Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The expression on Fang Zhuo's face collapsed, his pupils constricted, and fear spread out in his eyes.Probably God's will, the two eyeballs rolled back and forth, and finally the pupils were still aimed in his direction.

Fang Zhuo subconsciously covered his eyes.

Lu Jia's hand still stayed where it was, looking at the new doctor stubbornly, and in the dead silence, everyone was looking at Lu Jia.

The scene in front of him, as well as the hoarse voice of the young man just now, are too incredible.

The dean was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped.

This was the first time he heard Lu Jia speak. It turned out that he could speak, but according to Lu Jia's father, the young master had never spoken since he was ten years old.

The dean whispered from behind: "Doctor Zhao, guide, continue to guide him to communicate."

Fang Zhuo just wanted to die, and the dean who kept turning his head blinked.

The dean pretended not to understand. Seeing that he was not cooperating, he simply walked over in person, "Lu Jia, you are here to give us Dr. Zhao..."

Halfway through the talk, the dean was taken aback when he saw what was in Lu Jia's hand. This is Lu Jia's precious skull, so he just dug it out and gave it to Dr. Zhao? !

Fang Zhuo looked at the ceiling, he wanted to vomit so much, he tried his best to squeeze out a not too ugly smile: "Is this for me?"

Lu Jia didn't know Dr. Zhao, but a pair of eyes exactly like Dr. Zhao's often appeared in his dreams.

The arc of the end of the eyes is slightly raised, and there is always light in the eyes when talking, and crooked when smiling.

very nice.

Lu Jia put his eyeballs on the table, got up and left.

Fang Zhuo was stiff all over, watching the two eyeballs roll towards him uncontrollably, and then fell into the depression where his legs were closed.

Fortunately, the little bird is sleeping soundly at the moment, otherwise he might be frightened to death.

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, picked up the two eyeballs in fear, subconsciously pinched them, and they turned out to be soft.

The dean withdrew his gaze from Lu Jia who had gone away, and said with a meaningful smile, "Dr. Zhao, I didn't expect your work to progress so fast. I really did not choose the wrong person."

Although this little gift was unusual and bloody, Fang Zhuo still put his eyeballs in his pocket.

"Dean, I actually haven't had time to do anything yet."

The dean gave him a meaningful look, "You can have such an effect without doing anything. If you do it with your heart, what else can hinder you?"

Such an inspirational passage, but unfortunately Fang Zhuo was too full to drink this bowl of chicken soup.

He thought for a while, Lu Jian's safety factor is yet to be determined, and he must find a helper, "I'm not skilled enough in business now, how about this, Lu Jia and I will take care of him together and see the effect first."

The dean agreed, saying that the doctor had something to ask for leave today and would not arrive until tomorrow, and he would let the two of them have a good communication when they arrived.

Together with other doctors, Fang Zhuo took care of the patients and ate their meals, followed by music listening time.

The music played in the hospital is all soothing light music, which can calm down some patients with bipolar disorder or depression. Fang Zhuo listened with everyone in the activity room for a while, and then began to search around.

There was no sign of Lu Jian.

"Sister Chen, why didn't you see Lu Jia?" Fang Zhuo asked.

Sister Chen is the head nurse. It is said that she used to be a nurse in a tertiary hospital. Because a family member suffered from depression and committed suicide, she voluntarily applied to be transferred to the fifth hospital to help these patients. She is a very patient and gentle person.

In this hospital, if you want to say who Fang Zhuo has the most affection for, it must be her.

Sister Chen threw away the toilet paper she had just wiped the patient's saliva, and looked at Fang Zhuo: "Lu Jia never participates in group activities, including various entertainments every day, and celebrations during festivals."

Fang Zhuo frowned, "...he can't do this."

Refusing to communicate with the outside world will only make him more and more indifferent and closed. The more he is like this, the more lonely he will be in his heart. Over time, the suppressed emotions will be too much, and the pathological reaction will be more intense.

The consequences could be disastrous.

"That's not true." Sister Chen sighed, "It is said that before he came to the hospital, the Lu family had invited many psychologists for him, but none of them worked, and he was sent here for some unknown reason."

