Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The murderous aura that suddenly emerged from Lu Jia's body was too heavy, and coupled with his bloody shirt, the terrifying effect was doubled.

Dr. Qian stepped back subconsciously, "The blood on his body..."

"Dog blood, not human blood." Fearing that Dr. Qian might misunderstand something, Fang Zhuo ran to call the police.

Dr. Qian was not relieved when he heard the answer. Lu Jia's pair was staring at him, as sharp as two steel knives, capable of killing people at any time.

Before that, he had never seen such a violent Lu Jia.

Most antisocial disorders are impulsive, irritable, aggressive, and erratic, and this category is considered lifelong violent.

Lu Jian obviously belongs to another type. He is restrained, restrained, and quiet. He doesn't seem to cause harm to anyone, but once his emotions or bottom line are touched, his aggressiveness is likely to be more terrifying than impulsive patients.

Dr. Qian was negligent for a moment, patronizing his cheap mouth, and forgot about this.

However, it can also be seen from this that the existence of Dr. Zhao has surpassed the boundary between doctors and patients to Lu Jia, and has become a more important and special existence.

Lu Jia should be very clear about what he meant by "falling in love" just now.

To him, this not only means that he has one more person who can accompany him, but also means that he is willing to accept another person from the bottom of his heart.

This is not easy for an apathetic patient.

Dr. Qian swallowed nervously, raised his hand in surrender, "Don't take it seriously, it's just a joke, you will scare our Dr. Zhao by being so fierce."

Dr. Zhao's three words are simply the gold medal for avoiding death.

The aura on Lu Jia's body suddenly weakened, and he immediately turned his head to stare at Fang Zhuo, carefully confirming.

Seeing the other party nodding desperately, he just lowered his eyes and sat back beside Fang Zhuo, looking like a child who realized his mistake.

This honest look is too different from before.

Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, pretending to be quite similar.

Dr. Qian walked over after confirming that Lu Jia would not go crazy many times, "Dr. Zhao, you know the hospital's regulations, between doctors and patients..."

Fang Zhuo said: "I know, I will tell the dean."

Whether he is a doctor or not is not important to him, what is important is that he must be with Lu Jian.

Dr. Qian was stunned, "That's not what I meant."

Fang Zhuo was at a loss.

Dr. Qian rubbed his forehead, "What I mean is, you should pay attention to the impact, so as not to be discovered."

"As far as I know, he hates the Lu family very much. Once you leave, he will definitely be discharged from the hospital. When the time comes, he will be forcibly taken back by the Lu family. His condition may not improve, but worsen. Then you..."

Dr. Qian paused and thought about his words, "Such a selfless sacrifice is in vain."

Fang Zhuo restrained the twitching of the corner of his mouth, Dr. Qian, you really think highly of me, I just want to complete the task, well, the little wolf dog is also very heart-warming, but I am really not that great.

Fang Zhuo said, "Thank you, Doctor Qian."

Dr. Qian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly asked, "You didn't deliberately lie to him for the sake of treatment, did you?"

Lu Jia also stared at Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo flatly denied, "Of course not."

Dr. Qian nodded, thoughtfully, "Actually, Lu Jian is still very hopeful. As long as you guide with your heart, you will have a happy future."

Lu Jia rested his head on the doctor's shoulder and rubbed against it.

Fang Zhuo: "..."

He couldn't take it anymore, "Doctor Qian, can we talk about business."

Dr. Qian was embarrassed, "Yes, yes."

Fang Zhuo reached out and pushed Lu Jia's head away, and asked him, "You were the one who kicked the door just now?"

Lu Jia leaned his head again, "No."

"No?!" Fang Zhuo was terrified in his heart, what the hell, the murderer really came.

He pushed the person away again, with a stern tone, "Sit down. When you walked in, did you see anyone else?"

Lu Jia didn't lean on him any more, and said softly, "I only saw Dr. Zhao who was trembling."

As usual, Fang Zhuo would have to correct his adjectives. Now he only has fear, but he was actually guessed right by Doctor Qian, and he was targeted by the murderer.

Seeing that his expression was grim, Dr. Qian probably guessed something, and sighed, "I have already called the police on the way here. If something like this happened, the police should provide special protection."

No one thought that the murderer would risk his life and come back.

After the police finished their investigation and records, they left two police officers, a man and a woman, pretending to be nurses to protect Fang Zhuo's safety.

The hospital has been restless for two consecutive nights, and human nature is in panic. Some family members are worried and take the patients home directly.

