It's not that I don't know if it's because of Jian Shutong's recent water reversal, or if he hasn't experienced intense exercise for too long, and his body that has taken care of himself early is not good. He was carried into the hospital by two people, and the results of the film were made, until he was lying on the hospital bed with his feet hanging from the plaster, and Jian Shutong was unwilling to accept the fact that he "couldn't move around at will for the next three to four weeks".

He looked at the hard plaster foot and thought to himself, it is true that he can't move now.

However, people have three urgencies, and it is not that he can not move if he wants to. As soon as Jian Shutong sat up a little, he was immediately pressed back.

Lu Ziyuan said, "What to take?" ”

"Go to the bathroom." Jian Shutong said that he would ignore Lu Ziyuan's obstruction and forcibly sit up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Wang Mo took out a urinal very attentively, "Brother Jian, the things are ready for you, don't be shy." ”

"Get out." He didn't say a word, his face was dark, and he pulled his hand, thinking to himself why Lu Ziyuan was messing around with this living treasure.

This is a public ward, and he goes to the toilet in public.

Jian Shutong stood up and leaned against the wall, and looked at the two people around him with resentment, but they were all indifferent, and no one wanted to come over to help him. Especially when Wang Mo still had a stupid urinal in his hand, he couldn't help but glance at it in his heart.

It's better for him to jump over on one leg on his own.

The already small room was occupied by six single beds, and there were many family members accompanying the room at this time, which made the road that was not a few steps quite difficult.

Jian Shutong's face did not change and jumped on one leg through the family that was eating next to him, and the family of the landlord who was fighting at the door of the toilet, he was so tired that he finally went to the bathroom, took a breath, and the word regret faintly floated in his heart.

"This kid has a lot of personality." The aunt who was eating next to her couldn't help but laugh, and asked casually, "Why did you get a plaster?" ”

"I twisted my foot while playing." Wang Mo, as a friend of women for many years, replied casually, "I didn't pay attention to the bumps, but this time I found my head." ”

The aunt saw that Wang Mo was chubby and willing to speak, so she wanted to talk more. didn't want her husband to pull him on the side, so she looked over and found that the young man standing next to her was looking at him quietly, and his face was a little ugly.

Lu Ziyuan noticed that someone was looking at him, and the green tendons on his forehead trembled, so he waved his hand at Wang Mo and motioned for himself to go out and smoke a cigarette.

He left the room with a calm face, holding the cigarette case in his hand, but there was not even a lighter in the cigarette case.

Lu Ziyuan didn't go far, he stood against the wall and thought in his heart that Jian Shutong's problem was terrible.

If he hadn't asked about Team Li's situation today, Jian Shutong might have encountered much trouble, and it would be a question of whether he could be rescued when Wang Mo arrived.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be afraid. The fear that had devoured reason before didn't seem to have completely faded, and a monstrous wave erupted with a slight lift, and he couldn't breathe anymore when he was beaten, and his whole body hurt.

Lu Ziyuan, who was angry, completely forgot that Jian Shutong's life for more than 20 years has not existed without him, and he has followed Team Li through many cases, but he is still alive and kicking up until now, and he will not be completely without the ability to protect himself.

However, at this time, Lu Ziyuan could only hide here and sulk, and he had no identity and position to care. He even thought that to Jian Shutong, he was just a familiar professor, or just a brain controller operator with some usefulness.

It's only been a few days, and he's almost running out of patience.

I couldn't help but want to tell Jian Shutong that his time travel was not a superpower, and this was not the first time he had traveled back. The two of them should have been intimate a long time ago, and they shouldn't have been so unfamiliar. As early as the success of the first time and space travel experiment, when he unexpectedly saw Jian Shutong, all this was destined to be impossible to turn back.

It's a pity that he can't say anything now, he doesn't want Jian Shutong to think that he has another purpose to come to him.

