I'm such a big son

Little Mr. Zhongyuan blushed for a moment, pulled a stool and sat closer to Rimbaud, and poked her right arm completely covered in plaster: "The painting is so ugly!"

"I don't mind if you put a few touches on it."

Rimbaud was quite easy to talk, so he lifted his chin and let him look at the table opposite the hospital bed, on which a fountain pen was lying alone.Zhong also snorted twice and jumped up from the chair, grabbed the pen and thought about it, those crooked animals on the plaster were all enclosed in the crooked yard, and at the end of the yard was a crooked house.Of course, the curry rice and glasses were kept out of the door, and the very ugly turtle was deliberately excluded, and the orange-haired boy put down his fountain pen contentedly.

"I forgive him," he said at last.

He knew that as long as he asked, she would not hide anything from him.But it was very strange, at this moment he didn't want to know anything, didn't want to ask her why there were two Rimbauds in the same world, didn't want to ask why she appeared in this world, didn't want to ask where she came from, let alone her Is there another self in this world?

Hmph, that's how stingy!What's wrong!

"I am your family and I will not leave you alone. So, please don't leave without saying goodbye..."

He was lying on the hospital bed, the fluffy orange hair rubbed against her fingers, soft and slightly cool, Rimbaud put his left hand over and took the opportunity to hold it and rubbed it hard: "You are my favorite child, good boy Well, the melancholy boy's personality is not suitable for you."

Zhong also let her rub his hair, and fell asleep on the hospital bed after getting promised, with some dust and blood stains on his body.Rimbaud didn't dislike him at all, he staggered and supported the boy covered by the corner with one hand, changed his right arm to a position that wouldn't hurt his right arm, closed his eyes and rested.

Early the next morning, Zhong Yuanzhong was also woken up by the doctor who came to work early.Of course, this doctor is also a member of the logistics team. He once couldn't bear the bullying of the patient's family and extended his hands to fight back and lost his job. Because of this kind of experience, he couldn't work in a normal medical institution again, so he simply went to the sea and became a gangster. The accuracy of the human body structure quickly became the leader in the corpse collection team.Miss Lan Bo had carefully sorted out the personal information of the members of the logistics team before, and when she saw this kind of record, she conveniently stuffed him into the treatment room to resume his old work-"Who the hell is rushing at your BB while being rescued, just bury me in the sea Go to the pit!" These are the original words of "Mr. Lantang".

Sure enough, PortMafia's treatment room allowed him to regain his inner peace and sense of accomplishment as a doctor.

It's a pity that the boss stayed in the medical room twice, and he didn't get close to express his heartfelt thanks... First, the boss cleared the room directly, and they didn't even have a chance to help clean up the medical waste.So, in the early morning of this day, the doctor arrived at the workplace an hour earlier. Isn't it the isolation ward? Can he always help Mr. Lantang a little?

Then, he picked up a boy who also needed medical help but was completely ignored by Mr. Lan Tang's hospital bed? !

"Do you know how many bacteria you have on your body! It's so dirty! There are wounds! Look! It's all scabbed! Go into the bathroom and clean it up before you come out! The hospital bed next to Mr. Lan Tang belongs to you!"

The doctor really couldn't tolerate this kind of young man who didn't take his life for his life. He almost screamed while pinching his neck. Zhong Yuanzhong, who was awakened, also hugged the quilt with a ferocious face and just wanted to give this guy a kick.Before he could take any action, he was held down by Rimbaud who also woke up.

"Sorry, I didn't wake him up when I saw that the child was already asleep before dawn. The light was dim and I didn't notice this. Please help him deal with the wound. I'm sorry."

Miss Rimbaud said that she was a reasonable parent, and apologized to the doctor while holding down the brat who wanted to hit someone.The lazy and hoarse voice in the early morning did not have the usual low-pitched voice, and one could tell it was a lady.

The doctor stared wide-eyed for a moment, then swam around suspiciously, and finally became firm again.He clenched his fists and said loudly as if swearing: "Ah... ah, you are too polite, Mr. Lantang, I am wearing this clothes to save lives and heal the wounded. Please ask the young master to move to the bathroom to clean it first. As for the wound... I I went to prepare medicines for debridement and bandages. That...my surname is Sanhe, I live in Kyoto, I am 26 this year, my parents live with my elder brother and have no family problems. I am unmarried, have a stable income and no bad habits, that..."

Nakahara Nakaya, who had already got up and walked two steps, appeared behind the doctor at the speed of light, grabbed his collar and walked towards the bathroom: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly just now, ah, by the way, please help me get a set of clothes by the way replace!"

Poor Dr. Sanhe was about to be pinched to death by him. He rolled his eyes and "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" was dragged away from the ward, and the rest of what he wanted to say could only be swallowed silently.