What else, it was probably done by the stepmother, Fang Zhuo didn't say anything, and asked: "Sister Chen, you are from the local area, so you should have heard about some things about the Lu family, right?"

"Hey, don't talk about me, many people know about the messy things about the Lu family."

Fang Zhuo immediately assumed a listening posture.

Sister Chen organized the conversation, "The stepmother of the Lu family is 15 years younger than Lu Jia's father, and she hasn't conceived a child for several years after marriage, until three years ago."

When Fang Zhuo heard this, he could guess seven or eight points, "The child is gone?"

"Lu Jia's father had a son in his 40s. He invited many people to drink and celebrate. I don't know what happened that day. In short, the child was gone." Sister Chen said: "At that time, many people saw that the stepmother was killed. When it was carried into the ambulance, there was a lot of blood, which was scary."

"Three years ago?" Fang Zhuo rubbed his chin, lost in thought, this time was about the same as when Lu Jia entered the hospital.

Sister Chen saw what he was thinking, and kindly suggested, "Doctor Zhao, let's not get involved in the affairs of the rich, and just do our part."

Fang Zhuo nodded, "You're right, I'll go up and see Lu Jia first."

As a doctor, he should not be defeated by the strange behavior of patients, but to help them overcome their diseases.

The moment he went up to the sixth floor, Fang Zhuo felt the holy light around him, full of strength.

As the door lock was unlocked, he took out his phone and turned on some light music to make the atmosphere more relaxing.

"Lu Jia." Fang Zhuo walked in.

Lu Jia didn't respond. He was sitting on the sofa, not knowing what he was doing. He lowered his head, and the back of his neck was stretched, with beautiful lines.

Fang Zhuo stood still and watched for a while, narrowed his eyes slightly, rushed over suddenly, and pinched the young man's neck heavily with his hands.

That horrifying feeling swarmed over, Fang Zhuo was relieved, before he could withdraw his hand, Lu Jia stood up suddenly, and touched the back of his neck with his backhand. At that moment, he felt that he had been shocked.

Fang Zhuo took advantage of the other party's stunned, and quickly slipped away in a hopeless manner.

The nurse on duty on the third floor heard the sound of running, ran out, and saw a distorted face with both fear and joy.

"Zhao, look for a doctor, are you okay?" The nurse felt that Fang Zhuo was weird like this, and her voice was very unnatural, "What happened?"

Fang Zhuo looked back, luckily he didn't come after him, and said excitedly, "I just pinched the back of Lu Jian's neck."

The nurse instantly understood why his expression was so contradictory, "Are you serious? Are you okay?"

Fang Zhuo waved his hand, "It's fine now." I don't know after that.

After all, Young Master Lu had told the whole hospital that anyone who dared to touch him would be killed by him.

"You should know what happened in the dean's office last time." The nurse swallowed, and said in fear, "You lock the door tonight. It's best to find something to hold the door. Be careful."

Fang Zhuo looked grateful, girl, don't worry, I won't sleep in the dormitory at all tonight.

Once back in the office, he pulled out his phone, and the target confirmed that the message had been received.

"What is this cheating?"

[Because the host's soul was damaged and could not bear the power of the cheat, the cheat has been dispatched to the male protagonist this time. 】

Damn, is it so cool!

Fang Zhuo waved his fist happily, and asked curiously, "Can you tell me what cheat is it?"

233: [The delivery staff only has the right to know the cheats that are delivered by themselves. 】

Fang Zhuo muttered, "Forget it, then when can I leave?"

[As before, the task line is full. 】

This task line may be one, two or three years, or it may be like going to the world, staying for a lifetime.

Fang Zhuo's eyes rolled around, thinking about how to enjoy the next time.

"I should be able to complete the tasks in the previous two worlds, right?"

233: [It's great. 】

Fang Zhuo said: "Then there must be a reward, I don't want the reward, you change it into cash and get me a card directly."

233 A pot of cold water was poured over, [There is no reward cash, and besides, you have additional tasks.The protagonist's personality is currently unstable, which will have a serious impact on his life after menstruation. 】

Fang Zhuo understood. The profession of psychiatrist might become a lifelong profession. Don't even think about it.

