A world where only the protagonist has color

Inoue Chitsube's inspection results came out quickly.

The oncoming fierce knee kick almost caused her intestinal tract to be injured and bleed, other than that, it was just some skin trauma.

But compared to Inoue Chisuke, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was still holding his body to escape and jump after being shot, was much more seriously injured.

Hagiwara Kenji and Kazami Yuya are now waiting outside the operating room for the doctor to take out the bullet for him.After the operation, Zhu Fu Jingguang will be sent to the intensive care unit, where he will be watched by colleagues from the Ministry of Public Security 24 hours a day.

"Really..."

Matsuda Jinpei wiped Inoue Chiku's face with a paper towel soaked in water.

However, he was delayed by various physical examinations for too long, and the blood splattered on Chizuka Inoue's body during the battle had dried up, sticking firmly to his skin like the cracked earth after a drought.

"It can't be wiped clean at all."

Matsuda Jinpei wished he could hold Inoue Chisuke in his hand and offer it carefully, not daring to use force at all.

But without using force, the blood that had solidified on the surface of the skin could not be cleaned off.

Inoue Chisuke closed her left eye, and let Matsuda Jinhei wipe her face under the eyelid obediently.

"That's why I said to wash the body before going to bed."

Now not only can't wash off the blood on his body, but even the hospital bed has left a few pools of faint red marks.

"You were already in so much pain that you needed painkillers just now, so don't try to be brave. It's just a bed sheet, and I will pay the hospital well."

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, wiped Inoue Chizuru's face twice with a tissue soaked in water, and sighed as if giving up: "And before you are considerate of others, you should also consider my feelings a little bit."

Even if you know that Inoue Chisuke was very strong in the same period, and her comprehensive grades at graduation ranked among the top ten of all men and women in the school; In normal eyes, she is still the idiot who hurts herself all over at every turn.

"Really," couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Don't worry me so much that I can't sleep."

Throwing down the wet tissue in his hand and leaning back on the folding chair, Matsuda Jinhei looked up at the pale ceiling with a slightly depressed face.

Whether it's Kenji Hagiwara or Chisuke Inoue, they are all messy guys who can't feel at ease.

First, Kenji Hagiwara was almost killed by a suddenly jumping bomb, followed by Chizuka Inoue, who was sitting on the ground covered in blood and out of focus, and Jingguang Momofuku, whose life and death were unknown in her arms.

The fear of "losing precious people" lingers in his heart. It seems that as long as he is not paying attention, they will disappear from his side one by one the moment he turns around, leaving forever.

Every meeting could be the last.The person who said goodbye to you with a smile in the morning may already be covered in blood and stop breathing when we meet in the evening.

There may even be no bones left, nothing left in the tomb, nothing to contemplate or worship.

The lingering fear of not being able to hold his fate and his lover firmly in his hands, even the ace of the mobile team who only knows how to step on the accelerator, is beginning to be afraid.

Sensing Matsuda Jinpei's uneasiness, Inoue Chizuru pushed the bed with her arms and sat up.She tilted her head and smiled at Matsuda, and said, "Zhen Ping, give me your right hand...don't ask, quickly stretch out your right hand."

"Like me, put your palms up."

Inoue Chizuru raised her left hand, and her palm was flat with Matsuda's.Then she bent her fingers and crossed Matsuda Jinpei's fingers with him.

"Look at Jinpei," Inoue Chisuke smiled softly, "You caught me."

The palms are touching, the fingers are intertwined, and the fingertips are close to the back of the opponent's hand.The two held each other's hands tightly like a Luban lock that was firmly buckled.

"I won't disappear at will, and I won't leave the formation without authorization."

"So Zhen Ping doesn't have to worry anymore."

"Because...you've got me firmly."

Inoue Chisuke smiled quietly, as gentle as moonlight.Love is clearly not mentioned in every word, but every word is inseparable from love.

Matsuda Jinhei's eyes widened, and Qianshu's smile was reflected in the trembling blue pupils.His eyes were full of shock and astonishment, and joy welled up in his heart.

He was indeed soothed by the trickling mountain spring flowing by the stone bank.

"I know, I know."

Turning his head to one side, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

"But compared to this," Matsuda Jinpei stood up and stretched his hands through Inoue Chitsu's armpits and knees, and directly hugged her: "Hold me well, I'll take you to the bathroom first to wash off the blood on your body."

The ward that Matsuda booked for Inoue Chitsuru was an expensive single room, and there was a bathtub in the corner of the narrow bathroom that could barely accommodate one person.

Chizuka Inoue is wearing a thin blue and white hospital gown and sitting on her knees in the bathtub at the moment—and she can only sit in the bathtub by bending her knees.

Jinhei Matsuda took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. He turned on the shower head to his bare arm. After confirming that the water temperature had been adjusted to a suitable temperature, he pointed the shower head at the person sitting in the bathtub. Chizuka Inoue.

"Array, array flat!"

