The humble stand-in decides to become scum

When Shen Dusheng arrived at the venue, several people were already drunk, the confused lights illuminated the sensual dogs and horses in the box, and the restless syllables conveyed the utmost glitz.

The well-dressed Shen Dusheng seemed out of place among this group of people.

Lian Xinyu, who was guessing in the corner, noticed the arrival of Shen Dusheng, got up and waved: "Are you here? So slow today?"

With an indifferent face, Shen Dusheng sat down next to him, and naturally grabbed a bottle of wine and took a deep gulp.

Lian Xinyu was stunned: "What happened to our Young Master Shen today? Drinking like this?"

Ignoring his words, Shen Dusheng raised his head, raised the wine bottle in his hand, and glanced at the young masters who came over: "Something happened, I punished myself for being late, what else can I say?" Is it?"

No one dared to say more about Shen Dusheng, and everyone was anxious to curry favor with the young master of the Shen family, so naturally they didn't dare to ask more questions.

Shen Dusheng ignored them, and drove them away without interest after dealing with the servants. Only Lian Xinyu, who grew up with him, knew his temperament, so he asked curiously: "What happened? It’s not your group’s game, how can you still be late?”

He suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said: "By the way, today is Saturday, you went to have dinner with Luo Qin, right? What's the matter, did that guy delay your time? Holding your leg and refusing to let you go?" Lian Xin As Yu said, imagining this scene, he couldn't help but patted his thigh and laughed: "Hey, with the way that guy is obsessed with you, maybe he will really do such a thing."

Shen Dusheng's complexion was uncertain, seeing that Lian Xinyu had laughed enough, he said softly: "It's nothing serious, but Luo Qin was stabbed for me."

Lian Xinyu laughed: "I just said it's nothing serious..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, turned his head to stare at Shen Dusheng, and asked in confirmation: "Stabbed? Stabbed? You say it's not a big deal?"

Lian Xinyu's voice was getting higher and higher, and even became a little erratic in the end, but soon he realized that something was wrong, and quickly covered his mouth and lowered his voice.

And Shen Dusheng stared at the shaking lights on the ground boredly, and said with a blank face: "Of course, the guy who attacked was caught on the spot, Luo Qin was not dead, he was sent to the hospital, and I even sent him a nurse. What's the big deal?"

Lian Xinyu opened his mouth, thinking about the situation between Shen Dusheng and Luo Qin, he quickly withdrew his surprised expression, and finally asked after thinking about it: "Then do you want to see him?"

Shen Du sneered, took out a cigarette in his hand, and fiddled with the ignition: "Look at him, is he worthy?"

Lian Xinyu stared at Shen Dusheng, feeling that few people in this world could guess what the latter was thinking: "You said just now that he was the one who took the knife for you..."

Shen Du said impatiently: "I spent money to hire him as my fiance and take care of him well. Isn't it his job to block the knife for me?"

These words came from Shen Dusheng's mouth, and Lian Xinyu didn't think there was any problem. He glanced at the cigarette in Shen Dusheng's hand, and habitually took out a lighter from his pocket to light it for him, and then thought about it. Then he said: "But he actually blocked the knife for you, you are so irritable now, can't you be finally moved by that guy?"

Shen Dusheng didn't speak with a cigarette in his mouth, and the pale smoke blinded his eyelashes, making him look like a stone statue with a cold expression.

Lian Xinyu quickly waved his hands knowingly: "I'm talking nonsense, nonsense."

At this time, there was another burst of metallic music in the distance. Lian Xinyu frowned when he saw Shen Dusheng, and hurriedly turned around and shouted a few words. When the music changed and he turned his head again, he heard Shen Dusheng say: " Look at this hall, people, ghosts and dogs all have their own minds, but Luo Qin doesn't."

Shen Du sneered: "He is a trash who can't even live without me, not even a dog."

Unknown who changed the music to restless drumbeats again, Shen Dusheng dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, got up and entered the carnival crowd.

At the same time, Tong City First Hospital.

"System loading—"

A strange voice came from his mind, Luo Qin couldn't understand what it meant, but the moment he became conscious, he clearly felt the pain coming from his body.

A sharp stabbing pain came from the shoulder blade, but it seemed to spread to the whole body in a short period of time, and there was nowhere that was not dull pain.

Luo Qin struggled to open his sour eyes and noticed the environment he was in at the moment.

The simple and clean room with pure white walls, as well as the medical equipment beside the bed, all proved that he was in the hospital now.

Luo Qin lay there sluggishly, his memory slowly revived in his body, and then he finally recalled what happened before he fell into a coma.

It was a premeditated attack.

He remembered that when the accident happened, he was having dinner with Shen Dusheng in the restaurant.

The time he and Shen Dusheng met was very little, almost only during the weekend meal time like a weekly routine task, so Luo Qin always cherished this day very much.But this time, while they were eating, a suspicious guy jumped out from the side, took out a dagger and stabbed at Shen Dusheng.

At that time, Luo Qin didn't think about anything, he just threw himself on Shen Dusheng's body and blocked the attack for him.

And then, now.

After remembering the accident, Luo Qin was stunned for a moment, and then he was about to get up from the hospital bed with his hands on his hands. Even if the injury on his waist was pulled to the point of tearing, he didn't care.

