I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

The excitement of meeting his companions completely dissipated when he went to the hospital, and Jiu Chuan Xingmu felt the pain again after seeing his deep bone-deep wound.

"It hurts." The young man was pale with cold sweat on his forehead, and pitifully grabbed the corner of Matsuda Zhenping's clothes.

"Don't scratch my clothes." Matsuda Jinhei took out a wet towel and gently wiped off his sweat, but his expression was full of disgust.

It's a pity that his words had the opposite effect. Even so, Jiu Chuan Xingmu didn't forget to compete with him, and the other hand directly grabbed it, and gave him a provocative look.

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Forget it, don't compete with the injured.

The serious expression of the doctor who treated the wound finally brought a little smile. Looking at the two teenagers, he smiled and said, "You two have a really good relationship."

Tsundere Matsuda Jinpei immediately denied it, but the doctor's next words completely blocked him: "This wound is very painful to deal with, talk to him more to divert your attention."

"Can't you take anesthesia?" Matsuda Jinping asked with a frown.

"Of course I will," a young man in police uniform asked the question, which made the doctor laugh. His glasses were fogged up because of the mask: "But the anesthetic always has a time to expire, right?"

"Okay." Matsuda Jinpei also realized what a superfluous question he asked, and lowered his eyes in embarrassment, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow, and said in a muffled voice, "Then I will accompany you until the anesthetic is finished."

"Okay." The nerve-piercing pain was still there, but Jiu Chuan Xingmu couldn't help laughing, and whispered in Matsuda Zhenping's ear, "Thank you."

The young man's warm breath hit his ears, and Matsuda Jinhei's sensitive earlobe turned red suddenly, and he covered his earlobe as if trying to hide his ears, and his expression was as serious as possible: "Ahem, no...you're welcome."

This time the wound was still very serious. Jiu Chuan Xingmu's entire calf was put on a plaster cast and hung up. He will be hospitalized for a long time, and the specific recovery depends on his physical fitness.

The boy who heard the news was silent for a long time, and then opened his lips: "How long do we need to stay? Our school still has training that cannot be delayed."

"At least two months." The doctor pushed his glasses, and his voice was indifferent and unreasonable: "In this case, it is better to temporarily suspend school. By the way...you seem to be a police student?"

The doctor's expression finally changed, and there was a trace of sympathy in his voice: "In the meantime, prepare to take another school."

Jiu Chuan Xingmu blinked, as if he didn't understand the deep meaning of this sentence, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the doctor puzzled: "Why? I like the job of the police very much."

This kind of patient who can't accept his physical condition for a while is seen by doctors a lot, and he usually ignores this kind of situation, but the boy's face is so beautiful, it is to the extent that both men and women will soften their hearts.

He sighed softly, stepped forward and patted the young man on the shoulder comfortingly: "Your leg is seriously injured, it is impossible to become a policeman who is in danger all day long in this situation. Choose one It’s an easy and lucrative job.”

"But..." Jiuchuan Xingmu blinked in a daze, and looked at the doctor with anticipation: "Didn't you say it depends on the recovery of your body?"

"That's true, but according to my many years of experience as a doctor, no one has ever recovered from such a serious injury." The doctor's gentle voice sounded harsh to Jiu Chuan Xingmu: "But please Don't worry, a little limp won't affect your daily life."

These words made the boy's clear eyes completely lose their brilliance. Matsuda Jinhei, who had been listening quietly, looked at the doctor with an unfriendly look. Just when the doctor thought he was going to say something to comfort the boy, he completely Unable to hold back anymore, he almost threw the doctor out by the collar.

The doctor looked at him expressionlessly in his puzzled eyes and said, "Hey, if you have such an emotional intelligence and don't encounter patients who come to the hospital to make trouble, you can thank the police in Tokyo."

