[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

"I'm going on a blind date." Song Xiaofei said.

Zhou Mao, who was writing a case report, suddenly looked up and looked at him: "With whom?"

"The dean's daughter." Song Xiaofei said.

As if he had expected it, Zhou Mao lowered his head again. "Your private dean's son, her public dean's daughter. It's a good match." He said.

Song Xiaofei's eyes moved. "That's it?" he asked.

"What else do you want?" Zhou Mao said impatiently.

"Is there nothing else to say?" Song Xiaofei said.

Zhou Mao raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

"Do you like her?" he asked.

Song Xiaofei froze for a moment. "It's okay. Not annoying," he said.

"That's fine." Zhou Mao lowered his head again. "Come on. Fight for success."

He wrote a few notes on the medical record, and realized that Song Xiaofei was still standing in front of him, so he looked up at him again.But seeing him staring at him closely, his expression was a little bit aggrieved.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Mao asked, his heart beating a few times quickly.

"Nothing." Song Xiaofei replied, turned and left, and slammed the office door shut with a bang.

Scene transition.Zhou Mao was walking in the corridor of the hospital when he suddenly heard voices coming from the next room.He carefully identified it, and it seemed that it was Song Xiaofei and Jiang Hai, so he leaned over, quietly stood outside the door, and eavesdropped.

"...I did as you said, he won't accept this at all." Song Xiaofei's voice came.

"What's his reaction?" Jiang Hai's voice.

"He was very cold. He just asked me if I liked a blind date, and it was gone. If he really liked me, according to his personality, shouldn't he jump up and scold me for being half-hearted and half-hearted?"

"No, no, don't think so." Jiang Hai said, "His reaction is that he really cares about you. My brother thinks that you will really go on a blind date. He is so sad that he doesn't even have the energy to scold you."

"Really?" Song Xiaofei's tone was dubious.

"Really." Jiang Hai's tone was very serious, "I think if you run over to him now and say 'I won't go on a blind date, my true love is you', he must be very happy and will quickly agree to be your lover. "

"Is that so..." Song Xiaofei seemed to be thinking, "But I just told him about my blind date, so it's too embarrassing to just run over and regret it now..."

"It's a bit..." Jiang Haisi asked, "How about this? Don't you happen to have annual leave recently? Why don't you go out and hide for a few days. It's best to go to T province. After I came back, I said that I received the baptism of my soul outside. Realize that you must pursue sincerity in life, and then confess your love to my brother again."

"Is it really feasible?" Song Xiaofei's voice was full of doubts, "Jiang Hai, if you didn't look so serious, I really doubt that you are cheating on me."

"It's doable. My brother does it." Jiang Hai said, "You just listen to me. I just went out to have a rest. You have been exhausted after so many surgeries recently. My brother scolds Director Zheng every day at home, Said he was mentally ill and arranged so many surgeries for you."

Song Xiaofei laughed twice. "Well, I'll listen to you." He said, "If it doesn't work, I'll take tough measures against your brother."

"Please be tough earlier." Jiang Hai said helplessly, "I'm almost annoyed by you two."

Zhou Mao heard himself laughing lowly, then quietly turned around and left the door.

The scene changes again.Zhou Mao was standing in the disinfection room, putting on a mask, when Jiang Hai hurried over.

"Brother..." His eyes were a little red, looking at Zhou Mao, Zhou Mao's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Jiang Hai shook his head. "Why did you suddenly have surgery?" he said,

"A temporary arrangement. It's a simple operation." Zhou Mao said, "It will be over soon. But you, what do you want me for?"

Jiang Hai was silent for a while, then lowered his head. "Let's talk about it after the operation." He said, "You can work with peace of mind first."

A sense of irritability surged in Zhou Mao's heart, but he didn't dare to ask.He waved his hand and made a gesture to tell Jiang Hai to go quickly. After putting on his gloves, he came to the preparation room, but saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a white coat standing there.

"Director Zheng?" Zhou Mao asked suspiciously, "Didn't you ask me to come because you couldn't do this operation? The matter has already been dealt with."

Zheng Shi looked at Zhou Mao, he looked gentle and kind, but Zhou Mao vaguely felt that there was some haze hidden in it. "I'm still a little concerned," he said.

"I'm fine alone." Zhou Mao said, "I've done this kind of surgery many times."

"I'm not worried about this." Zheng Shi waved his hand, "I'm just worried, you have such a good relationship with Dr. Song, something happened to him..."

The scissors in Zhou Mao's hand fell to the ground with a clang. "Song Xiaofei...what's the matter with him?" He couldn't help but think of Jiang Hai's hesitant expression just now.

Zheng Shi made a surprised expression, "Don't you know yet?" His eyes flashed brightly, and instantly changed to a sad expression, "Dr. He was thrown off a cliff several hundred meters high."

"The search and rescue personnel only found his backpack, and the body has not been found yet." Zheng Shi shook his head regretfully.

Zhou Mao could only feel his world spinning and he could hardly stand still.He staggered a few steps and slammed his back against the cabinet.

"Doctor Jiang?" Zheng Shi stepped forward with concern, trying to hold his hand. "...The operation is better not to be done, I will call someone else..."

"It's okay." Zhou Mao gritted his teeth and stood up with support.He bent down slowly, picked up the scissors, and held them in his hands. "Don't trouble others."

"Is it really all right?" Zheng Shi asked doubtfully.

"It's really fine." Zhou Mao straightened his mask, trying to make his expression normal. "There will be no problem."

