mayfly era

Zhu Qingyuan suddenly woke up.He knew that he didn't have a nightmare, but he was suddenly awakened by a cool breeze. This feeling was not unfamiliar, and he had never slept soundly.His scalp was numb and his eyes were dizzy because he woke up. He sat up, adjusted his breathing, and rubbed his eyes.

He patted the head of the bed, and a time number lit up on it, showing that it was twelve o'clock in the night.

The Reunion Festival is over.

He got up and walked to the window, and closed the shading film on the window. A few brilliant fireworks suddenly lit up, stinging his pupils, and he blinked his eyes dry and sore.

Zhu Qingyuan smiled lightly at the window, crossed her arms, and watched the fireworks constantly blooming in the night sky, admiring them leisurely.

The sound effect of electronic fireworks is very weak, while cold fireworks have a relatively loud explosion sound. Since it is already night, the festival engineer adjusted the ratio of the two, and now it is dominated by electronic fireworks, which is not noisy.That's why Zhu Qingyuan heard a faint and rapid knock on the door.

Zhu Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, then put on his clothes and walked towards the source of the sound - the gate of Liuliguang.

He cautiously opened the door and looked out. He couldn't help being surprised. Outside the door, a man was leaning there with his head lowered. The ends of his long gray hair were soaked in blood. His hands were pressing on his abdomen. It was all blood too.

"What's going on?" Zhu Qingyuan recognized that the person was a counter-revolutionary, and quickly helped him in.

Fan Ge shook his head, he couldn't speak, because there was a long and narrow bloody gash at the corner of his mouth, extending to the end of the bone, his cheeks were bruised and scratched, it was too horrible to look at.

Zhu Qingyuan directly brought the counter-revolutionary into the treatment room, and dealt with his abdominal wound first. The wound healed up last time opened again, minced meat and blood became a ball, and the internal organs could be vaguely seen, which was even more serious than last time. , There were two pieces of sterile gauze stuffed into the big hole of flesh and blood, which should have been stuffed in by Fang Ge himself to stop the bleeding.

"Are you still awake?" Zhu Qingyuan confirmed.

Rebel blinked.

"Keep this in your mouth, keep it in your mouth, don't swallow it." Zhu Qingyuan stuffed the gauze soaked in the medicine into the mouth and under the tongue of the anti leather.

"Thank modern medicine, otherwise you would be dead."

Zhu Qingyuan moved the instrument over, aimed the circular mesh nozzle at the lower end of the instrument at the wound, and a cloud of white mist was blown out from the nozzle, spreading evenly on the bloody wound, cooling and relieving the pain.

Zhu Qingyuan carefully took out the sterile gauze inside, and moved the nozzle over again. This time, the spray was light blue and exuded a smell of chemicals.Next, Zhu Qingyuan began to manually sew up the scattered wounds layer by layer. His hands were fast, and it took only 10 minutes to sew up the wound, and then the machine fixed it and bandaged it.

"Hey, are you still awake?" Zhu Qingyuan asked, he finished all the work by himself, was sweating from exhaustion, and his fair face was a little red.

Counter-Gen blinked again, although he looked weak, he was still awake.

"You are all animals..." Zhu Qingyuan moved away the instrument, slowly raised the upper half of the treatment bed where Fan Ge was lying on, and then took out the gauze from Fan Ge's mouth, which was already stained. There was blood, but I don't know whether it came from the esophagus, mouth or internal organs.

Zhu Qingyuan pointed the scanning window of the instrument at the pharynx of the counter-revolutionary, scanned from top to bottom to below the stomach, and made sure that there were no other internal organs ruptured before she felt relieved.

"Who are you offending again? A hooligan leader was beaten like this." Zhu Qingyuan took another look at the gauze before throwing it into the disposal bucket at the side.

Fan Ge smiled, pulling up the corner of his mouth that was not parted.

"It's all disfigured, how can you go out and flirt with women in the future." Zhu Qingyuan moved closer, and disinfected the wound on Fan Ge's face.

"Don't... get in the way." Fan Ge uttered such a sentence with difficulty.

Zhu Qingyuan frowned, threw the tweezers into the medicine tray, and said coldly, "Go to hell, you rebel."

Fan Ge grabbed Zhu Qingyuan's clothes. Although he was seriously injured and his face was disfigured, he was not depressed and angry, but relaxed. At this time, he looked at Zhu Qingyuan with a smile on his face—— The half-cracked person smiled, what a terrifying picture.