After saying this, he slammed the door shut. The doctor rubbed the ashes on his nose but completely forgot to be angry. Instead, he held his chest and let out a long sigh of relief—such a terrible look in his eyes, he thought he would definitely encounter What a terrible thing.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't know how to coax people, he felt guilty for the first time when he saw the boy who had been staring at the wall in a daze since just now.

If it wasn't me but Kenji Hagiwara or Jingguang Mofuku who were here with me, they would definitely be able to comfort the boy's emotions better.Or...or if I could have run a little faster and realized the boy's disappearance earlier, could this have been avoided?

No one understands Jiu Chuan Xingmu's determination to become a good policeman better than them. How can it end now that everything has just begun?

"Jin Ping-kun must be thinking about something?"

Just when he was thinking about how to comfort the young man, Jiuchuan Xingmu spoke first. The clear voice of the young man was like peach-flavored hard candy without a bit of bitterness: "Don't think so much, it's not necessarily impossible. The doctor's The original words mean that after all his years of experience, isn’t that an affirmative sentence?”

"Hmm..." Matsuda Jinpei's throat was full of bitterness.

"That means it's possible to recover as before, maybe I'm the exception?" Jiuchuan Xingmu smiled and showed his cute canine teeth, and his voice was full of optimism: "I have encountered many difficulties. A piece of cake."

"Nothing can stop my determination to become a good policeman." The boy began to shake his shoulders as he spoke, and then covered his face in the quilt and sobbed as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

Unlike last time, he was trying to hold back his tears, he didn't want anyone to see his tears.

Matsuda Jinpei felt that his eyes were also a bit dry, he hurriedly looked up at the light blue sky and took a deep breath, then quietly walked out of the ward, giving the boy the space to digest the matter.

The other four rushed to the hospital after sending Doctor Taocheng to the police station, and happened to meet Matsuda Jinpei who was sitting on the cold floor leaning against the wall.

"What's the matter?" His condition was so bad that several people hesitated for a long time and finally pushed Hagiwara Kenji out.

"The good news is that his mentality and emotions have not been affected," Matsuda Jinhei pulled a wry smile, and told the truth to his companions: "The bad news is that he hurt his leg, and he may not be able to become a policeman."

Although the word "possible" is used, everyone knows the circumstances under which this word will be used.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and the expressions of the boys who were happy to rescue their companions stiffened just now. They were silent for a long time to digest this problem. In the end, Kenji Hagiwara smiled and said: "Since it is "possible", it is There is still a high chance of recovery. Really, Xiao Zhenping has a bitter face, and I thought something terrible happened."

When encountering this kind of thing, the first thing a few teenagers think of is this self-deception.

But I have to admit that this kind of words still have some effect at this time, several people insisted on this conclusion almost instantly, and tried their best to recover their emotions.

If they are still sullen at this time, it will affect Jiu Chuan Xingmu's mood too much.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at a few people who were forced to squeeze out with ugly smiles, and without even thinking about it, he directly rejected their request to go in to see the boy, and finally just brought in the souvenirs.

Well, there are a lot of things that Jiuchuan Xingmu likes to eat on weekdays, I hope they can make the boy recover a little bit.

When he entered, Jiuchuan Xingmu had already recovered. If it wasn't for the pink nose and the end of his eyes, he would almost have thought that everything that happened just now was his own illusion.

"That..." The young man pursed his lips and looked at Matsuda Jinpei, his slightly raised eyes glistened with water.

"What's wrong?" Matsuda Jinping was a little surprised, he thought that Jiuchuan Xingmu would not communicate with others for a while.

The boy took a deep breath, moved his uninjured leg slightly towards the immobile one, closed his eyes as if he had made up his mind, and said shamefully: "I want to go to the toilet."

"Eh?" Matsuda Zhenping was stunned, looking at Jiuchuan Xingmu's immobilized calf and the closed toilet door, he suddenly realized what was going on and his face suddenly turned red.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu's face became even redder, and the ears were bloodshot while clutching the quilt: "I can't bear it anymore."