"That's good." Zheng Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhou Mao from above the glasses, "I'm still worried. There are not enough manpower now. If you can't do it, there may really be no one who can go to the operating table."

Zhou Mao nodded, but did not speak.His heart was like a pool of stagnant water, and he could no longer feel any waves.

A white light flashed, and Zhou Mao was in the operating room.The surrounding nurses and interns looked flustered and kept busy.

"Blood pressure dropped!"

"Gauze...gauze..."

"The patient's heartbeat has stopped!"

"Pacemaker on." Zhou Mao heard himself yelling.

The outflow of blood from the patient's brain was stopped by Zhou Mao.He picked up two paddles and pressed them against the patient's chest.

The patient's body bounced, and after a slight reaction from the electrocardiogram, he quickly returned to calm.

Tried it several times, to no avail.

After Zhou Mao spent a lot of effort, he quietly glanced at the patient lying on the operating table, and then announced his death.

The other doctors and nurses sighed.Someone pulled up the quilt to cover the patient's face.

The number of people in the operating room gradually decreased, and finally only Zhou Mao was left.He checked the medical records and found no record of an adenoma that caused the patient to bleed profusely.

He looked up blankly.The electrocardiogram is still running, and the line on it is so smooth and so hopeless.

Zhou Mao stared blankly at the straight line for a while, then stood up, opened the door, and walked out of the operating room.

"Didn't you say it was a minor operation? People just died like that?" He heard a roar.A burly man with red eyes punched him with a fist.

Jiang Hai rushed up from nowhere and stopped the man. "We're still investigating. Please calm down!" he yelled, trying to stop the man.

The man roared angrily, and punched Jiang Hai hard on the head with his fist.Zhou Mao rushed over quickly and pushed Jiang Hai away.

The surroundings were instantly quiet.

In a daze, Zhou Mao seemed to have returned to the classroom at the beginning.Song Xiaofei stood among the crowded tables and chairs, the setting sun cast a deep red shadow on his tall nose.

"I'm leaving, don't miss me." His brows and eyes were curved, and his smile was the same as always.

A line of cold tears flowed down from Zhou Mao's eyes.

Song Xiaofei's figure gradually faded and disappeared, and endless darkness poured out, swallowing him whole.

He stayed in the dark for a long time.This time, Zhou Mao was not ignorant.He only feels pain.The painful feeling was like ants, eroding his heart bit by bit.He wanted to leave this darkness, but was afraid to leave.

At a certain moment, Zhou Mao seemed to make up his mind and reached out his hand into the darkness.He had a person in his mind, groping until he found a soft, warm palm, and pulling hard.

His world suddenly brightened.Jiang Hai appeared in front of him.He still has a childish face, wearing that plain school uniform, holding the hand of a girl of the same age with his right hand, standing outside the bustling campus gate, looking around suspiciously.

"Jiang Hai." Zhou Mao heard himself make a voice.

Jiang Hai couldn't see himself, but he could obviously hear the voice.His expression turned from confusion to surprise. "Brother, is that you?" He shook off the girl's hand and shouted. "Where are you?"

Seeing Jiang Hai, Zhou Mao was overjoyed: "Jiang Hai, I want to ask you..."

However, before he finished speaking, a huge sharp blade suddenly fell from the sky. With the girl's scream, the sharp blade pierced straight into Jiang Hai's chest, nailing him firmly to the ground.Blood spewed out from his chest immediately, and the pavement on the ground was instantly dyed red.

"Brother..." Blood flowed from the corner of Jiang Hai's mouth, mixed with his tears and fell to the ground, "Brother...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...it's all my fault..." He said weakly, his voice trembling, " If I hadn't given Song Xiaofei that idea, he wouldn't have gone...and he wouldn't have died..."

With a "snap", the sharp blade that penetrated Jiang Hai instantly turned into powder.Jiang Hai fell to the ground, panting loudly and painfully.His clean school uniform was already filthy with blood, but the wound on his back was gradually shrinking and healing.

He coughed a few times and got up from the ground. "Brother, I know you hate me, you can punish me. But please listen to me..."

"No..." Zhou Mao wanted to argue, but his voice stuck in his throat.However, at this moment, the sharp blade descended from the sky again, and once again inserted straight into Jiang Hai's unhealed wound.Blood spattered, Jiang Hai screamed and fell to the ground.

"Don't!" Zhou Mao felt himself yelling, and he couldn't tell whether the yell was from himself or from the body he had passed through.He only felt pain in his heart like a knife, panting heavily, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Zhou Mao's heart was still beating fast, he supported his head and sat up.

There was a faint smell of mint air freshener all around.He is facing a window.There was fog outside the window, and it was hard to tell when it was.

Zhou Mao moved slightly and found himself sitting on a bed.The bed was not big, and the sheets were simple and clean. On the bedside table, a small alarm clock was ticking, but there was no pointer on the dial.

Next to the alarm clock is a wooden photo frame containing a photo of a young couple.The couple are both good looking.Each of them held a baby and smiled softly at Zhou Mao outside the photo frame.

"You're awake." A strange but familiar voice came into Zhou Mao's ears.

Zhou Mao raised his head.

Jiang Hai sat at the table by the wall and looked at him calmly.

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Dear readers and friends:

As much as I hate to say it, I'm going to be honest.

The new world hasn't been coded yet, I'm going to stop updating...

According to the usual practice (not a routine), the update is suspended for a week.Come back on time in a week.Please trust me.After all, I have never broken my promise in the past six months, right?

This article has finally reached the last 10w words, and I plan to (do my best) write a sweet ending and finish it seriously.

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