But probably because there was too much movement in the ward, the door of the ward was quickly pushed open, and a woman dressed as a nurse walked over quickly and helped him up: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Luo Qin didn't care about himself at all, he just asked anxiously: "How is Mr. Shen? Is he injured?"

Seeing his worried face, the nurse quickly reassured him: "It's okay, Mr. Shen is not injured at all, he sent someone to take you to the hospital, but I heard that he still has something to do, so I can't come to the hospital to see you."

When Luo Qin heard that Shen Du was fine, most of his suspense was relieved. Now he was completely relaxed, leaning weakly against the head of the bed, his pale face was covered with cold sweat, almost unable to sit still.

But even so, he still held the corner of his lips and smiled gently, and murmured, "As long as he's fine."

The nurse looked at him curiously, helping the patient to lie down again.

Then the doctor came to see his injury, and put down a lot of medical orders, Luo Qin listened obediently, and didn't say anything more from the beginning to the end.

It wasn't until there were only two people left in the room that the nurse wiped Luo Qin's sweat again, tucked in the quilt and asked, "Do you need to contact a friend for you?"

Luo Qin shook his head and said, "I have no friends."

The nurse paused, observed his expression, and asked, "Then I'll contact Mr. Shen and tell him what happened when you woke up?"

Luo Qin just woke up, his voice is still very weak, but he still quickly stopped the nurse: "Don't notify Mr. Shen."

The nurse looked up at him, puzzled.

Luo Qin stroked the hem of his hospital gown with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Don't bother Mr. Shen because of this matter, he usually has a lot of things to do, I can't waste his time because of my own affairs, he will angry."

The nurse was even more incomprehensible: "But aren't you and Mr. Shen a fiancé?"

Luo Qin lowered his eyelashes lightly, and when he heard the nurse mention the relationship between the two, the smile on his face deepened, and he said, "Well, so I can't bother him even more, besides, I'm already awake now, no need Make him worry."

He had already said that, the nurse could only nod, but until she walked out of the room, she still had an incomprehensible expression on her face.

Luo Qin stayed in the hospital for half a month, during which time no one came to visit him.

After the nominal fiancé, Shen Dusheng, sent someone to throw him into the hospital, he seemed to have forgotten his existence, and didn't ask anything from the beginning to the end.

However, because of his gentle and humble personality, he got along very well with the doctors, nurses and other patients in the hospital. Even the children in the next ward would often come to play with Luo Qin.

Of course, this kind of situation also made the nurse who looked after him feel even more puzzled. How could such an easy-going person be admitted to the hospital with serious injuries, but no one came to visit him?

When Luo Qin was about to be discharged from the hospital, his injuries were not completely healed, but he insisted on being discharged, and there were no obstacles to his actions, so no one else could stop him.

Finally, with a pale face, Luo Qin got into a taxi alone at the entrance of the hospital.

When the driver asked about the destination, he hesitated for a moment and reported the address of his rental house.

Luo Qin's house is no different from when he left half a month ago. The narrow room is messy and stuffed, the old furniture exudes a stale smell, the curtains are half-opened, and the sunlight can only barely penetrate. gap.

Luo Qin put down his things and stood at the door for a while, then he stepped forward to open the curtains and began to clean up the room.

After packing up his things, he took out his mobile phone, stared at the screen for a while, then clicked on the top contact on WeChat, and carefully edited the message: "Mr. Shen, I have returned home and I am recovering well. Don't worry, Mr. Shen."

He edited the message and sent it out, then pursed his lips and squeezed the phone, waiting for the other party's response.

Ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, he sat on the sofa and waited, and the other person in the dialog box never responded.

Luo Qin stared at the screen until his eyes felt a little sour, and then finally clicked on the message editing box again, and typed: "Let's not bother Mr. Shen for now. If there is anything else, Mr. Shen can contact me at any time..."

However, before he could finish typing this sentence, he suddenly felt a slight stiffness in his fingers. For some reason, his hands seemed to be out of control.

Luo Qin's expression was flustered, he didn't know what was going on, but under his bewildered gaze, some invisible force began to manipulate his movements, delete those messages, and then typed other words.

"500 million, give me the money."

"I saved your life, Mr. Shen, a life isn't even worth 500 million, is it?"

"Pretending to be dead, you've actually seen the news, right? Thinking of me as a fool?"

Luo Qin watched himself type these few lines with his own eyes. From the very beginning when the message was sent, he had almost collapsed.

He panicked and wanted to shout in vain, trying to stop this from happening, but his body seemed to be out of his control at all. He just watched the messages hanging dazzlingly in the dialog box, until several minutes later, he Finally regained control over his body while panting.

Once he was able to move, he quickly poked at the dialog, trying to retract the message.

However, at this moment, the phone vibrated suddenly, and the profile picture of Shen Dusheng popped up on the screen, sending him a cold and mocking question mark.

Luo Qin's hands and feet were instantly cold.

At the same time, he heard a mechanical voice coming from the depths of his mind.

"The binding was successful."

"Congratulations to the host for becoming the No. 40 binder in Chapter 4 of the Slag Attack System. It is detected that the host's Slag Attack value is lower than the average value, and the system automatically turns on the teaching mode. Zha Gong's soul, enters the semi-possessed state of the soul, helps the host recast the glory of Zha Gong, and becomes the top Zha Gong."

The author has something to say: Open the article!I'm home!The previous copywriting has no clue for the time being, so I changed the stalk and bowed