In order to survive, I do many jobs

In the port mafia building, the mafia members who were busy building a defense line and killing the enemy when the leader was temporarily offline came and went, but they all fell silent when they passed the medical department, pretending to be a The dog sneaked away on tiptoe like a corpse.

Zhongyuan Zhongya, who rushed back after clearing away the short-sighted enemies, slammed on the brakes and stopped outside the medical department. He had come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but his keen intuition told him that it was not a wise decision to go in now.

Atsushi Nakajima, who came behind Nakahara Nakaya, gestured to him a few times, and the two of them danced and gestured together, and finally reached a consensus.Together they quietly looked into the ICU ward, like two cats hanging on the door frame, a big tiger and a big orange.

In the ward, the crowd in black suits and white coats surrounded the ward tightly, like black and white impermanence in a collective crash, and the person standing in the middle of them was undoubtedly Hell from hell.

"Master Anhe, this is the leader's body check report." The subordinate tremblingly handed over a thick sheet of paper, standing by the side without daring to vent his anger.

Subordinates: ying ying an and adults are so scary QAQ

It wasn't just the leader Konoe in a black suit who was scared, the head of the medical department in a white coat stood beside the cadre in black, the thin hair on his bald head was wet with cold sweat, he didn't even dare to wipe it with a handkerchief .

White and soft fingers flipped through the newly printed report one by one, and the gun calluses on the fingertips rubbed against the paper, making a "rustling" sound.

"Is that all?" There was no emotion in her voice.

"Yes, yes! Everything is here, and I fully obey your orders!" The head of the medical department straightened his hunched back in an instant, and said loudly while looking at the white wall in front of him.

The head of the medical department, a middle-aged man over forty with thinning hair, has been serving the port mafia conscientiously from the former leader to the modern leader, and has been serving the port mafia for ten years, rain or shine.

It stands to reason that he can be regarded as an old man who has seen the change of dynasties in Hong Kong and black, so he shouldn't be so panicked, but this group of supernatural beings can always come up with some new tricks for him, and rub the poor three views under his feet.

The Hong Kong and Black Medical Department is also considered a legend in the industry.Their previous leader became the leader of the previous generation. The song "Superior" sang the earth-shattering weeping ghosts and gods, and the legendary life of abandoning medicine and going to politics shocked many people's eyes.

Not to mention the modern leader, the youngest cadre in Hong Kong and black, a man who has written the word "terror" on his face since he was a teenager.

The head of the medical department and Osamu Dazai are actually very close. After all, the other party comes to him every now and then to ask for sleeping pills and medicines that can relieve pain.Later, Zhongyuan Zhong also joined the organization, and Osamu Dazai has since become a key household in the ICU ward. Every time Mr. Minister sees him, he subconsciously suffers from a heart attack.

You may not believe it, but the ward of the medical department is the building with the most black stitches in Hong Kong. Every grain of plaster here knows Chuya Nakahara's fist and Osamu Dazai's heroic appearance when he was beaten.

On the contrary, after An and Qianye joined Gang Hei, the frequency of Dazai Zhizhi visiting the infirmary was slightly less.He seemed to have found a new kind of fun. It was more interesting than making a little guy angry and being beaten into the infirmary. After entering the water, it was more interesting for Qianye to catch him with a fishing net. Add a meal.

Since Osamu Dazai found a new persecution candidate, the head of the medical department has been very relaxed for a while. Osamu Dazai occasionally came to the infirmary a few times not because of his own injuries, but because the worry-free little girl sent out a mission to make herself miserable. Mess.Osamu Dazai led her over with a frighteningly gloomy expression.

"The only survivor has been sent to Big Sister Hongye. I'm really fine...Wow, don't grab me by the collar." Qianye struggled twice in Dazai Osamu's hands, and the two exposed arms were densely covered with wind blade cuts. scars.

I heard that there is a very troublesome wind-type superpower among the enemies. Mr. Minister is not sure if the other party is the "survivor". torture.

"Doctor." Osamu Dazai raised his eyes and glanced at him slightly, and pushed the girl who was scratching the cat's paw on the chair, "Let Qianye have a look—after a while, I will personally interrogate him."

