Get rid of the slag and attack me and the disabled boss [Transmigration Book]

He Jimin stopped the car at the entrance of the hospital, and walked towards the outpatient building in a generous manner.

He ran into Shen Qiuyang at the door, but he didn't look at Shen Qiuyang at all.

Hou Fangyuan, who had just come in from the door when he finished his rounds, had obvious emotions on his face, but he was all suppressed.

"He Jimin!" Shen Qiuyang, who followed He Jimin around for a long time, was exasperated and pulled Hou Fangyuan with his only arm, "Damn let him go yesterday, Hou Fangyuan, your dog is now out to bite people You don't care?"

It wasn't the first time Shen Qiuyang said this before, and Hou Fangyuan had never been ashamed, but this time Hou Fangyuan pressed Shen Qiuyang's hand hard, "Don't say that about him in the future."

"???" Shen Qiuyang's eyes seemed to have seen a ghost, "No, Fang Yuan, even you are protecting him now, didn't I think that now that He Jimin has a big temper, even you are afraid of him?"

Shen Qiuyang is an expert at adding oil and vinegar, and he has also figured out Hou Fangyuan's temperament of desperately trying to save face, so this fire made him burn to Hou Fangyuan.

He Jimin could also hear it, but he didn't lift his foot and went directly to change his clothes.

The movements were smooth and smooth, and finally pressed a ballpoint pen with only the case left, and touched the refill with the other hand.

7: 30.

He started rounds.

The nurses following him were reporting to him the condition of the patients yesterday, and they were handing over to him with a bang from the shift supervisor in the evening.

"You can do it, it's spread in the courtyard, you scored three times, the old couple is sticky again, I just came out of the office, it smells of sour roses," the doctor on shift said all the way With a yellow accent, he finished explaining his work along the way, opened his mouth and yawned a long, smelly yawn, which was interrupted by Shen Qiuyang who rushed up in the middle of the yawn.

His fingers almost fell into his throat.

"He Jimin," Shen Qiuyang chased up by himself, trying to stretch out his hand to grab He Jimin's shoulder, but He Jimin grabbed one hand and pressed it to the side.

Then He Jimin said while supporting himself and went to ask the uncle who was lying on the bed with a confused face. He saw that the uncle was now slightly sideways, and his right buttocks were being lifted up at the moment, so he asked, "Master, Did you fart this morning?"

"No, that's it." The uncle didn't have much hair on his head, and now he plucked some of it down by himself.

He Jimin stretched out his hand to grab Shen Qiuyang, clamped his arm that hadn't recovered yet, pressed the man's head against the edge of the bed, then smiled softly at the uncle,

"That's right, you just point at his face and bark at him."

"Puff—puff puff puff—puff—puff—"

The fart of the uncle, it just came out with a slap in the face.

"Damn!" Shen Qiuyang rubbed his mouth, trying to resist but couldn't use his hands, so he would jump in a hurry.

"Okay, pay more attention to observation," He Jimin instructed, threw away Shen Qiuyang in his hand, and continued to walk outside, waiting to go out and meet Hou Fangyuan standing at the door. Rubbed it on the thread pocket, "Shen Qiuyang, watch it."

After finishing speaking, He Jimin strode forward.

Afterwards, she really didn't hear anything from Shen Qiuyang again.

In the book, He Jimin got a few scalpels, but because of his solid professionalism, the number of times he was placed in the operating room was counted among the same age in the whole hospital.

So after checking the room and giving the doctor's order, he changed his clothes.

"After get off work in the evening, make an appointment." Hou Fangyuan was standing at the door of the changing room.

"I can't tell the time, it depends on how many operations are scheduled," He Jimin said quickly, without slowing down on his legs, and was about to walk out after changing his clothes.

"I'll watch that scene first, and when you have time, call me," Hou Fangyuan said as he moved forward.

He Jimin raised both arms on the field, and walked sideways without touching anyone, reminding him, "Clothes."

Hou Fangyuan sized up He Jimin, then fell silent, "I'll wait for your call."

"I'll watch you go by," Hou Fangyuan waited on the spot, and kissed from the air.

He Jimin didn't reject it, and gave the other party a cute smile, "I shouldn't be able to do it today, my dad came to see me."

