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

Less than two hours after waking up, Song Shengshi already felt very tired. He leaned on a bench in the hospital corridor, waiting for the results from the imaging department.

He feels a bit unmotivated. If there are no experiments to do, he doesn't know what to do now.

Ah... I don't think it's suitable to continue filming in this state.

Song Shengshi knew that he was not in a good state, but he thought it was just a normal bad mood, so he didn't think much about it and just leaned back in his chair and cleared his mind.

He felt uncomfortable whenever he looked at his phone, so he temporarily left it in the ward. As a result, he did not receive the flood of messages and calls from his teammates after they received the news of his illness.

The cell phone was buzzing on the bedside table, but was drowned out by the louder snoring of Song's father.

"Song Shengshi, this is your film. Take it to your attending physician for review." A nurse handed Song Shengshi a bag containing the imaging results.

"Oh, thank you." Song Shengshi stood up, took the bag, nodded to the nurse, and went to find the doctor who had just seen him.

After finding the corresponding clinic, Song Shengshi knocked on the door and pushed it open.

"Oh, you're here. Give me the film." The doctor sitting at the desk looked up and saw the man coming, so he asked him to sit next to him.

"Well... the film doesn't look like there's anything wrong." The doctor was relatively young. After eating breakfast, he regained some energy and his mood improved a lot.

Not receiving a response, the doctor looked up in confusion, only to see the patient in front of him staring out the window in a trance.

"Hello?" The doctor leaned forward slightly and waved his hand in front of him.

"Ah..." Song Shengshi came back to his senses, took a deep breath and adjusted himself, then pulled his chair forward and said, "Excuse me, doctor, what did you just say?"

"I said that there are no obvious lesions on the film, which means that your stomach condition is not particularly bad, but it is not good either. You should pay more attention to your diet. You are still young, so don't pay attention to it. You will regret it when you are old."

The doctor couldn't help but nag a little, and finally said in confusion: "But, vomiting as soon as you eat... If you eat normally, it shouldn't be so serious, right?"

"No," Song Shengshi added, "it shouldn't be caused by eating."

"Every time...when I think of my teammates, I feel uncomfortable, like now..." Song Shengshi endured it and said, then turned and ran towards the trash can, holding on to the wall and retching, because he didn't eat anything, and what he vomited was just stomach acid.

Yes, he just thought of his teammates again. He wondered what they were doing, how they were doing in practice, and whether they had eaten well. As he thought about it, he began to feel uncomfortable because it seemed like they were still angry with him.

"You... this, do you want to see a psychiatrist? It seems quite serious."

"Yeah... I understand." Song Shengshi panted, clenched his fists, and forced himself to cheer up.

After Song Shengshi left, the young doctor started biting his nails anxiously in the clinic.

"They are simply two different people, the Song Shengshi in the morning and the Song Shengshi now..."

"But generally artists always have some psychological problems, big or small. According to what he just said... could it be? It's bullying within the team?" The doctor had a look on his face as if he had eaten something unheard of. He was about to go out to find his colleagues to eat some unheard-of food together, but when he opened the door, he bumped into a wall of people.

"Who are you? Don't gather here... Wow!" The doctor was about to scold when he suddenly found that there were a dozen handsome guys with different appearances standing in front of him.

Then the fire went out all of a sudden, just like what happened to Song Shengshi in the morning.

"Hello, doctor. We are Shengshi's teammates and are here to visit him. May I ask which ward Shengshi is in?" Wen Junhui spoke first, his tone gentle and lively.

Just like when the doctor was hungry after finishing her night shift in the morning, her colleague brought her a bowl of hot wonton from outside.

It’s a warm and happy feeling that’s much better than the food in the hospital cafeteria.

How could such a teammate bully? The doctor immediately fell in love with him and told them where Song Shengshi was without verifying the specific information.

"Song Shengshi? He went to the psychology department for a checkup."

"Psychology department?" Xu Minghao raised his head and looked at the doctor steadily. "Doctor, tell us about Shengshi's condition."

"Are you sure there is no bullying within the team?"

"No, we have a very good relationship and are very close." In order to avoid misunderstanding, Song Shengshi spoke briefly.

"So what do you usually think about your teammates that causes you to feel nauseous and vomit?"

"Well... I can't remember some of it clearly, probably, what they were doing, what they were eating, which episode of the TV series I watched in the practice room last time, why there was no news from the company representative, and... why didn't they contact me..." Song Shengshi lowered his head, like a puppy that was abandoned and caught in the rain.

The doctor looked at the several basic forms that Song Shengshi had just filled out, and paused at the question "Do you feel confused and incomprehensible about some of your actions?"

Song Shengshi chose 7 on the scale, which means he is confused about some of his actions quite often.

Just like now, I have already experienced physical reactions due to separation anxiety, but I still don’t understand why this happened and why I am in a bad mood.

The soul seems to be in a state of split, one side is calmly observing and describing the body's reactions, while the other is tormented by the emotion of missing but can't find a way out.

"Mr. Song, you may be suffering from separation anxiety."

"Huh?" Song Shengshi raised his head and looked blankly at the doctor sitting in front of him.

The door was not closed tightly. Xu Minghao was about to knock on the door when he heard the doctor's voice and stopped knocking.

His eyes widened, his lips trembling slightly, and he turned to look at his teammates beside him.