[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

"Do you regret it?" Song Xiaofei asked Jiang Hai.In the corridor, the two were walking towards the operating room.

"I don't understand what you mean." Jiang Hai replied without looking into Song Xiaofei's eyes.

"If you don't regret it, why did you say those things to Zhou Mao, so that he shouldn't trust you?" Song Xiaofei looked at Jiang Hai with a half-smile.

"When did you start listening at the door?" Jiang Hai looked at Song Xiaofei warily.

Song Xiaofei smiled: "It didn't take long, since you asked Zhou Mao what to do if you were a liar."

"I just simply think that he trusts others too easily." Jiang Hai said with a sigh. "And everything I told him was the truth, and I didn't lie to him."

Song Xiaofei looked away and looked straight ahead: "Yeah, you didn't lie to him. You just concealed the most important fact." He paused for a moment, and changed to a persuasive tone: "Jiang Hai, I will do this to you This kind of thing is not optimistic. I hope you can directly treat Zhou Mao's sister instead of trying this."

Jiang Hai stopped in his tracks. He stared at Song Xiaofei without any expression on his face: "Zhou Mao is my only chance. I didn't tell you that during the last treatment, that person's world was also opened. This is the First and only time in three years. I can't give up."

Song Xiaofei shook his head: "I still don't support it."

Jiang Hai stared at Song Xiaofei: "You don't support it? I thought you were the one who would most like to see him wake up."

"Of course I want him to wake up." Song Xiaofei frowned slightly: "But I don't want you to do something that you will regret."

"I won't regret it." Jiang Hai turned his gaze and took a step forward.

Song Xiaofei couldn't help but sighed, and followed Jiang Hai.

"Director Zheng just asked you when you will start Zhou Mo's second treatment." Song Xiaofei said.

"About a month later." Jiang Haibin replied as he walked.

Song Xiaofei was silent.There were only two footsteps in the corridor.After a while, he said softly:

"Jiang Hai, give up. Don't continue. We will find another way."

Jiang Hai ignored it. He walked quickly, leaving Song Xiaofei behind, then pushed open the door of the preparation room and walked in.

The operation was relatively simple and ended in more than two hours.Jiang Hai returned to his office alone, and when he was about to check the clinical records, he found two square lunch boxes and a note on the table.

Jiang Hai picked up the note, the handwriting on it was neat and elegant. "Doctor Jiang, I don't think you have time to eat dinner after the operation, so I made cold noodles for you without permission. If you have already eaten, you can treat it as a supper." The signature is Zhou Mao.

The corners of Jiang Hai's mouth curled up unconsciously.He opened the lunch box, and in one box were hand-rolled noodles, mixed with sesame oil to prevent sticking together, exuding the aroma of sesame seeds; in the other box, cucumbers and carrots were neatly cut into thin shreds, There were several thick slices of corned beef.The chili oil and seasoning are packed in the compartment of the lunch box.

Jiang Hai mixed the vegetables and noodles together, picked one up and put it into his mouth.The noodles are not hard but chewy, accompanied by vegetables, it tastes very refreshing.Jiang Hai ate a few mouthfuls.The taste of this side was a bit familiar, and he couldn't help recalling some distant things.In the empty streets, I can't remember the soft little hands of a child, and that person.

Jiang Hai shook his head, and finished the cold noodles in two or three mouthfuls.He simply cleaned up the table, took a book, and went home.

In the next few days, Zhou Mao still came to the hospital every day as usual, but a little different from before, he started to help Jiang Hai cook every day and brought him to the hospital.Jiang Hai refused several times at first, but Zhou Mao persisted, and finally he compromised.

Yang Boyi muttered about this for several days. "It's so unfair," he said, "It's also Zhou Mo's doctor, why does Mr. Jiang have the food made by Brother Mao Mao?"

At this time, he and Zhou Mao were playing games on their mobile phones next to Zhou Mo's survival cabin.Zhou Mao smiled and said, "I can cook for you too. Anyway, cooking for two people is almost the same as cooking for three people."

"No need." Yang Boyi waved his hand, "My boyfriend will graduate and work in this city in two days. Let him cook for me then."

"Your boyfriend?!" Zhou Mao was taken aback when he heard this, and accidentally gave him a head.

"That's right, my boyfriend." Yang Boyi stared at the phone screen without raising his head: "It's quite common for men to fall in love with men now."

"Uh, it's quite common." Zhou Mao said, "But why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

"Because it's a long-distance relationship." Yang Boyi said with a smile, "If it's a long-distance relationship, there's nothing to talk about with others. But when he comes in a few days, we can get tired of it every day..."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hai said coldly standing beside Zhou Mao with the document in his hand.Neither of them noticed when he entered the room.Jiang Hai looked at the phone in Yang Boyi's hand and frowned: "You're being lazy again."

"I haven't." Yang Boyi made an expression of being found out for doing something bad, and explained in a low voice: "I have already processed all the data. The ward records have also been written."

"Write down the ward records in room 102." Jiang Hai ordered.

"Room 102? There's nothing to write about in Room 102, right?" Yang Boyi asked suspiciously. "The ward records over there have not been changed for several years."

"That's better than playing with your mobile phone during working hours." Jiang Hai looked at Yang Boyi and said, "Doctor Song is also in Room 102. He should need your help with some work."

