The sun in late summer and early autumn has slowed down, and the time Qiu Mo spends hanging out has gradually lengthened.There are not many things in the infirmary, and there is no need for him to stay in the infirmary or the laboratory all the time for his job, so he likes to take the Mickey runs outside.

All he went to was the area to the east of the main laboratory building, which was also his main area of ​​responsibility.However, because he accidentally listened to the corner last time, even though he was not noticed by others, he still spontaneously avoided some dark or dead corners, and because he often met some people who were too enthusiastic, more often he would Choose to go somewhere that is more secluded with a wide view.

Meeting Wei Yizhe who was sitting under the tree was unexpected by Qiu Mo.

This man, who was usually alive and well as if he could fight a tiger one-on-one even if he was injured, was sitting under the tree like a wilted eggplant, and he didn't even notice him approaching.

He was dozing off with his eyes closed, and under his closed right eye, there was a very visible bruise.However, compared to this bruise, the abrasion on his forehead was more conspicuous. The light red blood streaked out above the wound and formed a solid substance like amber, which should be caused by the wound being exposed to the air for a long time.

Down below, the bandages around his neck have been removed, revealing a healed wound.Because he didn't do any post-processing, and didn't pay special attention to the appearance when he sutured it, the shape of the pink scar was not very good-looking, and it was even a bit hideous when it was inlaid on his neck.

Qiu Mo frowned slightly, not because the ugly scar came from his hands, but simply because he felt that the man in front of him liked fighting enough.Leaving aside that face, there were no less than ten large and small wounds on his body, and the clothes on his body were almost as if they had been rolled on the ground more than ten times.In any case, it is basically impossible to fall like this, so I think it must be caused by a fight.

Qiu Mo still remembered that this man just fought with a group of people a few days ago, and in just a few days, he actually fought with someone again, and was beaten like this.

As a matter of course, Qiu Mo had already positioned Wei Yizhe in the ranks of the victims, and never thought about what happened to the group of people he beat up.

He took another two steps forward, and Mickey on the side had changed from a leader to a follower. Seeing Qiu Mo stepping forward, he followed suit.The wheels of the chassis rolled over the twigs that fell to the ground and made a "crack—" sound. It was a very subtle sound, but even so, it still alarmed the resting man.

Wei Yizhe suddenly opened his somewhat sore eyes, and what caught his eyes were bits of light, and Qiu Mo standing under the beams of sunlight.His skin was already white, and he was wearing a white shirt. Under the sunlight, patches of white light would appear, making him look extremely unreal.

Wei Yizhe also stared at it for two seconds, then blinked again, before he was sure of Qiu Mo standing in front of him.Without thinking about why this person appeared here, he twitched the corners of his mouth and said in a slightly joking tone, "Hey, are you walking the dog?"

Qiu Mo likes the activity of "walking the dog", which is known to everyone in this area.

Qiu Mo also guessed this point, otherwise he wouldn't have received so many things about dogs, so he didn't take Wei Yizhe's ridicule to heart.Directly ignoring his greeting, he walked under the tree, knelt|down, stretched out his hand to hook the corner of the torn clothes, and opened it to look at the kicked waist.

There was a bruise on the tight waistline, and it just lay across the right waist. Qiu Mo pressed it with the other hand without thinking.The cold and painful feeling made Wei Yizhe gasp suddenly, and almost subconsciously waved Qiu Mo's hand against his waist.

"Did you get beaten badly?" Qiu Mo withdrew his hand before he could hit him, and then said coolly.

"Ha~ It's obvious that I beat them so hard that they couldn't get up, okay?" Wei Yizhe tilted his head, his raised eyebrows were full of complacency.

Qiu Mo ignored the radiance on his face, raised his hand and pinched his bruised cheek: "But I see you as an injured patient right now."

Feeling a little hurt from being pinched, Wei Yizhe turned his head to avoid Qiu Mo's hand, and then responded very coolly to his words——

"Hey!" He snorted coldly, then turned his head to the side.But he was really tired, otherwise he would have done something to this doctor who was always on his wound, how could he be stunned to do whatever he wanted?

Thinking of this, Wei Yizhe was stunned for a moment, he turned his head back, his tightly knit eyebrows showed his serious mood at the moment, and then he asked in a tone that could not tolerate jokes at all: "I said you are Didn't he break his brain the other day?... The whole person...became weird."

Seeing that Qiu Mo was lost in thought because of his words, Wei Yizhe shut his mouth unexpectedly, even the half-spoken words were swallowed back by him.After a while, Qiu Mo replied seriously: "Probably."

"Huh?" Wei Yizhe opened his mouth reflexively, and couldn't believe his ears.What did he hear just now?The pervert in front of him actually admitted that he broke his brain?

Wei Yizhe didn't know whether he really broke his head or faked his head, but Qiu Mo's answer really gave him a feeling of suffocation as if his fist hit the cotton.He wanted to take the opportunity to get angry, but seeing Qiu Mo's face was flat, as if nothing could disturb him, he suppressed the sarcasm that he planned to start again, and finally he just said sullenly: "That's a good fall!" .” Then he turned his head to look elsewhere.