"You're so funny, you came here to piss me off in the middle of the night, why don't you go back to the base, your base has no doctors?" Zhu Qingyuan sat down angrily, and continued to give medicine to the counter-revolutionaries upholding medical ethics.

"I'll...accompany you," Fange said intermittently, "to celebrate...the festival."

Zhu Qingyuan's hands paused, complex emotions flashed through his eyes, he lowered his head to adjust his emotions, and rolled the cotton wool in his hand over the face of the anti leather forcefully, and said fiercely, "Who wants to You accompany me! It’s past twelve o’clock, are you sincere?”

Counter-revolutionary did not speak, quietly watching Zhu Qingyuan.He is usually a noble and elegant man, but at this moment, although his face is wounded and a deep gash is formed at the corner of his mouth, he is still handsome, adding a bit of pitiful fragility and bloody dangerous charm.

Zhu Qingyuan's face became hot when he saw him, and he was even more annoyed in his heart. He simply wrapped the whole gauze around Fange's mouth, not giving him any chance to speak.

He was just about to stand up and go back to sleep, but he staggered when he was dragged back, his hand was still on the corner of his clothes, and it seemed that he would not let go easily, Zhu Qingyuan had no choice but to sit down again.

"I don't understand, you are already like this, why are you still so shameless?" Zhu Qingyuan said angrily.

There seems to be a warm light in the anti-leather gray eyes, gentle and sober, containing a reassuring power.

But he sees everyone like this, Zhu Qingyuan thought angrily.

"Let go of me, I'll find you a blanket, do you want to sleep with your back open?"

"Help me...take off my clothes...dirty." Fan Ge said slowly, apparently the bandage couldn't restrict his mouthpiece.

Zhu Qingyuan crossed his arms and looked down at Fan Ge, who was also watching him quietly.

Even though he was in a high position, he still seemed to be suppressed by this man's aura, and was always ruled by him.Even though he couldn't move now and relied entirely on Zhu Qingyuan's assistance, he was still so composed.

"You beg me." Zhu Qingyuan said.

Fan Ge didn't hesitate, his eyes were smiling, and his voice came through the gauze, "Okay."

"It's 'I beg you', not…"

Fan Ge smiled and interrupted the second half of Zhu Qingyuan's sentence, "Okay."

Zhu Qingyuan was helpless, he couldn't understand why someone shed so much blood, how could his brain be so clear, and his mouth was not slow.

He had no choice but to help Fan Ge take off his blood-stained shirt, so that Fan Ge would let him go and let go of the hand holding the hem of his shirt.Zhu Qingyuan fetched a blanket from the side and covered the leather. The temperature in the room was constant and there was no wind, but in order to ensure the performance of the instrument, it was not actually warm.

When leaning close to the counter-reform, Zhu Qingyuan couldn't help but kissed the white gauze.

This kiss was light and shallow, without heat and humidity, very simple and ordinary, but Zhu Qingyuan felt as if his soul had been tapped, and made a glassy sound.

Fan Ge raised his blood-stained hand, and slowly stroked Zhu Qingyuan's hair, combing the clean ends with his fingers.His hands are very restrained, without any sexual factors, just stroking the hair from the top of the head to the end, as if comforting a child who is in a bad mood.

After the kiss was over, Zhu Qingyuan supported the head of the bed and stood up straight. He frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "There was a lot of noise outside, and I just woke up after falling asleep for a while."

"A lot of things happened today." Fan Ge said slowly.

"I don't care what happened, I just want to sleep well."

"Then go to sleep."

Zhu Qingyuan didn't move, "You really came to accompany me for the holiday, but I'm still afraid that others will follow you to the base."

"I'm here to spend the holidays with you." Fan Ge said softly.

"I do not believe."

"Really." Counter-Ge's tone sounded like a parent patiently coaxing a child.

Zhu Qingyuan was silent for a while, then he said lightly, "I want to go home, but I'm not welcome there, so it's fine if I don't go back."

Fan Ge didn't speak, but turned his head to look at Zhu Qingyuan. He was weak and tired, but he looked more gentle.

"Go to sleep, good night." Zhu Qingyuan stood up, adjusted the night surveillance equipment, and turned off the house lights.

He left the room and walked into the yard alone.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Qingyuan came to the treatment room and found that Fan Ge had gotten up at some point, standing by the window and looking at the golden body of the Medicine King in the hall, when he heard footsteps, Fan Ge turned his head, but the gauze on his face was gone Yes, he didn't cover up those embarrassing scars at all.