For the rest who stayed in the hospital, the hospital also temporarily reassigned the night shift staff and added some male nurses to the ranks to avoid accidents.

Lu Jia refused to leave the hospital, so Lu Pingfeng sent two bodyguards. In order to avoid suspicion, Fang Zhuo proposed to move back to the dormitory temporarily.

As a result, as soon as the front foot hugged the quilt and walked away, the tail on the back foot followed the quilt.

No matter what you say, you don't listen.

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to move back to work, work, ward rounds, and consultations. Lu Jia followed him all the time. If Fang Zhuo had something to do, he would continue to tinker with his skull. hold on.

But it was strange to say that the murderer never appeared again, and I don't know if he didn't succeed that night and gave up, or if he had already gotten word that the hospital was guarded by the police, he didn't dare to come again.

The former is okay, but the latter is terrible.

It means that the hospital has accomplices.

Since that night, Fang Zhuo has specially found a fruit jackknife to hide on his body. If there is a trouble, he will be trembling, and he will not even have the appetite to eat.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Sister Chen came to comfort him during the lunch break, "Do you want to take a few days off to rest?"

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "I stay in the hospital, maybe I can lure the murderer out."

Thinking of the scene that night, Sister Chen trembled, "Then you should be more careful."

Fang Zhuo nodded, glanced at Lu Jia who was sitting by the window, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Chen, do you know why Lu Jia went to the hospital in the first place?"

Sister Chen hesitated to speak, "No, I don't know."

Fang Zhuo put on a frown, "I just want to find out the cause and let him open up as soon as possible. But I asked Lu Jia, but he refused to tell me."

Lu Jia is very obedient, but when it comes to topics he doesn't want to talk about, his mouth is tighter than anyone else, and he is stubborn to death.

"Mr. Lu comes to the hospital every day recently and wants to take Lu Jia back." Fang Zhuo glanced at Lu Jia and said worriedly, "You know, if the family members really want to do this, we have no position to refuse."

Sister Chen wanted to talk but she wasn't afraid of Fang Zhuo's revealing, "Mr. Lu ordered us to keep it a secret..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhuo knew Sister Chen's attitude, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."

Covering the water glass with both hands, Sister Chen whispered, "You still remember what I told you about the miscarriage of the current wife of the Lu family."

"You mean..." Fang Zhuo guessed something, but immediately denied it, "Impossible, I don't believe it."

"That woman said it herself, can there be a lie?"

Fang Zhuo didn't believe a word.

He turned his head and found that Lu Jia was also looking at him, his eyes were a little wet, just one look could make people feel distressed and weak.

Fang Zhuo got up and walked over, asking him, "Is what Sister Chen said true?"

"Does Dr. Zhao trust me?" Lu Jia rubbed the corners of the skull's eyes with his fingers, and his head was buried very low. This insecure, almost humble posture had never been seen before.

Fang Zhuo knelt down, held his hand, and said firmly, "I believe it."

Surprise flashed in Lu Jia's eyes, and he raised his head suddenly, "I didn't push her."

He has always been very contradictory. Others' accusations, doubts, frame-ups, and disgust have no effect on him, but Dr. Zhao is different. He hopes to get his gentle gaze and all his trust.

But he dared not tell the doctor what happened before, for fear of seeing alienation in his eyes.But he can't wait to see whether his Dr. Zhao will choose to trust him unconditionally after knowing the hidden things.

Now, he got the answer he wanted.

Fang Zhuo stood up, touched Lu Jia's head, and said to Sister Chen, "He said no."

Sister Chen said, "Doctor Zhao, Lu Jia is a patient, and his words lack credibility."

"He's not, at least not a typical patient." Fang Zhuo dislikes people using "patient" to describe Lu Jian, "Lu Jia is fundamentally different from other patients, you should be very clear about this, he has normal thinking logic, verbal So well organized that even the reasons for being admitted to the hospital may now be fabricated."

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Sorry, my tone is not very good, I just think that we don't have to treat patients as patients, if we treat patients as friends or relatives, will it be more smooth to get along and communicate with each other?" .”

Sister Chen quietly lowered her eyes, stared at the desktop for a while, "Dr. Zhao, you are a good person."

Fang Zhuo was caught off guard and was issued another good person card.

Sister Chen looked at the swaying water in the glass and suddenly smiled, "Doctor Zhao, can I ask you a question?"

Fang Zhuo said, "You ask."

"If a person has done a lot of good things, and suddenly one day he does one bad thing, is this person a good person or a bad person?"

No solution.

Fang Zhuo propped his chin, and tapped the table with his right hand, "It depends on what bad things he did."

