Invade

When Sith changed his clothes and walked into the ward, Lancer just left. After all, the bar cannot always be left to others to take care of.Qin Jing was still lying on the bed in that miserable state, and when he saw him coming in, he muttered "I'm sorry".

Sith sighed, and put the water glass in his hand on the bedside table: "There's nothing I'm sorry about... If you want to eat something, I'll go and have a look at a nearby store."

"Only convenience stores are open in the early morning." Qin Jing said pitifully.

"fine."

"I want baked sweet potatoes."

"?" Sith frowned at him, and Qin Jing looked back at him cautiously.

He was suddenly struck by Qin Jing's appearance, and exhaled: "I'll go buy it."

"I'll buy it tomorrow..." the young man said conscientiously, and moved his body to the side by the way, regretting, "It's so late... let's sleep together."

Sith glanced at Qin Jing's pale face: "I'll go for a walk, you go to sleep."

Qin Jing pursed his lips and smiled.

Sith said nothing.

After a while, the young man laughed and said, "Get some rest."

After one o'clock in the morning, the two fell asleep one after another. Qin Jing still buried his head in Sith's chest, and he stopped curling up, and slept soundly.Sith patted him on the back lightly, but his eyes were fixed on the dark ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.

……

"Are you all right?"

It was early in the morning, and a man in casual clothes was standing beside the bed holding a glass of water, looking worriedly at the scene.

The latter emphasized for the third time: "It's just an ordinary fever."

The man's eyes were still full of worry: "Both you and Xiaoyan are in poor health, you must pay attention to it."

"Ji Lin." Qin Jing said helplessly, "I'm really fine...but you, the store manager will come if you don't leave."

"...Then take care, I'll fetch water for Xiaoyan." Ji Lin nodded slightly, "Call me if you need anything. The inpatient department is not far from here. I will try my best to help you."

Qin Jing waved his hand weakly.

No way, who made the border town only have such a big hospital?

When Ji Lin was going out, he passed a man wearing a black windbreaker and carrying roasted sweet potatoes. The man paused, turned his head and looked at him thoughtfully, so Ji Lin smiled politely and walked out quickly .

Sith put the roasted sweet potatoes on the bedside table and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm still a little dizzy." Qin Jing replied honestly.

"Eat less sweet potatoes..." Xi paused, "Eat as much as you want when you recover."

Qin Jing looked up and smiled: "You may have to leave later."

Sith cast a puzzled look.

"...The store manager, he said he would come to see me later." Qin Jing hesitantly said, "It's not suitable for you to be here."

"Understood." Unexpectedly, Sith agreed straightforwardly, "I'll go out for a walk, is one hour enough?"

"Enough..." Qin Jing whispered.

Sith nodded, walked to the door and asked suddenly: "That person just now is your friend?"

Knowing that he was referring to Ji Lin, Qin Jing nodded, "Yes."

The answer is really watertight.Sith sighed slightly, silently recalled the direction the man was walking just now, pushed open the door and walked out.

According to the information obtained from the face-to-face just now, that man is an absolute human being, even if he was quietly marked by himself, he would not know it, it was too simple.

But it was this unpreparedness that made Sith hesitate-do you want to follow and see?

But a second later, Sith came to a conclusion: no suspicious element should be let go.Thinking of this, he strode towards the inpatient department.

When the door of the ward was pushed open, Qin Jing was lying on the bed dying. Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his head with difficulty, and in his blurred vision was a middle-aged man who was a bit fat.

"Water..." Qin Jing murmured a word with difficulty, his fingers clenched the bed sheet several times and then loosened it, he couldn't use his strength for a long time, and he didn't have the energy he had when facing Sith.

The middle-aged man seemed to be used to seeing Qin Jing like this, without the slightest surprise, he poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and put the straw in Qin Jing's mouth.

Qin Jing looked like someone who had lost his way in the desert for a few days. He took a few breaths eagerly but was choked up and cried out. It wasn't the slight ups and downs of his chest that made people really think he was dead.

I don't know how long it took before a moderately smiling voice sounded in the ward: "Xiaojing is sick again."

Qin Jing tried his best to calm down, and he felt his chest tightness a lot better after a while. He said hoarsely, "I'm sorry...the store manager."

"I'm sorry, you're too polite." The middle-aged man still smiled kindly, but he kept standing far away from the bed, without any intention of taking a step forward, "The last day's compensation, You don’t have to bear it yourself, I’ll pay for it for you.”

"As for you taking the other half of the amount that should have been handed over, I won't pursue it." The store manager smiled cheerfully, but the more Qin Jing heard it, the more his back felt chills, "I just ask you one thing. "

"..." Qin Jing's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and he could feel that the store manager's next words would definitely make him in a dilemma.

The middle-aged man smiled even brighter: "Don't be nervous Xiaojing. Answer me first, do you want to renew the contract with your current client?"

Qin Jing hummed with difficulty.

"In this way, the contract renewal will be postponed for a week in advance, and you will receive another client next week." The store manager's words were very gentle, but Qin Jing felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"If your client disagrees, then you don't need to renew the contract at all. Just do your best to receive the next one." The store manager said, "Is there any problem?"

