After wearing the book, I became the villain's sword spirit

A feeling of falling apart came from Shu Mingli's mouth, and he suddenly woke up with a groan.

He opened his eyes and saw the darkness everywhere, and felt numbness in his hands and feet, he hissed, and lay down on the armchair to wait for the numbness to pass.

But when I looked at the ceiling, I felt something strange in my heart, extremely depressed, and lost, as if something had been pulled out, and it was empty.

Just when Shu Mingli was immersed in this unspeakable feeling, the door was gently pushed open.

The person outside the door was a young female nurse. Seeing that he was awake, she smiled and said, "Doctor Shu, you are awake."

Shu Mingli was taken aback, but later he realized that it was because he was called to perform the operation in the middle of the night, and he was too tired after the operation, so he fell asleep unconsciously in the office.

Recalling the reason, Shu Mingli grinned and said, "Well, how is the patient?"

"The patient is out of danger." After finishing speaking, the female nurse looked at this and said softly: "Please, this is the third overtime work this week. The director just said that you can go back and rest for two days. He has already contacted Dr. Li. .”

Shu Mingli nodded, "Okay, the patient file is in the drawer, ask him to call me if there is anything to do."

The female nurse smiled and said, "You should have a good rest."

The door was closed.

Shu Mingli waited for the numbness to fade away, propped himself up on the chair and got up, feeling a little hungry in his stomach, and sighed.

I was called over for surgery in the middle of the night, and now it's past midnight, and I haven't eaten anything before going to bed, and now I'm working hard all night, so of course I'm going to be hungry.

He picked up the phone on the table, opened it and scanned it, it was already five o'clock.

On the way back, let's buy something and go back, Shu Ming made up his mind.

He got up and took off the surgical gown, put on his coat, put the phone in his pocket and walked out.

In the hospital late at night, there were very few people coming and going, it was cold and empty.

The operation was urgent this time, and the patient had no time to transfer, so he was directly placed in a temporary operating room on the third floor. Except for those operating rooms, they were all wards. Although it was late at night, the lights were still on and the sound was faint.

Shu Mingli went down the corridor to take the elevator, but after walking a few steps, he saw a patient in hospital uniform sitting on a rest chair in the corridor.

It was a middle-aged woman with gray hair, staring blankly at the safe passage sign that glowed faintly with green light.

Shu Ming paused, raised his foot and walked over, and asked, "Hello, it's so late, why don't you rest in your room?"

Hearing someone speak, the woman turned her face numbly.

Under the faint light, her eyes were illuminated with some light, but otherwise it was completely silent and gray.

The woman opened her mouth and smiled, but her words were lifeless: "Is it useful to rest?"

At this moment, with the sound of a door opening, a young girl with sleepy eyes came out from a nearby door.

After seeing the woman, she woke up a little, and came forward: "Mom, why did you run out again in the middle of the night?"

The woman didn't answer.

The girl sighed, looked back at Shu Mingli, nodded slightly as a greeting, then turned back and continued: "Don't be so worried about this disease, the doctor said, it will be fine after chemotherapy, our family has always been blessed Big one, nothing will happen, you just need to rest well now..."

Saying that, the girl helped the woman up, but the woman didn't resist, and the two of them walked back into the room slowly.

Shu Mingli frowned slightly as he thought about the woman's expressionless expression just now.

And when he realized his emotions, he was taken aback.

After staying for a few years, he was already used to it. Shu Mingli shook his head dumbly, and shook off the inexplicable feeling of depression. He didn't stay any longer, and quickly went downstairs and left the hospital.

There were even more people on the road, except for the 24-hour convenience store and street lights that were still on. Fortunately, he lived not far from the hospital, so he was not in a hurry.

After going to the convenience store to buy some dry food, Shu Mingli walked back leisurely.

But just when he reached the intersection, he suddenly heard a rush of horns.

Looking up, I saw a small car rushing straight to the electric pole in front.

There was a rumbling sound in his ears, and it was so close at hand. For some reason, he felt that this scene was a little familiar, and he suddenly felt cold all over his body.

This sense of familiarity was inexplicable, and people were much slower. It was not until there was a scream that Shu Mingli realized it and ran to the accident side.