"Boss, you recovered fast enough." Zhu Qingyuan said in surprise after reading the records in the night.

Fan Ge laughed, "I wish the doctor excellent medical skills."

"What kind of oral karma did you do? All the retribution will be on your face."

Fan Ge touched the scar on his face, narrowed his eyes, and said calmly, "I said something he didn't like to hear."

Zhu Qingyuan didn't want to know who "he" was, so he didn't ask any further questions, bent down, folded the blankets, and threw them into the cleaning and disinfection cabinet beside him.He has always liked cleanliness, and the treatment room is always spotless, but he is not too obsessed with cleanliness, otherwise he would not be able to be a doctor.

"We may have to bother you for a while," Counter-Revolution said.

Zhu Qingyuan was a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it in his tone, "Whatever you want, this is your territory anyway."

"You don't like Cy very much, why?" Fan Ge asked.

"Who said I don't like him?" Zhu Qingyuan wiped off the blood on the ground, and said, "Why do I have to like him?"

"It's fine, I'm just curious, you don't seem like someone who cares about these things." Fan Ge laughed.

"You are really interesting. You have told me all the pros and cons. Did I say anything?"

"Well, it's my fault, don't be angry."

Zhu Qingyuan glared at him fiercely, "Why didn't that person pull out your note last night?"

"Of course it's because it's useful to keep it." The smile on Fan Ge's face escalated into a hippie smile.

"Your stomach is still rotten and you can't eat. Come here and I'll give you a shot of compound nutrient solution." Zhu Qingyuan quickly prepared the medicine and disinfection supplies, and turned to call for rebellion.

"I don't like injections." Fan Ge frowned.

"You are old, don't pretend to be a child." Zhu Qingyuan said angrily.

"I don't get injections, and I'm not hungry."

"It's not a question of whether you're hungry or not."

In the end, Zhu Qingyuan forcibly pressed the counter-revolution and gave him two injections.During this period, Fan Ge's face was tense, and he looked aside. He had never seen Fan Ge with such a serious expression, with heavy resistance and patience.

Maybe he really doesn't like injections. Everyone has something they don't like. Sometimes they can give a clear reason, and sometimes... they can only resist silently.

As a doctor, when Zhu Qingyuan is busy, Black Soul is also busy.

"It's okay, there's nothing inside, otherwise it's useless for you to find me, you have to go to Kujira." Hei Hun put the fragments picked out of Chen Li's knee into a cellophane bag.

"En." Chen Li responded.

"It's rare for you to be so lethargic, what's wrong?" Black Soul frowned and asked, he didn't wear a hat today, his hair was tied into a half-length braid, revealing his forehead and two long eyebrows that were neither heavy nor light.

"It's okay...a little tired." Chen Li said lightly.

"Then go to sleep for a while, don't move your legs." Heihun watched him lay down orderly, and then went out the door.

After a while, the bong came in from outside.He didn't contact the counter-revolutionary, so he could only inform Song Guang of what happened that night. Song Guang said that five or six similar things happened that night, and one of them was shot dead in the street, which caused a lot of commotion, but ordinary people There were no casualties, and the emergency team in the sixth inning quickly took control of the situation.

There was silence in the room, and the smoking gun walked lightly to the edge of the bed and sat down.He knew that Chen Li was not asleep, because Chen Li never fell asleep in this position.

"What are you thinking?" Smoker asked in a low voice.

After a while, Chen Li's voice sounded a little dull, "Chenming."

"What do you miss her?" Smoker leaned over and touched Chen Yue's forehead, "It's a bit hot."

"Without her, so many innocent people would not have died."

"Didn't Shang Liming make those?" Smoker was puzzled.

"She herself admits her fault...but she left completely, leaving only me behind." Chen Li's voice was in a trance.

"Since it's her fault, what does it have to do with you?"

Chen Li was silent for a moment, "...I don't know."

"Does your leg still hurt?" said Smoker. "You have a little fever."

"It's heavy."

"Legs?"

Chen Li was silent again.He curled up quietly, like a clam, sinking to the bottom of the sea.

"I'll go out first, you sleep for a while, call me again if you can't sleep, okay?" Yan Qiang said helplessly, Chen Li was rarely so depressed, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"Yeah." The clam buried itself deeper into the bottom of the sea.

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The author has something to say:

Anti-revolution x Zhu Qingyuan, Zha Gong and Zha Shou's love and killing w

In addition to the fixed double arrows of cy old smoke, the love line in this article is a little confusing.

The reunion chapter is over~ Huh...

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