The minister knew that the second half of the sentence was not meant for him.Dazai Osamu was ordering his subordinates guarding the door to ask Ozaki Koyo to leave the prey to him.

Everyone understood the meaning of Osamu Dazai's words. How many people struggled with blood and tears were left on those seemingly white hands, and the methods of the entire interrogation department members could not compare with his few words.

Even though the murderous intent wasn't aimed at him, the medical minister shivered subconsciously.

——He was afraid that Osamu Dazai would say "it can't be cured, I want you to bury her with her."

No, really not, you are the one who likes to read the literature of the domineering lord Mary Su. Osamu Dazai has no bad tastes to this point, so don’t just make up some strange things.

"Or a medicine that doesn't taste bitter." The young girl at the time didn't care about Osamu Dazai's low pressure at all. She restlessly raised her blood-stained arm, as if she couldn't feel the pain from the wound at all.

"There is no medicine that is not bitter, Miss Anhe." Mr. Minister stroked his still thick hair, "but I can give you some honey water."

"No, I want to eat chocolate." She shook her calf, looked around, and reached into Osamu Dazai's coat pocket to search for it.The minister was afraid that the little ancestor would offend the big devil, so the words of dissuasion stuck in his throat, but they disappeared under Dazaiji's intentional or unintentional connivance.

When An and Qianye really took out a large handful of bulging toffee from the cadre's pocket, the head of the medical department decided to use his power for personal gain to test his vision and IQ for free today—he suspected that he had presbyopia and old age in advance dementia.

Is this person in front of you really Osamu Dazai?With a face that kills your whole family, your pockets are full of white rabbit toffee, one second you casually throw the members of the hostile organization into the torture chamber, and the next second you almost feed the candy into his mouth—do you want to do this? Double standard?

"Why no chocolate?" Qianye crumpled the candy wrapper unhappily, threw the toffee into his mouth and chewed, the scent of milk diluted the smell of disinfectant in the infirmary.

"I'll bring it to you tomorrow." Dazai Osamu said briefly, and raised his chin, signaling the doctor to bandage her.

The head of the medical department who showed his face numbly wrapped a bandage on Qianye's arm, took a pen and prescribed a few doses of medicine, and watched the two people, one tall and one short, leave side by side.

"Mr. Dazai, look! I am just like you." The little girl happily raised her bandage-wrapped arm, "O bandage that hides the power of darkness, I order you in the name of An and Qianye, the seal is released! "

... Good middle school two, exactly the same as Dazai cadre's "seal the evil power" eyes and rhetoric, it is worthy of being a student brought out by Dazai cadre himself, and he has really learned his essence.

The head of the medical department at that time was only so emotional in his heart, but not long after, the Dazai cadre became the leader of Dazai, and the little girl who followed him also became the top five cadres. It's time to wrap into dumplings.

The regular visitor of the Minister of the Medical Department has changed from this careless teacher and apprentice to the honest boy Atsushi Nakajima. The little tiger has a strong healing ability, and the bandages wrapped in the morning can be removed at night. love, I felt ten years younger.

"After today, I will definitely lose 20 years of my life." The minister with thinning hair said to himself in his heart, while berating the mafia's lifetime working years: why not let him retire!Could this happen if he retired earlier?The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Let's see if he travels far to the Tang Dynasty, what troublemaker can stop him from throwing his heart to freedom!

But he can't, the mafia is such an impersonal organization, even though his heart is full of tears, he must face the persecution from fate tenaciously.

Back to the original starting point, let's take a look at Mr. Minister's magical and collapsed day.

As the head of a department, he has passed the time of doing things by himself. Unlike Mr. Guangjin, who is always active in the front line of fighting, Mr. Minister is a health-preserving man holding a wolfberry thermos.Holding his beloved wolfberry tea, he leisurely watched the little nurses busy.

The invasion of hostile organizations did not attract the attention of him who had experienced great storms. Under the leadership of Osamu Dazai, the port mafia was as solid as gold, and no matter how hard they fought, they would never hit their medical staff.

When the little nurse's beautiful face knocked open the door of his office, the elder took a sip of tea slowly and said in a steady voice, "Young man, don't panic when you encounter something, first take out your phone and take a picture." video……"

"Ministry! The leader jumped off the building!" The little nurse held her face in both hands and turned into a shouting villain, with shadow lines all over her face.

