Molly, Molly!

Chapter 8 Occasionally Gentle

The British gentleman seems to be engraved in his bones, even Sherlock Holmes is no exception.Except for a few people who revealed scum from the bottom of their bones, most British men are very personable. Of course, some may just hide their scum very well.

Therefore, Molly didn't feel any surprise when she was carried by Sherlock. After all, she felt that she had at least exchanged names with Mr. Sherlock Holmes, and the other party would not leave her on the road out of humanitarianism.

However, being carried on the back of a man like this, even though she has already done psychological construction, Molly still can't help but feel uneasy.She was really not used to such a posture.

However, Sherlock's steps were unexpectedly smooth, at least until he reached the door, Molly didn't feel much bumps.But Molly felt a sense of relief when the journey was finally over.

She kept holding the bread in her hand, and Molly didn't eat it just now. She always felt that she would feel guilty if she got it on Sherlock's body. She kept a stiff posture all the way downstairs, and Molly finally came to life. a feeling of.

Being helped into the taxi, Molly really wanted to say that she wasn't that weak.It's just that Sherlock's sudden concern made her a little flattered, thinking that it's better not to destroy this guy's kindness, but she didn't open her mouth.He was about to move inside, but found that Sherlock was sitting in front.The corner of her mouth twitched, and she didn't say anything, Molly just ate the bread by herself.Sure enough, when I was hungry, no matter what it was, I felt extra delicious.

"Where is this direction going?" When Molly looked up again, she could no longer recognize the surrounding scenery. Although Sherlock didn't look like a kidnapper, she always wanted to ask.

"Hospital." Sherlock answered her in a rare way. Perhaps because he had nothing to do, he seemed to talk a little more than usual today. It was normal for them to not speak for a day before.

"Hey? Isn't there a small private clinic under the laboratory?" Molly couldn't react for a while.

"Cards cannot be swiped." Sherlock replied more simply.

The corner of his mouth twitched, "I don't have a card to swipe."

Sherlock looked back at Molly with disdain, "Mine."

Molly put her hand on the armchair in front, "I don't have any money to pay you back." She selectively forgot the check just now.

"It can be seen." Sherlock seemed to be in a good mood, and even moved his mouth rarely, to the question that he would never answer normally.

Don't ask Sherlock for boring, although half a month is not long, but Molly has been able to fully understand Sherlock's poisonous tongue and sharpness.Although he seems to seldom mock her, it's because her level is too low, so he can't be bothered.

Sitting in the back wearily, even though she once thought about studying as a doctor, Molly really couldn't develop a good impression of the hospital.

It also smells like formalin, but she just doesn't like the smell of the hospital, she would rather stay in her own laboratory.If she had known that Sherlock was going to take her to the hospital, she would never have agreed to get in the car.However, she seems to have no other choice but to get in the car, right?She still doesn't seem to have a penny in cash, so she will ask Sherlock to take her home later?Thinking of this possibility, Molly's face wrinkled.

"Idiot, get out of the car." In a flash, Molly suddenly found that Sherlock was already standing outside the door, and the corner of her mouth twitched. She had to say, if Sherlock was a killer, then she must have died a thousand years ago. time.Giving her hand to Sherlock, Molly bit her lip and got out of the car.As time went on, the wound on her foot became more and more painful.

Seeing Molly's dilly-dallying movements, Sherlock's eyes flashed with impatience, he took a step forward, bent down, and hugged Molly fiercely.

Molly, who was hugged by the princess again, was still dumbfounded, she didn't feel romantic, she just suddenly felt ashamed.It was a place with no people just now, but now it is a public place.

"Hey, Sherlock, can you put me down?" Before she knew it, Molly's address for Sherlock had changed from Mr. Holmes to Sherlock.

Without answering Molly's words, Sherlock just walked straight forward, and the corner of his mouth curled up where Molly couldn't see.

In Molly's eyes, Sherlock Holmes is a very strange person, so strange that when he does some abnormal things, she can also deal with them as seeing normal things.Therefore, when she was seeing a doctor, she could calmly ignore when the other party started to discuss a series of topics about the bones of the deceased with the idle doctor.

The doctor who saw her was a white female doctor about 50 years old. She had a kind smile on her face, which made people feel comfortable.

"It's normal to feel bored with your lover. Maybe you often don't have a common language, but when it comes to a critical moment, it will reflect their importance, such as now." The female doctor's face was full of understanding. With a smile, she could obviously hear Sherlock's conversation, and her eyes wandered between Molly and Sherlock.

Why didn't she understand the other party's words? Molly had an embarrassing expression on her face. The other party obviously misunderstood something, but Molly knew that she couldn't explain it clearly. After all, Sherlock's kick just now shocked Doctors throughout the office.

In a sense, Mr. Sherlock Holmes is really a guy who doesn't know how to write low-key.

Facing the female doctor's ambiguous eyes, Molly could only tense up and wait for the end of the examination.In fact, it's not very serious, but it's just a sprained ankle, which can be recovered after a period of rest, but it was exaggerated by Sherlock's behavior.

Why, she hadn't discovered before, that Sherlock still has such potential?However, when she was thinking wildly, Molly suddenly found that her mobile phone was ringing, and she frantically looked for her mobile phone.Sometimes there are too many pockets in clothes, but Molly can't remember exactly which pocket she put her mobile phone in.

"Hello, Auntie? Shall I go to your place for dinner today? But I have trouble with my feet. Ah, I'm with Sherlock, but? Well, I see." Mrs. Hudson didn't refuse Molly Molly's itinerary for tonight was strongly determined.Hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Sherlock, "I'll trouble you later."

As if he didn't hear Molly's words, Sherlock was still talking with the doctor, but the erratic look in his eyes just now showed that he did hear Molly's words.

After talking with Sherlock, Molly felt the female doctor's eyes became more fruity. Fortunately, the examination was completed soon, and there was no serious injury, and it didn't take a lot of time.

"You just need to use less force recently, your boyfriend is really worried about you." The female doctor's eyes drifted to Sherlock again, but she got the other side's back.

Already used to the female doctor's flirting, Molly was able to calmly face such a topic, but a strange question popped into her mind very inappropriately.

'Why does the female doctor think Sherlock is her boyfriend instead of her husband? 'Soon frightened by her own thoughts, she shuddered, and Molly regained her facial paralysis instantly.

However, Sherlock's actions immediately made her feel even more strange. Sherlock not only did not deny the other party's words, but also hugged her again.It's just that when he stepped out of the office door, he suddenly said lightly, "You should lose weight."

Molly's face turned red in an instant, and she looked at Sherlock viciously, and then heard the sound of the door being closed, even so, Molly still heard laughter from the office.

Does this guy know when to say something?It's really abominable to come home.Molly's rage peak graph hits a new climax one at a time.

Does this guy never know where and what to say?The furious Molly simply closed her eyes, because she really didn't know what to say, not to mention, she didn't want Sherlock to leave her on the road now, she really couldn't go any further, but, From this point of view, will she ask her aunt to borrow money later?

"221 Baker Street." When Molly was in a daze, Sherlock was already sitting in the back of the car with her.The tall and straight back formed a sharp contrast with Molly's figure curled up in the corner, and the taxi driver couldn't help but look at them more.

The author has something to say: In fact, I have always expressed doubts about the progress of Sherlock and Peanut in the TV series. . .So with the above situation, another chapter of daily life will appear. . .Peanut and Mo Niang, o(︶︿︶)o Alas, why are they swollen? . .Mo Niang is more difficult to deal with than Juan Fu. . .It seems that Peanut's love life will be even more bumpy. . .