Sister Chen was dazed for a moment, then stood up, "Look at what questions I'm asking, Dr. Zhao, I'm going out first, don't tell me what I just told you."

Fang Zhuo nodded, "Don't worry."

As soon as Sister Chen left, Lu Jia went to the desk.

"Except for you, they don't believe me." The corners of Lu Jia's lips rose slowly, getting higher and higher, matching those dark and deep eyes, a little weird.

"Doctor Zhao, I like you a little bit."

Fang Zhuo looked calm, he confessed his love first, and then he liked it, the order was reversed, little brother.

He raised his foot and kicked the chair opposite the table out a little, "Sit down and talk." Where you stand so tall, brother, I feel very insecure.

Lu Jia didn't sit down, but walked around the desk, raised one hand to hold Fang Zhuo's face, "You just said something that made me happy, and I must reward you."

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, "No need, really."

"If you insist on reciprocating courtesy, why not tell me a joke."

Lu Jia said, "No."

He quickly bent down, engulfed Fang Zhuo's lips, and greedily plundered the oxygen inside.

Fang Zhuo held on to the edge of the table, and knocked over the water glass in excitement, and the water flowed down the table onto his clothes.

Lu Jia licked his lower lip eagerly, "Does Doctor Zhao feel comfortable?"

Fang Zhuo's face was flushed, he was so comfortable, he thought he was about to suffocate, "Who taught you that."

Lu Jia asked back, "Need to study systematically? Then Dr. Zhao will teach me."

Fang Zhuo hurriedly waved his hand, "No need."

Lu Jia lowered his eyes in disappointment and remained motionless.

Seeing him like this, Fang Zhuo's heart was sore. He told himself that on the issue of children's education, he must not be soft-hearted. If he kisses, he will kiss him. At least he can't continue with further things.

"Lu Jia." Fang Zhuo was very solemn, "Kissing and holding hands are already the most intimate gestures. Do you understand the most important meaning of this?"

Lu Jia watched him silently.

Fang Zhuo yelled again, Lu Jia finally had a reaction, a trace of sarcasm appeared on his dull face, "I don't understand."

Lu Jia leaned on the back of the chair with one hand and the desk with the other, and kept pressing down on his body.

His voice was full of bewitching, but also very aggressive, "I don't know why, when facing Dr. Zhao, I just want to be more intimate, such as peeling off your coat, hugging you from behind, and then... ..."

Fang Zhuo leaned back subconsciously, and was about to merge with the back of the chair. At this moment, there was a knock on the office door, and Fang Zhuo's eyes lit up, "Come in."

Lu Jia stood up straight in an instant and walked back to his own position.

The skeleton is very different from before. From Fang Zhuo's perspective, it looks like the skin has been peeled off, revealing the bloody flesh and blood. The visual effect is great.

Especially when he thought that the head was exactly the same as his, Fang Zhuo shuddered, and hurriedly turned his gaze back to the person who came.

It turned out to be Lu Jia's bodyguard.

He stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

The bodyguard said: "Mr. Lu wants to see the young master, and he is in the ward now."

Fang Zhuo glanced at Lu Jia, the youth's white fingers were sticking a piece of "red meat" to the skull.

The bodyguard's eyes were so frightened that Fang Zhuo had no choice but to remind him, "Lu Jia."

Lu Jia then put down his things and stood up.

When he reached the door, he fell back again, grabbed Fang Zhuo's wrist, and led them out together.

Fang Zhuo did not follow into the ward, he stood in the corridor, looking at the green shade outside the window.

Lu Pingfeng's complexion was far worse than before. Although his appearance was still exquisite, the bloodshot eyes could not be concealed.

When he saw Lu Jia, his slumped eyes became agitated.

Since Lu Jia returned home last time, his mental state has been getting worse day by day. Every day when he wakes up, he is thinking about the same thing——

When will I die.

This kid seemed to be revenge on him deliberately, he told him the result of his death, but he was unwilling to tell the exact time. Now he was in a state of fear every day, and he didn't even dare to leave the door.

lest death should come suddenly.

In fact, the first time I heard the bad news about myself was ten years ago.

That day was Lu Jia's tenth birthday, and Lu's mother committed suicide by jumping off a building.

That elegant and beautiful woman, somehow, climbed onto the roof of the villa.She sat quietly on the roof, her legs dangling leisurely, her face raised, enjoying the warm spring breeze and sunshine.

Then, she stood up suddenly and jumped down.

