The system forced me to eat soft rice [Quick Transmigration]

Several ambulances were parked at the door of the emergency room, and someone was carried in on a stretcher.

The bright lights reflected on the pale tiles of the hospital, and the strong smell of disinfectant water stimulated Lu Lingchuan's senses along with the noise of the crowd. Mottled bloodstains could be faintly seen on the ground, which made his heart tighten.

Qin Hezhou's injury was not too serious, so it was inevitable to go through the steps of registering for medical treatment.

When the call came to him, Lu Lingchuan followed him in.

Just entered the emergency room,

"Take off his clothes." The doctor was obviously used to dealing with this kind of situation, without even raising his eyelids, his tone was calm and his speech was fast.

"Ah?" Lu Lingchuan was taken aback for a moment. After Qin Hezhou's accident, he had been tense and didn't react now.

"Take off your clothes, look at the wound." The doctor raised the volume and repeated, "Help him take off, hurry up."

Since Qin Hezhou's wound on his left shoulder involved his entire left arm, Lu Lingchuan could only reach out to unbutton his shirt.

When his fingertips touched the cold buttons, Lu Lingchuan raised his eyes and glanced at the other party. His nose was almost touching the other party. The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath. Qin Hezhou was cold. His thin lips were on the side of his face.

Lu Lingchuan had never found it so difficult to unbutton his shirt, and his actions could be said to be a little panicky. This was the first time he took off the other person's clothes, but it was in the emergency room of the hospital.

Qin Hezhou's muscular lines are very beautiful. His shoulders are broad and his legs are long. His waistline looks very powerful. The looming mermaid line is submerged in the black suit pants from his lower abdomen. He stands here with his bare upper body like a plane model on display. If you can ignore the shocking wound on his shoulder.

The piece on the left shoulder looked like a bloody mess, with a very long opening, with turned out flesh and glass shards.

"Lie down." The doctor looked at his horrific wound carefully, and pointed to the operating table beside him.

Immediately, he asked the nurses around him to prepare anesthesia and surgical instruments.

Qin Hezhou walked over according to his words.

"Are you all right? Don't you need to check?" Lu Lingchuan looked at the doctor, he seemed more nervous than the client.

"No need, skin trauma, need some stitches, you go out and wait for a while." The doctor weighed the anesthetic injection syringe in front of him, and gave Lu Lingchuan a sideways look.

Then he was kicked out.

It didn't take long for Qin Hezhou to sew stitches, but Lu Lingchuan felt that the time passed very slowly outside the door.

When the other party came out, there was a layer of white gauze wrapped around his left shoulder, and there were some sporadic blood stains on it.

"It's okay." Qin Hezhou gave Lu Lingchuan a comforting smile, although his face was still a little pale.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Lingchuan brushed the layer of white gauze with his fingertips, seeming hesitant to speak.

Qin Hezhou lowered his eyes and shook his head. He had just been given anesthesia, and the effect of the medicine has not yet worn off. The initial stinging pain has passed, and now only intermittent soreness remains.

"Can you go back to my place?" Lu Lingchuan looked at him questioningly, with some worry hidden in his black eyes.

Although he didn't know the specific situation, Qin Hezhou was obviously not safe there.

"Okay." Qin Hezhou nodded, unexpectedly obeying.

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Back in the empty apartment, Lu Lingchuan turned on the light in the living room, and the dim room suddenly lit up.

Qin Hezhou poured a glass of water, swallowed a few painkillers, and saw Lu Lingchuan leaning on the long table in the dining room and looking at him hesitantly.

He walked in front of the other party, and the two of them were very close. Qin Hezhou's first words were, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Lu Lingchuan frowned.

At that time, Huang Mao threw the wine bottle at his face, but Qin Hezhou blocked it for him. He didn't understand what Qin Hezhou was thinking.

"These people are asking for usury." Qin Hezhou turned slightly sideways to avoid his sight.

Although he didn't want Lu Lingchuan to know about it, since the other party had been involved, he could only tell the whole story.Generally speaking, when people know that the other party is related to the loan shark, their first reaction should be to get angry, blame, or want to get rid of the relationship.

Lu Lingchuan: "Why didn't you tell me? I can..."

"Don't you ask me why I borrowed usury?" Qin Hezhou raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

He thought he had disguised himself very well, but in fact he was full of loopholes. On the surface, he was walking a broad road, but in fact he was stuck in the mud of the swamp.

He waited for the other party to ask him why he borrowed usury, and waited for the other party to peel off the cracks in his mask to see clearly what kind of person he was.

"Then are you willing to tell me?" Lu Lingchuan's eyes were very straightforward.

Qin Hezhou was stunned for a moment, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes. He had never expected such an answer.

"I..." The words came to my lips but I didn't know how to say them.

"I don't need to know the reason." Lu Lingchuan interrupted him.

The eyes of the two met at this moment, and the atmosphere became a little anxious, as if there was a substantial electric current jumping through.

In the next second, Lu Lingchuan stretched out his arms around his waist, "But you can tell me, I can help you pay back..."

It was said that Qin Hezhou wanted to speak out, but Lu Lingchuan continued,

"... Let's take it as a loan from you, okay?" After finishing speaking, he kissed Qin Hezhou lightly on the lips.

There was a soft and warm touch between his lips, Qin Hezhou's long eyelashes trembled, Lu Lingchuan seemed to have found his dead spot, he couldn't refuse, so he had to say in a low voice, "Okay."