Qiu Mo didn't care about his ignorance of him, and stretched out his hand to press his wound a few more times, the force was quite heavy, but the person in front of him remained silent.Qiu Mo raised his eyes and glanced at his tough side face, but he just frowned, and his stiff lips were drawn into a line, as if he was afraid of leaking a little sound.

"You originally planned to lie here like this?" Qiu Mo stood up, lowered his eyes, but his gaze fell steadily on Wei Yizhe.But the man seemed determined to ignore him, his nose moved slightly, and then he didn't make any other movements.

"Come back to the infirmary with me."

"No need." This time, the answer was given quickly.

"Oh, then let Mickey carry you there." Qiu Mo turned to look at Mickey, and was about to give orders to this sanitation robot that only listened to him, when Wei Yizhe, who was still leaning on the tree trunk, suddenly stood up stand up.

Just kidding, although sanitation robots are only used for cleaning and do not have offensive power, but you must know that this type of robot has the strength to carry an entire iron carriage with one hand.Wei Yizhe is now injured and physically weak. He is afraid that he can't even compare to ordinary strong young people, let alone a robot that looks like Hercules.If Mickey is really asked to do it, he has to go if he doesn't want to, so it's better to save face for himself and walk over honestly.

"Is it okay if I surrender." He raised his hands decisively, lowered his head and sighed.

Qiu Mo was satisfied with his straightforwardness, but he also saved some face for him, and didn't really let Mitch carry him over.He walked in front, and Wei Yizhe walked slowly behind him. Although Wei Yizhe deliberately kept the distance between himself and Qiu Mo, but following him, it seemed like Mickey was supervising him. Or let people who see them around see that they are together at a glance.

Qiu Mo usually does not walk fast, but Wei Yizhe was even slower this time. When the two reached the door of the consultation room, there was already someone waiting there.

It was someone he didn't know, at least Qiu Mo didn't have any impression of him, but Wei Yizhe, who was standing behind him, frowned subconsciously after seeing him.And just like that, the young man who was only paying attention to Wei Yizhe was so frightened that he ran away without even saying hello.

In the end, the young man only left Qiu Mo and Wei Yizhe a shadow-like back, and disappeared at the stairs around the corner.

Qiu Mo felt strange, turned his head and glanced at Wei Yizhe, thinking that he would see him with a fierce face, but this man just frowned, with a look of disdain on his face.To be honest, even with a face of impatience, this resolute face is still pretty, especially his deliberately tight and thin lips, which reveal a sense of abstinence.

Such a face can't be matched with terror, but the man did escape when he saw Wei Yizhe just now.

"What's the matter?" Knowing that it had nothing to do with him, Qiu Mo still asked, just like gossiping among friends, but God knows he doesn't know this man at all.

Wei Yizhe didn't think much about it. Once he heard what Qiu Mo was asking, he immediately replied: "Didn't you say that? I beat those people so hard that they couldn't even stand up. That person just now probably came to find Doctor, you went to see a doctor."

"Can't stand up? The one who ran very quickly just now." Entering the consultation room, Qiu Mo took out the necessary items from the cabinet.

"Please, in a group of ten or so people, there will always be someone who slips through the net." Wei Yizhe buried himself in the swivel chair, but it seemed that this alone was not satisfying, so he simply raised his foot and put it on the chair beside him.

"You asked for it?" Qiu Mo turned around and saw Wei Yizhe's familiar old man's look, but he also forcefully asked him to restrain himself, but put down the tray as if ignoring him, and then pressed the bruise at the corner of his eye.

"Obviously they came here to be beaten, hiss..." The pain on his cheek made Wei Yizhe gasp suddenly, raised his eyebrows and stared at Qiu Mo.

But Qiu Mo pretended he didn't see him, looked him up and down, and suggested, "Go and wash it first, it's so dirty that you can hardly tell the wound apart."

"Ah?" Wei Yizhe stared up at Qiu Mo with unbelievable eyes, opened his mouth, and was about to speak, but didn't expect the door of the consulting room to be knocked at this moment.

"Dong dong dong—" Immediately after a "click", the door was opened.

Standing at the door was a young man in his 20s, with a rather cold appearance, his forehead hair, which was neither long nor short, fell down, but it did not cover his good-looking but distanced eyebrows just right.Similar to his appearance, he exudes an aura that strangers should not enter, which makes people dare not approach him easily.

Qiu Mo didn't know this person, so he continued what he was doing, and Wei Yizhe looked back with a bad expression after leaning against the back of the chair and seeing him.

"Doctor, I'm looking for Wei Yizhe." The man's voice was exactly the same as his appearance and temperament, clear and cold, revealing a sense of alienation that could not be concealed.

Qiu Mo felt that the voice was quite familiar, and he was still remembering where he had heard it before. In the next second, he felt a slight impact on his thigh.Looking down, what caught my eye was the picture of Wei Yizhe shaking his left foot slightly, tapping his thigh. Seeing him lowering his head, Wei Yizhe also looked at him straight, and then said in straightforward words without any embellishment: " Hey! Doc, do me a favor."

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