"Don't panic, it's just jumping off a building, basic practice." Mr. Minister is still very calm, "You joined the organization late, so I don't know. Our boss has loved jumping from buildings since he was a child. With Mr. Zhongya and Dunjun around, he can't die..."

Halfway through the speech, his back was wet with cold sweat.

Today, a hostile organization tried to break into their sphere of influence, Mr. Chuya and Dun Jun are fighting against the enemy outside!Can't make it back!

"From the top floor of Ganghei to the bottom...about ten seconds? No, no, not so much, six seconds, five seconds or less..." He lost his expression in an instant, and the thermos in his hand fell to the ground, and the wolfberry spilled land.

He couldn't imagine the real weight of the words "the leader committed suicide", which made him shudder even thinking about it.

"Where's the corpse?" After a long time, Mr. Minister recovered his voice, "Where's the leader's corpse?"

"What are you talking about?" Shouting that the little nurse returned to her normal appearance, she gave her boss a strange look, "With Mrs. An and Mrs. An around, why did something happen to the leader?"

Oh yes, and Mrs. Ann and Mrs.Mr. Minister breathed a sigh of relief. He thought of his unpromising appearance just now, cleared his throat, and taught, "Since it's nothing serious, why are you so nervous?" This scared the baby to death.

"It's scary just because Mr. Anhe is here." The little nurse said quietly, "You don't even know what that adult did."

After the leader fell into a coma due to the force of the fall, Mr. Ann and adults threw him into the ICU ward without saying a word. He was anesthetized with a single injection, which frightened the doctors on duty in the infirmary to lose color.

That's the leader!Anhe, what are you doing!Will be killed, absolutely will be killed!

As the leader, Dazai Osamu is an absolute authoritarian, let alone disobeying him, if you gasped in front of him, you would doubt that you would be killed on the spot.

Except for Mrs. An He, who is much preferred by him, no one dared to order his subordinates to sneak the leader to the infirmary like a cat, and even disregarded his wishes, he was anesthetized and sent straight to heaven.

If it were someone else, he would be ordered to be killed by the gangsters in Hong Kong and flee to the end of the world, but that is Master An He, who has won the "Most Popular Boss in the Port Mafia" award for three consecutive years. .

No one dared to raise an opinion. In a sense, An and Qianye's popularity in Hong Kong and Hei was several levels higher than that of Dazai Zhizhi.

"Although the leader has always trusted Ann and adults, the leader will definitely be angry if she does this!" The little nurse felt uneasy, "I want to take her to elope, and I will protect the happiness of Ann and adults!"

There are too many dramas, young man, you will be fine with Mrs. Anhe who eloped with you, but you will be killed by the leader.

Mr. Minister just drank a sip of wolfberry tea and coughed in his throat. Just as he was about to change into clean clothes, a little nurse with a shouting expression hurried in and said out of breath, "Mr. Let the minister go and give the leader a full body check."

In an instant, the minister's already bald head suddenly lost a few hairs, which made the barren land worse.He touched his still beating heart, and said miserable words, "It's over now."

Some friends may want to ask, why does a full-body examination for the leader make the head of the dignified medical department feel that the sky is falling?

It's simple, because there is a PY transaction that has been maintained for several years.

As we all know, Anhe Qianye is extremely strict with Dazai's eating habits and sleep time. She can listen to Dazai for everything, but these two things have no way.

Even if Osamu Dazai exhausted his cunning, eloquent, and eloquent sophistry, and even pulled out the cat and cat coquettish stunt from the bottom of the box, she was not moved, and her cold eyes swept across the cafeteria special offer The chief bento made sure that every vitamin was arranged exactly.

"If I let Qianye know that I drink black coffee as water, she will definitely confiscate all the coffee beans in the office." The leader of the port mafia sat in the dark room with a deep expression on his face. People who didn't know thought he was there Thinking about the terrorist plot affecting Yokohama, only Mr. Minister who stood respectfully in front of him was powerless to complain.

