I Can’t Be This Protagonist

On the desk, the white documents are stacked one on top of the other, all of which have been turned over, and they are scattered on the dark desktop.

Qi Feiyun leaned back on the chair, his eyes raised on the incandescent lamp in the middle of the office.

The matching result is out.

It matches amazingly.

Judging from the report alone, Qi Feiyun can even imagine a picture of one person's kidneys working harmoniously in another person's kidneys after a successful transplant.

"Dong dong-"

"Enter."

"Doctor Qi, coffee."

"let it go."

The assistant was having a hard time facing the messy desk with the coffee in his hand. He didn't dare to touch those documents casually.

Qi Feiyun fell into his own contemplation alone. After a while, he realized the embarrassing situation of his assistant. He sat up straight and put the documents in a pile and placed them on the left.

The assistant hurriedly put down the coffee and said softly, "Doctor Qi, you have been working overtime for several days, should you take a break?"

"I'm measured," Qi Feiyun nodded lightly, "Thank you."

The door was gently closed.

The peculiar bitter aroma of coffee wafted through the silent office.

Qi Feiyun glanced at the cup.

The black liquid in the cup is emitting heat, and it floats on the paper beside it along the wisps of wind coming out of the window.

Qi Feiyun stared at the smoke scattered by the wind, and his knuckled fingers held the handle of the cup.

He stretched out his hand, but his thoughts were still running wild.

When Qi Feiyun came back to his senses, he realized that he had tilted the coffee cup completely unconsciously.

If the angle is a little further off, those snow-white reports are all ruined.

With a slight noise, Qi Feiyun put the coffee cup upright again.

He sat in the office for a long time until the coffee was cold and he was still sitting in his seat.

The door of the office was knocked again, and the assistant looked embarrassed, "Doctor Qi, it's two o'clock."

"Sorry," Qi Feiyun stood up, "Go off work."

Assistant: "Doctor Qi, are you off work? I'll take you off work."

The street was very quiet in the middle of the night. Qi Feiyun sat in the car with no expression on his face. During the day, his neat hair was a little fluffy, and a few strands of hair were loosely hanging between his eyebrows. Eyebrows twitched.

The assistant drove the car to the downstairs of the apartment, and Qi Feiyun asked him to drive back in his own car.

"Okay, then I'll pick you up tomorrow, call me when you wake up."

Qi Feiyun nodded, "It's hard work."

When the assistant was about to start the car, he was stopped by Qi Feiyun again.

"etc."

The assistant was sitting in the car and saw from the rearview mirror that Qi Feiyun had opened the trunk, as if he had taken something from the trunk, it was so dark that he couldn't see it clearly at night.

The fingerprint lock was opened, and the living room was as quiet as the hospital's office. Perhaps the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were left open because he forgot to pull them when he left.

Qi Feiyun stood quietly at the entrance with a blanket under his arm.

"Mr. Qi."

Qi Feiyun closed his eyes.

After the lights were turned on, the furnishings in the living room seemed invisible under the lights.

The cold and lonely air rushed towards him without any cover.

Qi Feiyun passed through them, sat down as usual, and unfolded the blanket tucked under his arms.

The dark blanket has been placed in the trunk. It looked clean, but it was stained with dust. Qi Feiyun brushed the blanket with his fingers and groped carefully. Suddenly, his fingertips seemed to fall into a trap. fell.

There is a hole in the blanket.

A cigarette **** accidentally dropped by someone.

Indelible marks were left on this blanket.

No matter how well it was hidden, the hole was still there.

Qi Feiyun sat with him for a long time. He was used to being lonely and without anyone to accompany him, and he was able to hold on to it very well. Before he knew it, the moonlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows turned into wisps of golden sunlight, which climbed to Qi Feiyun's feet.

Only then did Qi Peiyun realize that he didn't change his shoes.

Look back.

Footprints all over the clean floor.

A series of messy and procrastinated footprints.

Did he walk into the house like this yesterday? Qi Feiyun clutched the carpet in his hand, thinking a little confused.

When Yan Shuang had just finished breakfast, he received a text message from Qi Feiyun.

The text message is very simple, just two words - "Where?"

In general, Yan Shuang would not bother to deal with this situation after finishing work, but Qi Feiyun was not an ordinary person.

This is the signal that the ending is advancing!

Yan Shuang immediately returned the address of his apartment.

About ten minutes later, Yan Shuang heard a knock on the door.

Yan bilaterally shouted "come" and went over to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, what caught his eye was a very "standard" Qi Feiyun.

Qi Feiyun was wearing a gray coat, and inside the coat was a dazzling black suit, very Qi Feiyun-style, and he looked like he could immediately enter the office with a briefcase, his face was solemn and dignified, and there was a faint scent on his body.

Yan Shuang is very familiar with this fragrance.

It was the scent of the shower gel in Qi Feiyun's bathroom.

Did you shower and change before you came to see him?

grand enough.

"What's the matter with me in a hurry?" Yan Shuang was standing at the door, not wanting to invite him in, "Is the matching result out?"

As soon as Yan Shuang said it, he was right on Qi Feiyun's "intention".

Qi Feiyun was not flustered by the exposure, his expression was still calm, "Are you sure you want to donate?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Shuang realized that his excellent voice had become hoarse.

"Donating a kidney is not as easy as you think."

Qi Feiyun stretched out his hand, and his arm suddenly wrapped around Yan Shuang's waist.

"The kidneys are here."

Qi Feiyun looked at him coldly, with a tone like the fine brush in a realistic painting, "A kidney is peeled off, and from that moment on, you are no longer a healthy person."

"Maybe you have checked it yourself, or a doctor may tell you that it doesn't matter if you lack one kidney. You still have another kidney. The compensatory function of the kidney is very strong. You only need one kidney and you can still live as before."

"The truth is that you can't be as strong and active as you used to be, you'll get tired easily, you'll have to abstain from food, you can't take any medication, you have to go for regular check-ups, and you're worried that the remaining kidney will be overwhelmed and go out of work. , at that time your body has no way to retreat, only..."

Qi Feiyun didn't say any more.

He knew that his tone was already a little aggressive.

However, the person in his sight was still calm.

"I know," Yan Shuang said softly, placing both hands on Qi Feiyun's arms, "Mr. Qi, I know all about it."

Qi Feiyun stared at him for a long time before he continued, "...but you still have to do that."

"Yes."

Should have guessed.

When did he go back to what he decided?

Qi Feiyun has always been an expert on how to disembowel a person.

He wasn't complacent about it, and he never felt noble.

He did not wield a scalpel with the purpose of saving anyone, nor did he have any lofty ideals and beliefs.

He simply enjoys the thrill of legally cutting through a human body.

That is evil.

He ignored that evil and passed day after day with peace of mind, despising God and those foolish beliefs in his heart, and letting those evils continue to expand.

God has been watching him, waiting for an opportunity to punish him.

He waited.

Qi Yun stood up straight, and with a little force on his arms, pressed Yan Shuang's face to his chest.

His voice was low, his eyes were closed, his lips trembled slightly.

He said, "May the Lord bless you."