Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Shi Jin's call didn't go through, and he suspected that he had dialed the wrong number.

I checked it several times and found that I was right, which meant that the other party didn't answer.

When Jin replayed the video, the other party turned off the phone.

As for the disobedient patient, Shi Jin pressed his brows with a headache.

Shi Jin got off work late.

When I was leaving the hospital and passing by a late-night snack stall, I saw from a distance a young man with his iconic rainbow hair sitting next to a barbecue stall with a few of his younger brothers, eating skewers.

The boy didn't say much, just sat there coldly, and the younger brothers were the only ones chatting all day.

The weather has been cold lately, and the boy is wearing a smoky gray sweatshirt.

Shi Jin was standing across the street wearing glasses, and the faint cold light reflected through the lenses onto the young man who was eating skewers at the barbecue stall opposite.

Perhaps the sight was too obvious, Jiang Que turned his head, and in the street filled with the smell of human smoke, the two of them once again looked at each other from across the road.

After about two seconds, Jiang Que slowly withdrew his gaze.

Shi Jin was wearing a windbreaker and standing across the street waiting.

Jiang Que occasionally glanced over and saw Shi Jin was still there.

He cursed in his heart, wiped his mouth with tissue paper, and stood up.

The younger brother was curious: "Where are you going, Jiang? The barbecue isn't even over yet."

"Don't eat."

The younger brothers saw with their own eyes that their boss walked across the street with an impatient look on his face and chatted about something with a man who looked gentle.

That person seemed to be a doctor from the hospital opposite.

Their brother Jiang has a bad temper but poor health, so it's no surprise that he knows a doctor.

What's strange is, when did Brother Jiang become so obedient to the doctor? !

Hell?

It turns out that people should stay up late less often as they are more likely to have hallucinations.

Jiang Que crossed the street and walked up to Shi Jin, put his hands in the front pockets of his sweatshirt, and glanced at him coldly: "You've been waiting for so long, do you have something to ask me?"

The young man looked nonchalant, as if he didn't care about life or death.

Shi Jin frowned, and his sharp eyes fell on Jiang Que through the lens, and he said unhappily: "The movie, why didn't you go to shoot it."

Playing with your own life.

Shi Jin really didn't like this attitude.

Shi Jin is not much older than Jiang Que, but he always looks like an elder scolding him.

Jiang Que hooked his lip, raised his hand and fiddled with the black button on the chest of Shi Jin's windbreaker, and sneered softly: "Doctor Shi, do you still care about this? You see so many patients every day, can you manage it?"

Shi Jin took his hand away and threw it back to Jiang Que, and continued to ask stiffly: "Why didn't you take the photo? You are in a very bad condition."

He was suffering from heart failure, and any stimulation could take his life at any time.

Jiang Que's hand was shaken away, and he looked very serious, as if he would not give up until he got the reason.

Jiang Que leaned against the lamp post with his hands in his pockets, and raised his chin towards him indifferently: "Go back to school. You missed too many classes and it will be difficult for you to graduate."

When Jin got the answer: "..."

Should I be surprised that you are still in school, or should I be surprised that you are worried about your studies?

After all, this guy doesn't look like a good person at all.

"The hospital called you several times, but you didn't answer."

He made the call, but he used the hospital's landline.

Jiang Que leaned against the railing without saying a word. He just raised his eyes slightly to glance at Shi Jin, then lowered his head and smiled mockingly.

He took out his cell phone and flipped through it, showing Shi Jin his call records.

There was a row of missed calls, all labeled as advertising sales or harassment calls. Their hospital's phone number was mixed in the middle, and it was a landline number.

No matter how you look at it, it's the same as these phones.

After all, who still answers landline numbers these days?

The boy took the phone, clicked the call record on it, and smiled: "Doctor Shi, do you have any other questions?"

After getting the explanation, Shi Jin's expression eased and he pushed up his glasses: "Go take the photo tomorrow and ask your family to come along. You may need to be hospitalized for observation for a while."

Jiang Que put the phone back in his pocket and glanced at him: "I'm fine now, why should I listen to you?"

"Jiang Que!!" Shi Jin frowned: "This is not something you can joke about."