King of 25 Cubs

At that moment Fyodor looked at me like he was looking at an idiot.

"If I don't get in the car, I'll leave." He put his hand on his lips and told the driver in a flat tone: "Drive...cough cough cough..."

Ivan Goncharov, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at me coldly, and then said warmly: "Good master, I will take you away immediately."

"Fei Jia, didn't you want me? Why did it look like I was pestering you?"

I raised my eyebrows, leaned my upper body into the car, pressed my hands heavily on Fyodor's shoulders, and said sinisterly: "You can't run away when you see me, even if you don't want to go to quarantine today, you have to give me Go to quarantine."

Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, Gogol let out a "chi chi" laugh, and then unexpectedly joined in the fun.

He pressed Fyodor's other shoulder: "If you are sick, you must be cured. In this special period, even if A Tuo doesn't think about yourself, you should also think about those of us who often come into contact with you~"

"Yeah, yeah, didn't you come into contact with Americans, who knows if that American is carrying the virus."

Gogol and I "nailed" Fyodor to the car seat on the left and on the right.

"If you dare to drive, I will tear your master in half with Gogol."

I threatened Ivan Goncharov, then turned to look at Fyodor: "Of course, you can also use supernatural powers to deal with me, but even if you do it a hundred and eighty times today, I will get you into it." The isolation room of the hospital!"

I, Gao Sui, Niu Gulu, Maria, Bald Qiang, Lychee, Matilda, Coca-Cola, Yugo, if I can’t successfully isolate the demon Fyodor today, I will write my name upside down!

Fyodor turned his head, and his penetrating deep eyes fell on me, as if he was exploring something.

Then he chuckled lightly and said indifferently, "Then wait for the ambulance to come."

His no-nonsense attitude seemed to say: Let me see what you want to play.

Ten minutes later, the ambulance drove over with a "beep beep" and sent all four of us to the district hospital.

"Being quarantined together, I can't get out, and you can't get out, so you are satisfied?"

Fyodor, who had just had a lung CT scan, sat on the hospital bed and asked sarcastically.

I sat on the edge of another hospital bed with my legs crossed, and tapped my knees with my fingertips: "I'm not dissatisfied with changing the limit."

After I finished speaking, my dark eyes fell on Fyodor.

Even if he was sick, he was not idle at the moment, he was still flipping through a book.

The young man lowered his head slightly, his delicately lined side face covered by his hair was pale and bloodless, just like the distant mountains in Siberia covered with frost and snow for millions of years.

It's also a bit like the first time I saw him in the cafeteria of Haichang High School.

——Slender, clean and fragile, with eyes like jelly fruits, and a little shy boy.

But most of these are just the illusions he pretended to get close to me.

Fyodor is Yokohama who left last winter, and it has been more than three months since I returned to meet this person when I was 8 years old.

Goodbye now, but there is an illusion that a long time has passed, so long that it spans a person's life, and the last time we sat together in peace like this, it seems like a lifetime away.

"To be honest, I miss the first time I met you in the Haichang canteen."

I said in a flat tone without emotion: "If only you were the boy who would be upset about a chicken leg, that would be fine."

Fyodor paused with his hand turning the pages of the book, but there was no response. He leaned his back against the head of the bed, bowed his waist slightly, and coughed intermittently.

I spread the quilt for myself: "The results of the nucleic acid and antibody reports will not come out until the day after tomorrow, and we have to stay in the hospital for two days. Please advise me during these two days."

Fyodor gave a soft "hmm",

Gogol has been missing since just now, and I suspect that he left the hospital directly with his supernatural power; as for Ivan Goncharov, he may have been taken away by Gogol by the way.

It was just the two of us in the ward, and it was always too quiet when no one was talking except for Fyodor's coughing.

There was no window in the ward, and the moonlight outside could not be seen. The energy-saving lamps that were pale enough to be dazzling fell on the pages of the book. Fyodor pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly.

He closed the book, turned his head, and his purple eyes fell on me.

He also seemed to feel that such silence was too empty and lonely, so he spoke slowly:

"When I was young, I had a dream one Christmas night. It was a very real dream, as if I had spent a short life in the dream."

"In my dream, I changed from a child to an adult, but there was always a little girl named 'Maria' by my side, that little girl..."

