But Xia Min thought about it, and it seemed that there was something different.

After all, he can change some processes when he re-experiences someone else's last day, at most, the ending will not change, but there are many things he can do in the process.

But now it's different, not only will he subconsciously do the same thing in his memory at every point in time, but every event that appears is expected by Xia Min.

It's like watching a movie twice, nothing will change, except that you know the plot behind it.

So Xia Min tried to consciously not go to the hospital and went home directly after work.

Xia Min was a little worried when he came out of the funeral home, afraid that something strange would happen after he deviated from his original trajectory.

But until I got into the taxi, there was nothing special about it.

Just in case of accidents, Xia Min still brought his own kit, whether it was self-defense or whatever, it would never be wrong to bring some gadgets.

"Where are you going?"

"Hmm... The New Town community in the South Bank district. ”

"Okay."

The driver started the taxi, and Xia Min held the tool kit and vigilantly looked out the window, ready to jump out of the car and run away as soon as something went wrong.

The driver didn't notice Xia Min's abnormality, looked at Xia Min in the rearview mirror and was a little nervous, and took the initiative to talk.

"Little brother works at the funeral home?"

"yes." Xia Min replied casually, but his attention was obviously not on it.

"How did you come up with the idea of doing this?" The driver seemed interested.

"I've been an introvert since I was a kid and I'm not good at dealing with people, so I don't need to socialize with people in this business." This is the truth, and it is indeed Xia Min's original intention at the beginning.

"Oh." The driver nodded: "Then why don't you go to the forensic doctor, you are also dealing with the dead, and the treatment should be better than the funeral home?" ”

"What do you say? In the TV series, forensic doctors do often perform autopsies or something, but in fact, many times forensic doctors examine the living, do injury identification or something, and sometimes they have to run around to check the corpse or something, which is very troublesome, it is better to be in the funeral home, waiting for yourself to come to the door. ”

Xia Min turned his head back, he felt that there should be no big problem, and he began to talk nonsense with the driver without a ride, but for no reason, Xia Min felt that he had a sense of familiarity that was out of harmony.

"Yes." The driver agreed: "The funeral home is actually quite good, the hospital is responsible for saving the living, and the funeral home is responsible for sending the dead away with dignity, which is a very sacred unit, but many people have misunderstandings about the funeral home, I think it's quite chilling." ”

"yes."

This sentence reached Xia Min's heart, many acquaintances wanted to give him a blind date, as long as Xia Min said that he worked in a funeral home, the other party would laugh awkwardly, and then change the topic.

Xia Min is not earth-shatteringly handsome, but he is still quite delicate, and he belongs to the type that seems to be a little milk dog.

But when he opened his mouth, he knew it was a teddy.

Many people have sighed, what a good young man, but it's a pity that he has a long mouth.

"Many people have misunderstandings about our industry, some think it is unlucky, some think it is unclean, some think it is bad, anyway, there are all kinds of things, but well, I don't bother to care, just do my job well."

"The young man has a very good mentality, don't argue with them, what's the point of arguing with others, let them say what they say, who doesn't have to put it in that little box sooner or later?"

The driver enlightened Xia Min: "Just like me, sometimes I am angry, you say that sometimes you can't pull a few customers a day when you drive a taxi, don't say how much money you make, there are always some fools on the road, and I don't know how to get a driver's license. ”

"Yo, master, I heard that many people have road rage when driving now, if all drivers were like you..."

Xia Min's words stopped abruptly, because he finally knew where that strange familiarity came from.

Xia Min inadvertently glanced in the rearview mirror and happened to see half of the driver's face with the bridge of his nose upward.

I saw that the forehead above the eyes was covered with thick gauze.

"Master... Are you, hurt? ”

Xia Min swallowed.

"It's not counted, work injuries are all minor injuries."

Xia Min touched the seat: "Master... Your car... Changed? ”

"yes, the one before was too broken to drive."

The driver nodded at first, and then felt a little strange: "How do you know that I have changed cars, and you have been in my car?" ”

Xia Min said plausibly: "Sort of." ”

"What, master, can you pull over for a while, I forgot something in the unit, I have to go back and get it."

The driver smiled haughtily: "What's the matter, I'll send you back." ”

"Alas... No... No, master, I'm re..."

Before Xia Min finished speaking, he saw someone in front of him who changed lanes without turning the signal, and just jumped in front of the taxi and inserted it to the left, blocking the path of the driver who was about to change lanes and turn around.

"Hey, you're the first person in my day, did you change your way like this? If I don't teach you a lesson today, do you really think that this road was opened by your family? ”

Xia Min didn't even want to say words of comfort, and immediately fastened his seat belt and curled up in the corner.

Looking at the driver slamming the steering wheel, and the iconic smile representing victory on his face, Xia Min knew that the script was the script, and he should go to the hospital, and he couldn't run away!

"Boom!"

……

"There are no beds in the hospital, just disinfect and bandage your little injury, your kid is lucky, Lao Bao is miserable, and he was dragged to rescue again." The older nurse arranged Xia Min on the aisle bench: "I'll check it later, if you don't feel at ease, it's recommended to take a film." ”

Xia Min put a band-aid on his forehead, and because he was on the right side and shrunk in the corner, he just suffered a little abrasion and broke some skin, and the airbag in the driver's seat popped out at that time.

Xia Min nodded at first, and then was a little puzzled: "Old Bao? ”

"That's the driver, his name is Bao Piqi, a frequent visitor to the hospital, and I don't know why I haven't been fired for driving like this."

“…… Okay, thank you, doctor. ”

"It's okay, I'm going to help, you can leave if you feel okay."

Xia Min smiled bitterly, thinking to herself, can I leave...

Sure enough, as soon as the doctor left on the front foot, Uncle Shen came on the back foot.

Xia Min hurriedly opened his toolkit.

Uncle Shen was also flashed by the silver shining tool, and subconsciously asked, "Huh?" Are you a doctor? ”

Xia Min smiled slightly: "I'm a Rong Master." ”

Sure enough, it was the same plot again, Xia Min sighed in his heart, and after sending the old man away, he sat until the power went out in the hospital.

The familiar voice sounded again: "Help me..."

Xia Min walked to the entrance of the stairway, and it was the doctor lying on the ground and dying.

And just as Xia Min was about to beat the doctor first without saying a word, the doctor raised his head in surprise:

"Tiezi, you're here again?"