MTL - Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?-Chapter 144 If the extra life is just like the first time (2)

Night fell, and the road was silent.

Yan Ziqing stood beside the dark car, a little overwhelmed.

For fear of getting into unnecessary trouble, Yan Ziqing has always maintained a proper distance from the patient and the patient's family.

If it was someone else's invitation like this, Yan Ziqing would definitely politely decline with a firm attitude.

But for some unknown reason, Yan Ziqing couldn't say the word "no" to Qin Jueming's eyes.

Yan Ziqing hesitated on the spot, but Qin Jueming did not urge him, leaning his elbows against the car window and looking at him, waiting patiently.

After a long time, Yan Ziqing stretched out her hand, grabbed the door handle, and opened the door.

He sat in the co-pilot and smiled shyly: "Then I'll trouble you."

Qin Jueming breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled: "Don't bother."

The car started, Yan Ziqing fastened his seat belt, and verbally exchanged names with Qin Jueming.

When Qin Jueming said his name, Yan Ziqing's head hurt again.

Yan Ziqing recited Qin Jueming's name silently in her heart, but felt inexplicably familiar. In a trance, she saw a white-clothed boy in armor waving his arms in the distance, calling his name over and over again.

"Ziqing!"

"Doctor Yan."

Yan Ziqing suddenly came back to her senses and looked at Qin Jueming in a panic: "What's wrong?"

"Ah, it's okay, I just think your name makes me feel familiar." Qin Jueming smiled, "Yan Ziqing, um, it sounds so nice."

Does he even feel familiar?

Yan Ziqing was instantly surprised.

"Maybe, we went to a school before, and we have seen each other's names on the roster or bulletin list of the next class." Yan Ziqing put her finger on her chin and guessed.

Qin Jueming laughed.

Yan Ziqing looked at him and thought.

It turned out that this man was not as stern as he imagined.

"Dr. Yan is so young, he's more than three years behind me, he can't be in the next class," Qin Jueming said.

Yan Ziqing couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

Because of his youthful appearance, people often guess his age wrong.

"How old do you think I am?" Yan Ziqing asked.

"It's about twenty-five years old." Qin Jueming glanced at him.

"I'm still studying for a master's degree at the age of twenty-five." Yan Ziqing smiled even more and said her true age.

"No way? You're only one year younger than me?" Qin Jueming did not hide his surprise at all, "I really can't see how Dr. Yan usually takes care of it, teach me."

"Go to bed early and get up early, cleanse the mind, invigorate the spleen and replenish qi, nourish the stomach and benefit yin, long life, and a hundred years old." Yan Ziqing's voice was slightly longer for the last four words, showing a bit of humor.

"I have been taught, I have been taught." Qin Jueming said repeatedly.

Yan Ziqing rolled her eyes and smiled gently.

The two chatted very happily, but after a while, they arrived at the gate of the community where Yan Ziqing lived.

"It's time for me to go, thank you for sending me." Yan Ziqing glanced at the gate of the community and reached out to unfasten the seat belt, but the movement was very slow.

Qin Jueming rubbed his hand on the steering wheel anxiously. He thought about it and said, "Dr. Yan should rest early and come home so late, should your wife be in a hurry?"

Yan Ziqing paused, looked at Qin Jueming, and said softly, a little embarrassed, "I'm single."

Qin Jueming's eyes lit up, he coughed lightly, covered the corners of his mouth that could not be restrained, and pretended to be surprised: "Dr. Yan is young and promising, I didn't expect... Now he lives alone?"

"Yeah." Yan Ziqing nodded, "Both parents live in their old hometown. The second old man is strong and likes to raise chickens and feed ducks."

Qin Jueming looked at Yan Ziqing and couldn't move his eyes. He suddenly asked, "Doctor Yan, do you believe in the past and present?"

Yan Ziqing was startled and looked at Qin Jueming blankly.

"Ah..." Qin Jueming knew that the question was a bit abrupt, he looked back and said, "It's late at night, Doctor Yan should go back to rest."

It's not early, so it's not like sitting in someone else's car all the time. Yan Ziqing and Qin Jueming said goodbye, got up and walked into the community.

