Get rid of the slag and attack me and the disabled boss [Transmigration Book]

He Jimin didn't believe it at first.

About turning around and meeting Xing Zhuo.

But the other party was really standing in the snow.

"I'm serious, if your feet are still walking outside, then—" He Jimin squeezed his phone and sneezed.

"Why is the umbrella I gave you useless?" Xing Zhuo said.

He Jimin looked up at the source of the voice, and saw a black umbrella hanging over his head.

The owner holding the umbrella is Xing Zhuo who is standing in front of him now with his pocket in his pocket.

He Jimin suddenly felt unreal again, he stretched out his hand to pinch Xing Zhuo's face, and then said to him, "Are you crazy now?"

"Don't you know what's on your feet? You're still running around, you—" He Jimin didn't finish counting, his neck felt warm.

Xing Zhuo reached out and took off the black scarf around his neck, and wrapped it around He Jimin's neck, "I rarely come out at night, so I came to the hospital to change the gauze."

"It's not running around," Xing Zhuo said, placing the edges and corners of the scarf neatly around He Jimin's neck, "The gauze was half changed, and it was said that there was an emergency department for pregnant women, and there were not enough people on duty at night. I was delayed on my feet for a while."

After Xing Zhuo finished speaking, He Jimin moved a little further away.

"The phone was crowded just now, and it was on silent, and I haven't heard Jinnan's call." After Xing Zhuo finished speaking, he looked at He Jimin and said, "This level of snow, someone is still covering his face with his face up." , if it’s crazy, it shouldn’t be me.”

After hearing Xing Zhuo's words, He Jimin sneezed, turned his face away from the umbrella and slapped three times in a row against the dense snow that had already fallen outside the umbrella.

Then the snot started to come down.

Xing Zhuo on the opposite side reached out again, took out a tissue in his pocket and wiped He Jimin's nose, "So what were you doing just now?"

"I let you speak." He Jimin buried his face in the scarf, "You can't stand upright at all now, give me the car, and I'll take you back."

Xing Zhuo opened his umbrella in silence.

He Jimin took the umbrella by himself, and slapped Xing Zhuo's face, "I'll say it again, I'll take you home now, and give me the key."

"I came back to get the key," Xing Zhuo turned his head and looked back, "If it fell in the outpatient room just now."

"Tell me about the location," He Jimin looked at Xing Zhuo's tall figure, and now he reacted like a log when he spoke. With a dark fire in his heart, he put the umbrella back into Xing Zhuo's hand, "You take it , just sit here." He Jimin arranged for Xing Zhuo to sit where he had just sat, and he planned to turn back to get the key first. When he saw Xing Zhuo's staring eyes before leaving, he scolded him, " You'll know how powerful it is when you're lame."

Just as He Jimin was about to leave after scolding, Xing Zhuo grabbed his hand from behind.

"You fucking——" He Jimin opened his mouth and wanted to curse again, but he saw Xing Zhuo stretching out his hand with an umbrella, and said,

"Xueda, take the umbrella."

Now the umbrella stood between the two of them, and Xing Zhuo's head turned white in a short while.

The words He Jimin wanted to scold just now were thoroughly poured from head to toe. He Jimin still didn't take the umbrella in the end, and reached out to touch Xing Zhuo himself. Finally, he took out a cigarette, and said after rubbing the fire, "I No need." After He Jimin finished speaking, he put the umbrella on Xing Zhuo's head again, turned around and walked away holding a cigarette.

When He Jimin turned around, the cigarette in his mouth was inhaled the most, and he was holding back his lungs even when he wanted to cough.

He Jimin took a few steps and then stopped.

Because there are now two creaking footsteps on the snow.

The other has been following behind him since just now.

He Jimin didn't even turn his head, and asked directly, "Xing Zhuo, do you still want your feet?"

"The place is out of the way, you can't find it." Xing Zhuo came over from the side, propping his umbrella on He Jimin's head, "I'll help you see if I can hurry up."

In order to save time for Xing Zhuo, He Jimin walked ahead and let Xing Zhuo follow behind.

When I finally went to get the keys from the table, the doctor on duty pushed the glasses and saw Xing Zhuo who was standing now and asked in disbelief, "Did you change the gauze here just now?"

Xing Zhuo swept the snow off his body, and by the way, swept out the snow residue embedded in the back of He Jimin's wool, and replied, "It's me."

The doctor stood up directly, staring at Xing Zhuo's feet, "Then what, as I said just now, the wound on your foot has been split for the second time when you came here, and the wound was sutured very well. I can't watch it anymore, why are you still walking by yourself and coming back?"

The doctor saw that the man was carrying another one, so he told him, "You are his friend. If he is in such a situation, don't let him move around anymore, otherwise he is really young. If he loses something bug."

"Well, I'll pay attention later," He Jimin took the key, apologized to the doctor on duty, and squatted down in front of Xing Zhuo when he went out.

"What are you doing," Xing Zhuo said, but he still walked straight forward.

"You can't walk this distance," He Jimin directly reached out and pulled Xing Zhuo's pants, then raised his head and said, "I'll carry you on my back."

Xing Zhuo turned his face away, paused for a long time without speaking, and finally only gave He Jimin a sideways look, "No need."

In the end, He Jimin froze for a while and really felt that if he continued to spend so much time with Xing Zhuo, he would just help Xing Zhuo buy the abductee tomorrow.

"Then sit on the chair at the door for a while," He Jimin said, turning the key in his hand, "I'll drive there now, and you can go directly to the door later."

The world outside was completely blank. No one expected that the first snow in winter could fall like this.