"Decree." Yang Boyi stuck out his tongue and slipped out of the room.

With one teammate missing, the crystal on Zhou Mao's side was quickly knocked down by the enemy in the game.He put away his phone and said to Jiang Hai: "Little Doctor Yang was dismissed by you halfway through the game. He will definitely be reported by his teammates in a while."

Jiang Hai took the seat where Yang Boyi had just sat, and said, "He shouldn't be playing games now. The report is his own fault."

"It's okay to play for a while during the break." Zhou Mao smiled, "Besides, I begged him to play with me because I'm too boring here. I feel sorry for Dr. Yang."

"You will not be bored soon." Jiang Hai opened the file and said to Zhou Mao: "We have carried out data monitoring and analysis, and found no problems. I want to continue to conduct data analysis during the treatment to find the content of the novel The real reason for the change. Therefore, it is temporarily decided to advance the time of the next treatment by two weeks. I don’t know what your opinion is.”

"Okay." Zhou Mao nodded: "I agree."

Jiang Hai breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." He picked up the document and looked at it, and said: "According to the information on the online literature website, Zhou Mo still has three novels for us to travel through. You want to choose one yourself, Or do you want to time travel according to the completion of the novel?"

"According to the time." Zhou Mao said: "I feel that the earlier the novel is written, the easier the plot flow may be."

"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Hai said, turning on the computer: "But I feel that the plots of the three novels are about the same level of difficulty. According to the chronological order, the next protagonist you want to enter is a police detective. The content is mainly about his love story with a vampire."

"This story generally sounds okay," Zhou Mao pondered, "I just don't know what it is."

"The vampire was wronged for the murder. The police detective was in charge of investigating the murder, so he got to know the vampire. This is the content of the first two chapters."

"And then?" Zhou Mao asked.

Jiang Hai: "Then we don't know, because all subsequent chapters are locked."

Zhou Mao: "Locked?"

Jiang Hai nodded and turned the computer screen to Zhou Mao.Zhou Mao saw the homepage of the literature website. Next to the title of Zhou Mo's article, there was a small word "lock".

"Under normal circumstances, some authors do not want readers to see their articles, so they will lock the articles." Jiang Hai said, "But Zhou Mo should not belong to this situation."

"What's her situation?" Zhou Mao still didn't quite understand.

"This literary website used to be very free and allowed for many large-scale descriptions. But for a while, it was required to rectify and many articles that were too large were locked, and no one except the author could read them. So, according to your sister The first two chapters of this novel are not locked, but the last few chapters are locked." Jiang Hai's expression was a little embarrassed: "Her novel should be mostly about sex and description."

Zhou Mao was obviously shocked. With his mouth half open, he was stunned for a while, then stammered, "That is to say...Zhou Mo, she...she writes little yellow texts?"

"You can say that." Jiang Hai said. "Young children, I can understand. If you don't want to, you can read the other two novels..."

"No need. Just this one." Zhou Mao said.

Jiang Hai looked at Zhou Mao unexpectedly. "You don't have to push yourself," he said.

"I haven't." Zhou Mao shook his head: "No matter what, it's too inappropriate for a minor to write pornographic novels. I feel that I need to personally educate her in this novel."

Jiang Hai couldn't help chuckling, and said, "Don't nag too much. If your sister doesn't come back because she thinks you are annoying, it will be troublesome."

"No," Zhou Mao waved his hand: "I will use my actions to influence her. Let her know that it is wrong to write Xiao Huangwen at a young age."

Jiang Hai suppressed himself from asking Zhou Mao how to influence Huang Wen's writer's heart through actions, and said, "Okay, let's start preparations now. The second time travel will be done in three days, is that okay?"

"Yeah." Zhou Mao nodded.At this time, Yang Boyi came in from the door.He handed an information bag to Jiang Hai and said, "Doctor Song asked you to help him see the patient's film."

"Why did he let me see his patient?" Jiang Hai said displeased.

"Doctor Song said that you are free now anyway..." Yang Boyi did not dare to look at Jiang Hai.

Jiang Hai snorted from his nose, took out the X-ray film, took a look, and his face sank.He tore off a page from his notebook, wrote a few large characters, stuffed it into the information bag together with the X-ray, and asked Yang Boyi to bring it back to Dr. Song.

Zhou Mao saw the words clearly, and it said "send home to die."

Yang Boyi obviously also saw what Jiang Hai wrote, "Mr. Jiang, this..." he said hesitantly.

"Is Song Xiaofei sick?" Jiang Hai sullenly said, "He can't see such a simple pituitary tumor? If he really sends the patient home to die, I will immediately tell the dean to tell him to leave."

"Okay, okay." Yang Boyi muttered, holding the information bag under his arm: "Mr. Jiang, you think Dr. Song doesn't like you, right? He'll find a reason to provoke you every few days. You two are always like this, It’s hard for me to be a human being caught in the middle.”

Jiang Hai frowned deeply: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will give you a score of 0 for your training and let you be a resident doctor for 5 years."

Yang Boyi shrank his neck and slipped out of the room pretending to be scared.Jiang Hai sighed softly.

"It's not me he likes." He whispered as if talking to himself.

But Zhou Mao, who was behind him, heard it clearly.

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