Mycroft doesn't care about Sherlock, anyway, he can't see any emotions from Sherlock's cat now.

Mycroft couldn't help reaching out and gently scratching the little kitty's belly, which really made Sherlock bark at him.

However, Mycroft's expression became more cheerful, and he couldn't help but gently shook Sherlock's tender paw.

Although what he got was Sherlock's merciless paw, it didn't affect his good mood at all.

"Sherlock?" Dr. Watson asked in confusion when he heard Mycroft's words, "Is this cat's name also Sherlock?"

Is the name Sherlock poisonous?The person who calls it is so difficult to deal with, and the cat who calls it is also so difficult to serve!

Mycroft heard a big arc on his lips, and said happily, "That's right, its name is also Sherlock."

It's just that in Sherlock's eyes, Mycroft's appearance is malicious no matter what.

"Mycroft, are you really not considering neutering this cat? I'm not helping."

He is a military doctor, and it is still possible to perform such an operation on animals.

Helen: "..."

Why on earth is Dr. Watson so obsessed with performing this kind of operation on this cat?Can you let Sherlock go?

When Mycroft heard that the upward curve of the corners of his lips increased even more, he glanced at Sherlock who was covered in curly hair, and seemed to be really thinking about it.

This made Sherlock kick his feet on Mycroft's body involuntarily, and a pair of tender claws began to scratch at him.

"Oh oh, Sherlock, come on!"

Seeing Sherlock's ferocious appearance, although Mycroft easily restrained him, Helen couldn't help crying out worriedly.

"Hey, this cat doesn't seem to have enough IQ!" Mycroft laughed.

This made Sherlock even more angry, but he was lying in Mycroft's arms and was restrained by him so that he could not move.

This dead fat man really has too thick a fat layer, his stomach is so soft!Sherlock doubted that he could play ball on it.

Seeing Sherlock struggling hard but helpless on him, Mycroft smiled even more happily.

Although McCoff really wanted to take his younger brother's appearance back home, but considering how inconvenient his working place was.

If you bring him home, although McCoff would like to tell his parents the truth, but considering that they are getting older, it is better not to refresh their worldview so as not to irritate them.

"Helen, let you take good care of this cat."

Mycroft didn't seem to see Helen's dislike for the cat, and the cat's dislike for him.

He took Sherlock down and handed it to Helen, and solemnly instructed.

Although he is such an unlovable younger brother, he, as an older brother, still regards him as his lifeblood.

After hearing what Mycroft said, Sherlock was relieved immediately when he knew that he had escaped from McCoff.

But Helen couldn't help but feel bitter. Originally, she thought that she had given away this hot potato, but it turned out that she was happy for nothing.

Helen had no choice but to bring Sherlock back again. She looked at him with a sad face.

Sherlock, hurry up and turn back into a human!Helen couldn't help praying in her heart.

As if Sherlock didn't feel the emotions on Helen, he swaggered in and out of her house.Anyway, she couldn't really throw him out!

In the middle of the night, Sherlock got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, which is such a trouble for a cat.

When he passed by the living room, he saw Helen's body huddled up on the sofa, his green cat's eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

Sherlock went over and got into Helen's quilt, and fell asleep beside her.

Hmph, how dare you despise him so much, if she woke up early in the morning and found herself sleeping next to her, her expression would be wonderful.Sherlock couldn't wait for dawn.

Helen hadn't woken up yet, but she could feel the sun shining in at dawn.

But she felt that her body was so hot that she was about to sweat, and the heat source seemed to be beside her, a big object.

Helen struggled uncomfortably, but was hugged even tighter, and she almost couldn't breathe.

No, hold! ! !Realizing this, Helen was awakened immediately!

However, what caught her eyes was a naked man.

Although the opposite was Sherlock's familiar long face, but this did not reduce Helen's panic in the slightest.

I was actually hugged by Sherlock and slept all night, and he was still naked, my God!She was so close to him!

"Ahhhh!"

Helen couldn't help screaming, and quickly rolled and crawled away from Sherlock's arms.

Naturally, Sherlock woke up with a sore ear from the loud noise in his ear. He glared at Helen dissatisfied and said, "What is it called!"

