Follow along all the way, don't ask the ending

After Zhibao left, Qin Jiu took off his clothes and checked the wound on his back, it should be fine.After staring at this little girl all night, I was also a little sleepy. When I lifted the quilt, I could vaguely see on the black sheet... Qin Jiu saw more blood, but this time he blushed.I'm so tired, I can't manage that much anymore, luckily the bed is big enough, he slept on the other side...

In the drowsy sleep, Qin Jiu felt that someone was beside him, and stretched out his hand to grab it, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, but the owner of the wrist he caught said in his ear, "It's me, don't be nervous."

Miyano Shiho?He tried his best to open his eyes, only to see Zhibao busy with something next to him.

I'm so dizzy!He tried to sit up, but couldn't move.

"Gin, don't be nervous, let me call the doctor for you? The wound on your back is infected." Zhibao's voice rang in his ears.He grabbed her tightly: "No."

"What time is it, why are you still so suspicious?" He couldn't see Zhibao's expression clearly, but could only hear her anxious voice.But he absolutely didn't dare to turn his back to others with confidence.Zhibao looked helplessly at this person who was struggling on the hospital bed but still refused to trust others. If Amarula hadn't heard that it was Gin who blocked the bullet for her in dementia that day, she wouldn't be like this Take care of him tenderly.

While Gin was in a daze, he heard Zhibao on the phone: "DoctorKing, I'm Miyano Shiho, I would like to ask you, if there is a patient who was hit by a bullet while wearing body armor, and his back hurts. Skin trauma, what should I do if there is no doctor but medicine can be bought? What kind of medicine should I use?... Well, I know."

Qin Jiu couldn't help but smile wryly: the little girl is clever.Zhibao hung up the phone and said, "Wait for me, I'll go buy medicine." He grabbed her again: "Don't leave my sight, do you know how dangerous you are? Let the vodka go."

"Okay, I'll let him go." Zhibao said, scribbling down the names of a few medicines on the paper, and called vodka on the phone, asking him to buy medicines.He himself sat beside the gin bed: "Shall I cook some hot porridge for you?"

"Can you still cook porridge?"

"People who have a fever are still so suspicious?"

Gin didn't answer, and fell asleep again.Zhibao got the medicine, and with the help of vodka, he cleaned and applied medicine to Gin's wound.His fever went away quickly.Waking up again, I saw Zhibao walked into the room with a bowl of hot porridge, and put the porridge on his bedside table: "Gin, you should eat something, you have been asleep for a long time. And oh, these medicines Eat it now."

Qin Jiu sat up and took the medicine given by Zhibao: "What kind of medicine are these?"

"Anti-inflammatory, fever-reducing, and skin trauma treatment." Zhibao counted them one by one, "Don't worry, I bought them after consulting with my medicine professor, and they are absolutely fine."

Gin took the medicine and swallowed it, then leaned on the back of the bed, looked at Zhibao, and said mockingly: "I didn't expect to be taken care of by you."

From some perspectives, Gin is a very good killer. He is very clear that ensuring his own safety is the basis for solving all problems, so sometimes, he would rather give up the task temporarily than put himself in a situation of being injured.And once injured, he also insisted on self-healing, suspicious of him, unless it was a matter of life and death, he would never let strange doctors touch him.The scalpels, forceps, etc. in the hands of the doctors are all lethal weapons.

Zhibao lowered his head and said, "Gin, I..." If Amarula hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known what kind of danger she and her sister were in.If he listened to Gin and had less contact with his sister, he wouldn't be caught and assassinated, and Gin wouldn't be shot.

Gin raised his eyes to see her embarrassed look, and asked, "Want to say I'm sorry?"

Being easily seen through by him, Zhibao stopped talking depressingly: "You were shot..."

Probably the fever subsided, the body was relieved from the discomfort, Gin seemed to be in a good mood, he talked more than usual, his body was still a little weak, his voice was a little weak, but it sounded gentler than usual Many: "If it's because you didn't listen to me and have less contact with Akemi Miyano, then you should really say that I'm sorry; but you don't need to block bullets."

Zhibao raised his eyes and looked at him: "What?"

"It's my job to protect your personal safety. If I can't make you dodge the bullet that shoots at you, I have to block it." Gin closed his eyes, raised his left arm to his forehead , Lying down on the pillow on the bed, perhaps because he thought the words were too nasty, he added, "At least until you return to China, you can't have an accident. I don't want to be blamed by the organization."

At that moment, Zhibao suddenly felt that Gin Jiu might be a gentle person.

The author has something to say: =. = I am also very helpless. In the original book, every time Qin Dian appeared on the stage, he either killed a traitor or looked for Shirley. There was almost no daily life of gin and wine.

Daily writing depends entirely on independent YY

So if you feel that the daily gin I wrote is OOC, then I apologize in advance