Fyodor paused, as if he was considering his words: "She is very dependent on me and trusts me to help me unconditionally, as if I am the only one in her world."

"That's my little girl."

Fyodor slightly raised the corners of his lips, and the smile in his eyes flashed away.

"I wanted to find her and make up for what I owed her, so I returned to my hometown—a small town near Moscow. In fact, I didn't have any good feelings for that small town. My mother died of illness very early, and my father was an alcoholic. Bao, once I got him drunk and succeeded in killing him."

"After returning to the small town, I met a little girl, but I'm not sure if she is the person in my dream. But compared to Maria in the dream, she is smarter and more courageous. The first The first time we met, he pretended to be me and called the police, and I was hunted down by the "rat of the dead house" for a long time. "

"I wanted to make sure she was my Maria, so I did some bad things. But unfortunately, I miscalculated. After the orphanage bombed, she was taken away by a Japanese man, and I couldn't beat the man. .”

"Fortunately, I went to Japan and finally found her."

Fyodor stretched out his hand to me, his voice was warm and friendly, and he said without hesitation, "I have been looking for someone since a long time ago, and you are the person I am looking for, and our reunion is the best proof."

I looked at his delicate palm lines, pursed my lips and said nothing.

Seeing that I didn't respond, he still raised his hand and said sincerely, "Now that I've given you my hand, are you willing to accept me again?"

I rolled my eyelids, and said with a smirk: "I didn't expect you to be a child|female control, why don't I give you the contact information of the head of Mafia at the port, so you can share your experience?"

Fyodor: "..."

He picked up the book in his lap again and stopped talking to me.

He looked at that page for a long time, but never turned it over.

I stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

The prevention and control measures of this hospital are not in place. The entire floor is full of patients who have not been diagnosed and are staying in the hospital for observation. There is no separate bathroom in the ward, and the only way to go to the bathroom is on this floor.

The management is also very lax. Patients are walking around in the corridors. In the doctor's office, there is only one person in protective clothing writing a book. I don't know if it is a doctor or a nurse.

I knocked on the door: "Hello, do you need antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs for patient 2 in Ward 0203?"

"0203? Let me see..."

The man called up the disposition on the computer: "Dostoyevsky, right? Oral medicine, ibuprofen capsules and cephalosporin tablets, will be delivered in a while."

"OK, thanks."

I left the office and wandered back to Ward 2.

The door of the ward was closed at the moment, and the nurse's cart was parked at the door. I glanced around and secretly opened the paper package marked "0203" while no one was there.

Quickly opened the capsule and poured out the powder, I took out the APTX4869 that Shirley gave me from my pocket, and moved the powder inside into the ibuprofen capsule shell.

After popping the capsule and repacking it into the pouch, I restored the contents of the cart to its original state and continued strolling down the hallway.

After doing all this, I walked happily in the corridor of the hospital, and then...suddenly saw someone who shouldn't be here——

The teenager in a black trench coat sat on a bench in the hospital corridor, refusing the pills handed over by the nurse.

"I don't have a cold, it's just that I ate too much spicy curry!"

Akutagawa tried hard to emphasize.

I:"……"

Of course the nurse couldn't understand Japanese, so she echoed "yesyes" in English casually, and handed the water glass to Akutagawa.

"I'm really not sick!"

"yes yes!"

"Where is Mr. Dazai?"

"Yes yes!" "

"What is this medicine for?"

"yes yes!"

Akutagawa frowned, pointed at the medicine bottle, and asked stutteringly, "this, do, what?"

The nurse also frowned, full of doubts. She herself spoke English with a Russian accent, and she couldn't understand Akutagawa's loose English that smelled like cherry blossoms.

Akutagawa's tone was vicious, and he repeated: "this, do, what?"

The nurse was silent for a while, probably guessing what Akutagawa wanted to ask, but she couldn't answer in English, so she covered her head and made a dizzy movement, and then "coughed coughed" a few times while covering her chest.

I guess she probably meant to say: cure dizziness and cough caused by cold.

It's really hard for a nurse to do such exaggerated movements while wearing heavy protective clothing.

But the cough didn't get through the suit, causing her to act like a faint and chest pain.

