Infinite nonsense

"I'm very sorry, the operation failed."

A nurse bowed to Qiao Jing and apologized.

"Ha...Ha?! Are you kidding!? Didn't you say that the operation can be successful!" Zhang Yehui grabbed the nurse's shoulder and shook it in disbelief.

"What is this?! What is this?!"

Zhang Yehui pushed the nurse aside violently and punched the wall with a "boom" sound.

"Damn...how could this happen..." Zhang Yehui gritted his teeth and leaned against the wall.

"We said the operation could be successful because we thought there was only one bullet in the wounded man's body, but what we didn't expect was that another bullet actually penetrated the ribs and penetrated his stomach. Such an injury can be said to be fatal." Nurse Station He stood up and said helplessly.

Zhang Yehui's eyes widened and he turned his head to look at the nurse and gritted his teeth and roared.

"What the hell are you trying to explain?! Why didn't you succeed?! It's not you doctors who don't try your best!! It's you! If you had taken measures earlier, he wouldn't have..." Qiao Jing stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Yehui.

"Stop talking, uncle, calm down."

Qiao Jing's hand that grabbed Zhang Yehui trembled.

"I don't want to listen anymore, take Mo away and let's leave."

Zhang Yehui looked at Qiao Jing's trembling hands and couldn't help but "tsk" at the nurse and quickly ran towards the operating room.

Qiao Jing slowly put down his stiff arms and moved like a machine to sit on the chair.

"I'm back." Zhang Yehui frowned, hugging Yang Mo who looked like he was sleeping and looked at Qiao Jing in the distance and said in a deep voice.

"Well, let's go." Qiao Jing sat up and looked at Yang Mo in Zhang Yehui's arms and smiled.

The two of them sat in the car silently and looked at the highway in the distance.

"Speaking of which, why do you like this guy Yang Mo? You are obviously a man." Zhang Yehui stared at the traffic police patrolling the vehicles at the intersection in the distance and whispered while holding the steering wheel.

"Isn't it okay? From what you said, it seems like you can't accept two men falling in love?" Qiao Jing couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not rejecting this, but I can't accept two men conceptually. I'm afraid there are very few people who accept this new type of relationship in China now, and it's limited to the first-tier cities of Shanghai." Zhang Yehui turned his head and looked at Qiao Jing. .

"So the current social environment does not allow novel things to appear. After all, we are always afraid of things that are too exciting for us and shake our outlook." Qiao Jing glanced at Yang Mo lying behind the rearview mirror.

"But I'm no longer a man, so you don't have to accept this."

"Not a man anymore? What are you talking about?"

Zhang Yehui frowned and turned to look at Qiao Jing, his pupils trembling slightly.

"Look, the characteristics of a man are gone." Qiao Jing murmured to himself.

"You...why did your body suddenly become like this..." Qiao Jing quickly looked away and said with a shocked expression,

"I'm not sure. It seems like it has slowly changed since the night I killed He Jiaqing." Qiao Jing lowered his eyes and said softly.

"Is that girl the one Yang Mo likes?" Zhang Yehui looked at the pedestrians walking on the road in front of him.

"Well, in a sense, I snatched her body and allowed her to survive in this world in another way." Qiao Jing said softly.

"You are really good at speaking. You obviously killed her with the smiling man, but you are looking for excuses to excuse yourself. It's really ridiculous!"

The green passers-by in the middle of the road in the distance suddenly turned into stationary red passers-by.

"Really... Since that day, every time I looked in the mirror and observed the changes in my body, my originally strong hair gradually became softer and more natural, the hair underneath disappeared like it shrank, and my skin gradually became less like before. That hard and tight skin turned into tentacle-like skin, and my facial features began to become softer and calmer. From a distance, I look like a girl, no, I am already a girl."

The look in Qiao Jing's eyes slowly changed and he slightly raised the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"In order to be with the person you like, you can even change your gender. I think this kind of behavior can be called "love"."

Zhang Yehui looked at the empty scene on the road with a complicated expression.

"I don't understand why you did it, and I don't understand why you did it. Likewise, I don't want to know why you changed gender after that."

Zhang Yehui pressed the button on the side to open the car window.

"Sorry, routine inspection."

At this time, a traffic policeman outside the door knocked on the car window and said coldly.

The traffic policeman rolled his eyes and looked around Zhang Yehui, then looked at Zhang Qiaojing who was standing aside.

"Who is that person lying on the back seat?" the traffic police officer narrowed his eyes.

"He... is my son! My son." Zhang Yehui greeted the traffic policeman with a smile.

"He just fell asleep."

The traffic policeman leaned slightly and whispered into the microphone on his collar.

"This is Beicheng Expressway Route 244. A suspected criminal is requesting armed force..." At this time, the traffic policeman's eyes widened and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Oh... Hahaha, I'm sorry, Captain, I saw it wrong!"

"Hey! What's going on with you!? Can you be more serious?!"

"Yes, yes! I know I was wrong." The traffic policeman said as he turned off the microphone and left.

"Hey, your reaction speed is still as good as ever..." Zhang Yehui couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The car restarted the engine and drove towards the toll booth at the highway intersection.

Qiao Jing put on his earphones and crossed his chest with his hands and looked at Zhang Yehui beside him.

"Why...why would you lie like this about your son?"

"Why do you care about this? I just thought of it on the spur of the moment!"

"Is it related to your past?"

Zhang Yehui subconsciously tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

"No, you think too much."

Qiao Jing said "hmm" and leaned against the car pillow with his eyes raised.

"Your card and change,"

The toll collector smiled at Zhang Yehui and bent down to hand the thing in his hand to him.

Zhang Yehui lowered his head and roughly counted the coins with his hands before putting the things into the car cabinet.

"I didn't expect you would still have so much cash after your bank card was frozen by Infinite..." Qiao Jing glanced at several stacks of red cash and smiled.

"It's nothing surprising. I'm not used to depositing money in banks."

Zhang Yehui started the car, looked ahead and turned the steering wheel.

"Hmm~ I heard you worked as a driver before you were selected as a reserve player?"

"Yes, I used to work as a driver running business in the county when I just graduated from junior high school."

"You have saved a lot? Is it to save money for your family?"

"Absolutely. My son started working hard to save for tuition when he first entered elementary school, but he later divorced my wife." The lights from outside the car shone into the car, sweeping across Zhang Yehui's cheeks like a zebra road.

"You lied." Qiao Jing tilted his head and looked at Zhang Yehui.

"After your wife was diagnosed with gastric cancer three years ago, she felt desperate for the family's finances and you, who had no education, ended up jumping off the balcony of your home one night with your still young child in your arms." Qiao Jing turned to look at said softly from the back seat of the car.

Zhang Yehui turned away and focused on the road.

"It's almost time to wake up."

Yang Mo slowly sat up and turned around to look at Qiao Jing's smiling face and said in confusion.

"How long...how long have I slept..."

"It won't take long, welcome back." Qiao Jing said with a smile.

"Hey!! Aren't you dead? Boy!!!"

Zhang Yehui looked at the sleepy Yang Mo from the rearview mirror and said with a shocked expression.

"Huh? It seems to be alive again..." Yang Mo touched his head and said with a silly smile.

"Idiot...you."