Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3080 Rebirth Fate: You are my heartbeat (35)

  He is very suitable to be a doctor.

  Because it will look better when one hand is holding the scalpel, and it will give people a cold and bewitching desire for destruction.

  Yanbai has never liked a pair of hands so much.

  The things she likes will have to be owned, protected, hidden, and destroyed. It is her own treasure, and no one can touch it except her.

  Simple and straightforward thinking, with a little abnormal morbidity and paranoia.

  Dye Bai dropped one hand on his side, and his fingertips moved slightly, and some of his hands were itchy, thinking absent-mindedly for the first time.

  Cut it down.

  But if you can’t get a paintbrush or a scalpel, you can’t paint her, and you can’t save someone for surgery.

  The contradiction between the two sides.

  A clear and pleasant voice fell on her ears. Perhaps it was ten miles of spring breeze, and the apricot blossoms were all over the branches. Only then, would it appear extraordinarily gentle at that moment: "Look."

Oh.

  The sound is also nice.

  Ranbai came to such a conclusion.

  She stared at the hands, and after a while, she looked at the painting on the drawing board.

  A painting that she regards as defective and unsatisfactory.

  But under the artistic and meticulous outlines with brushes in both hands, one by one, it seems to be magical, giving soul and new life to Nirvana.

  Shiqing Ci did not change what was originally in the painting, but only added to the original foundation.

   has created a new soul.

  Shi Qing stopped writing, looked at the newly renewed painting, looked at Ranbai again, and asked Wen Dan, "Is this all right?"

  Ranbai stared at the painting, stared at Shi Qing's words again, met those eyes straight, and said, "I like it."

  The gaze was faintly hot. The young doctor slowly put down the brush, moving like water and cherishing all the painting tools and the two paintings: "That's good."

He squinted his eyes slightly, those eyes that looked as cold and steep as a deep pool and indifferent were filled with deep emotions, precipitating beautiful colors, flooding with light and shadow, as if the end of the universe is a dangerous but inviting whirlpool, bewitching Extremely.

  Shi Qingci lowered his eyes, concealing the danger in his eyes, with the gentle and good temperament of Young Master Pian Pian.

nice! You love it.

  He said,

  He has always been very patient.

  What he likes, what he likes, what he wants.

  I will not let go even if I try my life.

   is a silent, imperceptible aggression, but it moves closer.

  ...

  Ranbai and Shiqing Ci live together,

   really makes people feel comfortable and adaptable.

  This person is too perfect to pick out half of the flaws, just like the gods in the nine-fold heaven, and like the unattainable cold and bright moon in the night sky.

  Perfect and not like a real person.

   Rigorous and self-disciplined, Qinggui and gentleness were vividly interpreted by him.

The vast majority of the exchanges between Ranbai and Shiqing Ci are in art and all kinds of art.

  She can talk very well with Shi Qingci.

  The most difficult to find is the exchange of the same thought at the same level.

  Life is a rare confidant,

  Yan Bai likes this feeling.

Feng Luo struggled for a long time, still couldn't help asking.

   "Host...cough, don't you...like Shiqing Ci?"

  Host, calm down! !

Can not! !

  Absolutely not! ! !

When   Ranbai heard this question, she was startled for a moment, and was at a loss for a moment, and then she responded easily and plainly. It didn’t matter: "I like it."

  Seal: "..."

  Host, should I take it to save you.

"Host, you..." I couldn't like him, Feng Luo held back for a long time, and didn't know what to say. In the end, I could only think of such a sentence, but before it was finished, I saw the girl calmly admitting and focused Holding the paintbrush, half a minute was not affected.

  Her eyes are calm, clear, and still.

  There is no mood swing.

  The seal was dumb.

Yes.

  How it forgets, there are many types of likes.

  Like is not necessarily love.

  Like is not love.

  What she likes is not Shi Qing Ci, but the characteristics of Shi Qing Ci, and the art that they can communicate with each other in the same high degree.

  This is what she likes.

   instead of Shiqing words.

  These are two completely different meanings and cannot be generalized.

  Feng Luo felt that she had just been stupid, and she felt a little bit unspeakable.

Ugh.

  Host, host.

  You said that you like to come and like to go, it would be better to like me.

  How good.

  Hhhc.

  It's another night,

  It’s already midnight, Shiqing Ci always sleeps lightly, and due to work reasons, even in the middle of the night, after hearing any sound, he will wake up as soon as possible.

  He received a call from the hospital.

  The other party finished speaking in a hurry, with a worried and anxious tone.

  The light of the mobile phone screen is particularly conspicuous in a dark bedroom.

  Shiqing finished listening calmly and indifferently, and then said in a low voice, he hung up the phone directly, the white and delicate face was as cold as always, and he took out the clothes from the closet and put on them.

  Button the shirt button to the top one.

  He looked down at the time on his watch.

At half past eleven.

   immediately walked out of the bedroom, and glanced at the white-stained room, there was no light, it should be asleep.

  His movements were very light, and there was almost no sound from beginning to end. He left home and drove quickly to the hospital.

  I just arrived at the hospital,

  The nurse saw the clear and precious figure with sharp eyes, and hurried up, reporting the current patient’s condition quickly: "The patient is a teenager, and there has been a car accident. It is..."

  Shiqing Ci walked, while listening to the nurse's words tepidly.

  "Now all the examinations have been arranged. The patient has lost too much blood. His blood type is very special. It is a rare panda blood. Fortunately, the blood bank of the hospital has this type of blood. The doctor was just right when you came."

  The young doctor nodded slightly and walked through the corridors of the hospital. It was clearly midnight. The hospital was brightly lit, and the light and shadow fell on him like a gauze. There was no half of the temperature, and his voice fell quietly: "Prepare for surgery now."

"good."

  The patient had a tragic car accident and was seriously injured.

  Have a long operation.

  Probably the only thing that unexpectedly came out of Shiqing's words during the main knife period was that although he did not know the wounded, he had heard of it and had seen it.

  The only son of the Jiang family.

  Jiang Yuyan.

   turned out to be panda blood.

  ...The same rare blood type as dyed white.

  He lowered his eyes indifferently, looking at the slender young man lying on the operating table with a pale face and unknown life or death. He passed this thought shallowly in his heart. There was no fluctuation, he always calmly held the scalpel and performed the operation.

In the heavy depressive operating room, the young doctor wears a sterile surgical gown and a medical mask to cover her pure face. Occasionally, her thin lips are lightly opened, and her voice is quiet and introverted. He is exceptionally clear and beautiful, as thorough as ice and snow. Silently extinguished all the anxiety, which is convincing.

  More than a few hours passed,

  After the operation, Shi Qingci walked out of the operating room.

  　【Ten Thousand Rewards for Injuries plus More】

  (End of this chapter)