Akutagawa might have misunderstood the meaning. He stared wide-eyed with a look of vigilance on his face. After racking his brains for a long time, he finally remembered a word that was often used in the port of Mafia: "poison?" (poison)

The nurse really couldn't understand, so she had to continue to echo: "yesyes!"

Akutagawa: "..."

He stood up suddenly, and the poor nurse was strangled by Rashomon and pressed against the wall.

"Is it embarrassing to go to a foreign country to do medical work?" I sighed while covering my forehead, and shouted to Akutagawa, "That's cold medicine."

My voice instantly attracted Akutagawa's attention.

"I told you I don't have a cold, I just ate too much spicy curry... Cough cough cough, no, that's not the point!"

Akutagawa let go of the nurse, I gestured for the nurse to leave quickly, and asked him, "Why did you get here?"

"This question is what I want to ask." Akutagawa turned his head and stared at me, his dark eyes radiating death rays: "Why are you here? Where are you hiding Mr. Dazai...cough cough cough cough!"

Listening to Akutagawa's cough as if he had never been better, I couldn't help falling into silence.

Someone is afraid that I will be bored in the hospital, so he specially sent someone in to play for me? ? ?

I scratched my hair and said helplessly, "Why don't we sit down and have a good chat?"

"I have nothing to talk to you, hand over Mr. Dazai quickly! I know he is here!"

"You answer my question first, and I'll tell you where Dazai is."

After some clichés, I finally figured out the reason why Akutagawa appeared here—he just happened to be on his annual vacation, and he just happened to get the information that "Mr. city ​​of.

If I were Dazai, I would be moved to tears.

But these "just in time" happened too just in time.

It's all here, I feel that I must make the best use of everything, so I patted Akutagawa's shoulder and said seriously:

"Akutagawa, Mr. Dazai entrusted you with a job to take care of the patient in the 2nd ward. Do you know that you must not let him go out?"

Unexpectedly, Akutagawa has grown up, unlike before when he heard Dazai's name and rushed forward foolishly.

"How do I know that what you said was Mr. Dazai's order, not lying to me?"

Hey, I have made progress, and I know that I have raised doubts.

In order to fool Akutagawa into lameness, I said persuasively, "Look, I have a pretty good relationship with you Mr. Dazai, right?"

Akutagawa's eyes turned cold, and he snorted softly as if disdainful.

"The reason why you came here is also because you got the information that he is here, but if you think about it carefully, is your Mr. Dazai so careless that he will leave you clues?"

Akutagawa hesitated for a moment: "No."

"That's right!" I tapped my palm: "He just asked you to come and help on purpose!"

"is that so……"

Akutagawa fell into deep thought, but his eyes lit up slightly.

I patted Akutagawa on the shoulder again, and drew a big cake for him: "Do it well, do this well, and your Mr. Dazai will definitely recognize you!"

Suddenly remembered something, I stretched out my hand to him: "Oh yes, bring your phone, I'll download a translation software for you. If I'm not here, the people in the ward will definitely request to go to the toilet, so you just answer him... "

·

After fooling Dazai's little fanboy, I went back to the ward.

At this moment the nurse just pushed the trolley into the ward and handed the medicine to Fyodor.

"Thank you."

Fyodor nodded slightly towards the nurse, took the pills politely, and put them on the bedside.

I glanced at him and said casually, "Don't you want to take medicine?"

There was an emotionless smile on the corner of Fyodor's lips: "Isn't it because you are afraid that you will poison it inside?"

I:"……"

"Just kidding, I still believe you."

fart!Believe me, you will eat it for me!

I took out the nail polish bottle and unscrewed the cap to refill my nails.

"Whether I like to eat or not, what does it have to do with me?"

I am still calm on the surface, but my heart has begun to go crazy.

"System, system, has the old Fei next door been discovered?!"

【Actually, no, Xiao Qi guessed that he was talking casually, but he is not sure whether there is any additive in the medicine; or he is just being vigilant and never takes the medicine given by others. 】

If this is the case, it is also understandable why this person is not easy to get better when he is sick, because he does not take medicine at all and relies on his body's self-healing ability!

"Whether it's a trick or not, he doesn't plan to take medicine now. What should we do? The aptx4869 Shirley gave me is only one pill!"

I was very anxious, and spoke quickly: "Knock him out directly, and then stuff the medicine into his mouth?"

