Wear it in the past

When Qingbai found Luo Hai, Luo Hai was sitting on a movable high chair and was cutting steak with a scalpel. He preferred medium rare, took off his gloves, and just took the knife to make a perfect cut on the scorched tender meat. Cut..., Qingbai's gloomy voice suddenly sounded from behind.Hearing the sound, Luo Hai almost slashed the tip of the knife across the plate and poked it directly into the wrist vein. His stiff back quickly recovered, he threw away the scalpel that was shining coldly in his hand, and calmly took out a tissue to wipe the unwarranted stains on his hands , turned around angrily, and shot at the people behind him with sharp eyes.

If Luo Hai could really shoot knives out of his eyes, he might have already cut the other party into 960 slices of moderately thick meat, and placed them on a plate with fresh flowers carved from radishes for people to cook and taste.

"The young master invited Dr. Luo to visit the house."

Regarding Qingbai's old-fashioned address to Lin Yue, as a typical Shanghai-style cleanliness man, Luo Hai rolled his eyes to express his disdain, and snorted: "Annoy-please-you-you-young-master-come to me later after I finish eating Visiting the doctor." He paused every word, obviously expressing his displeasure at the meat that was not put into his mouth just now.

Qingbai remained silent, raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Luo Hai took off his white coat and turned around to pack his medical things. The white shirt was meticulously worn. It was night, and after wearing the clothes for a whole day, there was still no wrinkle on the corners, and the leather shoes were still bright and clean.

"Who was injured this time? Where did the injury come from? A knife wound, a gunshot wound, or an internal injury...?" When he mentioned the internal injury, a sinister smile of unknown meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Qingbai's eyes were fixed, and he said a little strangely: "Internal injury... the young master's personal bodyguard." From Qingsong's description, it should be an internal injury, right?Um.

"Oh?" Qingbai's words made Luo Hai pause for a moment, with a thoughtful expression, personal bodyguard?When did Lin Yue get a job as a personal bodyguard?Or internal injury?Thinking of this, Luo Hai suddenly laughed, with a bit of intriguing in it, and his movements slowed down.

Seeing Luo Hai tidying things up slowly, Qingbai lowered his eyes, and the young master did not guess wrong.

"Please hurry up, Doctor Luo."

"How about it?"

Qingbai, who has always been rigorous, didn't react too much after being robbed by Luo Hai's words, and continued: "Before I came, the young master explained that if Dr. Luo didn't act quickly, he would order someone to change the decoration of the clinic to let him go. Doctor Luo is happy."

Hearing this, Luo Hai froze, turned his head and stared at Qingbai viciously, as if he was going to make a hole in someone's head: "Fuck him!" After finishing speaking, he closed the lid of the medicine box and threw it to the side Qingbai: "Take it!" and walked out first.

Qingbai took the medicine box, looked up, looked at Luo Hai's leaving back, and smiled.

As a clean freak, what Luo Hai hates the most is that his territory is messed up by outsiders. This can also be attributed to the fact that he is not only a clean freak but also a paranoid.

In a short while, Qingbai sent Luo Hai to Lin Yue's main house in Lanshan District.

I don't know how long it took, but He Yige felt that the smell of blood around him had faded a lot, there was no sticky feeling on his face, he could hear weak conversations in his ears, and his body was limp without any strength.He Yige tried to adjust his internal breath, wanting to find out what happened. After checking, he found that although his internal breath was not as stable as it was at first, it was no longer chaotic as before, except for the swelling in his abdomen and tight pain in his chest. , the needle pricking pain all over the body that appeared during punching has disappeared, and the joints that could not be broken due to the fundamental factors of this body in the past have been washed away after this chaos!He Yige felt strange and confused, couldn't help but adjust his breath again to investigate, and after confirming that his internal strength had risen again after this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, presumably it was a mistake, he was thinking in a daze, and fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

"Did you find out?" Lin Yue folded his hands and looked at Luo Hai solemnly.

When Luo Hai saw He Yige on the bed, He Yige had been wiped clean, and the bleeding stopped miraculously when he was placed on the bed.However, the large area of ​​trauma caused by the competition on his body was bruised and bruised, which was hideous and terrifying. When he turned over, there was a large opening on his back due to the impact.

Everything made the boy on the bed look extraordinarily fragile, and the injuries on his body made him no different from a rag doll.Luo Hai, who is rarely known for his hard-heartedness, also changed color on his face, and he glanced at Lin Yue as if he was looking at Yang Bailao.

"According to the description, the sudden bleeding from the seven orifices, according to the symptoms, it should be disseminated intravascular coagulation, the bleeding phenomenon caused by the loss of coagulation substances in a large area, the bleeding from the seven orifices is a manifestation... However, this is not dead, it is his fate Big, judging from his body, there may be some problems with his internal organs. If you don't wake up tomorrow, you'd better send him to my clinic, otherwise..." Luo Hai sneered, and didn't go any further. It is self-evident that more bad luck and less good.

Apply local anesthesia to He Yige, suture the eversioned flesh with tweezers and special needles and threads, the stitches look fine and neat, after suturing the blood on his back, apply medicine and bandage, after the boy's entire back is wrapped, a small part Wounds are easily healed.After finishing everything, Luo Hai looked at He Yige's body with a satisfied expression, as if admiring a work of his own.

After listening to Luo Hai's technical terminology, Lin Yue still frowned slightly and looked at the boy on the bed, leaning his back slowly to the back of the chair behind him, thoughtful.

that is it?

If Luo Hai knew the question in Lin Yue's mind, he would definitely put on a distorted expression and ask back: "What do you mean just like this?! What do you want?!"

Lin Yue had an intuition that if everything about the young man could be explained clearly in these pale terms...it was unlikely, there must be other reasons, but he couldn't see it yet, this strange feeling that was out of control made Lin Yue A little irritated.

Irritated, Lin Yue's body was stiffened by the sudden words. He looked at the boy with a chilling killing intent in his eyes. He has always been an elegant and casual man, and his dark and quiet eyes seemed to hide Turbulent, like an abyss, unfathomable.

Luo Hai took off his gloves, and reluctantly took the white towel provided by the servant of Lin's house to wipe his hands. Seeing Lin Yue's half face in silent thought, it turned out that he didn't listen to himself at all. A manic grass mud horse galloped past the Gobi Desert in my heart.

This guy is getting more and more defiant!

Luo Hai threw the snow-white towel that had only been wiped a few times directly into the trash can, closed the delicate and simple medicine box with a cold face like a noble white swan, and turned around, without even looking at everyone.

gone.

The comatose boy was lying on the bed with frowns tightly, his face turned sideways, the fever made him feel hot and uncomfortable, his cheeks also turned pink, and his snowy skin was powdery. The dense eyelashes cast a small shadow under the eye sockets, because the face is profiled, and the cheeks are so squeezed by the pillow, it looks like a round white steamed bun. It looks a little different Come on.