When he was suddenly called to the office by the leader, he was so scared that he almost died on the spot. Except for the few people who were stationed in the leader's office, whoever went in and lay down stood up.

So you called him here just for this?Is it because Mr. Zhongye and Dunjun are not good enough for you? You have to drag the old man over to force dog food?

"For the future of the port mafia," Osamu Dazai said slowly, making up his mind, "give me perjury."

For the first time, the loyal minister of the medical department licked his ear with his little finger in front of the leader disrespectfully: Hello?The wind was too strong and I didn't hear it clearly. Am I blind to the sense of sight that middle school students come to find a doctor to write a note to avoid the dean?Is there something wrong with you couple?

Even though the complaints in his heart turned into sea water and drowned him, Mr. Minister nodded his head with difficulty due to the power, and agreed to this fraudulent incident, which lasted for several years.

- and then, he's about to roll over now :)

"Doctor." I flipped through the reports one by one, and my eyes stayed on the stomach examination, which focused on people's detection. "What's going on with this shadow, can you explain it?"

If "I"'s memory movie is correct, Osamu Dazai's stomach problem should be cured by "I" working day and night.

"This, uh, because, because the cafeteria provided fungus today! That's right, it's fungus!" The head of the medical department wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. gone."

"Your fungus looks like this? It really taught me a lot." I sneered, "Then explain again, why was there blood in his mouth when he was sent to the infirmary? I chose the best protective pad, absolutely It’s impossible to cough up blood from the shock.”

Stomach bleeding, Osamu Dazai, it's really you.

The poor Mr. Minister was almost drowned in cold sweat. He neither dared to tell the truth nor dared not to tell the truth.

Do whatever you two villainous couples do with him, I will be a good man again in 20 years.

Suddenly there was no movement nearby, I glanced suspiciously, and was amused by Mr. Minister's expression of death.

Alright, it's obvious from this expression who is the culprit, why bother to embarrass the old man, it's Dazai Osamu's fault on the left and right, and I'll leave it to "me" to settle it slowly.

Me: I suddenly sighed a little, my cat is more obedient, Hong Kong and Heilongjiang don’t support people, look at the child’s thinness.

I waved them away and sent Xinhu Feishazi's recipe to Hong Kong Hei Canteen.

Crabmeat and coffee are banned this week, and green peppers and carrots are appropriate.

"Mr. Nakaya? Atsushi?" I tilted my head to look at the duo outside the door, "Mr. Dazai is still under anesthesia. Come see him later. I'm busy with finishing work today."

So hurry up and work overtime for me, Osamu Dazai will die suddenly if he stays up late.Such a big Hong Kong gangster can't find anyone who can read the documents for the leader, so what's the use of these younger brothers.It has been said not to always recruit some dropout children, but also to transport some population from the university!We're a mafia not a gangster's club.

"Why did Dazai suddenly jump off the building?" Nakahara pushed down the brim of his hat, "Do you want me to beat him up for you?"

"Well, Mr. Nakaya, Mr. Dazai is already lying in the ICU ward." Atsushi Nakajima waved his hands desperately, "If you hit your head again, it will break!"

"If you don't hit him, his brain will be broken." Zhong Yuanzhong was not moved, and only looked at me questioningly.

"I have ordered the kitchen to ban crabmeat and coffee this week, and change it to a feast of green peppers and carrots." I smiled kindly, "Only for the chief's office."

Okay, this is Anhe Qianye.

Zhong Yuanzhong also left with peace of mind. He is now in a very comfortable mood, and even reading overtime documents is much happier.Nakajima asked me to convey his concerns to Osamu Dazai, and hurriedly followed Chuya Nakahara.

"Mr. Dazai, don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up." I sat by the hospital bed and looked at Sleeping Beauty with my head supported, "The anesthetic I gave you can indeed last longer, but it is for ordinary people. With your resistance The medicine should have woken up 3 minutes ago."

Osamu Dazai's eyelashes trembled, he slowly opened his foggy eyes, and looked at me without blinking, "Who are you?"

"Wow, is it an amnesia meme?" I lazily said, "The love affair between a mafia boss who accidentally loses his memory and the innocent girl who saves him... good story, little girls will love it."