Only suddenly, Sherlock realized that something was wrong with him, and he was able to speak.

No, Sherlock quickly looked at his body, and it was he who finally turned back into a human.

However, Helen didn't seem to even feel such an obvious change. She just looked at him with a terrified and defensive face, and refused his approach.

Sherlock himself hadn't thought of this accident, but Helen's reaction was too extreme, which gave Sherlock a headache.

Sherlock hurriedly took the quilt to wrap himself around his body, and looked at Helen with a slight smile, but he wasn't embarrassed at all.

"Helen, help me go to 221b to get my clothes."

Helen: "..." Sherlock, you are really rude to her!

And, Helen thought about how many things she had to throw away during Sherlock's stay here for a few days.

But she really couldn't let Sherlock be naked like this, Helen had no choice but to go to 221b to get clothes for Sherlock without any complaints.

After Helen packed Sherlock's clothes and closed the door, she happened to meet Dr. Watson who was going to work.

He looked at the bag in Helen's hand and said strangely: "Helen, what are you doing with Sherlock's clothes?"

"Change him, he's at my house."

As soon as Helen's words came out, Dr. Watson's eyes lit up.

Changing and washing clothes at a girl's house early in the morning, what else could be the reason?Hey, adults understand.

Sherlock really can't tell, his movements are really fast enough!

Having spent the night at Helen's house so soon, it seems that the title of the first virgin in London has finally got rid of him!

It's just that Sherlock is too inconsiderate. After that kind of thing, he still has to bother the girl to run back and forth, ordering her like this.

Dr. Watson couldn't help looking at Helen apologetically and earnestly, and said, "Helen is really hard on you, you can't spoil Sherlock like this."

Helen looked at Dr. Watson helplessly when she heard the words. She didn't want to spoil him, but she couldn't let a naked man stay in her home.

"No, Sherlock, no clothes."

Thinking of the other party's behavior in 221b, Dr. Watson was suspiciously silent.

Helen took the clothes to Sherlock and asked him to put them on, while she went out to buy a little more, because there were too many to throw away.

It's just that Helen just went downstairs, and when she passed the street, she was knocked unconscious by a flowerpot that fell from nowhere.

After Sherlock changed his clothes, Helen told him before leaving that she had gone shopping nearby.

It's just that Sherlock waited for a long time and didn't see her come back, so he got a little impatient and went out.

It's just that not long after he went downstairs, he saw Helen's figure lying on the ground, and he ran over quickly.

"Helen, Helen!" Sherlock called her name, but Helen didn't respond.

Sherlock quickly called an ambulance, held Helen in his arms, and helped her control the blood on her head.

Sherlock frowned fiercely and stared at Helen. What kind of luck is this? She went out to buy something and was smashed like this. No one is there!

Sherlock just wanted to use this emotion to cover up his panic. Helen didn't look too good.

The ambulance arrived soon, and they sent Helen to the car, and Sherlock went to the hospital together.

Helen's condition was stabilized very quickly, but she never woke up, and even the doctor couldn't know when she would wake up.

Sherlock has been guarding Helen's hospital bed all the time, looking at the petite girl trapped in the quilt on the bed, his frown has never been loosened.

This kind of thing happened in just a short period of time, and Helen might not even be able to wake up. This made Sherlock feel extremely absurd, how could it be possible?

He had just been freed from the damn magic, but Helen fell down again, Sherlock still couldn't believe it until now.

The girl who was so angry that he jumped, although she looked very weak and soft, but in fact she was more noisy than anyone else, just lay lifelessly on the hospital bed.

Sherlock supported his chin with both hands, and he frowned and stared at Helen with an extremely deep expression.

"Helen, I don't believe you won't wake up!"

Sherlock couldn't help but reached out and took Helen's little hand into his own and held it tightly, his fingertips gently stroking the back of her hand.

Normally, Helen couldn't help but jump up and shake off his hand with disgust.

Sherlock was also looking forward to this in his heart, but in the end Helen didn't move.

His expression became darker, and the emotion in his heart surged more intensely.

He also seemed to be almost unable to restrain the emotion that Sherlock had felt strongly in his heart ever since he saw Helen lying here.

So turbulent, so violent, it was more unforgettable than his taking drugs.

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