There was a nurse standing by the guide desk at the entrance of the hospital. When he walked this way, he wanted to close the window in the hallway, and saw a big man sitting upright. The nurse turned around to remind Xueer a little bit, so that people could pay attention. Don't sit in the wind, when she walked over, she saw the whole face of this person, she just blinked her eyes and followed the other person's face for a while, then smiled and said, "You must like snow very much." Bar?"

Xing Zhuo on the other end heard someone talking to him, so he turned around and asked, "How did you find out?"

The nurse went over and pulled the glass door in, before saying, "Because you laughed."

He Jimin is now stuffing his face into the scarf Xing Zhuo gave him. The parking lot is huge, and it took He Jimin only a few minutes to find the car. Xing Zhuo's car was parked outside, on the window outside. There was a thin layer of snow now, and when He Jimin started the car, he saw the sewing bag that he had seen at Xing Zhuo's house on the co-pilot.

Because He Jimin dared to take the time, he didn't have time to take a closer look at it now, and he always felt that the sewing bag was still new.

He Jimin sneezed all the way, and when the car arrived at the entrance of the hospital and shouted at Xing Zhuo who was sitting in the lobby, He Jimin realized how heavy his nasal voice was now.

Now that the snow is getting denser, even if He Jimin's double flashes are fully activated, he can only see a vague shadow of Xing Zhuo who is walking here.

He Jimin got out of the car directly with the umbrella, walked a few more steps, and stepped into the car to meet Xing Zhuo, "Whether you can go back on this road now is a question."

An umbrella, when it was taken back, was already covered with scabs of snow.

He Jimin couldn't control the ups and downs of his teeth, and almost bit his tongue several times when he turned his head to talk to Xing Zhuo, "I have to check the bleeding of your wound when I go back."

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"Okay," Xing Zhuo replied to him.

But it was also not easy to go back, the road was already blocked to death because of the snow.

He Jimin glanced at the current time before he remembered that he connected the car's Bluetooth and called Jiang Xiaofei.

"Jimin," Jiang Xiaofei complained on the other end, "Why didn't you answer my call just now, I'm dying of panic."

"Send me your location now, it's snowing a little bit, I'll pick you up now," He Jimin reached out to touch the cigarette, glanced at Xing Zhuo's place by the way, hung up the phone and said, "It's Jiang Xiaofei, with her I went out to buy some things, and I came out first when there was something urgent in the middle, so I couldn't just throw her on the road tonight."

Xing Zhuo turned his head and didn't speak.

But I don't know if He Jimin's misjudgment, as long as he tilts his head, he always feels that Xing Zhuo——

laughing.

The straight-line distance from the hospital to the gift shop is only two kilometers away. The time spent on the ink stains on the road is now a lot more effort than when I came here. When I saw Jiang Xiaofei at the place, her mouth was frozen purple, waiting She opened the co-pilot's door and found Xing Zhuo sitting inside, so she said, "Can you sit back, I want to have a few words with Jimin."

It was windy and snowy outside, when Jiang Xiaofei walked over from the roadside store, his head was covered with white.

Before Xing Zhuo opened his mouth, He Jimin directly interjected, "It's not convenient for him to move his feet, you sit back."

Jiang Xiaofei's nose was red from the cold, and his brows were furrowed together because of He Jimin's words, "But——"

"Hurry up," He Jimin didn't let Jiang Xiaofei speak.

When the three of them were sitting in the car, the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. He Jimin saw that it was unlikely that Xing Zhuo would be sent back under the current situation, so he went directly to the intersection in front of him and turned a corner. Leading people to turn in the opposite direction, saying, "My house is close to here, so I will stay here for the first night tonight."

Jiang Xiaofei who was behind obviously had some opinions, but in the end he held back and didn't say anything.

When I went back, there was an aunt who didn't go back because of the blizzard at night, so there was no one else.

He Jimin got out of the car and walked into the house with Xing Zhuo's arm, "Sit still when you enter the house later."

Jiang Xiaofei on the other side was completely soaked, she threw the coat on the ground when she entered the door, pointed to the auntie who was waiting on the side to change shoes, and said, "You too, I really don't want to wink, I didn't see that I'm covered all over now. Are you all wet, why don't you hurry up and bring a towel over here."

The aunt stood in a daze for a while before agreeing to go inside.

But He Jimin opened his mouth and stopped her first, "Auntie, go to the second floor to get some medical alcohol."

"He Jimin?!" Jiang Xiaofei exploded as he stood at the door, and the girl's voice was now raised, "From now on when you leave the house, are you going to target me on purpose?"

"That clerk who is dying, and Xing Zhuo who I don't know where to bring, you can't tell the difference, which is more important?" Jiang Xiaofei rubbed his hair and stretched out his hands, crying and ran upstairs. Finally, she slammed the door with a bang.

Xing Zhuo looked up and said, "Aren't you going to coax?"

He Jimin didn't answer, frowned and pushed Xing Zhuo's leg onto his knee, "I just said, the condition of the soles of your feet may be unavoidable infection," He Jimin gently pulled the upper layer of gauze Open, and finally cleaned the wound carefully again, muttering in his mouth, "If you look at it this way, you will still have a scar in the end."

"It's good to keep this scar," Xing Zhuo said.

He Jimin suddenly raised his head, saw Xing Zhuo's indifferent expression, and asked directly, "You still think you don't have enough scars?"

What he said in a hurry was somewhat hurtful. When He Jimin said this, he realized that he had touched Xing Zhuo's wound again, and wanted to say something soft, but before he could open his mouth, he felt that Xing Zhuo Moved this way, and finally He Jimin stretched out his hand to put an arm on Xing Zhuo's shoulder, "Speak up if you have something to say."

"This wound is different," Xing Zhuo stared at He Jimin and said word by word,

"Because you gave it to me."

"I would like to keep it."