About four or ten minutes later, Nakaya, who had changed into a hospital gown, went to the hospital bed next to Rimbaud, shaking the water from his hair. Dr. Sanhe was holding a plate of gauze, bandages, hydrogen peroxide and a hair dryer like a daughter-in-law. Want to cry but no tears: "You can't do this, there is also a wound on the scalp, if you don't cut it off, it will be infected..."

"Sterilize with medicine first, if it is infected, I will allow you to shave this kid bald."

Rimbaud lay on the side and added, and Zhongyuan Zhong also behaved immediately, letting Sanhe dry his hair with a hair dryer.

Fortunately, although the wound was treated an hour late, there was no sign of infection. Apart from some sprained joints, there was only a small crack in one rib...Look at the big hole on the office wall that needs to be redecorated , If Dazai or Ryunosuke is replaced, at least half a month will not be able to get out of bed.

Dr. Sanhe performed debridement and disinfection on him, threw cotton balls one after another, and finally couldn't help exclaiming: "You are so lucky! Don't you consider buying a lottery ticket? All wounds must be staggered, or avoided in time. Open, the one closest to the carotid artery also stopped before the blood vessel was actually cut... But there may be a scar left here, in short, I don’t recommend removing it later.”

Hearing that Rimbaud also turned his head to look over, there was indeed a split wound on the side of Nakaya's neck, which could be seen more clearly after removing the blood and dust. If he cut it half a centimeter deeper—that would be another story .

"It's really lucky..." Rimbaud lay back on the pillow and sighed: "If I were to fight Paul alone, the best result would probably be that we both lose, and the worst result would be that we both die. Although it is a man-made supernatural power user, he The mastery of supernatural powers has surpassed almost all natural superhumans. My father also wanted to adopt him at the beginning, but for some reason, there is no more information, maybe it was at that time that he had seen through everything."

"Verlaine, the deep-rooted indecision and tyranny in his character made him never find his place. He was greedy for the convenience and support brought by the family behind Miss Matilda, and also wanted to taste the freshness and excitement outside. In the end, he lost both sides. It's over. Well... these are all old things from the previous generation, there's nothing to talk about, Chuya? You have to grow up to be a good man~"

The orange-haired boy turned his head to the other side with a sneer, and immediately received a "love blow" from Dr. Sanhe on his head -- "Don't move around! The wound hasn't been healed yet! Be honest! "

Zhong also received a slap from an outsider. If it wasn't for Rimbaud watching him, he would definitely let this weak chicken taste the fear of being dominated by gravity. He twisted a few times angrily, and kept his head silent.

Dr. Sanhe's actions were very fast, and he took care of the wounded patients who fell into his hands in half an hour.Let him lie down and put on the quilt before dimming the light: "You guys rest for a while, I'll get a new quilt for Mr. Lan Tang, the wound needs a clean environment to heal, please remember this!"

He closed the door of the ward carefully, turned his head and was almost frightened by the smiling leader standing behind him: "BOSS!"

Mori Ogai smiled very amiably: "Mikawa-kun is working hard, how is Lantang-kun doing?"

The little doctor suddenly recalled that the style of the coat that appeared on Mr. Lantang seemed... exactly the same as the one that Mr. Sen was wearing now, and a subtle observation saved his life: "Mr. The boy who debrides and bandages, that child is also injured."

"Oh, it was my negligence. However, from now on, you can no longer call him 'that child'. He is likely to be your future boss." He stopped embarrassing Sanhe, and the latter hurriedly backed away after recovering. Half a step out of the passage: "BOSS, please!"

The black-haired man stopped in his tracks and did not open the door of the ward in front of him.He glanced in through the upper glass, and the bright brown eyes belonging to Miss Rimbaud immediately swept over.

"Not yet, Mr. Lan Tang needs to rest."

"I'm just here to take a look. I have to entertain some distinguished guests in the next few days. It's quite busy."

"Yes!"

He put his hand on the door panel and gently stroked it: "Have a good rest, Miss Rimbaud." Then he turned and left with Dr. Mihe's deep bow.

The powerful enemy has been defeated, and the work of the leader has just begun.You know, both Miss Rimbaud and Chuya Nakahara she adopted are black households without real identities.Rimbaud, in particular, is simply a wanted criminal in his own country without listing the reasons for his wanted...

The day after Verlaine's death, the supernatural management organization in Europe sent a message through other organizations requesting the recovery of his body, and by the way condemned the murder of the citizen, implicitly demanding that the Japanese side hand over the murderer... Of course Ogai Mori only thought they were farting.Are you capable of shouting loudly?It's normal for a spy to go out and not be able to go back, what's so strange, PortMafia also has several undercover agents who are out, who saw him jumping up and down!

As for the so-called handing over the "murderer", don't be kidding, if Rimbaud is handed over to his position as the leader, he really can't sit still.A leader who can't even keep his subordinates who have made great military exploits is a waste, and the waste should be thrown into Tokyo Bay to soak.