Twilight Scarlet

In a sense, during the surgical internship, most interns have a lifetime perception of what they want to be. If you ask interns what kind of surgeon they want to be, they will usually tell you firmly One answer—a general surgeon, or a plastic surgeon, or a neurosurgeon.For example, Britt, his main field of study is neurosurgery. For example, all the interns under him except Qiao Zhen chose neurosurgery as their main field of study.This not only reflects the professional field of the interns, but also helps them define their true selves.Because most surgeons leave the operating room not only ignorant of what it is, let alone finding it.

Except for Qiao Zhen, of course.

Qiao Zhen once thought that he could solve the so-called "problem of specialization in the art industry", but during his internship, he completely discovered his ambition.Cardiac surgery, neurosurgery, he wants both.Fish and Bear's Paw?Who is heavier and who is lighter?Qiao Zhen didn't know.

"I think I need more frozen broilers..." The chicken ribs lay weakly in the open kitchen of Qiao Zhen's father's big villa, looking at a desperate and dying dog.

"Hey, you've had enough..." Qiao Zhen accused in a low voice while holding a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper.

"But……"

Believe me, they must not be eating.There are more than ten "dismembered frozen broilers" on the kitchen stove that have been thawed, cut up and stitched together magically.Chicken Ribs is preparing for the first neurosurgery in his life. Next Wednesday, he will enter the operating room alone to face Britt's first surgery after returning from vacation.To be honest, he was nervous.So early in the morning, taking advantage of the holiday, he poached Qiao Zhen under Director Volturi's seemingly murderous gaze, and asked him to stand here to guide himself.

"Time it for me." The chicken ribs gritted their teeth, and took out another whole thawed broiler chicken from the refrigerator beside it. With a blank expression, they cut off the limbs of the broiler chicken, and opened a big hole in the chest.If he had learned anything this morning, it wasn't about stitching, it was about remembering and dismembering...

"I've been timing it for you, do you remember?" Qiao Zhen raised his hand helplessly and shrugged as he didn't know how many coffee cups he had filled. "You don't need to be so nervous at all."

"But this time I took six seconds longer than last time!" Chicken Ribs screamed.

"God... please forgive me..." Qiao Zhen grabbed the stopwatch beside him and threw it into the trash can. "Why don't you understand? It's not a question of speed, but a question of accuracy. Let me say that your stitching skills are already very good. These chickens have been dismantled and stitched by you several times. Hey, they also have dignity , don’t torture them, and let me go at the same time, okay?”

"But, you know, Dr. Britt has only been in the operating room with you."

"..."

"And your surgical technique is as perfect as a textbook, do you remember? The incisions of those patients were perfectly cut in a straight line, and you didn't hesitate at all when you sewed.

"Yes, I remember. But that doesn't mean you have to be like me. You're already ready, suturing is just a little skill, it's fine if you don't pull the thread too hard. And you've got this little skill done. "

"..." The chicken ribs seemed to be convinced, and he looked at the refrigerator hesitantly—there were dozens of other thawed whole broilers in it. "...No, I think I need another one to practice."

Qiao Zhen only felt darkness in front of her eyes. "No more chicken!" Qiao Zhen quickly rolled his eyes, "Do you remember, this week Marcus and I have been forced to eat the muscle you sent for a whole week. The day before yesterday was chicken, yesterday was chicken again, It's still chicken this morning! If this goes on, Remy won't be able to stand it!" Qiao Zhen roared in a low voice, trying to stop the chicken ribs from starting to get emotional. "Richard has pretty much slept through all the female creatures in the hospital and it's bad enough that they're part of the anti-Britt intern team, I don't want to be on duty with a chicken surgeon intern team! Stop thinking about it, it's not like you at all. You've done it, it's perfect, Dr. Britt will allow you to follow him to the operating room. And he won't come back to work until next Wednesday, you have a full dozen days, don't Tormenting me. I don't want to eat muscle anymore, please."

"Me too." Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from the corridor outside the kitchen. It was Alex who came back from the night shift.He groaned as he saw dozens of grotesquely dismembered chickens in the kitchen. "Ribs, calm down, don't go on like this, okay?"

"Oh God, I've got to get out of here, I shouldn't have actually come...Marcus is still weak...I should go back and see him."

"Actually, you don't have to, he's here." Alex shrugged indifferently and said, "He was in that conspicuous SUV of yours 10 minutes ago, but I don't know why he didn't come down to meet us, could it be Because you were put off by chicken ribs?"