"Move out and live." The other party rubbed against his chin again, "You don't need to live with me, but change to another place, it's not safe for you."

"En." Qin Hezhou responded lightly. He felt the temperature from the other person's body, and he seemed to have fallen into a trap made of some soft material, like a pile of quicksand. They got stuck in and couldn't get out.

Immediately Lu Lingchuan raised his eyes to look at him, the other's eyes were half closed, his lips were still bloodless, maybe because of the anesthesia and painkillers, he looked very sleepy and his complexion was very pale.

"Go to sleep for a while?" Lu Lingchuan kissed the corner of his mouth again.

Qin Hezhou hugged him, resting his chin on his neck, and whispered, "Okay."

He seems to be repeating the word over and over again today.

Lu Lingchuan threw away his bloody shirt and changed him into a suit of clothes. Qin Hezhou was lying on his bed. He was really sleepy due to the effect of the medicine. The pain felt like countless ants were constantly gnawing, and he closed his eyes not long after.

Qin Hezhou has a high brow bone, a straight nose, and thin lips. The quiet appearance he is sleeping now has weakened his usual sharpness, but his brows are still furrowed in his sleep, as if there is an indelible sorrow .

Looking at his sleeping face, Lu Lingchuan sighed, and stretched out his hand to caress his eyebrows. He knew that Qin Hezhou had been hiding something in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.Immediately after he walked to the balcony, his face immediately turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to make a call...

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On the other hand, Zhao Meng, who had just smashed someone and failed to collect his debts, felt that things were not going his way recently.

"Fuck!" He kicked off the stones on the side of the road as if venting.

"No, what should I do? I didn't get any money this time." The bald man beside him asked.

"What the hell are you asking me, who am I asking? Keep chasing, let them keep staring at Han Qi at the other end, and stare at both sides together." Zhao Meng looked very impatient.

The bald head went on to say, "Brother Meng, what did the kid say today to call the police? I don't think his car looks like an ordinary person. We won't get into trouble..."

"Damn!" Zhao Meng interrupted him, "Don't be that crow's mouth, who wouldn't bluff? If he is real..."

In the next second, Zhao Meng's expression suddenly changed, and his voice stopped abruptly.

A few shadows cast across the narrow path in front of them, and several expressionless men in black stood in front of them.

Although Zhao Meng was just a gangster, he was also on the road after all. When he saw that the people opposite him were all dressed in uniform, and a murderous look flashed between their brows, he knew he was in trouble.

"What are you...doing...what are you doing?" He stumbled even as he spoke, and while talking, he and the bald head took several steps back, cold sweat dripping down his back.

"Repay the money." The leading man in black spat out two cold words.

Zhao Meng felt that the cold sweat on his forehead was about to drip down. He had never seen someone who came to pay back the money in such a posture. The one who paid the money looked more like Lord Hades than the one who collected the debt.

"What...what money?" Zhao Meng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his expression flustered.

"This morning, don't you remember?" The man in black remained expressionless, but his tone became a little more serious.

A bad premonition flashed in Zhao Meng's heart, and he was really hit by that crow's mouth, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface, "Remember, how are you going to pay it back?"

The man in black didn't speak, and took out a dozen thick banknotes from the suitcase beside him, and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Meng, but just when Zhao Meng was about to touch the banknotes, he suddenly raised his hand and put The money was thrown at Zhao Meng's face, and the red banknotes were scattered all over the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.

"You!" Zhao Meng was momentarily at a loss for words by his less harmful but extremely insulting action, and froze in place for a while.

"Return your money, don't you want it?" The man in black raised his eyebrows, his tone cold.

"Fuck, old..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, and the broken syllables were blocked in his throat.

"Pick it up." The man in black spit out three words, these three words are not requests, but orders.

After saying that, the man in black dragged Zhao Meng and threw him to the ground. Zhao Meng's back hit the rough road, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Next second,

"Oh!" Zhao Meng let out a scream, and his calf was kicked by the opponent again. This kick was extremely heavy. He immediately arched his back and covered his leg, begging for mercy repeatedly, "Stop beating, I will pick it up! I Pick it up!"

After speaking, he limped up, stared at the dazed bald head beside him, and cursed, "Why are you standing there?" Then the two bent down and picked up the money on the ground one by one.

5 yuan and [-] banknotes. When they were picking them up, the men in black behind them stared at their every move with blank expressions. Under those cold gazes, Zhao Meng felt like a needle With thorns and thorns on his back, for the first time in his life, he lost interest in money.

"I'm done picking it up." I don't know how long it took, he said tremblingly while holding the dozen of banknotes that were somewhat soiled.

"Ah!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked by the opponent again, and he fell to the side, and the money he had just picked up was scattered on the ground again.

"Remember not to mess with people you shouldn't." After leaving these words, several men in black left.

Walking around the corner, the leading man in black took out his mobile phone and said to the other end of the line, "Young Master Lu, the matter is settled."

"En." Lu Lingchuan only replied one word, and then said again, "Don't let my dad know about this."

"Don't worry, it won't."

After hearing these words, Lu Lingchuan hung up the phone, because Qin Hezhou walked to his side.

"What's the matter?" Qin Hezhou had just woken up and was still a little sleepy. He blinked vigorously, put his arms around Lu Lingchuan, and asked next to his ear.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about moving." Lu Lingchuan put away the frosty expression just now, and smiled at him, "Move tomorrow, okay?"

"it is good."