At that time, Lu Jia happened to pass by, and the cracked brains and blood gradually covered his face.He stood there in a daze without any reaction. After a while, he walked over and gently pushed Mother Lu.

At that time, everyone was so frightened that they forgot to react.

By the time Lu Pingfeng came back to his senses and called for an ambulance, he was already out of breath.

He remembered very clearly that at that time he took a white cloth and was going to cover the person up first.

Just as he passed Lu Jia, the child suddenly grabbed him.

Lu Pingfeng still remembers Lu Jia's tone at that time, he said, "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, you will not live long."

He didn't care about it at the time, Lu Jia's personality has always been gloomy, especially recently, he often said some inexplicable things, he just thought he was frightened and stupid, and said crazy things.

But since then, no matter what Lu Pingfeng said or asked, Lu Jia would never answer.

Until three years ago, his second wife was pregnant.

Lu Pingfeng had a son in his 40s and held a big banquet. In order not to see Lu Jia's unlucky face, he deliberately asked the bodyguards to keep a close eye on him, but the bastard still ran out.

Lu Jia went straight to him and handed him a red envelope with a note inside.

——Congratulations, your retribution has come.

The good mood was disturbed in an instant. Lu Pingfeng was so angry that he tore up the envelope and rushed it into the toilet. Less than 10 minutes later, his wife fell down the stairs. concussion.

Lu Pingfeng suddenly remembered the contents of the note, he was not sure whether it was a prophecy or Lu Jia's vicious curse.

Fortunately, soon, he saw Lu Jia, who was just above the stairs.

Lu Jia didn't go down to help, but stood quietly, staring at the woman who was struggling below with those emotionless eyes.

The most frightening thing was that the corners of his mouth were curled up and he was smiling.

Lu Pingfeng had experienced many things, he was not afraid of anyone, except for Lu Jia, he even suspected that this was not his son at all, and even made a paternity test.

The facts told him that this demon, the lunatic, was indeed connected with his blood.

In a fit of anger, Lu Pingfeng sent him to a mental hospital.

He thought that Lu Jia would run out, but he didn't. In the past three years, he rarely saw Lu Jia's face again, and his mood improved a lot.But for some reason, he always thinks of Lu Jia's words recently.

Retribution, he is not afraid, but he is afraid of death.

He had earned so much money, but before he had time to enjoy it, he was unwilling to die like this.

Whether it's a curse or a prophecy, he has to figure it out.

So he went to the police station to pick Lu Jia home, and the process went surprisingly smoothly.

As soon as he entered, Lu Jia went to the garage to get a shovel and dug a hole in the garden.

A servant asked him what he was using it for, and Lu Jia pointed to the dog lying in the kennel.

The servant told Lu Pingfeng about this, and Lu Pingfeng frowned tightly, not understanding what Lu Jia meant.

Later he found out that it was because Lu Jia knew that the dog was going to die soon, and it was very likely that he came back with him obediently, just to bury it with his own hands.

In the subsequent dispute with Lu Jia, in order to vent his anger, he really kicked the old dog to death.

It was raised by Lu Jia's mother when she was still alive. She is now 16 years old and is about to die.

Then what did Lu Jian do?

He returned to his room and took out a complete set of dissection tools and even a well-proportioned antiseptic powder.

On the floor of the hall, he cut open the dead dog's abdominal cavity, took out the internal organs, and then used an astonishing technique to remove the bones and flesh, leaving a complete piece of skin and head.

That scene was disgusting, and the whole villa was full of strong stench.

He was very skillful, made a stuffed dog that had just died, and carried it back to his room.

Then they picked up the internal organs on the floor one by one, and buried them all in the pit dug in advance.

At that moment, Lu Pingfeng was finally sure where the fear of these days came from. He had long subconsciously believed that what Lu Jia said ten years ago was a foretelling of his death.

Before leaving, Lu Jia suddenly spoke to him without warning.

He said, "Farewell, Mr. Lu."

Those six words made Lu Pingfeng have nightmares all day and all night.

"It was all my fault in the past. I beg you, can you tell me?" Lu Pingfeng's arrogance and arrogance accumulated over time in the shopping malls collapsed at this moment.

In the face of death, everyone is very small.But if you know it in advance, you can definitely reverse it.

Lu Jia finally looked at him. In the bright light, after many years, Lu Pingfeng carefully saw this face again. It was exquisite and beautiful, but the words made people shudder.

"Why, are you going to be tormented crazy by your own fear?"

Hearing the voice, Fang Zhuo looked over in surprise.

Lu Jia said: "I hope you can understand my mother's feelings at the time, fear, bewilderment, and not knowing where tomorrow will be."

