted yesterday while you were in a coma. There is nothing abnormal except low blood sugar. You can be discharged after you have a good meal and rest."

"Really? Doctor? But I vomit as soon as I eat it..." Song Shengshi showed a pitiful expression.

"Vomiting after eating? It could be gastroenteritis." The doctor said, pressing on the lower part of Song Shengshi's stomach.

"Wow." Song Shengshi bent over in pain, looked up at the doctor with tears in his eyes, "It hurts so much, is it a serious gastroenteritis?"

"No, a normal person will feel pain when pressing here. The pain for you means it's unlikely that you have gastroenteritis." The doctor adjusted his glasses, and a mysterious reflection appeared on the lenses.

"Hiss, isn't there any painless way to check..." Song Shengshi stood up speechlessly and rubbed his stomach.

"You're awake now. To be on the safe side, let's take an X-ray and we'll know for sure." The doctor went back to the office, wrote a prescription for Song Shengshi, and then prepared to go to other rooms.

Before leaving, the doctor said, "It's better to dress neatly in the hospital."

Hmm? Song Shengshi looked down and thought, this is quite suitable. He didn't even wear a hospital gown, slippers, or earrings.

The doctor had already left. Song Shengshi didn't figure it out, so he just gave up thinking about it. He took the list and went to the MRI area to take the X-ray.

At the same time, in South Korea, the teammates had already boarded the car heading to the airport. The car was also rented by themself. All operations were not carried out through the company. The group secretly set off for another country.

The practice room teacher saw that no one had come to practice for a long time, so he knocked on the door of Representative Jin's office anxiously.

"Deputy, the members are missing."

"Well, they will take care of it. You can take a day off today. Don't worry, your salary will not be deducted." Representative Jin sat on the office chair with his back to the practice room teacher. He comforted the teacher with a few words and left.

After the teacher left the office, Representative Jin slowly turned around, his lips trembling slightly, his eyelids were bruised, and his cheeks were scratched.

"Let those devil kids go for a few days. Hopefully, when they come back, they'll turn back into the angel kids they once were."