Lu Ziyuan covered his eyes, and kept admonishing himself in his heart, he needed to wait, wait for a suitable time, the right time. He should keep an acquaintance's distance in moderation. The emotions in his heart gradually calmed down, and Professor Lu returned to the seemingly gentle and polite Professor Lu, and his unreasonable possessiveness never seemed to appear, so he turned around and returned to the ward.

Young Master Jian, an expert who is inconvenient to walk and has poor legs and feet, opened the door with hatred, and was about to jump back stupidly in the eyes of everyone, but he didn't expect to bump into Lu Ziyuan who had just come in when he opened the door.

Jian Shutong leaned against the wall and didn't expect Lu Ziyuan to wait here, although he didn't want to jump back hard, but when he thought of jumping over by himself just now, he was embarrassed to beg for mercy.

His hesitant little eyes blinked, and before he could think about whether to speak, Lu Ziyuan's psychological construction just now collapsed instantly, and he resigned himself to his fate and sent the person back to the hospital bed with a support.

However, Jian Shutong, who had just sat down, couldn't stay honest for a while, he received a message from Team Li, "Zhang Zhuang is upstairs, take a look at him." ”

"Wait a minute." Lu Ziyuan didn't object, I saw him go out and come back, pushing a wheelchair, and said in a resolute tone, "I'll push you over." ”

Jian Shutong, forget the "......", he can't do it, it's good.

"Multiple soft group contusions, abdominal hemorrhage, minor concussion, two teeth missing, the focus is eight stitches on the head." On the way there, Wang Mo quickly reported the injury, and after the report, he didn't forget to praise Professor Lu's skills.

Jian Shutong listened, but he was worried about another thing in his heart, "Team Li brought the brain controller with me, I wonder if Professor Lu is willing to help me operate it?" ”

Lu Ziyuan lightly refused, "You are injured now." ”

Wang Mo was embarrassed, and carefully looked up and down, making sure that his Brother Jian injured his feet and not his head.

"If you don't help me, I also want to watch it again, I didn't want to waste it twice." Jian Shutong said regretfully, squinting his eyes and secretly looking at Lu Ziyuan's reaction.

What else could Professor Lu say, so he had to nod in submission again.

After getting the approval, Wang Mo immediately rushed to find Team Li to get the equipment.

When he arrived at the ward, Jian Shutong couldn't help but be speechless, Zhang Zhuang still had a single room, and he slept in a quiet environment.

Lu Ziyuan pushed him to the side of the bed, and waited for Wang Mo to get the instrument back, and then he began to quickly debug and confirm that he could start transcribing his memory, and then he pushed Jian Shutong to the edge of the bed.

Zhang Zhuang's right hand was still hanging from the water, and Jian Shutong stretched out two fingers on the man's exposed wrist, closed his eyes, and began to read Zhang Zhuang's memory.

Zhang Zhuang is in his early twenties. Since he was a child, he has made a living watching the scene for others, but he is a gangster who has never even touched a knife a few times.

It is worth noting that one evening, he improvised a crime and wanted to rob with a stick in the alley, but he was inexplicably hit in the back and knocked unconscious. When I woke up again, I was in a bar, and I was all cleaned up.

As soon as the picture turned, Zhang Zhuang was taken to another room, and when he looked up, he saw a woman sitting on the seat, the woman seemed to have just returned from a good time, and she was still wearing a bandeau dress skirt that outlined the curves, half-lying on the sofa and swallowing clouds, Zhang Zhuang didn't dare to look more and immediately lowered her head.

The woman laughed softly, she was so charming that even her voice was greasy and seductive. She pinched her voice and said to him, "Zhang Zhuang, do everything with me, listen to me, no matter what I say, you have no right to question." ”

Under the dim light in the room, Zhang Zhuang couldn't help but look up again and secretly glanced at the woman, but he was looking at her. Zhang Zhuang's heart trembled, his eyes intertwined, and it seemed that a sweet smell rushed to his nose, which made him forget what day it was.