"The blood stains are completely glued to the skin, otherwise it can't be washed off at all."

"I can clean it myself."

"Well, I won't let you take off your clothes." Holding the shower in one hand, she walked over Chiku Inoue's blood-stained skin, and with the other hand, she squeezed the new towel provided by the hospital and gently wiped Chiku Inoue's face.

But he muttered softly, and added as if talking to himself: "And we are boyfriend and girlfriend, what does this matter..."

Obediently looking up to Matsuda Jinpei to clean the blood, Inoue Chizuru said "Huh?" and asked in doubt: "Jinpei, did you say something just now? The sound of the shower covered what you just said."

The wiping action paused for a while, and Matsuda Jinpei quickly regained his composure: "It's nothing."

Like a kind and patient kindergarten teacher bathing a two or three-year-old baby, it is hard to imagine that a guy like Matsuda Jinpei can do such a gentle and patient thing.

Wipe the towel along the bloodstains little by little, without using such force that the skin becomes red. You can only wipe it repeatedly along the skin with a wet towel, like wiping a precious cultural relic stained with dirt with a cotton swab.

But for Matsuda Jinpei, Inoue Chizuka is his priceless treasure.

"Hand out."

"Look, just maintaining the movement of raising your hand is shaking non-stop, and said that I didn't try to be brave."

Inoue Chisuke, who knew she was wrong, didn't dare to speak at all, but just lowered her head and stared at her toes, as cute as a rag doll.

And... Matsuda Jinping frowned and complained non-stop, she liked it very much.

To be cared for, loved, and tensed.

On weekdays, Matsuda Jinping doesn't talk much, he either hits the ball straight or keeps his thoughts in his heart.Inoue Chizuru really likes this distressed look like a father scolding a child.

Emerald green eyes secretly looked at the man who had already started to wipe her neck, Inoue Chizuru pursed her lips tightly trying to suppress the smile, but the corners of her mouth that could not be suppressed no matter what had revealed the joy and smile in her heart.

"Ok?"

Matsuda Jinping naturally noticed it too, so he was even more upset: "Really, Qianshu...you almost had internal bleeding, how can you still laugh."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but Zhenping is so cute, I'm very happy, so I couldn't help but laugh."

"Tsk, I told you not to describe a man as cute."

Complaining softly, Matsuda Jinpei signaled Inoue Chitsu to unbutton the first button of his jacket: "The collarbone is also stained with blood."

He was dissatisfied with the word "cute", but Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but twitched his mouth when he saw Inoue Chisuke blinking her eyes and sniggering like a little fox eating grapes when she looked at him.

Cute is cute, as long as she is happy, it's fine.

But after dealing with the bloodstains on Chizuka Inoue's body, facing the woman's question, the man who has always been smart and logical only then belatedly realized that he was really worried about Chizuka and messed up his hands and feet.

Inoue Chisuke: "The hospital gown on my body is completely soaked, um... If the situation is flat, there must be some clean clothes for me to change into."

After all, the other party is Matsuda Jinpei, and he has always done things logically.

The movement of wringing out the towel stopped completely, Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

"...?"

"Shouldn't Zhenping... completely forget about this matter?"

"Cough," made a fake cough with fists clenched, and Matsuda Jinpei, who had been aggressive and completely dominant just now, silently shifted his gaze to the side: "Well, I completely forgot about it."

"Eh~? Zhenping actually sometimes gets confused."

"Really, don't look at me like that."

The person he likes stared straight at him with twinkling eyes, and Matsuda Jinpei, the team leader of the explosives/explosives disposal team, was already blushing with shame.

He had to raise one hand to cover his flushed face with the palm, trying to block Inoue Chiku's overly straightforward gaze.

"Puff," Inoue Qianshu couldn't help but chuckle like a breeze hitting a silver bell: "Then what should I do, I don't have any clothes to change."

Matsuda Jinpei was silent for a while, and handed over his trench coat that he had just taken off without saying a word.

"Wear this."

"I don't want it," Inoue Qianshu glanced at the black sheepskin coat being handed over, and then at the man on the other side who didn't dare to look up at her, and chose to refuse without hesitation: "There will be a big drop in temperature tonight. If Ping gave me the windbreaker, he would definitely catch a cold later."

"There is air conditioning in the ward."

"But Zhen Ping will go back to duty soon, or in fact, Zhen Ping is already thinking about staying overnight tonight."

"Tsk."

I can't say enough about Chitsu Inoue.

Turning his back resignedly, Matsuda Jinpei raised his hand and took off the dark gray sweater on his body, revealing the fleece white shirt that outlines the wide shoulders and narrow waist.

He handed over the V-neck sweater he just took off: "Here you are."

"Eh? I didn't mean that..."

"Stop rambling, put it on quickly! I can't let you sit here and wait for me to find clean clothes, you will definitely catch a cold!"

Probably out of embarrassment and anger, Matsuda Jinpei deliberately pretended to be fierce in his clothes, trying to cover up his embarrassment and shyness.

