After the black moonlight washed the white, all the crematoriums [Transmigration Book]

Lin Xingcheng didn't know why Lan Yichuan appeared here today.

It has been more than a year since he left the other party's studio. During this year, the intersection of the two people is not too much.

After becoming the other party's experimental subject, his body became weaker and weaker day by day, but Lan Yichuan's experimental papers were published one after another, and he also won many awards, becoming a hot new medical upstart.

"Oh my god, it's actually Lan Yichuan. I didn't expect to meet him here."

"Professor Lan, I like you so much..."

"What are you talking about, now you need to rescue, is it when you say you like it?"

The onlookers quickly recognized him. With his outstanding appearance and dazzling professional aura, there are not a few female fans who admire him.

There were whispers, but someone didn't seem to care, and knelt down beside the lying cleaner.

"Cardiac arrest. Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is required." After making a quick judgment, he unbuttoned the man's slightly tight button, pressed his hands on his chest, and pressed the chest vigorously.After a while, the man still didn't respond, so he opened the man's mouth with both hands and lowered his head.

"Ah, is this artificial respiration?"

"But that person, it seems, is a bit dirty..."

"Of course artificial respiration is necessary for first aid. If you don't supply oxygen, you will die."

The discussion continued, but Lan Yichuan had already started his artificial respiration.

Once, twice, three times... artificial respiration followed by chest compressions, and so on.

The venue was heated in winter, and the air was not circulating. The cleaner probably hadn’t showered for a long time, and his body gave off an unpleasant smell. Some people even covered their noses.

But Lan Yichuan gave him mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration.

Some of the girls who liked him at the scene were worried about him. Not everyone can save people under such an unpleasant smell.

Compression for cardiac resuscitation requires a lot of strength. Seeing that his strength is not as good as before after pressing for a while, Lin Xingcheng took the initiative to take it over, "I'll come, you take a rest."

Lan Yichuan looked at him and nodded, "Just press it."

Lin Xingcheng has been wearing a mask, and it is not easy to take it off, so he can only agree with his method.

This was a first aid race against death, which lasted for 15 minutes, and the cleaner was finally rescued.

The ambulance arrived just in time, and the paramedics put the man on a stretcher and put him in the car.

The eyes of the onlookers turned away from the cleaner and turned to Lan Yichuan.

"Fortunately, there is a doctor here."

"I've heard that Professor Lan is very powerful, thank you for your hard work!"

"Yes, yes, Professor Lan has worked hard, and I really like you."

Lan Yichuan didn't speak, the sweat from the rescue just now was running down his forehead, he wiped it casually, and a beautiful girl hurriedly handed over a tissue, shyly said: "...you wipe the sweat."

He glanced down and took it, "Thank you."

Hearing the other party thank you personally, the girl blushed completely.

"I don't know if Teacher Lan still remembers me. I listened to your lecture at the Medical University before. It was really good..."

Before the girl finished speaking, a man suddenly pushed aside the crowd, "I said why did you come here suddenly just now, so you saw this person coming after you."

Girl: "Why, can't you? Don't bother me, I told you to break up."

"I didn't agree. You broke up with me for this person?"

Girl: "So what, I just like him. He is a professor at such a young age, what are you..."

The two quarreled over Lan Yichuan, but the protagonist remained unmoved and walked out through the crowd.

Lin Xingcheng didn't intend to stay any longer, so he turned and walked to the player channel on the other side.

But just before he was about to go in, a voice came from behind, "Xing."

Lin Xingcheng turned his head and saw Lan Yichuan standing at the door, looking at him without blinking, "I have something to say, I'll wait for you outside."

Everyone cast curious eyes on them.

Xing actually knew Lan Yichuan?

What kind of wonderful coincidence is this?

Sure enough, people with skills will cherish each other?

Lin Xingcheng looked at him, thought for a while, and nodded.

Sure enough, he came today for himself.

……

After changing his clothes, Lin Xingcheng came outside the arena with his backpack on his back. Someone was waiting for him, but it wasn't Lan Yichuan.

The man walked in front and said to him: "Come with me, Mr. Lan is waiting for you in the parking lot."

Lin Xingcheng followed the man to the open-air parking lot.

The weather in January is still very cold in the league in winter, but the sun is not bad today.

Lan Yichuan stood in front of his car, looking at something in the distance.A long and narrow shadow fell from his straight figure, his temperament was sparse.

Probably hearing footsteps, he turned his head and met Lin Xingcheng's eyes.

The person leading the way stood aside.

Lin Xingcheng stopped, put his hands in his pockets, and said straight to the point: "Didn't you come to watch my game today?"

He knew that this person was not interested in mechas, nor was he interested in himself.His time is precious, either for research or on the way to do research.

This man is a scientific lunatic, so crazy that he will be desperate for the results of the experiment.

The so-called hearing the Tao in the morning can kill you in the evening.

"Not exactly." The answer was ambiguous.