Past and present?

Yan Ziqing looked up at the night sky as she walked, the stars were shining, and the autumn night was cool.

He is a doctor. He holds more than a dozen books on pharmacology, anatomy, and pathophysiology every day.

But when Qin Jueming asked that sentence, Yan Ziqing wanted to nod subconsciously.

It's weird.

"Qin Jueming... Cassia... bitter in taste, slightly cold in nature, clearing the liver and improving eyesight... Cough, what am I talking about." Yan Ziqing's face was inexplicably hot, he shook his head, and accelerated his pace home.

The next day, at noon, the hospital's outpatient building was on the ninth floor.

Taking advantage of the lunch break, the two little nurses were chatting while eating.

"Hey, do you think Director Yan is a little absent-minded today?"

"It seems a little bit, he's not like this usually, I don't know what he's thinking."

"Will you have a girlfriend?"

"Ah! It's possible!"

At this time, Yan Ziqing, who was among the two, was staring at the lunch box in front of him in a daze.

He came back to his senses suddenly, and hurriedly grabbed the rice.

In the afternoon, I have to go to the outpatient department to work, so I have to eat quickly.

Yan Ziqing finished his lunch, cleaned up the rubbish, and walked to the department. He didn't take two steps when he suddenly saw the noise and shouting in front of him.

"The madman killed!" Several people shouted with pale faces and ran to the stairs.

Yan Ziqing hurriedly stopped a little nurse and asked, "What's going on!?"

The little nurse said in a hurry, "There is a patient who is addicted to drugs! He wants to take medicine without a doctor's prescription, but the pharmacist refuses to prescribe it, so he suddenly goes mad, blocks the nurse's desk, and takes out a knife to hack people!"

Yan Ziqing's eyes narrowed: "Go and call the security guard!"

Saying that, he hurried to the direction where the noise came from.

When Yan Ziqing arrived, she saw a thin middle-aged man with red eyes, swinging a knife everywhere, and several nurses were still trapped in the nurse's desk, unable to advance or retreat.

"Give me the medicine! Otherwise, I will die together!"

"Hello! Hello!" Yan Ziqing walked over and tried to attract his attention. Yan Ziqing raised her hands, indicating that there was nothing in her hands, and wanted the man to relax his vigilance, "Calm down first."

Hearing the sound, the man pointed at Yan Ziqing with a knife.

"Listen to me." Yan Ziqing glanced at the little nurses on the nurse's desk, indicating that they can leave quickly, then looked at the man, "You are drug dependent, I will ask the pharmacist to prescribe some medicine for you, but You have to quit slowly, you can get treatment in our hospital, you put down the knife first, and we can talk about it, okay?"

As soon as Yan Ziqing finished speaking, who knew that there was a sudden 'bang' from the nurse's desk.

When a little nurse was leaving, she accidentally knocked over a chair.

The man seemed to be frightened, went mad, raised his knife and slashed at Yan Ziqing.

The two were so close that they couldn't escape at all. Yan Ziqing's face turned pale, and she tilted her head subconsciously.

Suddenly someone rushed forward, pulled Yan Ziqing behind him to protect him, and grabbed the man's knife in one hand.

Qin Jueming wanted to hold the man's wrist to stop his movements, but unfortunately he was a little quicker, and he grabbed onto the blade.

Qin Jueming frowned, grabbed the man's collar with his uninjured hand, put one knee on his lower abdomen, and then fell on his back, knocking him down neatly.

"Humph." Qin Jueming snorted coldly, twisted the man's hand, and pressed his knees on his back, forcing him to be unable to move.

"Your hand!" Yan Ziqing was frightened and pale, and rushed forward to hold Qin Jueming's injured hand.

"Be careful." Qin Jueming was afraid that the suppressed man would break free from his shackles and took Yan Ziqing back.

"Hurry up... Disinfect quickly..." Yan Ziqing's voice trembled.

"Wait a minute, don't worry." Qin Jueming smiled, "Doctor Yan, can I trouble you to take out my cell phone? In the pocket on the right side of the windbreaker, open the address book, find a person named Xiao Wu, dial it, Let the police come and collect them."

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