But then, he glanced to the side again, lowered his volume and muttered in a low voice: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, I don't know if you did it on purpose..."

"I'll put the dry bath towel here. After you dry yourself, put on your clothes. I'll wait for you outside."

Putting the folded dry towels and the sweater he took off on the chair by the bathtub, Matsuda Jinpei stood up without giving Inoue Chitsu a chance to object, and left the bathroom without looking back and closed the door.

"Eh? Wait... Really, what I want to say is that if you have a VIP ward at this price level, there might be another set of sterilized pajamas in the closet. Anyway, go and check first before making a decision." Well."

"You idiot, you don't listen to me well."

Silently stood up and took off the wet clothes on his body, wiped off the moisture with trembling fingers, Chifu Inoue put on the gray sweater with Matsuda Jinpei's body temperature on himself.

"Zhenping, I'm fine~"

The bathroom door was pushed open again, and Matsuda Jinpei stepped in through the door with long legs.

However, he only took two steps before he completely froze in place.

What kind of crit screen is this! !

Chisuke Inoue was seen obediently standing on the carpet in front of the bathtub, and Matsuda Jinpei's slim gray sweater was slightly loose on her body.

The men's shoulders were much wider than women's, and the excess shoulder fabric slid down the arms, and the drooping sleeves had completely covered Inoue Chiku's slender fingers.

The men's sweater could barely cover Chizuru Inoue's thighs, and she pulled the hem of the sweater down, trying to cover it more.But after pressing down hard, the small V-neck that could only barely reveal the bow tie when Matsuda Jinhei put it on will expose a large collarbone.

Covering his blushing face with both hands, Matsuda Jinpei squatted down silently.The brain was overloaded, and white smoke had already started to rise from the top of his head.

"Well... Zhen, Zhen Ping, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Just let me calm down and I'll be fine in a while."

"Well……"

But that's not what the white smoke that keeps rising above your head says.At this level, the raw noodles can already be steamed.

Covering his face and constantly cursing himself in his heart, Matsuda Jinhei kept adjusting his breathing, finally calming himself down.He put one arm around Inoue Chiku's slender waist, and the other hand around her thigh, hugging her shoulders and putting her into the bed.

"Okay, cover the quilt obediently and don't catch a cold. Give me the key to your dormitory, and I'll send you clean clothes later."

When she was placed on the hospital bed, Inoue Chizuka voluntarily retracted into the bed like a loach.

She showed a piece of onion finger and grabbed the edge of the quilt tightly, and covered half of her face with cotton wool, only showing a pair of eyes full of grievances: "The key is in the interlayer pocket of the backpack. If Zhen Ping goes back, please help me along the way." I'll throw the dirty clothes into the washing machine and stir them up too. Hmm...Maybe I'll have to ask Zhenping to dry them too."

"Understood. Don't worry, it will be taken care of."

Matsuda Jinhei took out his mobile phone and checked the time. Tonight, the Metropolitan Police Department Mobile Team and the local police station have a very important exchange and study session.Even Kenji Hagiwara, who was reinstated tomorrow, was required to be present.

As the only serving captain of the explosives/explosives disposal team, no matter how talented and irreplaceable Matsuda Jinpei is, he must rush over to show his face.

He didn't think so highly of himself that he wouldn't be severely educated by the Metropolitan Police Department if he skipped this kind of occasion.

"I don't know what's going on with Zhu Fu...then I'll go back first. If nothing happens, I'll come back with a clean change of clothes before nine o'clock in the evening."

"Understood, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Ah."

However, Matsuda Jinpei did not realize why Chisuke Inoue would be in his own bed when he took Chisuke out of the bathroom with a key and threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine one by one. The shoulders kept twisting.

When he was put into the hospital bed, he was so shy that he got into the bed and didn't want to poke his head out. After speaking, he immediately got back into the bed and wrapped himself up in the quilt.

When changing into Matsuda Jinpei's knitted sweater, Inoue Chizuru also took off her wet underwear - she was wearing nothing under the dark gray knitted sweater belonging to Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinhei hugged Inoue Chizuru's waist and thighs and carried the person on her shoulders from the bathroom to the hospital bed. The action of hugging would make the knitted sweater worn by Inoue Chizume slide towards her upper body.

It's just that when Matsuda Jinpei was hugging someone, his mind was full of "be gentle when putting the person down, and don't hurt Chizuru", and he didn't notice the slippery sweater at all.

"..."

Covering his face with his hands and squatting down again, the white smoke rising from Matsuda Jinhei's head was really thick enough to call a fire engine.

The author says:

Friendly reminder from the lady doctor in the comment area: If there is blood scab, you can use a hot towel to wet compress if there is no wound, and clean the wound with iodine and other sterile drugs.

Please don’t imitate the plots in the chapters. Qianshu mainly suffers from internal injuries and bruises. There is no external injury, but sticky blood that cannot be wiped off. That’s why Song Tiantian dared to carry someone to the bathroom.

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