As he approached, he heard yelling and cursing from inside the car.

The body of the car was seriously damaged, but the people were fine.

Shu Mingli saw the situation clearly, heaved a sigh of relief, and continued walking home.

On the way home, the scene of the car accident still lingered in my mind.

After returning home, he changed his shoes at the entrance, ate and wrote briefly, charged his phone, lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Depressed, depressed, lost, these inexplicable emotions linger in the bottom of my heart lingeringly.

what happened?

As a doctor, I often work overtime during my rest time, and sometimes I don’t sleep for two days, but I never have such a dull feeling.

Feeling very uncomfortable and unhappy, with a vague astringent pain, he pressed his fingers to his heart, and after a while, feeling a little irritable, Shu Mingli simply got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The water mist was transpiring, looking at the blurry world in front of him, the sense of sleepiness from the overnight operation finally emerged.

When he came out, his whole body softened.

After going to bed, he didn't care about anything else, and he soon fell asleep.

But this feeling is not practical.

Not long after, Shu Mingli woke up with a start.

Turn on the phone and look, it's seven o'clock.

It's only been an hour.

Rubbing between his brows, he looked tired: "Are you crazy..."

Can't let him sleep well?

Lie paralyzed on the bed until eight o'clock, managed to regain some energy, Shu Ming stood up, but just as he was about to go to the kitchen, the cell phone rang beside him.

Picking up the phone, he was taken aback when he saw the caller's name, but the back of him suddenly became active.

When the phone was picked up, a female voice came from the opposite side: "A Li?"

Shu Mingli leaned against the balcony and spoke with a softer voice: "Sister."

There seemed to be some noise on the opposite side, and he stretched out his hand to lift the blinds to look at the morning scene outside, and he patiently waited for someone to reply.

Soon, the other party came back and said with a smile: "I just picked up my luggage, A Li, are you at home now?"

"I'm here." Shu Ming stood up.

"Oh, is the hospital busy today? I brought Xiaoyang here. He wanted to go to the playground because he was on vacation. He just got off the high-speed train—" Shu Mingya was a little embarrassed, "Is it convenient for you? Come out for a meal?"

Shu Mingli was taken aback for a moment, his expression was obviously a little happy, and his voice was clear and clear: "I'm not busy, I'll pick you up?"

When he was ten years old, his parents had an accident, and he was able to grow up mostly thanks to his 12-year-old sister Shu Mingya.

If there is any fetter in this world, it is the only close relative.

When I went to the station, I saw a woman in bright yellow clothes pulling an eight or nine-year-old child from a distance. Shu Ming smiled slightly and rushed over: "Sister."

Shu Mingya looked over and narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Long time no see, A Li."

After saying that, she lowered her head, "Xiaoyang, call me uncle."

The child was a little shy, and timidly raised his head when he heard the words, and called out in a low voice: "Uncle."

Shu Mingli was dumbfounded, and squatted down, "Xiaoyang, do you miss your uncle?"

Xiaoyang blinked, and said crisply: "I want to!"

"That uncle didn't love you for nothing." Shu Mingli pinched his nose, got up, and took the luggage from Shu Mingya's hand, "Sister, why didn't you tell me that you were coming? I will drive to pick you up. Why take the high-speed rail, how long have you been sitting there?"

Shu Mingya smiled, "As far as your three-legged cat's driving skills are concerned, can I rest assured?"

Hearing this, Shu Mingli touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

Although he has a car after taking the driver's license test, he rarely drives because he lives close to the company.

"Don't worry, I also drove here this time, so I have to trouble you to rest assured for a while." Shu Ming stood up.

Shu Mingya looked at Shu Mingli, scrutinized her, and suddenly said: "It's only been a month since we last met, it's weird, I feel like I haven't seen you for more than a year."

Shu Mingli was taken aback.

"Could it be that Shibie is like three autumns every day?" He thought about it, then tilted his head and said, "You must miss me."

Shu Mingya burst out laughing at his gag, and said helplessly, "You."

Xiaoyang also laughed when he heard it, nodded and said: "Mom thinks, talk about uncle every day, let me study hard like uncle."

"Yes, Xiaoyang is in the third grade now, so he must study hard like uncle."