[Then Fyodor will definitely use the ability, the host will go back in time, and then he will use the ability, and the host will go back in time... You will fall into an infinite loop, it depends on who gives up first. 】

The system said seriously: [According to my inference, you must be the host who gave up first, because there is no price for him to use his abilities, but the host has to die again and again. 】

"Do you have a way to let the medicine directly enter the blood without anyone noticing?"

[No, the weak, pitiful and helpless Xiaoqi can only help people make equivalent exchanges, such as transferring other people's hair to your head according to the split index, or using all the host's hair for 50 years to become stronger Opportunity. 】

"It can only be related to hair anyway?"

【right. 】

"...Why are you so useless?"

The system starts beeping:

[When you need hair, you call me Xiao Tiantian, when you don't need hair, you say "You are really useless", you are too realistic as the host! 】

There is no way to open the system here, so I started to think about other ways.

There is only one pill, so I can't waste it, so I grabbed it and took the paper bag on the bedside table: "If you don't take it, I'll give it to those children in the slums. It's pitiful that they lack medical care and medicine."

Fyodor glanced at the paper bag, showed a clear expression, and nodded slightly: "Please go ahead."

"Don't move here, I'll go buy some oranges."

Leaving this sentence behind, I walked out of the ward, and while the doctors and nurses were not paying attention to leaving the fever clinic, I called Pushkin: "Come to XX Hospital."

Half an hour later, Pushkin appeared outside the hospital with a look of lovelessness.

"It's already fucking late at night, why did you come to me... What do you mean by pulling out a knife?"

I put the knife into Pushkin's hand: "Come on, poke me."

Pushkin: "???"

"Isn't your ability that "Plague Banquet"? "

As if frightened by this sentence, Pushkin took a step back abruptly, his expression constantly changing: "What supernatural power, I can't understand what you are talking about!"

My tone was calm: "Stop pretending, I know you are a supernatural being. Do me a favor, now I need to get sick immediately."

Pushkin was about to collapse, covering his face and wailing: "I said big sister, if you want to get sick, why don't you just take off your clothes and get into the snow? Why do you have to bother me? You know how much I came across half of the Eastern District Is it easy?! The subway is out of service at this time, I can only take a taxi, and you will reimburse me for the fare? And how do you know that I am a supernatural person?"

"You turned me down?"

I took out my gun with a cold face: "It seems that you are useless, just kill it."

"...don't don't don't shoot! I made a mistake and I'll do it!"

Pushkin took the knife with trembling hands, and made a cut on my finger tremblingly.

The purple-black circular light array spun into the skin, and I felt my body temperature start to rise rapidly.

"Okay, okay, now I can sense that there is a virus in your body, and I can manipulate the virus to separate the strains."

Pushkin flicked his bangs, his eyes dodged.

"If you want someone to get sick, just scratch them and you can get it."

"Thank you, wait for me here for a while."

I made an "OK" gesture, went back to the ward, and took a syringe in the procedure room.

Hearing my footsteps, Fyodor didn't lift his head: "Have you bought the oranges?"

I raised the syringe and said cheerfully, "Fei Jia, what do you think this is?"

Fyodor glanced at it and said uninterestedly, "Syringe."

"Then do you know what this is for?"

Fyodor looked at me with a mentally retarded expression, pursed his lips and said nothing.

I held his hand affectionately, and poked his fingertip lightly with the syringe needle.

Fyodor looked at the blood dripping from his fingertips, and was a little speechless: "What are you playing-"

His voice stopped abruptly, and the purple-black circle appeared and disappeared again. Fyodor, who was already having a high fever, was instantly defeated by the illness, and fell swayingly on the bed.

"This orange is not very tasty."

He frowned and said, panting with difficulty, and the breath he exhaled was surprisingly hot.

"Sleep if you want to sleep, don't insist."

I said with a smile.

Although I didn't feel well, at least I didn't get sick before, and my condition was much better than Fyodor's.

It could be seen that Fyodor tried his best to stay awake, but unfortunately he was seriously ill before, and lost consciousness after only holding on for half a minute.

"It's not easy to put you to sleep."

I muttered something, took out the paper bag that contained the medicine, stuffed the capsule into Fyodor's mouth, and poured him a glass of water.

After a few minutes, the medicine took effect, and Fyodor woke up from the discomfort.