He couldn't get rid of Lu Jia.

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, there was a loud thunder in the sky, followed by pouring rain.

The heavy rain in summer often comes and goes quickly. Today is different. It doesn't stop until [-] o'clock in the evening.

Looking at the gray sky, Fang Zhuo was in a very complicated mood. Don't even think about going back to the dormitory of the People's Hospital. God has already decided to give him a rain burial.

The dean was walking along the corridor, checking the doors and windows of the doctor's office one by one. When he came to Fang Zhuo's office, he was taken aback for a moment, "Doctor Zhao, you haven't left yet?"

"Immediately." Fang Zhuo suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Dean, did you say that the note Lu Jia left for you was serious, or was it a joke?"

The dean thought he was analyzing Lu Jia's condition, and was very pleased with his hard work, so he immediately shared his conjecture, "I think it's serious."

Fang Zhuo lowered his face, "Why?"

The dean's answer was very mysterious, "Intuition."

Fang Zhuo: "... Dean, is your intuition correct?"

The dean smiled unfathomably, "80.00% accuracy."

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Oh, it seems that there is an 80.00% possibility that he will be retaliated by Lu Jian's death...

After bidding farewell to the dean, Fang Zhuo resigned himself to his fate and went back to the dormitory, checked the doors and windows, made sure that every lock was in good condition, then took the toiletries and went to the public bathroom to take a shower.

The bathroom was foggy and everyone was hazy.

Fang Zhuo was not used to being exposed in front of others, so after taking off his clothes, he put on a bath towel and went straight to the innermost compartment.

The hot water washed away the exhaustion all over his body, and also temporarily relaxed his tense heart for a day. Fang Zhuo hummed while washing, completely oblivious to the sudden tense atmosphere around him.

In the middle of the misty bathroom, Lu Jian passed by calmly. His white shirt was stained with water, and it was almost transparently attached to his body, showing his young and slender body. Coupled with that indifferent and delicate face, he was indescribably sexy. .

The men present, regardless of whether they were straight or not, subconsciously swallowed their saliva.

"Doctor Zhao, Doctor Zhao—" shouted the doctor opposite.

There was the sound of splashing water all around, Fang Zhuo was washing his hair, and he couldn't hear the prompt at all.

After all the foam on his head was washed away, he wiped his face, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of shoes. Along the shoes, there was a pair of sky-defyingly long legs, and then a youthful and upright body.

Fang Zhuo's eyes fixed on the opponent's Adam's apple, "Lu Jia?"

Lu Jia raised a hand silently.

Fang Zhuo's eyes widened in horror, his feet slipped, and he fell back. He reacted immediately and pulled the bath towel to block the delicate baby bird.

Lu Jia bent down, and Fang Zhuo kept shrinking back as if seeing a ghost.

"Don't move." Lu Jia's voice was cold, and he pressed Fang Zhuoguangluo's shoulder with his palm.

Fang Zhuo had too much psychological shadow on him, and he was angry and afraid, "What do you mean, you want to fight with me?"

Lu Jia said, "I won't hit you."

Hearing this, how awesome, Fang Zhuo pursed his lips angrily, and turned his head to stare at the hand on his shoulder.

That hand looked fair and slender, with a bookish air, but actually it was very strong. Fang Zhuo struggled a bit, but couldn't get up, and then he clearly felt that Lu Jia pinched and pressed on his shoulder a few times, The tingling feeling came up, which was quite comfortable.

Fang Zhuo blinked, not knowing what was going on.

Lu Jia let go of his hand, stood up straight, and stared blankly at the palm of his hand.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly grabbed the bath towel and stood up, his face turned red and turned white, and wanted to scold you if you were sick, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that you were really sick.

"Can you let me go." Fang Zhuo suppressed his anger, and his tone was bad.

Lu Jia dropped his hand and walked straight away.

Fang Zhuo gritted his teeth and stared at his back. He was tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a thin waist. Not to mention, he was pretty good-looking.

It’s good to have a fart, why don’t you ask me to save you!Thinking of this, Fang Zhuo felt much more at ease.