Shu Mingli bent down and touched his hair with his fingers naturally.

And just when they were about to touch each other, a shadow flashed past in a daze, and his hand suddenly froze in place.

Something brushed across his cheek, warm and slightly cool.

Raising his hand to touch a piece of wetness, Shu Ming was stunned, and an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart.

After Xiaoyang looked up and saw it, he said crisply, "Mom, uncle is crying."

Shu Mingya thought he was joking, and was about to scold him, when she turned her head and saw Shu Mingli's eyes were red, and said quickly, "Ah Li? What's wrong?"

Shu Mingli woke up suddenly.

He raised his hand to wipe it, and laughed: "I don't know what's wrong, there are some..."

But the more she rubbed, the more fierce the tears became, and she couldn't control them at all.

Feelings of sadness and reluctance were mixed together, and inexplicable emotions gushed out, as if they were suffocating and unable to speak.

Shu Mingli felt it was ridiculous and absurd, but he couldn't restrain himself at all, he couldn't say a word, so he just buried his head and blocked all the emotions on his face.

Shu Mingya frowned and patted him on the back.

The ears of the people squatting on the ground were red. Shu Mingli had always been a quiet person. Even if he felt uncomfortable, he would resolve it by himself. It was rare for him to lose control of his emotions.

After the menacing and inexplicable emotion faded away, Shu Ming stood in a daze.

What is he crying for?

But when he tried to figure out the source of that emotion, he was overwhelmed by an even more unbearable depression. He remained silent for a while, avoiding to think deeply.

After the hot feeling after crying in disbelief faded away, Shu Mingli raised his head, and Xiaoyang's curious gaze met his eyes.

"It's so embarrassing," he took a breath, and said hoarsely to Xiaoyang, "Let us Xiaoyang see the joke, isn't uncle very good-for-nothing?"

Xiaoyang looked at Shu Mingya, then at Shu Mingli, shaking his head.

"A Li," Shu Mingya said softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Shu Ming stood up, smiled, and prevaricated: "It may be that the work pressure has been a little bit lately...it's okay."

Why is work so stressful?

Feeling that he was hiding something, Shu Mingya frowned: "A Li..."

But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted.

"I'm going to the playground now, or... why don't you leave your luggage at my house first?" Shu Ming restored his previous appearance on the façade, and said with some embarrassment: "Do you want to live here?"

Shu Mingya paused.

He didn't want to say.

She frowned, originally she couldn't help it, but how could she feel relieved with Shu Mingli's current appearance.

Without further questioning the reason for his gaffe just now, Shu Mingya said: "Let's stay overnight, it's rare for Xiaoyang to have a vacation, so besides the playground, I'll take him to other places to broaden his horizons."

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do these few days, so I'll play with you." Shu Mingli said with a smile.

Shu Mingya shook her head: "I'll just take Xiaoyang with me, and you can just stay at home..."

"Sister," Shu Mingli said helplessly, blinking his eyes: "I haven't been to an amusement park for a long time, I stay at home except for work, and I take this opportunity to relax."

Shu Mingya was startled, then nodded, "That's fine."

After the agreement was made, Shu Mingli took them back home to rest. Shu Mingya was hesitant to speak along the way, but Shu Mingli's attitude was completely indifferent. Even if she was worried, she could only temporarily suppress her full of doubts down.

After entering the door, Shu Mingli started to get busy.

They rushed over in the morning, usually after five o'clock in the car. They must have not had a good rest, and they were not in a hurry to go to the playground.

After lunch, Xiao Yang felt sleepy, so Shu Mingya put him down to sleep.

Turning her head to look at the person fiddled with her mobile phone in front of the balcony, she pursed her lips and walked over.

Shu Mingli was booking tickets, when he saw Shu Mingya coming over from the corner of his eye, he said, "Are you only going to the amusement park? After the amusement park, you can go to the water park and the aquarium. What does Xiao Yang like to eat? Take him to eat at night... ..."

"A Li," Shu Mingya said, "Don't be busy, let's chat."

Shu Mingli paused while holding the phone.

The author has something to say: there will be a few chapters on modern times.

The outline is like this. I don’t know if it’s good to suddenly intersperse the modern times in Gudanli.

Hospitals are privately owned.

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