"..." Dazai Osamu didn't speak, the anesthesia was still there, his body was conscious but he couldn't move much, he could only turn his head sideways, his soft black hair slowly brushed against my palm.

"Are you acting like a spoiled child?" I curled his short hair with my fingers, "You're so restrained. If it's the Dazai-san I know, there will be more tricks I can use now."

"Did you know Osamu Dazai?" Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and pressed his face against my palm, "Then, where is my Qianye?"

"Mr. Dazai has an answer in his heart?" I took out a toffee from my pocket and fed it to him, "In my world."

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth, his thin pale lips sucked away the candy I fed him, and the tip of his bright red tongue left a wet and short-lived touch, and he left as soon as he touched it.

I paused for a moment, and my voice was tinged with surprise, "Hey—the accident was accepted very quickly. Is there anything else you want to ask, Mr. Dazai? Let me explain in advance, I am actually very innocent."

I am completely an innocent victim of being involved, you can hold the [book] to the limit and operate, and our side is still fighting for the [book] without seeing the slightest shadow.

"Did Qianye do it? It seems that I have successfully died once." Osamu Dazai looked up at the white ceiling, his voice was extremely soft, "Why did you save me? Let me wake up from this decaying oxidized world. okay?"

"Not good." I put a candy in my mouth and said calmly, "Although your life belongs to you legally, I have no right to interfere. But Mr. Dazai hasn't forgotten, right? I'm a mafia."

"Mafia is not fucking," I pulled the quilt for him, Dazai Osamu's eyes moved with my movements, I continued, "Why did I save you? There is no reason, because I am willing, because I will not allow you to die , you won’t die.”

"I was not prepared for the first time, and there will be no next time." I looked down at him from top to bottom, with an indifferent expression, "You can think that I am making trouble for no reason, or you can try your best to continue courting death - until it touches my bottom line, It won't be so easy to let you go."

"Some scary things will happen," I said softly. "I personally like it very much. Mr. Dazai, who belongs only to me, sounds very exciting."

"I'm a girl with perfect mobility." I poked Dazai Osamu's small side of his face that was bulging with toffee in his mouth, "Are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"I'm so dizzy," Dazai Osamu heard my dangerous speech, his eyes lit up strangely, like a galaxy full of stars.He put on the coquettish tone that I am familiar with, not as proficient as the Dazai Osamu I know, but it is enough to soften the heart, "Qianye give me a rub."

"Okay, close your eyes." I sat on the edge of the bed, pressed my thumb on Osamu Dazai's temple, and slowly massaged it clockwise.

Although the leader Dazai here is many times more dangerous than Osamu Dazai on my side, it hasn't changed much for me.The undisguised connivance, the best giving, the undefended exposure of weaknesses, the intimate and cute coquettish attacks... No matter where we are, we always prefer each other.

The only difference may be that this is a special adult theater, the mafia is really a dirty place, even as pure as me, I was taken to be impure.

It's right to defect, maybe the Hong Kong gangsters over there are even dirtier than here. Thinking about Mori Ogai's supernatural name, this man who single-handedly brought the entire organization into the Midnight Channel is so terrifying!

"Qianye?" Osamu Dazai, who was drowsy from my superb cat stroking skills, half-opened his eyes and looked at me questioningly, and asked me with a nasal voice, "What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking about the connection between Hong Kong gangster leaders and adult theater." I covered his eyes with my hand and sighed, "The world is indeed full of philosophy, and philosophy is the key to saving the world."

Osamu Dazai laughed in the darkness, "It's something Qianye would say, tell me about that world."

Telling stories is what I do best.

I cleared my throat, "The story begins on a dark and windy night, when a tragic extermination case happened in an ordinary residential house..."

Osamu Dazai listened quietly until he heard me tell the story of André Gide's death and Mr. Odasaku's family moving to Tokyo. He suddenly let out a low breath.

"Friend...?"

The author has something to say: Anhe? A super-class cat-handling master? Qianye: It’s a new cat!I'm fine, I can, I'm going to roll him out of his stomach!

Butei Jae: Lost Smile

Executive Qianye: It's a new cat!Let's go! (repeat)

The Shuangzai who can't coexist peacefully & Qianye who hit it off

Neptune, that loves to share (no)