Entertainment industry summer job

◎You are a mutant◎

Ying also walked out of the village. When he was approaching the foot of the mountain, he staggered and almost fell. He supported the trees beside him and moved in small steps.

"You shouldn't use your legs."

He gritted his teeth, and the tearing sensation came again and again.

Ying couldn't hold it anymore, and knelt down on the ground with his left knee.

"Hey, kid, how are you?"

Fortunately, he appeared in time to support him, otherwise his legs must be muddy now.

— Psychosis?Unlucky, why is this mental illness again.

"I'm fine, thank you." Ying Ye shook off Lucky, propped up his legs and tried to walk forward.

Within two steps, he almost fell to his knees again.

He needs an injection of sealing, and the painkillers are no longer effective, but where can he get sealing if he is not in the laboratory?

"Child, I understand just now that you are young and full of vigor. It is not a good habit to be brave." Lucky held Ying Ye again, and Ying Ye felt that he was noisy and lazy to argue with him.

"Sit still." Lucky helped Ying also sit on the stone steps: "I'll drive you to the hospital."

According to Ying Ye's usual style, he would not accept Lucky's enthusiastic help.However, the situation is urgent, and if the two legs are dragged on any longer, the old injury will recur and be disabled at any time. The "thief ship" had to get on.

Fortunately, he doesn't like to be nosy. In the entertainment industry, being wise and safe is the most important thing. Sooner or later, he will be pecked by geese when he fights geese all day long.Ying was also an exception. He inadvertently inquired about Ying Ye from the villagers when he was wandering around the village during his break.Poor, not only pitiful, it can be described as miserable, just like a "Les Miserables".

"... You said Ying Ye, what do you say to the child? His parents died in a car accident when he was four years old, and his grandma was left to drag him. How could he have lost his grandma's heart attack when he was six years old... .. Later he was picked up and his whereabouts are unknown... We don't know what he has been doing outside for 17 years, but I'm sure it's not an ordinary job. He came back this time to say hello from the city... ..."

"...No, no, it's not that we don't like him. We're afraid. You don't know how badass he was when he was a child. If I say it harshly, Ying also said that if you die in the third watch, you won't survive the fourth watch. Scarier than Hades...it's the crow's mouth, and the crow's mouth that hits so hard, it's so damn good...he didn't have this personality when he was a child, he was happy and smiling every day, just like the second idiot in the village...who knows it will change As it is now..."

"... Ying Ye was not born well. He was born in summer. On his birthday, there was a heavy snowfall in Huangshan Mountain. He was so hot that the snow was bigger than winter. Snow in June is never a good thing. It is said that he was the only one born in Huangshan that day. a child......"

The two of them were in the car, and the atmosphere was as stiff as when they first met.

Ying also curled up in the passenger seat, motionless.

Lucky felt that he needed to explain: "There seems to be a misunderstanding between the two of us. First of all, my surname is Xing, and my first name is Yun. The combination happens to be lucky, and there is no other meaning."

"Feel sorry."

— I thought you were a psycho who called herself Lady Luck.

"I don't blame you. It's normal for me to knock on your door in the middle of the night and make a mistake. I guess you don't want to talk now. You lie down and I'll call you at the hospital."

"Me." Ying Ye propped up his upper body and looked ahead, and said inexplicably, "Don't follow these three cars, the rightmost lane, change lanes quickly."

He sounded tense.

Lucky was at a loss: "Changing lanes? Going straight to the hospital, and how do I change lanes when there is a solid line?"

How can I break the law by myself.

"Stop talking nonsense, change lanes."

"No."

"Change lanes, hurry up!" Ying Ye shouted at Lucky almost hoarsely.

Seeing this, Lucky glanced at the rearview mirror to make sure there was no car behind him, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "Okay! Change lanes!" Whatever the traffic rules, driver's license, or negative news, he went all out.

At the moment of changing lanes, a large truck rushed out from the left side without warning. All the vehicles in the three lanes on the left could not brake in time.

Squeak~~~~~~!

Ga~~~~~~!

A loud, sharp friction sound pierced the sky.

Luckily, he braked suddenly and stopped on the side of the road, with thick smoke billowing ahead.

He stared at Ying Ye dumbfounded, his face twitching.

If, if you didn't listen to Ying Ye's words just now, now... the more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes, and the cold sweat breaks down his back. Fortunately, there is no if.