Lu Pingfeng froze for a moment, "I don't understand what you mean."

Lu Jia smiled, his eyes were cold, only mocking.

Lu Pingfeng slowly opened his eyes wide, so this kid knew!

No wonder Lu Jia was so hostile to his current wife, and even pushed her down the stairs... So he knew it all along!

"So that's why you hate me and torture me like this on purpose? Lu Jia, there is something wrong with my father, but your mother has depression. Even if no one stimulates her, she will want to commit suicide at any time."

"I don't hate you." Lu Jia said, "I just want you to live the rest of the day tremblingly, suffering and going crazy in the footsteps of death."

"You lunatic! Crazy!" Lu Pingfeng jumped into a rage, his eyes were red, "You are not my son! You are a devil, you will die badly."

I don't know which sentence touched Lu Jia's bottom line, his face changed, and he rushed to knock Lu Pingfeng into the wall.

Lu Pingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Fang Zhuo ran into the ward from the other end of the corridor and hugged Lu Jia from behind, "Calm down Lu Jia!"

Lu Jia's eyes were extremely fierce, but after hearing a familiar voice, he began to calm down.

His control over his emotions is terrifyingly powerful.

Fang Zhuo put his face on his back, put his arms around his waist, "Okay, okay, it's okay."

Lu Jia turned around and hugged his doctor, bowed his waist slightly, buried his face in Fang Zhuo's neck, took a deep breath of his breath, and finally calmed down the violent mood.

Fang Zhuo seemed to be comforting a frightened child, wanting to pat him on the back every now and then.

Lu Pingfeng stroked his chest and panted heavily, looking at Lu Jia with hatred in his eyes.

That afternoon, he sent a lawyer to sever the father-son relationship with Lu Jia, and stopped paying his subsequent hospitalization fees. He also threatened that after his death, Lu Jia would never get a penny.

Fang Zhuo hugged Lu Jia and comforted him, "I will support you in the future."

I don't know if it's the lighting effect or something else, Lu Jian's eyes can almost be described as shining, and he directly pressed Fang Zhuo onto the bed.

"Doctor Zhao, I want to kiss you."

Fang Zhuo thought that he should give some loving comfort to him in this painful day, so he raised his head and took a sip on his lips.

Lu Jia didn't give him a chance to back away, and put one hand on the back of Fang Zhuo's head, and kissed for more than ten minutes at a time, gnawing, biting, sucking, changing patterns and taking turns.

Soon, Lu Jia arched his waist, and the dog's paws began to be dishonest.

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes wide in shock, and met Lu Jian's eyes.

Lu Jia said while kissing, "Doctor Zhao, I need comfort."

Fang Zhuo's mouth was tightly blocked, and he could only make a humming sound.

Lu Jia said again, "Don't talk? Then I will take it as your acquiescence."

Fang Zhuo's eyeballs almost popped out, and then he was pinned down by the little wolf dog's paw.

As the saying goes, a dog that bites does not bark, which is what Lu Jia was talking about.

Usually, I don’t know what to watch while watching the TV. When I’m doing something, I don’t say a word, I keep working hard, watering and fertilizing the flowers a lot, Fang Zhuo is worried that his beloved little flower will Will not be overnourished and die.

Lu Jia would not let him die, but would only make his life worse than death. The whole night, Fang Zhuo surrendered in dream and reality. He fell asleep, but dreamed that he was being forced to exercise non-stop.

Tired to death, not to mention life and death, but also covered with wounds, the back of the neck was bitten badly.

In summer, he had to wear a high collar to go out to meet people.

The dean called him into the office, and when he saw his thin sweater, he was shocked, "Doctor Zhao, you are..."

Fang Zhuo hastily coughed and coughed in pain, and said in a low voice, "It's cold at night and I have a cold."

The dean nodded, and glanced at the wooden stake behind Fang Zhuo, "I called you here to talk about Lu Jia."

Fang Zhuo guessed what the dean was going to say, "Don't dare to do anything, I will take care of him to the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person behind him was extremely dishonest and kicked the leg of the chair.

Fang Zhuo silently picked up the chair and moved to the side.

"What do you care about? Just your dead salary?" The dean shook his head, "He has lived in the hospital for so long, and I have some feelings for him, but the hospital is not a charity after all."

"I……"

The dean raised his hand to interrupt, "Lu Pingfeng is too heartless, he didn't give Lu a penny, I'm in the east of the city..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jia suddenly knocked on the table, took the dean's pen and paper, and scribbled down a line.