Let the whole universe drop SAN together

Yuri!Shall we go for a drink after get off work? An Alpha man in his thirties in a white coat came to Yuri's desk, "I see you are very busy today?" "

"Yeah." Yuri responded briefly, and answered while tidying up the table, "Paternio assigned the case reports of several patients who made an appointment recently to me."

"That old man, Paternio." The colleague snorted, "He always likes to push chores to rookies with no background, not to mention you...cough." He suddenly felt that it was wrong to talk about those rumors about the past in front of him. It was an impolite thing, so I swallowed the next few words, "So do you want to go to the bar with me later?"

"I won't go, there is still a lot of work to be done..." Yuri paused, hesitating, "And the last time I went to the bar was several years ago."

And he was impressed enough by one experience to not have a good opinion of this slightly chaotic entertainment venue ever since.

"Okay then." The colleague said with regret, "Paternio won't make it difficult for you after a while, because there are always new interns at his disposal... Let's go first, I wish you Good luck with Lyle overtime, friend!"

A group of people walked out of the office in a mighty way, leaving only Ulysses Warren and another poor Omega intern Lyle.

"Uh..." After the people walked away, Lyle wanted to complain to Yuri, but saw the other party sat down in a muffled voice, and continued to work without any response, "Paternio give you How many jobs are left?"

Yuri looked back at him with a pair of dull, dead fish eyes, and pointed to the one on his desk: "I can leave after reading these."

"Hey." Lyle smacked his lips, "So many?! Can you get off work before nine o'clock?"

"Maybe……"

"Paternio is a bully," Lyle slapped the table angrily, "I'm just an intern! It's fine if the salary is low, why do I have to work overtime until this time?"

"I think……"

"And the Alpha who was talking to you just now, is he called Andrew or Johnson? His eyes are growing to his forehead! He never looks at me when he talks to me, do you have that feeling?"

"..."

"If I hadn't had an accident when I submitted my resume, I wouldn't have come to such a small clinic in the backcountry to work for a group of unqualified bosses and clients."

Lyle took a deep breath of anger in the middle of speaking, and Yuri finally had a chance to say: "This is already a prime location in Colliro District, and the nearby residents are either rich or expensive."

"What is this?" Lyle curled his lips, "Do you know who my sister is? When she was working in Capital First Hospital..."

However, Yuri has already bowed his head and continued to work.

Lyle spoke angrily for a long time, but no one was cheering him on. He suddenly felt bored, looked down at the documents on the table for a few minutes, and felt that he couldn't read anything. The clinic arranged this kind of work for him.After staring at the back of Yuri's head for a while, he suddenly asked again: "Those people said that you used to be an hourly worker, is that true?"

"...Is that so?" Yuri answered casually, writing like a fly.

"Why? You're tired, don't you hurt your hands?" Lyle's expression was a little gloating, but Yuri didn't look back and couldn't see, "How old are you this year? Are you still single? We are people who can't find a partner for work. Not much."

Without waiting for Yuri to answer, he continued ramblingly: "If it's because of the low wages, doing odd jobs in the office doesn't make you as much as going out to be a private family doctor for others. I saw that you speak quite well, It should be studied systematically, right? Did you encounter any accidents before? Speaking of which, I had a cousin who had a good future before, but ended up getting into trouble because of a fight with someone. After squatting for two years, he came out and couldn’t find it It's work, my mother used to teach me with his experience, but now I have developed much better than him..."

Yuri suddenly opened the drawer with a bang.

Lyle's voice stopped abruptly, and he said slowly, "Why are you making such a big move! You scared me."

"I'm very busy with work." Yuri still said in his listless and low voice without ups and downs, "You can wait until I'm done."

"...You are too easy to bully." Lyle muttered, "You can do whatever they ask you to do? They won't give you a raise."

He stared at the report in front of him for a while, and finally picked it up reluctantly and read it carefully.

There was a long-lost silence in the office.

At around 09:30 in the evening, Yuri straightened up, stretched his waist and let out a long breath, stuffed a stack of documents in his hand into the drawer, and then turned off the computer.The familiar and pleasant sound effect was especially clear in the quiet environment, and Lyle suddenly raised his head and asked in surprise, "Are you done?"

Yuri has already started to put on his coat: "Yeah."

"Hey?! Wait a minute! I have a little left to finish!"

"What does that have to do with me?"

"You!" Lyle's eyes widened, "Isn't it the basic quality of a gentleman to stop and wait for an Omega to catch up?"