As soon as Lu Jia left, the bathroom quickly warmed up, and the voices started again, but this time the focus of the fucking discussion was Fang Zhuo.

"Doctor Zhao can't see it. That kid has never touched anyone, and he never let others touch him." The man opposite Fang Zhuo had a look of admiration.

Fang Zhuo was more ignorant than him. He didn't know what Lu Jia was trying to do. "I guess I hit it off with that child. That's good, it's convenient for future treatment."

"That being said, you should pay more attention to safety. That kid is really crazy when he goes crazy." Another person reminded.

Fang Zhuo said, "Is there a story?"

"One time before, five or six of us male doctors went up together, and we almost didn't hold it down. The strength was amazing."

Several people nearby echoed, and then talked a lot about Lu Jia's solitary, eerie and weird behavior.

Fang Zhuo returned to the room full of worries, and as soon as he entered the door, he took out his phone and called the duty room of the inpatient department, "Lu Jia ran out, has he gone back?"

The nurse in the duty room froze for a moment, "Come out? No."

The nurse said while running to 668. She looked into the room with her feet on her feet. Snowflakes were playing on the TV. Lu Jia was sitting on the sofa, lowering her head and fiddling with something.

In order to reassure Fang Zhuo, the nurse switched the phone to video and showed him the situation in the room.

Early the next morning, he went to the monitoring room and asked the security to call out the monitoring from last night.

For this reason, Fang Zhuo specially asked the dean for an hour's leave, and squatted in the office to watch the video.

From the beginning to the end, there was no trace of Lu Jia. This kid was truly invisible.

Fang Zhuo found the dean with the video and told what happened yesterday.

The dean was also very helpless, "I can't help it, I just can't shut it down."

Fang Zhuo thought about it carefully, and suggested, "Have you ever tried a dedicated nurse?"

"I haven't tried it. Lu Jia is very disgusted with others entering his territory." The dean said with a loose brow, and his eyes sparkled, "But now there is someone to choose."

Fang Zhuo leaned forward, "Who?"

The dean raised his chin, "You."

"I can't." Fang Zhuo was firm, he still wanted to live well.

The dean was more determined than him, "You can do it."

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, feeling like he was cursing himself by saying no, "Okay, I can."

That afternoon, Fang Zhuo moved to 668. Lu Jia only stared at him for a while without saying a word when they first met, and then sat on the sofa alone, wondering what he was doing.

Fang Zhuo leaned over curiously, good guy, he is doing the head.

The skull had no eyeballs, and there were black holes in the eye sockets, Fang Zhuo looked away, took out the two eyeballs, and handed them over.

Lu Jia said without raising his head, "For you."

Fang Zhuo took it back awkwardly, "Thank you."

Lu Jian's fingers were very flexible, and he didn't know what material he used. The gray-white bone model was filled with materials and covered with a layer of white simulated skin.

Fang Zhuo didn't dare to look too much, for fear of having nightmares at night.

He sat across from Lu Jia and said softly, "From today on, I will be your roommate. I hope we can communicate more. If you want, you can also treat me as your brother."

Lu Jian paid him a little attention, and his eyelashes trembled slightly to show that he knew.

The communication was smoother than Fang Zhuo imagined, and he got carried away for a while, "Lu Jia, call brother to listen."

Lu Jia raised his eyes to look at him, Fang Zhuo shuddered, and he didn't dare to act deadly anymore.

In fact, Fang Zhuo just slept here every night, and only brought pillows, towels, toiletries and a change of clothes, all of which were left in the dormitory.

This whole night, Lu Jia was tinkering with the skull, Fang Zhuo's mobile phone was occupied by 233, so he could only sit around, and finally at 10:30, the young master wanted to sleep.

In order to get closer and increase intimacy, Fang Zhuo took the initiative to walk into the bathroom, squeeze toothpaste and pour water for him.

Lu Jia walked to the toilet and unzipped the zipper to release the water.

Fang Zhuo heard the powerful sound of water, moved his ears, glanced curiously, and lay down in the trough, the birds on the prairie are mighty and majestic.