Matsuda Zhenping suddenly became at a loss, hurriedly stepped forward and stammered, "I, I will help you."

"Call the nurse!!" Jiuchuan Xingmu opened those beautiful eyes, full of inconceivable incomprehension of Matsuda Jinpei's brain circuit, "I can't touch the bell."

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Matsuda Jinpei was still in a daze until he was kicked out by the nurse. Four pairs of eyes outside looked at him curiously, which made him completely annoyed: "Why haven't you returned to school? Missed so many trainings, be careful that Coach Onizuka kills you! "

"Even if Xiao Zhenping has credit for taking care of Xiao Xingmu, he has no right to drive us back." Hagiwara Kenji spread his hands and sighed pretendingly: "Did you forget that we were absent from class together?"

"..." I'm really tired!

The last group of people still entered the ward. Jiuchuan Xingmu has never been a pessimistic person. After the episode just now, his mood has almost recovered. After thanking everyone very seriously, he asked: "Taocheng Where's the doctor? I want to see him."

Generally speaking, such victims are not allowed to have further contact with prisoners.But Jiu Chuan Xingmu's situation is special. After all, he is also a policeman with a firm will and a determination that will not be easily overwhelmed, and considering that it was he himself who made the request, it was finally approved.

On a sunny afternoon two weeks later, Dr. Momoshiro, whose face was still bandaged because of Matsuda Jinpei's fist, was brought to this ward.

[Why do you still want to see this idiot! 】A query that the system does not understand.

【Why did Jiuchuan Xingmu go to see him? 】

[Because I want to cure post-traumatic stress disorder and become an excellent policeman...] The system is very confused, doesn't the host know about this?

[Jiukawa Xingmu doesn't want his illness to be known by others. 】Xing Mu looked at Doctor Taocheng whose eyes were bloodshot, and explained in a flat voice.

The system fell silent.

As an excellent employee of the Space-Time Administration, the host has never been obsessed with the 100 billion.He respects every character he plays and tries his best to be this person. This is the real reason why he can play successfully.

[Okay,] the system sighed, and then said [the other five people from the police academy are just outside the door, remember to call them if you encounter a dangerous host. 】

【Do not worry. 】

After saying this, Xing Mu raised his face again, his expression was full of young people's undisguised disgust, just looking at this face seemed to feel the pain in his ankle.

Doctor Taocheng didn't mind this expression at all, his slender eyes showed an undisguised infatuation and love: "If there is no that brat, the current Xingmu Jun should be lying on the mattress I prepared for you. right."

He planned everything for the future very well. After hypnotizing his youth, he will prepare himself as a fiancé and love him well.

Unfortunately, one step away.

Doctor Taocheng didn't feel regretful at all, and was even happy to see his Nightingale again.There was a faint smile on the face full of scars: "What is Xingmu Jun looking for me this time?"

The teenager lying on the bed shrank his legs uncomfortably, and then said blankly: "Don't tell them why I came to you."

"Who are they referring to?" Doctor Taocheng asked knowingly, "The police officers will find out about this kind of thing after a little investigation, right?"

"Don't bring up this matter during the court session, and don't let anyone in my classmates know that I'm sick. The psychiatrist should have a confidentiality agreement, right?"

Although he was a little scared at the beginning, the boy's eyes gradually became firm after that. He has always had all the qualities of an excellent policeman.

It's just that fate likes to play tricks on people.

"Mr. Xingmu, do you still think I'm a good doctor?" Dr. Taocheng raised his eyebrows, and walked two steps forward as if he couldn't help it. The handcuffs on his wrists were bragging with his movements.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu looked at the handcuffs full of sarcasm - obviously only a few weeks had passed, and the identities of the two had completely switched.

"No, a good psychiatrist can't do something like you." The boy's clear eyes were full of disgust, "No, even saying you are a doctor insults this profession."