"Huh?" Qiao Zhen looked out of the window in surprise.Sure enough, his wine red Volvo SUV was parked in the big sun nearby, silent like a shadow.Of course he knew why Marcus didn't come in. Since his recovery, his ability has recovered slowly, and casual exposure to the sun is not a good choice. "Ah, I should go, Ribs, you're fine, trust me." Qiao Zhen jumped up suddenly, grabbed the phone on the table, and rushed out.

"Hey...time..." Although Chicken Ribs was unwilling, but imagined that he had been tossing from seven o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock at noon now, Qiao Zhen should really go back.So he smiled helplessly at Alex by the door: "Hey, you came just in time, do you want to eat chicken?"

"...Never!" Alex's face was livid, and he immediately said firmly: "I'd rather order takeaway."

"..."

Qiao Zhen quickly got into the car, blocking the sunlight outside with the thick door.It was dark in the car, but Marcus could still be seen pale.His whole body was wrapped tightly so that there was no gap, but even so, his fingers were still trembling, but he couldn't lift them up at all.Qiao Zhen noticed this situation, and his eyes darkened quickly, but soon he smiled and said in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

"It's almost noon. Mike probably only has chicken to eat here. I guess you don't like it, so I asked Remy to make some other dishes for you. Also, I want to see... when will you come back..." He spoke in a considerate and soft voice, casting a beautiful silhouette under his long eyelashes.

"The sun is so bright at noon, why do you come here. Eat... Although it may not be delicious, but I can order takeaway. You..."

"I'm fine. I'll take care of myself." Marcus smiled weakly, looking a little weak. "But your blood sugar is low, and you can easily get sick if you don't eat. You are too fragile. And you have to work all night at night."

Qiao Zhen was amused, but also moved, so she wrapped her arms around Marcus's neck and sealed a long kiss, just like someone used to do.After the kiss was over, Qiao Zhen smiled and said, "What an idiot."

"..."

"Ha, I've been wanting to do this for a while. Marcus, it doesn't always have to be your initiative."

"...well, let's do it again."

"it is good."

Suddenly, Qiao Zhen grabbed someone by the collar, sat up on him, and said in a low voice seriously: "...you know, you will never die before me." A trace of panic flashed in the black pupils, he knew In fact, Marcus's situation is not very good.

"You forgot, I'm a blood race." Marcus was stunned for a moment, and smiled softly. There was something slightly turbulent in his blood-colored eyes, but Qiao Zhen couldn't understand it.

"Well, but you understand what I mean. Don't do anything like bomb shit anymore. You know, I only love deserters." Qiao Zhen's eyes were dark, especially gloomy in the dimly lit carriage.

"I know, shhh, it's okay, I'm sorry to scare you." Marcus comforted in a low voice, and slowly moved his hand to Qiao Zhen's waist.Most parts of his body can't be freely controlled now, and he doesn't have any blood abilities, such as speed or strength.Marcus couldn't help but smiled wryly. Although Qiao Zhen didn't say anything, it didn't mean he didn't know because of his intelligence.

"Hmph. Don't give away any silly love bento on a sunny day."

"...Yes." Marcus frowned, sure enough, he noticed something.

"Not even on cloudy days."

"...Yes. So now, can we continue?" Marcus changed the subject with a smile.

"Humph. You have to be good, so I can take off my pants between my legs...but not today. I have to work the night shift! Take me to the hospital, and you go home immediately, do you hear me?"

"……it is good."

Well, he hates the word "job".

In fact, Seattle Hospital is not too far from Qiao Zhen’s father’s villa. They finally arrived after Qiao Zhen swallowed the orders of those famous chefs sitting down for 2 minutes at a speed that Marcus found unbelievable. Seattle Hospital.Marcus watched as Qiao Zhen quickly and quickly closed the door of his SUV, and then gave Remy the command to tie him back home to watch over him in one go, and then walked away in a hurry. Marcus couldn't help laughing. "Remy."

"Yes."

"Do as I tell you. Tonight, I will be admitted to Seattle Hospital."

"Yes."

"Guardian doctor, just call Qiao Zhen."

"Yes."

Therefore, the privileged class is hateful.Later in the evening, Qiao Zhen stared at Marcus's stack of medical records, which was thick enough to be real, and went completely crazy.He closed the case suddenly with a "snap", smiled and looked at the chicken ribs aside. "I said, is this case specially assigned to me?"

"Uh..." Chicken Ribs swallowed his saliva without hesitation, and said cautiously. "Uh... the nurse means, it seems to be... like this."