"Your father?" Hou Fangyuan heard He Jimin talking about his family's situation for the first time, his eyebrows were raised, "Then I—"

"Want to meet him?" He Jimin tapped his wrist, indicating that he didn't have much time now, and let the other party make a long story short.

"I went too abruptly. Next time, please tell me a few times in advance that I will bring good things to see the old man." Hou Fangyuan laughed, and said a few more words such as "the operation went well" and "take care of rest". After exchanging pleasantries, I left by myself.

What Hou Fangyuan was thinking, He Jimin couldn't be more clear.

In the original book, He Jimin left his hometown because of Hou Fangyuan. The father and son had always had a gap because of He Jimin's mother. In addition, his father brought back the illegitimate son who had been raised outside along with that woman. His father, He Guoqi, was making troubles, and when he graduated, the troubles became even more unmanageable, He Jimin said in the end.

He doesn't recognize this family.

So after graduation, I went to Hou Fangyuan's city to work hard.

Of course, he never told Hou Fangyuan about his own family affairs.

He ate at the surgery gate at noon, and performed a total of five surgeries during the day. Although he was not the chief surgeon in many cases, basically the doctors in the hospital would ask He Jimin to help.

Because in their opinion, He Jimin will be the only one who can hold the scalpel steadily in the hospital in the future.

He Jimin was doing his old job, but his back legs would feel numb after standing for a long time. After [-]:[-] p.m., He Jimin got off the last operation and lay down in the bathroom to wash his hands, rubbing his buttocks While wiping the back of my hands, I saw my colleagues in the ENT department, so I said, "Help me pack some anti-viral and fungal eye drops and internal syringes." After finishing speaking, I thought for a while, "You are so late, hurry up off work."

The other party was taken aback by He Jimin's familiar tone, and then he began to digest his words, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, let me clean it up for you."

After that, He Jimin got off work.

Young Master, Mr. He is here, at the Yujiang Hotel.

When He Jimin went to the ear department, Wen En was sending a message, and then called again, "Master He has settled down in the house here, and now he is going to the hotel I sent you."

When He Jimin listened to what he said, he turned his feet and went to the ophthalmology department to get the medicine, and then drove out of the hospital.

Yujiang Hotel.

He Jimin raised his head. On the way, he stopped by the store to buy a suit. Although he didn't usually wear it, this kind of scene would naturally give He Guoqi a face.

Besides, this time, He Yuanzhuo might stick to He Guoqi's ass.

Naturally, he couldn't lose in the row, so He Jimin followed the room given by Wen En and stood at the door.

When he arrived, Wen En was standing with his head bowed, looking anxious. When the other party raised his face and saw He Jimin walking towards his son, a smile exploded on his face, "Master," he reacted just after saying something Come here, "You are so bright today."

In the past, Wen En encouraged the two to meet each other, but He Jimin always only wore a casual jacket. He has graduated for several years, and he always looks small. Today, he is self-taught, his hair is specially oiled, and his eyebrows and eyes are curved. Immediately, a stable and mature energy came out.

Wen En has been with Master He for a long time, and he also knows that He Guoqi usually asks He Yuanzhuo to dress like this.

"I'm really afraid that you'll regret not coming, so what, Mr. He is inside." Even though Wen En said so, seeing He Jimin's outfit, he was more or less confident.

After saying this, Wen En paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "The young master is here too."

He Jimin smiled knowingly, patted Wen En on the shoulder, "Understood."

Then naturally open the door and go in.

When I first entered, the two men inside were all smiling.

He Yuanzhuo was leaning next to He Guoqi, smiling with his head down.

"Dad, brother, it's so lively," He Jimin naturally went in and sat on the seat on the other side of He Guoqi.

He Yuanzhuo is a little baby fat, and his appearance is not much like He Guoqi's. Looking at his eyebrows, he probably looks like his mother, with a bit of a woman's appearance. He Guoqi is the standard youth appearance of that era, with a narrow face and a sharp nose, plus narrow irises in his eyes Small, when you raise your eyes to look at people, you have your own vigor, and your temperament is very natural now, even if you add a little time to polish it, it will become more tasteful when you are middle-aged.