"Is there such a thing?" Yuri thought about it in confusion, and couldn't help yawning, "I'm leaving first, the office key is in the cabinet, remember to lock the door."

"Wait!" Lyle panicked, "Don't go! It's so dark outside, I dare not go home alone!"

"...but we don't live together either?"

Lyle glared at him, and after realizing it, he said hesitantly: "But, the security in this area is not very good recently. It is said that there are criminal gangs running around. After all, I am an Omega. Do you have a car? I'll take it home, please, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow!"

Yuri originally wanted to ask if this has anything to do with being an Omega?But he looked at Lyle, and felt that with his fragile body, going out at night, no matter what gender, might be in danger—even if it came to stealing a wallet, it would be difficult to solve alone, so he sighed slightly, and in the end it was better to leave Come back and pull a chair to sit at the door.

"How long do you have?"

"Immediately, immediately." Lyle nodded frantically, and sat back with a sigh of relief.

This wait was another hour.

At around 10:30, the neighborhood was completely silent. Most of the nearby businesses and companies turned off their lights and closed their doors, only the street lights were still on.

Lyle kept apologizing to Yuri: "I'm sorry, it's really almost finished, and I don't want to stay so late, but Paternio will check tomorrow morning..."

Then what did you do early?

Yuri had a headache: "Otherwise, let me help you read a little...?"

Lyle was overjoyed, as if he was waiting for this sentence: "This part is left to you!"

Then he complained in his heart: What an irresponsible Alpha, why didn't you say it earlier?No wonder he is not bad in ability and looks, but he is not young and has no achievements.

The two of them managed to finish their work by eleven o'clock, and Yuri texted Williams saying he would be home late today.

Williams: What's wrong?

Yuri: Working overtime and having some trouble.

Williams' reply is intriguing: Be safe.

But Yuri was busy teaching someone some basic work from scratch, so he just glanced at it and didn't care.

"Ahh—it's finally over!" Lyle couldn't help standing up, "Your car is parked in the garage? Let's go now!"

Yuri was quite speechless watching him put on his coat at the speed of light and rush out of the office door, so he had to follow him to lock the door and check the water and electricity, and then took the elevator to the underground garage.

However, the moment he stepped out of the elevator, Lyle let out a soft 'huh': "Why is it so dark?"

The garage should be powered all day long, right?

Yuri frowned, checked his surroundings twice, and said in a low voice, "Keep down, I'll go and have a look."

"Where are you going?" Lyle said immediately, "I'm with you."

Yuri didn't refuse, and the two of them located their destination in the dark relying on their memory and sense of direction, as well as the sound of the car key unlocked in Yuri's hand and the light emitted.

After opening the rear door, Lyle got in for the first time: "I can't see anything, it scared me to death..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yuri, who was supposed to sit in the driver's seat, bent down and opened the drawer of the co-pilot's seat, and took out a piece of metal from which Lyle didn't see clearly what it was. Then he slammed the car door to block it from his side, and at the same time growled to Lyle: "Lie down!"

Only when his own safety was involved, Lyle could react quickly-even though he didn't understand anything, he subconsciously fell to the ground.

At the same time, the sound of high-energy rays leaving the gun barrel, the sound of walls exploding, and the sound of alarms from parked vehicles mixed into his ears. Lairton's face turned pale with fright, and he asked sharply: "Where are you going?" do what?!"

Yuri's voice was still calm, and Lyle could imagine his dull expression with his eyes downcast.

"Self-defense, the gang of criminals you mentioned before probably really used the garage here as a temporary hiding place."

Lyle's voice became thinner with shock and disbelief: "What's so bad luck?! And why did you shoot a gun in the car-and use it so skillfully?"

At this moment, he made up a lot of brains.

For example, is the legendary "hourly worker" really the "hourly worker" he imagined?

Is it a reference to a special job?

Another example is that he just bossed the other party around and said a lot of 'not very euphemistic' words, if Yuri put a gun in the office drawer...

At this moment, while trembling, he had only one thought: thank his colleague for not killing him.

Why are you so unlucky?

Yuri was also thinking about this question.

He leaned against the car door and fought guerrilla battles with an unknown number of enemies in the dim light of the emergency lights, thinking about the endless text message that Williams sent him a few minutes ago.Alas, teacher, next time at least you can speak more clearly.

Your student almost spent the night in the clinic with an annoying omega and a bunch of desperadoes...