"Very good." Qiao Zhen stared blankly at the chicken ribs for three seconds, and when he stared at the chicken ribs so hard that his hairs stood on end, he suddenly laughed.This smile, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, everyone loves it.But the chicken ribs gave a jolt.

"Uh... Qiao Zhen..."

"how?"

"No no no, nothing."

"You go to another case. Since this case has been appointed to me, then I will take full responsibility for this case tonight. Do you understand?"

"……it is good."

"Marcus, you know we humans have about 140 billion nerve cells in our brains that fire impulses at 450 miles per hour, and most of those impulses in our team are uncontrollable, like goosebumps when you feel cold, For example, when you are excited, the adrenaline secretion will increase, the human body will follow the biological impulse, this is why we often cannot control our emotions, of course sometimes we would rather be emotional. So this is why I want to kill you reason!"

"Qiao Zhen... I just miss you..." The handsome blood had an innocent look on his face.

"You should know how dangerous it is for you to be hospitalized now!! Even if anyone finds out that something is wrong with you, you may be obediently knocked unconscious and brought into the laboratory without the ability to resist, and you will become a person who can't even recognize you." Come slice the tissue!"

"Don't worry, it won't." The corner of the elegant blood prince's mouth twitched slightly and soon returned to normal. He smiled and looked at Qiao Zhen's impatience, feeling a little proud in his heart.

"real?"

"...Really. You don't believe me?"

"..." Qiao Zhen seemed to think seriously for two seconds, then suddenly pulled down her pants.

"What are you doing?!" Marcus had a rare moment of horror. He quickly looked at the facilities around the ward, and it was obvious that they had been tightly covered at his request, so he breathed a sigh of relief. "Qiao Zhen, don't mess around... This is Seattle Hospital."

"Don't you miss me? Didn't you have to be admitted to the hospital and appointed me as your intern?" Qiao Zhen whispered.

"..." Marcus looked at the white thighs and suddenly became dizzy. "I didn't mean that..."

"Really? From my point of view...you mean...you are weak, you can't move, and you have no strength, but does that mean you can't enjoy yourself? Very good." Qiao Zhen threw the horse away suddenly The Coos case—it's a bunch of made-up paper anyway.He laughed a little vindictively, and jumped onto his bed. "I said, if you don't behave well, I will let you accept my punishment!"

It seemed that Qiao Zhen was really mad.At this moment, seeing Qiao Zhen kneeling on his body and half naked, pulling off his pants in a skillful and lascivious way, Marcus really wanted to cry without tears.

"Qiao Zhen, listen to me..." Marcus felt that those dexterous and slender fingers almost killed him at this moment. The two of them have always had a harmonious sexual life. Naturally, it has something to do with Marcus's good skills, but it is not It's not that Qiao Zhen didn't make any contribution.

"Huh? Are you still in the mood to talk?" Qiao Zhen raised her head and laughed when she heard this, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, seeing Marcus choking, she almost forgot what she wanted to say.

"..."

Seeing him like this, Qiao Zhen showed an evil smile, her whole body was like a white and elegant little snake, entangled and slid from Marcus's chest to a certain part... The small head was almost close...

"Hmm..." Marcus felt his body tense, and the accumulation of the past two days was poured out almost immediately.

At this time, Qiao Zhen suddenly held the place tightly with no expression on her face, and said in a low voice, "I told you, be good."

"..." At this moment, Marcus realized what a certain person's so-called "punishment" was.

……

In fact, being able to see but not eating is the biggest tragedy for a man.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and a ray of light came in from the outside. Before Qiao Zhen had time to react, Chicken Ribs' very optimistic voice followed. "Director Volturi, two relatives of yours are here to visit..." In the middle of speaking, he suddenly disappeared as if he was stuck in the neck of a chicken.

"Uh……"

After the entire ward was silent for about a second, Marcus somehow pulled Qiao Zhen's naked body into the quilt, leaving only Qiao Zhen whose head was about to burst from embarrassment. "Damn it! Carlo?! Caius?! Why are you here?!" For the first time in his life, Marcus yelled in such a gaffe.

And Qiao Zhen... He was staring fiercely at Comrade Chicken Rib at this moment, his dark eyes shot out a gamma death light that could kill anyone.

"WELL, WELL, WELL. Is this the Seattle Hospital's new room service—a stripper?" A slightly elegant Italian emphasized a low-pitched male voice bantering from the door. The handsome guest has long brown hair and the same blue face , followed closely behind him was a man with long blond hair, equally handsome and equally pale.

God, why don't you die!This was the only thing Qiao Zhen could think of at this moment.