He was gasping for breath, his hospital gown was soaked in cold sweat, and his hands tightly clutching the material on his chest trembled uncontrollably.

But when he spoke again, his tone was still high and unhurried.

"Phew... So that's your purpose?" Fyodor smiled: "A virus with supernatural powers? It's pretty easy to use... Mmm!!!"

The pain in his heart caused the veins on the back of his hands to bulge, his face was pale, and his body curled up into a ball.

"What did you feed me?"

"The medicine I gave you has a very nice name, it's called 'Jiaozao Pill'."

I bent down slightly, condescending, and looked at him indifferently.

"Maria in the first week did not grow up as she wished until the end, and now our situation can finally be reversed."

"Fyodor, as long as you feel a little guilty and make up for that little girl, you shouldn't do the act of reaching out to ask her to join you again."

"If you really want to make up for it, you should come up with something practical, such as making up for the pocket money you owed her in those years first."

……

I walked out of the ward in a daze, greeted Akutagawa, and left the hospital secretly.

Snow fell outside at some point, and a gust of cold air with the smell of snow foam poured into his chest instantly when he breathed.

"Ahem...Pushkin?"

The goose feather snow drifted into my collar, and I shivered.

"Pushkin, where are you?"

I yelled again.

In the empty square, there is only wind under the street lamps except for snow.

"... won't run away?"

I muttered in a low voice, took out my mobile phone and called Pushkin, but no one answered.

"He really ran away?" I said in disbelief, "He doesn't want to live?!"

When I catch him, I will have him recite and silently write "If Life Deceives You" [-] times!

·

When Fyodor woke up, he found that under the quilt, except for a pair of shorts, there was nothing left of his clothes.

A set of bright red and green, looking very festive children's clothes in the style of a quilt with big Northeast flowers, was neatly stacked at the foot of the bed.

A note was attached to the top of the clothes, and an orange——

[Good boy, the new clothes and oranges are here, from now on you will be my son Tuo Xiaotaro. 】

Fyodor: "..."

He raised his hand, which was several sizes smaller, and looked at it coldly and without emotion, as if what he was looking at was not his own body, but something lifeless.

Then he wrapped his body in a sheet and jumped out of the bed. He almost fell down because he suddenly became shorter and did not grasp the height well.

He sneered, not knowing who he was laughing at.

Dragging his limp legs towards the door, he didn't even look at the new suit, and didn't even think about putting on the "big flower quilt" on his body.

However, as soon as he opened the door, the Rashomon Black Beast's face full of fangs appeared in front of his eyes, shaking its teeth and claws.

"I can't let you go out." Akutagawa said with a straight face.

"...I just went to the bathroom."

"Don't go."

Akutagawa's tone was stubborn, and he said solemnly: "As long as I can keep you in the ward, Mr. Dazai will recognize me."

Fyodor sighed: "Then may I ask your Excellency, how can I solve my physical problems?"

"This is your problem. I can't let you out anyway."

"What if you want to go to the bathroom too?"

Fyodor took a moment to talk.

"How can I be defeated by a small desire to urinate or defecate!"

"You are an ordinary human being, and of course ordinary human beings sometimes want to go to the toilet."

Fyodor changed the subject: "Otherwise, if you are worried about me running away, how about we go to the toilet together?"

Hearing the words "go to the bathroom together", Akutagawa suddenly recalled those years when he was cheated by Matilda, and the daily life when he was beaten up by Mr. Dazai.

The irritated Akutagawa stared at Fyodor, his heart was very irritable, and he seemed to want to use Rashomon to tear the man in front of him to pieces.

But for Mr. Dazai's approval, he held back, called the nurse, found out the translation software, and turned on the speaker.

Then, Fyodor heard an emotional female voice from the phone:

"Nurse, please give us two packs of diapers, thank you."

The author has something to say:

Tuo: It's not a wig, it's Tuo Kotaro!

Zai: I like to be a father?

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I have been looking for someone for a long time, and you are the one I am looking for, and our reunion is the best proof.

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, "White Nights"

Now that I have extended my hand to you, will you accept me?

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, "White Nights"

————感谢在2020-09-0423:04:05~2020-09-0518:51:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Fanhua Tuanfan; 6 bottles of Yiyi; 5 bottles of Nasuki; 1 bottle from Altec Star;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!