After Zhuang Youjie obtained his university diploma, he still didn't want to go home and become a businessman, so his tutor wrote to introduce him to the middle school affiliated to the college as a teacher.

Zhuang Youjie himself has good grades, and he teaches Mandarin, which he is very good at, and after a little adaptation, he will do his work handily.

Last week, the school held a consent exam, and when the exams were over, it was time for the teachers to be busy, and Zhuang Youjie corrected the test papers in the office until midnight, and then dragged his exhausted body back to the teacher's dormitory arranged by the school.

However, as soon as he turned off the lights and lay down, there was a sharp knock at the door.

Zhuang Youjie was tired and wanted to get a good night's sleep, when he heard this life-threatening knock on the door, he was irritable in his heart.

He thought it was the confused teacher who lived next door and came to borrow pen and ink again, turned over and got out of bed irritably, and slammed the door open.

However, to his surprise, there was a thin figure standing outside the door, and as soon as he opened the door, the figure was pestled into his arms.

Zhuang Youjie was caught off guard and hurriedly hugged the other party, and then his nose smelled a strong smell of blood.

Smelling such a smell, Zhuang Youjie's heart was shocked, and the hand holding the other party seemed to have come into contact with some sticky liquid.

Recently, there have been rumors in this area that there are thieves, is it possible that this person in front of him is ......

Zhuang Youjie's heartbeat was like a drum, it was late at night, and the silence around him was very quiet, and the person who fell in his arms obviously heard his nervous heartbeat, and cleared his throat and spoke,

"It's me, what do you want?"

Zhuang Youjie felt that this voice was very familiar, but he suddenly didn't remember which acquaintance it was, and he had been getting along with the students the most recently, and he subconsciously felt that this might be a student in his class.

Which bastard is this? How did you make yourself like this? Could it be that he went to work part-time in a pig killing shop?

Seeing that he was stunned, the young man in his arms raised his head, stretched out two fingers and gently patted his cheek, "Hey, don't you know me?" ”

The curtains in Zhuang Youjie's room were not tightened, and a cold moonlight squeezed in through the crack in the window and shone on the stunned two.

Zhuang Youjie finally saw who this young man who smelled of blood was.

It turned out to be the Liang Yuan Sparrow that disappeared quietly at the beginning!

In some sleepless nights, Zhuang Youjie often recalls the wonderful experience of participating in the case before, and wonders if he can meet Liang Yuanque again.

He imagined a lot of pictures of their reunion, and constantly reminded himself to read more books and newspapers to improve, and when they met next time, he experienced this little detective who loves to roll his eyes.

But I really didn't expect their next reunion to be like this.

Zhuang Youjie recognized him, quickly helped him into the house, helped him to his bed, turned on the table lamp, and after the light illuminated the room, he found that Liang Yuanque looked very terrifying at the moment.

He sat on the edge of the bed, covering his right rib with one hand, but he couldn't control the blood that kept oozing from between his fingers.

Zhuang Youjie usually rarely swears, but he couldn't help it at the moment, said a rough word loudly, and rushed over to check Liang Yuanque's condition.

"No, how did you get it? Did you let someone beat me? ”

"It's not for people to beat, is it for dogs?" Because of blood loss, Liang Yuanque's lips were very pale, and the corners of his mouth barely pulled out a smile to talk to Zhuang Youjie.

"I'm going to take you to the hospital!" Zhuang Youjie had never faced this situation, and he was very panicked, looking at Liang Yuanque's blood, he was very worried about whether he would die.

And Liang Yuanque seemed to see through his thoughts, "Don't panic, it won't kill anyone, do you have any medicine and gauze here, just use it for me." ”

"Whew, some have!" Zhuang Youjie's heart was already in a mess, and he didn't know what he should do, so he could only follow his instinct and follow Liang Yuanque's instructions.

Because I am a teacher, I usually have to deal with students who are naughty and love to make themselves bruised, so the school will distribute a medical kit to every teacher, and simple hemostatic medicine and gauze are still available.

"Also, don't forget to close the door." Liang Yuanque said again.

"Huh?" Zhuang Youjie, who was about to get the medicine box, didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while, and stayed in place and was stunned for a moment.

Liang Yuanque had no choice but to free up a hand and pointed to his door, "Close the door, you don't want others to see such a bloody person in your room!" ”

Zhuang Youjie thought about it, in case the confused teacher next door got up at night later, and looked into the room curiously, just his timid appearance, I was afraid that he would faint on the spot.

So Zhuang Youjie went to close the door of the room, dragged out the medicine box from the top of the cabinet, and judged which wound to treat for Liang Yuanque first.

The wound in the abdomen was bleeding nonstop, and it was obvious that this position was more important, but after all, this was under someone's clothes, Zhuang Youjie suddenly felt that the relationship between them was not good enough to take off clothes and treat the wound, right?

After thinking about it, he first dipped a cotton ball with tweezers and dipped it in alcohol, and reached out to wipe the wound on Liang Yuanque's forehead, but was grabbed by the other party.

"Hey, young master, do you want to hurt me to death?"

"Huh?" Zhuang Youjie pinched the tweezers, looking dazed.

Liang Yuanque's movement involved the wound in his abdomen, he gasped in pain, and his expression was distorted, "Take out the gauze and wound medicine, I'll get it myself, please get me a wet towel if you are tired." ”

"Oh, good, good." Zhuang Youjie didn't know how to deal with such a situation, so he chose to obey Liang Yuanque's command unconditionally, pulled a towel and went to the washbasin to pour water.

He wrung the wet towel and came back, Liang Yuanque had already taken off his shirt, gently wiped the blood from the wound at the rib cage with gauze, and sprinkled the wound medicine powder evenly on the wound.

The medicinal powder had a certain irritation, and the tingling sensation came up, and Liang Yuanque gritted his teeth before he endured it.

Zhuang Youjie watched his movements blankly, and only when his expression eased did he hand him the wet towel, "Mr. Liang, you are a knife wound, who did you meet?" ”

"Yo he, I can see this, there is growth." Liang Yuanque glanced up at him, his eyes were very surprised.

Is that! Zhuang Youjie raised his proud little tail in his heart, and in the nearly a year that Liang Yuanque was separated, he went to the library to look through the books on solving crimes when he had time, and accumulated a lot of knowledge, in order to show off this moment.

However, he still had to pretend to be reserved on his face, pretending not to care about Liang Yuanque's words, and stuffed the wet towel into his hand, "It's nothing, I just happened to read two more books recently." ”

Liang Yuanque took the towel, wiped the blood on his face that was almost dry, and finally revealed his wonderful and delicate face, and said to Zhuang Youjie while wiping his face,

"Ha, in that case, can you tell what kind of knife I was stabbed in?"

Zhuang Youjie was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, how could this be seen!