The piercing gaze was so hot that even Lu Jia, who had zero perception of other people's eyes and emotions, felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

He frowned slightly, and quickly zipped up, "Get out."

Fang Zhuo suffered a serious blow, walked out listlessly, and leaned his head on the sofa, "Third brother, I suspect that you have tampered with me."

233: [No. 】

"Then why isn't the brother as big as the protagonist in every body I live in temporarily!" Once or twice is fine, this is the fucking third time.

233's electronic cat has grown fat and is basking in the sun in the yard, with one mouth open and a big yawn.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fang Zhuo saw the irony in that yawn.

"Are you laughing at me?!"

233: [I don't understand what you're talking about. 】

Fang Zhuo let out a "hum" inexplicably, and poked the screen with his finger, "Don't change the subject."

233: [Hey, everything is fate. 】

Fang Zhuo was furious, and jumped up from the sofa, "What do you mean!"

233 didn't speak, and fled with his electronic kitten in his arms.

Fang Zhuo couldn't calm down for a long time, and felt that the system was implying that he would live forever, no matter how many worlds there were, he was destined not to get a big bird of his own!

The bathroom door was opened, and Lu Jia walked out from inside, with his upper body exposed and his hair wet.

Fang Zhuo's face changed as soon as he said it, "I'll blow your hair for you."

He knew that Lu Jia was not so disgusted with his physical contact, so he decided to deepen the contact.

Soon, a dry towel was placed on Lu Jia's head, Fang Zhuo wiped him and turned on the hair dryer.

The man's movements were very gentle. Lu Jia started to feel drowsy as he rubbed his hair with his fingers. The moment he closed his eyes, he opened them suddenly.

Fang Zhuo patted him on the shoulder, "Okay."

Lu Jia went straight to the bed, the posture was the same as what Fang Zhuo saw last time, lying in a standard coffin.

Fang Zhuo took off his shoes and lay down on the sofa. Before falling asleep, he asked 233 to pay attention to Lu Jia's situation. Once the other party got out of bed, he would immediately vibrate to remind him.

In the middle of the night, 233 kept vibrating crazily.

Hearing the buzzing sound, Lu Jia reached out and pulled the phone out from under Fang Zhuo's pillow, and turned it off.

Fang Zhuo fell into a deep sleep, moved his lips, and turned over.

Lu Jia hugged his knees, sat on the carpet and watched, he slowly raised his hand, his fingers slid along Fang's arm, then his neck, collarbone, ankle and instep.

He touched all the exposed skin of the man.

As with the previous two touches, there was no psychological disgust or rejection.

Lu Jia sighed, "Interesting."

He stood up, put his arms on Fang Zhuo's head, and said softly: "Doctor Zhao, I just dreamed about those eyes again, eyes just like yours."

At this time, Fang Zhuo suddenly woke up.

He had a nightmare, dreaming that Lu Jia was going to goug his eyes, but he didn't know that opening his eyes was the real nightmare.

The scream was stuck in his throat, Fang Zhuo sat up suddenly, before Lu Jia could avoid it, the foreheads of the two hit each other, with a "bang", the skull was about to crack.

Fang Zhuo covered his forehead and wailed, but Lu Jia seemed to have no pain, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were still terribly quiet.

He leaned down, leaned into Fang Zhuo's ear and said, "Doctor Zhao, this time I see clearly, it turns out that the person in my dream is you."

Fang Zhuo was in a daze, because he was overly frightened, his brain reacted very slowly, and then he covered his face with one hand, and just touched his lower eyelashes with one finger.

Lu Jia said, "Your eyes are as beautiful as in the dream."

Fang Zhuo didn't care about the pain in his forehead, he shook like a sieve, his mind was full of death, "Lu Jia, get out of the way."

Lu Jia said no, "Do you know what I dreamed about you?"

Fang Zhuo subconsciously asked: "What?"

Lu Jia said, "I dreamed that you kissed me, why?"

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Fang Zhuo rolled his eyes, because you are dreaming, little brother.

He pushed Lu Jia away hard, and brought him back to the bed with great effort, "Little brother, you are sleepwalking, go to bed quickly, you won't remember anything when you wake up tomorrow morning."