"My hero, everything is ready."
The boy who took the medicine did not lie down and sleep as the doctors wanted. He was still awake and awake, holding a book in his hand and reading a collection of short stories with great interest.
The pale nurse stood in the darkness like a drifting white mist.
She seemed to want to touch the young man sitting on the hospital bed, but she was too worried about what to do and did not reach out, as if her touch would taint the gods. The look on her face was obsessed and fanatical.
After all, in the nurse's mind, he is the savior who walked into her heart and pulled her out of the abyss.
"Right now, we can leave this place together." The nurse stared at him enthusiastically and said, "I will be with you..."
Luo Kun smiled inexplicably, ignoring the nagging nurse next to him, and focused on the words on the page, his eyes eerily bright in the darkness.
Suddenly, a slight voice came from the door.
The nurse who was looking at the boy with admiration had a stern look on her face, lowered her head slightly, her expression was dark and unclear, and she put her hand into her nurse's uniform.
"Go away." Luo Kun said coldly.
"My hero..." The thought in the nurse's eyes only flashed across her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the boy again with enthusiasm and a bit of grievance.
"Your acting skills are terrible." Luo Kun put down the book and looked at her with his chin propped up.
"..."
The nurse blinked, and no matter who looked at the color in her eyes, the ardent admiration and admiration did not seem to be fake. She was as fanatical as a moth flying towards the flame, full of determination without hesitation.
This is a talent skill gifted by the system. This guy actually said that her acting skills were poor? !
The moment the door was pushed open, the nurse quickly lowered her head, like an unwilling believer who had been rejected by the gods, and hid in the toilet in the darkness.
"Snapped!"
The lights in the ward were turned on, and the boy seemed to squint his eyes slightly due to discomfort.
He turned around and showed a familiar and obedient smile: "Doctor Chu."
"Why didn't you rest?" Xu Shuo asked gently.
"I'm not sleepy."
Xu Shuo nodded after hearing this and sat down on the nurse next to him. At this moment, he saw the book in the young man's hand and asked curiously: "What book are you reading?"
Luo Kun was visibly startled for a moment, then showed him the cover: "A collection of short stories by Robert Anson Heinlein."
"Let me take a look." Xu Shuo stretched out his hand, took his book and started reading.
Luo Kun, who was robbed of a book again, looked at his empty hand. After being stunned for a while, he turned to look at the young man. There was a strange light shining in his dark eyes. He stared at it for a long time, as if he wanted to see through the man in front of him. People see the other side of him.
Obviously this guy didn't act so ignorantly last time.
Xu Shuo let him look at her and said casually without raising his head: "What did you do to find Xiao Tao just now? Her emotions cannot be stimulated. If you want to find someone to chat next time, you can find the nurse who takes care of you."
"I'm curious what Dr. Chu wants to do with her." Luo Kun stared at him and said without any emotion.
"When did I go to see her? If I did, it was because her current attending doctor was not here. I just went to check on the situation." Xu Shuo said helplessly, looking at Luo Kun with a look that sounded like "Why are you making trouble unreasonably?" Feel.
"Dr. Chu, what time is it now?"
"It's past half past one, what's wrong?" Xu Shuo looked at the clock on the wall, and then asked with concern.
"..."
Luo Kun said nothing again.
But maybe he was used to the patient's occasional abnormal behavior, and Xu Shuo, who had received no response to his inquiry, said nothing more. Suddenly, the ward fell into silence, with only the sparse sound of the young man turning the pages of a book from time to time.
After he sat down, he didn't explain the reason for coming. It seemed that he just came here to care about the patient's condition.
After a while, the young man suddenly said quietly: "Doctor Chu, what are you doing?"
"Huh?" Xu Shuo looked sideways, his soft expression full of doubts.
"I've been a little curious during these times." Luo Kun got up from the hospital bed. He leaned against the cabinet behind him and looked down at the people still sitting on the chair. His voice was extremely calm: "You, Dr. Zhang, and eight others No., even some nurses.”
Hearing this, a figure hidden behind the toilet door trembled slightly. She clenched her fists and couldn't help but listen more carefully.
Luo Kun stared into Xu Shuo's eyes and whispered: "What on earth are you doing? Are you so keen on performing all of a sudden? What do you want to do around me -"
Having said this, the young man suddenly grinned again and raised his usual bright and well-behaved smile.
Xu Shuo looked at him calmly for a while, then closed the book and touched the young man's forehead with concern and worry: "Xiao Kun, what are you talking about? We won't do anything to you. Don't worry, I am here."
His last sentence is the most common comfort a doctor can give to a patient.
The bright smile on Luo Kun's face quickly disappeared, and he looked at him expressionlessly, slightly twitching the corners of his mouth, and the light in his eyes instantly turned dark and twisted.
As a qualified doctor, Xu Shuo felt keenly that something was wrong with his emotions.
He quickly stood up and held the young man's shoulders with concern. The worry on his face did not seem like he was asking falsely: "Xiao Kun, are you okay?"
Luo Kun stared at him for a while, then suddenly pushed him away with force, then rushed forward and stretched out his hands to pinch his neck tightly!
"Xiao Kun... calm down..."
The veins on his pale palms were particularly glaring. Xu Shuo, whose neck was being restrained, felt extremely uncomfortable breathing. He tried to squeeze out words, but Luo Kun, who was pinching him hard, did not react at all. The emotion reflected on his expressionless face Cold edge.
So, Xu Shuo struggled to grab the wrist that was tied around his neck, used more strength than the thin boy to pry his hands apart, and immediately threw Luo Kun to the ground.
"Bang!"
Luo Kun hit the cabinet at the back hard and fell to the ground. The water cups and medicine bottles placed in the cabinet rolled down and made a harsh sound on the ground.
Hearing the noise outside, the nurse hiding in the toilet felt a sudden change in her heart.
She thought for a moment, and as a fanatical believer in the Hero, when the Hero she believed in was hurt, regardless of whether she had received an order from the other party to hide before, it should be no problem to run out to save him at this time.
The thought changed only for a moment, and the nurse quickly pushed open the toilet door and rushed to help Luo Kun up when he fell to the ground.
"Are you okay?!" The nurse looked at him anxiously and worriedly with trembling hands, and the concern on her face didn't seem fake.
"Xiao Kun, how are you?" At this time, Xu Shuo, who was coughing and covering his neck, also realized that he ran over and tried to help the young man up, full of self-blame.
"Get away! Don't even think about getting close to My Hero!" The nurse reacted fiercely and stood in front of Luo Kun. Her hysterical look and eyes were full of anger and real murderous intent.
Xu Shuo paused, showing a very confused look.
Luo Kun's face was still expressionless. He pushed away the nurse who came to help him, and looked at Xu Shuo who was close at hand with probing eyes.
"Dr. Chen?"
