On How to Help the Protagonist Grow [Transmigration Book]

When Yin Tianlang opened his eyes, looking at the lights on the plain white ceiling, he was in a daze for a moment.

"are you awake?"

A familiar voice came from the side, and in the next second, a face appeared above, leaned closer, and looked into his eyes carefully, as if to determine whether he had regained his sanity.

Yin Tianlang's dry lips squirmed, and his voice was a little hoarse after he hadn't spoken for a few days: "...Is there any water?"

The person in front of him exited his field of vision, and the sound of pouring water came from beside him.

Yin Tianlang moved his arms, supported the bed, and sat up slowly.

After pouring the water, Mu Jin looked at it, put the water glass on the bedside table, helped him to sit up, put a pillow behind him, and then handed him the water glass.

"Thank you." Yin Tianlang took the water glass, took a few sips slowly, then held the glass in his palm and looked out of the half-open window.

After nine o'clock in the evening, it was pitch black outside, only a few street lamps were emitting light.

Mu Jin withdrew his gaze and looked at Yin Tianlang.Yin Tianlang still looked outside quietly, not knowing what he was looking at.

Mu Jin frowned slightly, always feeling that things were a little out of control.

He thought that after Yin Tianlang woke up, he might be hysterical, he might be numb, or...he would complain about his weakness and depression like a few days ago.

But no matter what, he shouldn't be like this now.

So... quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Could it be that the traumatic memory was forgotten because of too much stimulation?

Mu Jin thought for a while, and tentatively said: "Alang, you were injured too badly at that time, I was in a hurry to bring you back for treatment, so I didn't bring back the bodies of your team members. Ordinary people have turned into zombies, so the corpses of other team members may have been eaten by them."

Yin Tianlang turned his head with a calm expression: "Thank you for saving me. I will repay you if I have the chance in the future."

Didn't forget?But this attitude...

Mu Jin frowned even tighter: "Do you still remember who I am?"

"Mu Jin." Yin Tianlang said calmly, with a calm expression, without any disgust or hatred.

He has neither forgotten himself nor what happened before, but why is he so calm, and he didn't react at all when he heard that the corpses of the team members were eaten by other team members?

Mu Jin's eyes sank, and there was a smile in his tone: "Just remember me. The doctor said that your current body and state are not suitable for living alone, so I applied to the base. In the future, you will Go to my house and live with me and Jiajia. I have already moved your things there for you, and you can go there directly when you can be discharged from the hospital in two days."

Yin Tianlang blinked and said slowly: "Then I will trouble you."

Mu Jin's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes were fixed on Yin Tianlang, trying to see any signs of reluctance in him.

But no, nothing, Yin Tianlang acted as if Mu Jin was really just a familiar and well-meaning friend who invited him to his home so that he could take care of him conveniently.

Mu Jin's cheeks tightened for a moment, and he couldn't stop feeling irritated.

He squeezed his palms, walked to the window and closed it, then returned to the hospital bed, took the cup from Yin Tianlang's hand, and put it back on the bedside table, with a gentle but unquestionable tone: "Your injury is not fully healed yet. , or lie down and rest."

He stretched out his hand to support Yin Tianlang, spread the pillow, Yin Tianlang obediently lay down with his strength, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Thank you."

Another "thank you"!

Mu Jin's fist tightened suddenly, and then slowly loosened, looking at Yin Tianlang's closed eyes, the eyes were dark and uncertain.

Pulling the quilt for Yin Tianlang, Mu Jin said: "You have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

After turning off the light, Mu Jin walked to the door and looked back at Yin Tianlang who was on the bed.

The light from the street lamp came in from the window and shone on the man's handsome face, outlining his silhouette.

With dark eyes, Mu Jin turned his head, walked out of the room, and closed the door gently.

Silence returned to the room, and when there was no more sound in the corridor, the man on the bed moved.

He turned over and lay on his side, with his back facing the door, slowly curled up, gritted his teeth, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Yin Tianlang tightly grasped the clothes in front of his chest with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and his body convulsed uninterruptedly.

It hurts... isn't it almost healed?Why does it still hurt so much...

He inhaled deeply, exhaled, and tried his best to regulate his breathing, but he couldn't relieve the pain in the wound on his back.

Sweat flowed from the temples, gradually wet the pillow, Yin Tianlang closed his eyes tightly, breathing tremblingly.

It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that Yin Tianlang, who had been tortured by pain all night, slowly fell asleep in his fatigue.

In the morning, Mu Jin came to the ward with the stewed chicken soup in the lunch box, opened the door, and saw Yin Tianlang was still sleeping.

"Aaron?" He called softly.

Yin Tianlang didn't respond, and slept very deeply.

Mu Jin didn't call him again, and lifted the quilt, intending to untie his hospital gown and wipe his body.

As soon as he got close, there was a salty smell of sweat from the tip of his nose.

Mu Jin paused. After he left last night, Yin Tianlang got up and moved?

He took a step back, looked at the slippers next to the bed that were in exactly the same position as last night, without any trace of movement, and then looked at Yin Tianlang's clean soles, his eyes flickered with deep thought.