The ground was littered with shattered car wrecks, and the scene was chaotic, and the flames of the Charles River began to flash in Katsuya's mind again.His breathing became short of breath, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his head, his fists were clenched tightly, and blood oozed from his nails.He trembled all over and shouted: "Longfellow, Longfellow."

"Hey! Kid!" Rao was lucky to have seen all kinds of big scenes and was very flustered at this time: "Your hand is bleeding."

Ying also turned his head suddenly, his red eyes fixed on Lucky, Lucky's hairs stood on his head, and his body was full of uneasiness.

"Ying Ye, Ying Ye." He tentatively stretched out his hand to calm Ying Ye down: "Calm down, calm down."

"Long, fellow... save, save..."

The world began to become chaotic and blurred, and everything disappeared in front of Ying Ye.

In the emergency room of Huangshan Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine at night, Lucky is definitely the one with the most tightly covered ones.Baseball caps and black masks are indispensable. If you are photographed by passers-by or the media, you will inevitably be disgusted by your aunt and grandma when you go back.Fortunately, there were not many people in the emergency room today.

"Which one is Ying Ye's relative?"

"I am his friend."

Lucky raised his hand, the doctor walked towards him, and couldn't help but look at him more when he came to him.

— Cover so tightly?Isn't it hot?

"Hi doctor, how is Ying Ye doing?"

"It's not optimistic, but it's not a big deal. Let me tell you simply, the CT scan shows that there are signs of comminuted fractures in his left calf, right calf, and right ankle. Visually, healed for less than half a year."

"A comminuted fracture?" Lucky raised his left eyebrow.

"That's right, you must be careful in the future, and you must not get injured again, or you will lose your legs."

"Okay, doctor, you can continue."

"I just gave him two injections of closed painkillers. I'll prescribe you some painkillers and take them home. Make sure he takes the medicines on time. Oh, by the way, according to your description, I judge that he should be suffering from PTSD."

"Post-traumatic stress disorder?" Lucky's two eyebrows were raised at the same time. He was young, his experience was a mystery, and he was covered in scars.

—Who is the child?

"Yes, you still need to be careful not to be too stimulated. You can leave after hanging the bottle in a while. Don't worry about any major problems."

The doctor gave the medicine list to Lucky, and Lucky looked at it and said, "Can the doctor prescribe some good medicine?"

"Good medicine? Medicine is used to cure diseases and save people, not a commodity. How can it be good or bad? The problems that ordinary medicine can solve don't need to use expensive medicine. Everyone like you will cause waste of medicine resources, you know?"

Fortunately, being taught a lesson was rather embarrassing: "Okay, thank you doctor, you have worked hard."

The ward is clean, so quiet that you can hear the clock ticking.

Ying also lay on the hospital bed, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his lips were dark.

Lucky sat on the sofa beside him and flipped through his phone. He wanted to find out what happened to the Longfellow that Yingye had been shouting before he passed out.

Enter the key word—"Longfellow explosion".

Not much information was retrieved.

"On the morning of April 2016, 4, a terrorist attack was suspected on the Longfellow Bridge in Boston, a city in the northeastern United States. A bus exploded on the bridge... The explosion caused serious damage to the bridge body, and all 27 people on board were killed. ... are understood to have included two Chinese nationals."

There is nothing, no information on the victims can be found, and there is no report on the identities of the victims in such a heavy casualty bombing. It is very abnormal. What is it covering up?Lucky put down his phone, pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned against the back of the sofa, and began to recall everything he had experienced in the past few days, related to Ying Ye.

—Someone from Beijing picked them up.

— 17 years away.

—It was arranged by the city when he came back.

—Going home after amnesia.

— Both Chinese citizens were killed.

— He suffers from PTSD.

— Comminuted fractures of both legs.

—He said that if you die in the third watch, you will never survive the fourth watch.

— Crow’s Mouth.

-Lane change.

— Crow’s Mouth.

-Lane change.

"It's a preview!"

Lucky opened his eyes suddenly, and almost jumped out of the sofa.

He strode to the bedside, fixed his eyes on Ying Ye, and showed a surprised, helpless and even bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

"It's not the crow's mouth, it's the foresight, you know the primordial spirit, Ying Ye, you are a mutant!"