When he came back to his senses, Zhang Zhuang was already kneeling at the woman's feet and replied to the question just now, "Yes, Sister Mei Lan." The sword mountain and the sea of fire are not resigned. ”

"Go ahead."

The memory jumped again, Zhang Zhuang had obviously begun to familiarize himself with the things in the bar, and on this day a man wearing a hoodie and a mask came, and when he saw Zhang Zhuang at the bar, he asked first, "Where is Mei Lan?" ”

Zhang Zhuang shook his head truthfully, "I don't know." ”

The masked man pulled out his sharp knife, pointed at the bar with the tip of the knife glowing with cold light, and asked again, "Where is Mei Lan?" ”

Zhang Zhuang instantly slid down in a cold sweat, looking at the thug hiding at the door for help, trembling and wanting to retreat and escape.

Ah Tai, the thug standing at the door, saw the movement on this side, took the walkie-talkie and said a few words, and then came over to ask the mask man to leave, and did not forget to leave a sentence at him before leaving, "Waste." ”

Zhang Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, it was already time for the bar, he just had to sit on the side and watch the scene. At this time, a young man with a round face and a small head ran over and called him, "Zhang Zhuang, follow me." In the future, Sister Meilan will hand over the delivery work to you. ”

"Brother Song, I've never sent it, I can't mess it up." Zhang Zhuangcheng was terrified.

The little round face called Brother Song, who looks younger than Zhang Zhuang, is full of disdain at the moment, but he still pats Zhang Zhuang's shoulder like a good brother, "Don't worry, I'll take you back today." ”

While talking, Zhang Zhuang was taken to the door of a room, he knocked on the door and entered, only to see Mei Lan's hand pressed the handrail of a small cart used to push goods, still smoking, and he didn't see who came in, so he opened his mouth and ordered, "Push it out." ”

Zhang Zhuang immediately went over to take the cart, and when he pushed it out, he found that the cart cart contained a person in the cart, and the person was holding a sharp knife with a cold light in his hand.

It was the masked man who threatened him at the bar earlier.

Seeing him come out, Brother Song, who was waiting outside the door, immediately came over, taught Zhang Zhuang how to seal the cardboard box, and where to leave an air opening, and directed all the way to send the mask man to the truck that had been waiting outside for a long time.

Zhang Zhuang watched the truck go away, his heart was still pounding, and he didn't notice the side of the road when he turned around, and he was directly tripped over and rolled into the mud. He quickly stood up. I couldn't help rubbing my hands, and said with a smile to the young man, "The first time I made a delivery, I was a little nervous. ”

"Cowardice, this person is all voluntary, and I can't complain about you."

"Yes, that's what you said."

The picture blurs again, and gradually becomes clearer again.

Still in the room where they first met, Zhang Zhuang's cringe seemed to have been cured a lot, he stood upright, but he still hung his head and faced Mei Lan, respectfully.

Mei Lan leaned closer, her index finger slowly slid down Zhang Zhuang's ear to the tip of her chin, and poked his shoulder with her fingertips, her voice was lazy, "You can't waste all your efforts, do me a favor." ”

"Go get your head back, don't let me down."

"Yes." After Zhang Zhuang answered, he turned around, and there was a person sitting behind him against the wall, it was the previous thug Atai.

It's just that someone has a hole in his head, and a dirty plastic tube is inserted into it and it is still twitching. Although the pipe was dirty, it still lived up to his translucent material, even if he only glanced at it, he could know that those things that couldn't see the shape and color were pulled out along the tube, knowing what it might be, Zhang Zhuang suddenly felt sick to his stomach.

The picture is changed again, which is what happened after meeting Jian Shutong.

Jian Shutong was just about to open his eyes, but he unexpectedly found that his face flashed in front of him. It's a bit subtle, and it's the first time he's experienced it.

He opened his eyes and said angrily, "Don't pretend, what are you peeking at me, it's not like you haven't seen it." ”