After he went back yesterday, he calmed down and thought about it. He guessed that Yin Tianlang might have fallen into a state of depression and was insensitive to external things, so no matter what he said, he behaved so indifferently.

But looking at it now, it seems that this is not the case.

A depressed person will never be in the mood to take the initiative to get up and exercise, let alone carefully put back the worn shoes exactly where they were.

So, he was actually lying to himself all the time yesterday?

Didn't even notice something wrong with his acting skills?Moo-jin is a little hard to believe.

Acting is not a skill that can be mastered quickly. Instead of making him believe that Yin Tianlang has awakened his super-star acting skills overnight, it is better to make him believe that Yin Tianlang has also been impaled.

Unusual, Mu Jin was a little confused, but at the same time, he also understood one thing.

That is, the tragic death of the most important people in Yin Tianlang's heart, which he had been looking forward to for a long time, could completely destroy Yin Tianlang, did not completely destroy Yin Tianlang's heart as he thought.

Mu Jin was a little frustrated, but felt an untimely relief in his heart.

He sighed lowly, and soon the corners of his mouth curled up again, excitement and excitement quickly accumulated in his black eyes looking at Yin Tianlang.

"Alang, you are indeed the most special..." He bent his eyes and murmured in a lingering tone.

Unbuttoning the hospital gown, Mu Jin poured a basin of warm water by the bed, wet the towel, and gently wiped Yin Tianlang's body.

The supernatural person has a strong physique and strong recovery power. A few days ago, Yin Tianlang was tightly bandaged, but now only the deepest wound on his back is still wrapped, and all other parts are torn apart, revealing his big body. Large and small wounds that have scabbed over.

Mu Jin's fingers stroked the wounds one by one, with a regretful look on his face.

The subordinate's body is slender and well-proportioned, with clear texture, and the wheat-colored skin is delicate and smooth. Because he often fights with zombies, there is no trace of excess fat on his body. The smooth muscles are full of explosive power, but it does not look exaggerated at all. It looks very Seductive.

However, dozens of dark red blood scabs ruined this beauty. They were distributed in various parts of the body, looking extremely hideous.

In the past, Bai Xue was there, and with her help in the treatment, there were almost no scars on Yin Tianlang's body. Now that Bai Xue is dead, these wounds will remain on Yin Tianlang's body forever in the form of scars.

Such a pity for such a beautiful body.

Mu Jin put the towel back into the basin, soaked it in water again, wrung it dry, bent down, separated Yin Tianlang's legs, put the towel on one leg, and wiped it from the crotch down.

When rubbing to the inner side, the thigh covered by the warm towel tensed up and closed inward.

Mu Jin raised his head, looked at Yin Tianlang who woke up at some unknown time, and said gently: "Alang, you woke up, did you sleep well last night?"

Yin Tianlang opened his eyes, looked at him with black eyes, moved his pale lips, and said slowly: "What are you doing?"

Mu Jin smiled slightly: "Wipe your body."

"Where's the nurse?"

Mu Jin put the towel into the basin, turned his head and smiled gently: "I was afraid that they would hurt you if they were not careful enough, so I took over the job."

He took the washed towel, put his hand between Yin Tianlang's bare legs, and exerted force.

The muscles in the palm tightened for a moment, then relaxed quickly, and separated outwards along with the strength of the palm.

Yin Tianlang looked away: "Thank you this time, I'm already awake, I can come by myself in the future."

Mu Jin paused, and then continued to wipe as if nothing had happened, with a slightly reproachful tone: "The injury on your back is still not healed, you can't bend down, you can't wipe your legs, and you can't reach your back. I will help you with such small things. It’s okay, the most important thing for you now is to take good care of your body and don’t force yourself.”

Yin Tianlang was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Then I will trouble you."

The hand holding the towel couldn't help using some strength, and Mu Jin's face was gloomy where Yin Tianlang couldn't see.

With polite language and distant attitude, even knowing that Yin Tianlang was acting, Mu Jin still felt extremely annoyed.

Want to break up with him?

" Between you and me, do you still need to talk about this?" Mu Jin licked his teeth, lowered his head, and spoke in a relaxed tone.

Yin Tianlang didn't answer.

Quickly finished the work at hand, dressed Yin Tianlang, poured out the water, hung the towel on the railing to dry, Mu Jin picked up the lunch box, poured out the chicken soup, put a spoon on it, and put the bowl on the bedside table. Said: "This is the chicken soup I made for you. You can drink it when you want to drink it, but don't wait too long, it won't taste good when it gets cold. I'm going to the research institute, and I'll come see you at noon."

"Thank you." Yin Tianlang glanced at him and thanked him politely.

Mu Jin smiled, turned and left the ward.

Standing in the corridor, looking at the closed door, the smile on Mu Jin's face slowly disappeared, and waves surged in his dark eyes.

Aaron, why do you always behave badly?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1823:48:36~2020-05-2015:06:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: An Jiu, ≧?≦?(☆?☆)^O^, 1 socialist hawthorn cake;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：安诺15瓶；渡月桥13瓶；骑着蜗牛狂奔5瓶；木轩涯4瓶；鬼畜不得终圣母2瓶；花千寻1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!