Dijinpingxie

Before dinner, Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie went back to the laboratory together.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you..." A school girl came down the stairs, seeing Zhang Qiling's appearance, all of them were pale with fright, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his head, looked at his right hand which was wrapped in layers of bandages and hung around his neck, and said slowly: "It's broken."

"But you...in the afternoon...didn't you go out to sample?"

"Hey, that's when I fell down." Wu Xie said, hooking Zhang Qiling's neck, "It's all his fault. I went out to pick something when it was raining, but I fell down when I was climbing, and I became like this Hey... Hey, what a pity, I have to take care of him again."

"Hey, he is your senior brother after all, isn't it too much for you to say such a thing?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Wu Xie waved his hand, but there was not much apology on his face, "Don't worry, I will finish his work in one go, you go eat."

The eyes of the girls lingered on the faces of the two of them for a while, then they whispered and walked past Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie made a grimace at Zhang Qiling helplessly: "Isn't it a little too much?"

"Well, it's too much." Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie and smiled lightly.

"You look good when you smile." Wu Xie gave Zhang Qiling a sideways glance, "But you'd better not laugh outside, or I might be hacked to death this time."

"En." Zhang Qiling nodded after hearing this, but the smile on his face didn't diminish until he met the next person.

The two circled the whole circle from the first floor to the sixth floor, and after each laboratory went to join in the fun, the news that Zhang Qiling was injured again spread completely. By the way, everyone knew that Zhang Qiling was with Wu I got hurt when Xie was together.

The publicity works very well.

At night, Wu Xie sat by Zhang Qiling's bed and helped him untie the bandage: "Wouldn't you get prickly heat if you covered it all afternoon?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and shook his head: "My shoulder hurts."

"Oh...that's right, you have to hang your hands all the time...then I'll be lighter, and I'll press it for you later..."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang, and the sound sounded like a text message.

Wu Xie didn't have both hands free, so Zhang Qiling reached into Wu Xie's trouser pocket and took out the phone for him.

"Who sent it?"

"System number." Zhang Qiling said, showing the screen to Wu Xie:

【get rid of you】

"Oh, it's coming again..." Wu Xie continued to move his hands, and said indifferently, "Speaking of which, this guy is really kind, and he even issued a notice to kill someone."

"What notice?" Fatty came out after washing his clothes, heard the conversation between the two, and asked curiously.

Zhang Qiling showed Wu Xie's cell phone to the fat man.

"Oh, this..." Fatty said, "Let me challenge you..."

"The challenge letter..." Wu Xie said to himself, "I'm really curious what they will do to me this time..."

"I don't know." The fat man moved to Zhang Qiling's bed after drying his clothes, but he tactfully did not sit on Zhang Qiling's bed.After sitting firmly, the fat man continued, "But we will try our best to protect you."

"Well, then I'll hand over my life to you?"

"This, you'd better leave it to my little brother." The fat man said, and gave Zhang Qiling an ambiguous look.

At this time, Wu Xie had already removed all the bandages from Zhang Qiling's hands, Zhang Qiling ignored the fat man's teasing, picked up his change of clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.

Wu Xie was still sitting on Zhang Qiling's bed. Looking at Zhang Qiling's leaving back, he was stunned for a few seconds at first, and then a warm smile appeared on his handsome face: "Brother is shy."

The fat man also laughed twice, and said, "You guys are developing well."

"..." Wu Xie glanced at Fatty, without denying it.

"Well, I don't care about your business for now." The fat man finished joking, put on a serious look, and said, "After what happened last time, I can see that they wanted to kill you, but the method was too stupid. But This time, maybe they will come up with a more straightforward way to kill you. If she kills you with a knife or something like phosgene or cyanide before we rescue you, it will be really self-defeating. So , although we will try to protect you these days, the most important thing is that you should pay attention to your own safety."

"En." It was rare for the fat man to say these words seriously, and Wu Xie also wrote them down one by one with a serious expression. No matter what, he is also a person who cherishes his life.Even if it is to spend one more day with Zhang Qiling, he must live carefully and not let himself die in such boring things.

Wu Xie woke up before six o'clock, but to his surprise, the fat man was no longer in the dormitory.Wu Xie sat up from the bed and turned to look at Zhang Qiling who was still lying on the bed.

Although Zhang Qiling closed his eyes, Wu Xie knew he was awake, so he asked him, "Where's Fatty?"

"Going out." Zhang Qiling quickly opened his eyes and answered him.

"Why don't you wake up?"

"It's still early."

"Hmm..." Wu Xie nodded and looked out the window, "It dawned very early today. In a few days... the days will become very short."

Zhang Qiling lay down and turned over, facing the wall: "Go to sleep for a while, go out at 07:30 today."

"So early?" Wu Xie sighed, "You don't want me to do experiments all day, do you?"

"Yes." Zhang Qiling said, "Finding people and experimenting are two different things."

"All right, all right, I'll listen to you, then I'll sleep for another hour..."

"Wu Xie."

Wu Xie had only been lying down for 2 minutes when Zhang Qiling called his name.

"What's wrong?" Wu Xie asked Zhang Qiling, leaning her neck back, looking at Zhang Qiling's hair.

"I will protect you."

Zhang Qiling's voice sounded calm and calm, as usual, but Wu Xie was only moved when he heard it.

"Well. I... will also protect myself."

This morning, Zhang Qiling gave Wu Xie the task of doing cell culture experiments in the sterile room.

Cells need to be cultured continuously, which also means that in the next week, Wu Xie will do the same work at the same time.

This is why Zhang Qiling asked him to go out before other graduate students came to the laboratory: to seize the sterile room.

"Why didn't you tell me last night that I need cell culture today?" Wu Xie flicked Zhang Qiling's right hand, which was suspended again, with a somewhat resentful tone, because cell experiments are boring and prone to failure.

Zhang Qiling raised his eyebrows lightly: "To save you from suffering all night."

"Cut..." Wu Xie gave him a sideways glance, "You just don't want to do it yourself, and you want to send me because it's not convenient for you?"

Zhang Qiling remained silent, looking at the main road of the school from a distance, Wu Xie knew that he was acquiescing.

"Hey...can bite...forget it..."

Now that he has accepted the job, for the next few days, Wu Xie will stay in the sterile room in the morning, and will sit next to Zhang Qiling in the afternoon to organize the thesis with him.

Although Zhang Qiling's right hand can't be used, but to Wu Xie's surprise, Zhang Qiling's left hand is also very flexible. If he didn't know that he usually uses his right hand, Wu Xie would even suspect that Zhang Qiling is actually left-handed.

"What's the matter?" Noticing that Wu Xie had been staring at his left hand for a long time, Zhang Qiling interrupted his daze.

"Ah? Oh, it's nothing..." Wu Xie muttered, "It's the fat man who said he wanted to protect me, but I didn't see anyone else when I went in and out... Besides, I think that person... the person who sent the text message didn't seem to plan to The look of action."

"The fat man is here." Zhang Qiling picked up a pen with his left hand, wrote some notes on the paper, and continued typing, "Now is the most dangerous time, be careful yourself."

"The most dangerous time?" Wu Xie frowned, although he didn't know why Zhang Qiling came to this conclusion, but he still nodded seriously, "I know."

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