[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

In the early morning of the second day, Zhu Qing woke up comfortably on the white hospital bed, listening to the singing of birds and flowers outside the window, the woman did not show Xiao Shan's gentle and peaceful expression, but indulged herself for two seconds, squinting her eyes slightly, Stretching his muscles and bones, making a strange crackling sound, with a somewhat lazy expression, but the temperament around him is very sharp——

As a result, the demon turned his head and happened to meet Ander's half-smile and blocked the door——

(￣-￣)＠

Zhu Qing froze for a moment, then immediately softened his expression, and said softly:

"Good morning, Dean Ander."

She hadn't forgotten that she was blind, but neither had Andel been the only one who knew she had been plastified.

Ander rolled his eyes and snorted in response.

He has long seen that the virgin lady on the bed is a complete white-skinned sesame bun, otherwise you can see that Changle in the mechanical department can be regarded as a good character, and he ran to the mech department. You demon, but you got fucked in the end, and you don't want to be fucked by this woman Xiao Shan.

What?You said that Zhu Qing was also blinded and injured, which is very miserable?

Dean Ander, who has dedicated his life to climbing the peak of medicine and challenging the impossible, plucked his ears and said that he wished that people all over the world would suffer from all kinds of strange injuries that were unknown and unrecorded in history, so that he could There are new materials to study.

So, a person with good medical skills may not necessarily have a benevolent heart of a doctor, but he may also be a pervert with a lawless high IQ in his bones.

Tsk, it's been a long time since I've encountered a brand new and fresh wound, so sad, Andel sighed.

What's more, the man turned his head slightly and looked at Zhu Qing who was smiling quietly towards him on the bed. The warm golden sun in the morning floated on her face, making her more beautiful than a painting—those injuries were indeed serious enough, But it seems that it has not entered the scope of this person's concern at all.

After all, this woman doesn't seem to care about these... appearances at all.

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"Principal Ander?" Zhu Qing's successive greetings brought Ander's attention back, the man scratched his blond hair irritably, and the fine-textured hair was scratched by him like a pile of shit straw ——"I should know what kind of injury you were injured, right?" He looked at Xiao Shan's smiling eyes, blue eyes that rarely showed the professional ethics of a doctor: "——I can assume that when you When Liya didn't choose to come out immediately, did she already know the current situation?"

Xiao Shan smiled and agreed.

"That's good," the man casually opened the case, and quickly read: "Severe burns and injuries to the abdominal cavity, partial necrosis of the small intestine, resection of 1.2 meters, damage to some organs, excessive blood loss, more than that." With a snap, He closed the clip, his sea-blue eyes mocking,

"Well, this is the price you pay for wearing Felia, which is enough to match your outstanding talent." Ander said sarcastically, then turned and walked out the door.

The room was quiet, and Zhu Qing didn't speak for a long time.

She even flicked her beautiful crescent eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little puzzled.

Perhaps, no one has dared to ridicule her with such concern for a long time, or, thinking about what to do next,

——In short, her iron-gray eyes drifted out of focus, Zhao Qingyang, who had been holding her breath in the common frequency, was full of anger, and really wanted to drag her into the common frequency, and stomp her on her face with a hoof Seventeen or eight times!

-_-#!

Oh shit!

That is a high temperature of more than 300 degrees!She just stayed there with her waist bent for so long!Just to make her familiar with her and do so many stupid moves!

You are going to heaven, you!

"Zhu Qing," Lamb's sweet voice was now somber as if it had been fished out of a pool of ink—the human demon turned around with a normal expression, and there were four plum blossom hooves coming towards him!

(☆_☆)!

The demon tried his best to suppress his instinct to dodge quickly.

——He is blind now.

So she was trampled over and over as if cotton was being rolled over asphalt, as if she was a lump of Xiang exposed to the sun, being turned over, trampled, trampled hard.

Hoof marks all over his face.

Zhao Qingyang rubbed his hooves and stopped.

"Say, are you happy to make yourself like this?" The lamb crossed its legs—don't ask me how the sheep crossed its legs—the cute and cute eyebrows and eyes can really make a serious expression.

＠(￣-￣)＠...

Zhu Qing looked at her with a smile, and said obediently: "Yes, I was wrong. I shouldn't put myself in such a dangerous situation. I won't do it next time." The woman waved her hand perfunctorily and turned around. Gave her a back ass.

Zhao Qingyang: ...

I rub!

Zhuqing!You, turn me around!

Little girl trampled you to death, believe it or not? !

Hello! !

Lord Divine Beast was full of helplessness, and her outburst of anger almost blocked her throat, but——she looked at Zhu Qing's leisurely expression, her gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were full of indifference, the lamb opened her mouth, In the end, he didn't even utter a sigh.

How to say this feeling?

The sense of powerlessness that comes from the heart is like a flood.

She doesn't care, she can see it.

Zhu Qing really didn't care about these things.

It's horrible.

These things make her suffer, and these things that are seen by others as horrific and horrific, if they happen to her, it may not be as good as you slap her in the face.

Ah Qing, Ah Qing.

Zhao Qingyang pursed her lips, not knowing why her eyelashes felt a little wet.

She could imagine that even if she asked her angrily why she didn't care so much when she was injured so badly, Zhu Qing might downplay it—or even reply her with disgust,

"It's just a small injury."

minor injury.

One-fifth of the intestines were cut off.

Your paralyzing little injury! !

Seeing Zhu Qing pulling the bandage on her abdomen mercilessly not far away, Zhao Qingyang felt a strong emotion clogging her heart, her heart was sore and bitter, and she wanted to cry out of pain.

Ah Qing, what was it like in your past that made you like this?

Like this, don't care about life and death, such a distorted value?

Obviously, there is room for maneuver in these things that happened, and they can be achieved without such a tragic price. You are so smart, how could you not think of it?

No.

It's not that you can't think of it, but that you don't want to think about it at all.

You basically regard yourself, your body, and everything about yourself as a step to achieve your goal, a bargaining chip—you even think this is a very convenient and economical price, and you will not hesitate whenever you need it To use, to waste, not minding the possible costs.

It's almost like a cold-blooded and senseless robot.

You are so unloving of yourself.

Just horrible.

A person who does not hesitate to die deserves the last sentence, a desperado.

Why, why is this happening?

Zhao Qingyang's turquoise pupils trembled, but no tears were shed in the end.

……

.....

The night moon hangs high.

Zhu Qing's injury can be said to be serious or not small, and the period of cultivation, which is only a few days, made her miss the ceremony of the Tiangong Troupe welcoming their new recruits.

So when the woman leaned on the bamboo stick and knocked open the five-star secret hidden canyon, she was completely shocked by the neat and cold Felia mecha in the entire canyon under Hui Ye.

The ground covered with the canyon is exactly the same, but each one is slightly different. It makes people short of breath and almost commits trypophobia.

It's like walking into the hell of the magic pool, where countless devils howl at you.

The pale moon hangs on the top of the mountain, and several black shadows are jumping fast, as if dancing on the tip of a knife, running towards Zhu Qing at high speed,

"It's Xiao Shan!"

Carlisle's penetrating voice pierced the night sky, and the eagerness of that voice made Zhu Qing's skin crawl.