He Jimin is like him.

So He Yuanzhuo could only imitate his mother and coax people with his mouth.

But He Jimin's appearance alone was enough to make He Guoqi feel relieved.

Even at this age, the book says that he has just graduated from a bachelor's degree, and He Guoqi wants him to go abroad, but He Yuanzhuo refuses to die, saying that he is reluctant to part with He Guoqi.

He Jimin knew that it was farting, and He Yuanzhuo couldn't bear to leave He Guoqi even with a single glance, especially now that He Jimin was coming back, probably He Yuanzhuo was even more reluctant to leave.

Especially when the mouth that spoke just now came out full of vulgar and good words.

He Yuanzhuo on the opposite side stared at Yuanyuan's eyes first, and then deepened his smile unnaturally, "Brother, you are here."

Huh, He Jimin looked at the other party's small red eyes now, knew that he could act, so he got excited, lowered his head and lowered his voice, and said to He Guoqi, "Dad, I was ignorant before, I was wrong."

He Guoqi's mouth that was still smiling just now will not be taken back now, He Jimin admits his mistake.

It was still when he was in high school, He Guoqi originally thought of a set of harsh words, but now seeing the low-browed He Jimin, he felt a lot better, so he didn't care about it anymore, "Just come, I'll take your brother with you You have a meal."

Don't be in a hurry this time, there is still a lot of time to talk about the future, so He Jimin didn't rush, stood up and poured tea for him with both hands.

"Dad, drink tea." He Jimin poured a cup for He Guoqi, and then went around to pour a cup for He Yuanzhuo, "Drink less while you are young, just now I heard that Dad said that he is going to study abroad?"

He Yuanzhuo gave a dry laugh, "I was also telling Dad that there are many schools in China, and I actually read quite a few—"

"How much is the TOEFL score?" He Jimin asked.

He Yuanzhuo's voice was even lower, "In the first year of the exam, I—"

"Ninety?" He Jimin didn't stop talking.

Over there, He Yuanzhuo couldn't hold back even more, "The best score in our class is only 95."

He Guoqi suddenly interrupted at this time, and was stern to He Yuanzhuo, "Your brother passed the exam with a score of [-], don't keep making excuses."

He Yuanzhuo was used to being favored by He Guoqi on weekdays, but suddenly he was a bit inferior to the comparison. He was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it clearly, so he just whispered, "I can do with [-] points."

"My brother is right," He Jimin followed He Yuanzhuo's words, "so you have no problem going abroad."

Just as he was talking, the phone in He Yuanzhuo's hand rang. When He Yuanzhuo frowned when he saw the words on it, he got up and went out. He didn't come back until more than ten minutes later.

"What's the matter?" He Guoqi asked him.

He Yuanzhuo shook his head with a smile, "It's okay, a few friends."

He Jimin knew that he was worried about Xing Zhuo's loss, so he poured water more steadily, and turned around to continue persuading He Guoqi to let He Yuanzhuo go abroad, "My brother knows how to make progress, and besides, he still listens to you. It’s not difficult to go abroad without some encouragement.”

He Guoqi listened to this and nodded with narrowed eyes.

There was a rare joy at the dinner table.

At the whole dinner table, no one mentioned any unhappy things. Seeing that He Guoqi had finished wiping his mouth and stood up, He Yuanzhuo, who was trimming his sleeves, suddenly opened his mouth, "Brother, Hou Fangyuan will come to pick you up tonight?"

He Yuanzhuo covered his mouth after he finished speaking on purpose, then bowed his head and said sorry to He Jimin.

Hou Fangyuan grew up on He Guoqi's explosive spot.

When He Guoqi and He Jimin had a falling out because of Hou Fangyuan, everyone said harsh words.

Bringing it up now, it's easy to catch He Guoqi's heart disease.

He doesn't want to admit that his son is gay.

He Yuanzhuo pinpointed the last moment exactly.

Deliberately disgusting He Jimin.

He Guoqi naturally bluntly moved his hands, turned his head and asked, "You—"

"It's divided." He Jimin stretched out his hand to help He Guoqi straighten the coat that was draped over his shoulders, "I picked it up."

He Yuanzhuo's eyes widened even more.