"But I have already promised..."

"It is not stated in the contract that the renewal must be executed immediately." The store manager interrupted Qin Jing with a smile, "Customers who can renew the contract generally look up to you. If you say a few words, there will be no problem. I will come This is just to remind you that next week's client is very important, you must treat him well, otherwise you are ready to hand over the money you swallowed privately."

Qin Jing's face changed slightly.

The store manager opened the door and smiled at Qin Jing: "Take good care of your illness, you are my cash cow, Xiao Jing."

After a pause, the smile on the store manager's face suddenly changed, and his originally kind face became cloudy. He said softly, "So, you must be obedient, Qin Jing."

……

Sith carefully looked at the image of Qin Yan projected by the imprint of his fingertips, and then looked at the young man lying inside through the door of the ward, and finally confirmed that the person lying on the bed was Qin Yan.

And it was this ward that Ji Lin entered.

But doubts came one after another—what role did Ji Lin play between the Qin family?

Since Ji Lin went to visit Qin Jing, it means that they are well aware of each other's location, that is to say, Qin Jing knows that Qin Yan is receiving treatment here.So all that money was earned for Qin Yan?

Sith knew little about medical treatment, but he could tell at a glance that the equipment used on Qin Yan was expensive, not to mention the bottles and cans on his bedside table.Reminiscent of Qin Jing's pitiful borrowing of money, it's not difficult to understand - if his relatives were lying here, he would definitely spare no effort to heal him.

It's just that I don't know what kind of disease Qin Yan has.

Sith snuffed out the mark, and quietly left Qin Yan's ward door, but the moment he left, Ji Lin raised his head as if he had sensed it, but the door was empty behind the glass, and there was no one there. .

He wandered around the supermarket for a while, and wanted to buy some delicious food for Qin Jing, but looking left and right, it was either bad for his stomach or bad for his throat, so he gave up and bought two light meals along the way and went upstairs. In the ward, Lancer's laughter came over: "Yes, yes...I didn't expect you to remember it."

Siston felt a little dizzy at the moment, why all the cats and dogs came to visit?I don't know if the patient needs a good rest!

He walked over with a sullen face, and was grabbed by Lancer before he could speak, and said mysteriously: "Dude, do you still remember the dead man last night?"

Sith glanced at Qin Jing, who was also looking at him anxiously, his heart softened, the fire in his heart disappeared, and he said lightly: "Remember."

"That man didn't die last night," Lancer said. "He died the night before."

Sith took out the lunch box and poured Qin Jing a spoonful of rice into a small bowl. He couldn't even arouse the slightest interest in this topic, but Qin Jing listened with gusto, and asked, "I died the night before yesterday. Why hasn't anyone found out for a day?"

Lancer lowered his voice: "Actually, I paid attention to him when he came the night before yesterday - because this person is so eye-catching. He has a scar on his face and a disabled right arm, which makes people forget it at a glance. But The bar was too busy, and he kept hiding in the corner drinking, everyone thought he was drunk, who knew he was dead!"

This mysterious plot made Sith couldn't help but glance at him. Why is such a pretty man so gossip?

Qin Jing was still cheering happily: "Something happened in your bar, and you are still chatting with me here?"

"The boss can deal with this kind of thing, the bar is closed, and a part-time worker like me has nowhere to go." Lancer suddenly leaned forward and whispered to Qin Jing, "Do you know what is the hottest thing?"

Sith pushed him away and greeted Qin Jing: "It's time to eat."

Lancer glanced at him rather dissatisfied. The latter was rolling the bed for Qin Jing to eat, but the spoon was trembling in Qin Jing's hand, and he couldn't hold it no matter what.

Seeing this, Sith frowned greatly, holding Qin Jing's head and using his lips to test the temperature of his forehead, it was still terribly hot.

His complexion suddenly became ugly, but his tone was filled with pity: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Qin Jing forced a smile, tried his best to calmly look at the layers of phantoms of Sith in front of him, and said calmly, "It's okay."

But there was no focus in those eyes.

Sith turned around and went out to call the doctor. Qin Jing took the opportunity to grope and pull the corner of Lancer's clothes, laughing: "He's just worried... what did you say just now?"

Lan Se belatedly said "Oh", and continued to say with high spirits: "The most exciting thing is that that person is from another world!"

Qin Jing raised his eyebrows calmly.

"It's nothing, the most exciting thing is that that person is from Agora, another world!"

Siston, who walked to the door of the ward with the doctor, stopped walking.

"You don't know Agora, right? It's the name of a city, but not everyone has the right to enter and exit. It is said that only alien intelligence personnel can enter and exit freely. It is a city with strict military regulations. Several people who come out of it have no secrets. You can tell by the scars on his face and body that he must have been arrested and tortured before. This time he came to the border city, maybe there was some order from the higher ups, but unfortunately he died..."

Lancer wanted to continue chattering, but was scolded by the doctor with a straight face, and suddenly fell silent.

Sith didn't enter the door, but leaned his back against the corridor wall, his fingertips imprinted brightly, and Hagrid's lazy voice sounded in his mind: "What are you doing?"

Sith only replied: "Agora's people have appeared."