After speaking, he signaled his assistant to take out a small box from the trunk of the car.

The assistant followed suit, and after opening the box, Lin Xingcheng saw a set of blood collection equipment inside, including blood collection needles, anticoagulant blood collection tubes, adhesive tape, sterilized povidone iodine, and so on.

Lan Yichuan: "After more than a year, it's time to collect some samples."

Of course Lin Xingcheng knew that the so-called sample was the blood of his experimental subject.

When he became the subject of the experiment, his body was very weak for a while, and at some point, rumors began to spread on the Internet that he contracted the disease because he did not abide by the laboratory rules.There were a lot of netizens who gloated about other people's misfortune. Comments like "Retribution", "Finally waiting for this day", "So when will he die" are repeated every day.

Lin Xingcheng has been carrying this blame for more than a year.

Lin Xingcheng looked at him, and then at the tall and strong assistant beside him, thinking that he was afraid that he would not cooperate, so he found an assistant who looked like a thug?

"Smack it." He nodded, took off one coat consciously, and rolled up his sleeves.

It's just a blood draw, but it's not like it hasn't been drawn.It doesn't have to be such a big battle.

The assistant took out the blood collection equipment from the box, dipped some iodophor with a cotton swab, and was about to disinfect Lin Xingcheng, but Lan Yichuan suddenly took the cotton swab, "I'll do it."

The assistant was taken aback, and handed over the cotton swab. He didn't expect Lan Yichuan to draw blood for someone else himself——

After Lan Yichuan took the cotton swab, he supported Lin Xingcheng's arm with one hand, and gently wiped the cotton swab on his blood vessels with the other hand.

It was already cold, and the iodophor was also cold, and Lin Xingcheng instantly got goosebumps.

The movement of wiping became softer, and the other party looked at him and asked, "Are you okay? Do you want to get in the car?"

"No need." Lin Xingcheng quickly refused, "Just smoke like this."

Lan Yichuan returned the cotton swab to his assistant, took the blood collection needle, and slowly pushed the needle tip into the vein in Lin Xingcheng's arm.

The moment the needle pierced the skin, Lin Xingcheng couldn't help trembling slightly.

He was not afraid of the pain of drawing blood. His body reacted instinctively because it remembered a series of reciprocating processes such as drawing blood, injecting, taking medicine, drawing blood again...and so on.

The bright red blood passed through the plastic tube and soon flowed into the blood collection test tube they had prepared.After filling three tubes in this way, Lan Yichuan pulled out the blood collection needle from Lin Xingcheng's vein.

He took a clean cotton swab, pressed it on the eye of the needle, and then blew lightly on the spot.

"It won't hurt in a while."

The tone is gentle.I don't know, I thought he was coaxing his lover, not the test subject.

After drawing Lin Xingcheng's blood, Lan Yichuan asked again, "Should I send you back?"

Lin Xingcheng shook his head, "No need."

"it is good."

After speaking, he got into the car.As the driver, his assistant took Lin Xingcheng's blood sample and sat in the driver's seat.

The limousine made a huge engine roar, and soon sped away in front of Lin Xingcheng.

The fine dust on the ground was rolled up, mixed with the flocs floating in the air from nowhere, filling the sky.

Lin Xingcheng was so stimulated that he couldn't help coughing twice.

The system said angrily: "This Lan Yichuan knows to want your blood! It hasn't changed since then! You still have to pretend to be gentle, and I don't even know how to scold you!"

"Then..." Lin Xingcheng blinked, "You can scold me however you want."

System: "...I'll go search."

After speaking, it seemed that it really went to search, and after 2 minutes, it said: "I wish him to be like Gu Heng and Song Mingran, crying and begging for your forgiveness! Burn yourself to ashes, and then install it yourself. You are a New Year's gift!"

Lin Xingcheng: "...Why do I want a box of ashes as a gift?"

Just as he was talking, his communicator rang.

The communicator rang.

is an unfamiliar number.

Lin Xingcheng picked it up and said, "Hello, who is there?"

A familiar voice came quickly, "Hi, I'm Mu."

Lin Xingcheng: "..."

This man actually got his own phone.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Ah, it's nothing special." The other party said, "I just happened to see a movie called "The Night the Stars Left". I wanted to ask you if you watched it and if it was good."

Lin Xingcheng: "...So you called to ask me to recommend movies to you?"

Either you are too idle or I am too idle.

"Have you seen it? Tell me about it. The cast of the film a few years ago seems to be pretty good." The other party insisted on piao film reviews.

"I haven't seen it."

This is the truth.

"Oh. What about 'Beautiful Star'?"

Lin Xingcheng blinked slightly, "...No."

"What about "Want to Reach for the Stars"?"

Lin Xingcheng gradually felt that something was wrong.

Until the other party threw another film title: "When will the interest owed by the stars be repaid", you should have read this..."

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感谢在2021-11-0617:05:13~2021-11-0721:42:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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