"But," He Jimin shrugged helplessly, "he disagrees."

"Then—" He Guoqi lowered his head, raised it after a pause, and asked He Jimin, "What do you think?"

While speaking, a group of people went downstairs.

Knowing that he was shouting, intertwined with dryness, He Jimin helped He Guoqi open the door first, and bent over himself, "I will take care of things. Now that I have asked Hou Fangyuan to move out of the house, I will also take care of it at work. If you want me to go back, just let me know, I can talk about it here."

He Guoqi nodded. He couldn't find anything wrong with He Jimin's performance this trip, so he stood patiently waiting for He Jimin to speak.

"About Hou Fangyuan's matter, that's what I think," He Jimin still weighed Mr. Jiang's eyes, "It's decided, besides, I think Yuanzhuo is too old, and I, as an older brother, have to deal with the matter of going abroad." Worry about it."

He Guoqi raised his eyes, looked at He Jimin and asked, "Then what do you mean?"

He Jimin hadn't blinked his eyes since he left the house, and now his eye sockets were sore, looking at He Guoqi, he also felt a little emotional about the word "Dad", and secretly glanced at the angry man on the side The mouse with its bulging cheeks said to He Guoqi emotionally,

"Dad, I want to go home."

As soon as he said this, although He Guoqi didn't show it on his face, he patted He Jimin on the shoulder and walked away in the end.

He Yuanzhuo followed He Guoqi with an expression of disbelief, and didn't take his eyes off He Jimin until he got into the car.

This one is safe.

Leaving Yujiang Hotel, He Jimin was whistling, and the steering wheel was light in his hands.

He Guoqi's feedback was good. He Jimin parked the car downstairs and went to check the floor where he lived.

There were no lights on.

When he went upstairs, he was thinking about whether Xing Zhuo was still there.

He Jimin was also prepared for his absence. According to his character in the original book, he wouldn't be surprised even if Xing Zhuo made a move that turned his details upside down.

So when he opened the door, he stared at the antiviral eye drops in his bag.

Until he opened the door and saw Xing Zhuo sitting on the sofa hugging his knees.

His eyes were opened a little more than when he left in the morning, and his pupils were lighter in color when viewed from a distance.

Afterwards, those shallow pupils started to turn towards him, and what they muttered was, "I'm back."

He Jimin took his steps lightly, took off his coat, half-kneeled on the sofa, and whispered into Xing Zhuo's ear, "I'll cook."

When he tried to get up, he was grabbed by Xing Zhuo.

The other party turned his head slightly towards He Jimin, and blinked hard, "I seem to be able to see the light."

He Jimin came back and squatted on him again, "Then apply the medicine first." He rolled the other's eyelids for a while, sighed that young people's recovery ability is good, and asked him suddenly, "How old are you?"

"Why do you ask this?" Xing Zhuo's mouth tightened, he asked again, and came back.

He Jimin laughed, but he was generous, "I'm 29."

The people under him paused for a moment before saying, "It doesn't sound like that."

He Jimin felt happy in his heart, but didn't show much on his face, "It may hurt a little later, bear with it."

The other party nodded lightly.

Then subconsciously put his hands on He Jimin.

The other party's fingertips felt cold, but He Jimin didn't hide, and continued to help him apply the ointment to the corners of his eyes.

"It's your boyfriend in the morning?" Xing Zhuo asked.

Naturally, He Jimin would also act, so he turned his head away and remained silent.

Xing Zhuo pulled him closer, "Do you like him?"

"I don't like it, we've broken up, let's not talk about it now," He Jimin held Xing Zhuo's face in both hands, straightened himself up on his knees, and let the other party's face rise slightly, and then lowered his head.

The breaths of the two were intertwined, and He Jimin felt that there was a hand on his waist.

He Jimin stretched his legs a little bit, his lower body was down, his mouth was stickier than usual, "Speaking of which, I should be older than you, come—"

"Call out, brother, I'll listen."

作者有话要说感谢在2020111922:32:23~2020112021:09:21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 mines, there are 3 in Tianbian Tianbian; 1 for Fubi and Dong Yimian;

Thank you for the 5 bottles of the little angel white-faced scholar who irrigates the nutrient solution;

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