Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

When Jun Zishu went out the next day, he picked up Yun Zizhou.

Mi Rou seemed a little surprised, but silently watched them leave.

When the door was closed, the light in her eyes disappeared.

She once wanted to come in this house, but when she came in, it was more uncomfortable than happy.

Mi Rou once wondered if she hadn't made the decision to resign and didn't come here, whether she and Jun Zishu could still maintain that kind of plausible relationship.

But this thought only appeared for a while before she was erased by herself.

There is no such if, she is not reconciled.

The smiling face of that person appeared in front of her eyes, and Mi Rou stretched out her hand, touching the air.

Doctor Jiang brought a beautiful little girl to work, which aroused everyone's onlookers.

Jun Zishu greeted people all the way, and Yun Zizhou's daughter-in-law followed behind her like a daughter-in-law.

"Sister, you are so popular."

"Well, you just stay in my office."

Jun Zishu nodded without comment, and took Yun Zizhou into her office.

"it is good."

Jun Zishu put on a white coat, looking a little bit more unattainable.

"Sister, you look so beautiful."

Yun Zizhou picked up the phone and took a picture, a bit obsessed in his eyes.

When the gentleman book came over, she concealed that look again.

"It doesn't usually look good?"

"It's usually pretty, it's kind of special."

Jun Zishu smiled and devoted himself to work.

After a minor operation, Jun Zishu didn't have time to catch his breath, so he went on to perform another operation.

At this time, Yun Zizhou had already left the hospital.

Xiao Huaxian intentionally reminded, but Jun Zishu is now concentrating on the operation. If she disturbs her, this person's life will not be guaranteed.

Xiao Huaxian could only endure, and continue to watch the next situation.

It's a system, but it's not stupid.

It knew that Yun Zizhou should carry the energy of lord, so it concealed some information from the gentleman book.

Just like it clearly knew that Yunzizhou liked Junzishu, but since Yunzizhou didn't say it, it didn't tell the Junzishu either.

Since he has the power of lord, Yun Zizhou should not die so easily.

Yun Zizhou opened the door and heard the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen.

Mi Rou was slicing carrots in the kitchen, and he cut them carefully.

"Sister Mi Rou."

Yun Zizhou yelled, and it was obvious that Mi Rou's body trembled.

"came back?"

"Well, I want to come back and cook a meal for my sister, and then take it to the hospital."

When Yun Zizhou said this, he looked at Mi Rou without leaving a trace.

This woman looked quiet, soft and weak, not at all like a dangerous person.

But this person can actually continue to get along with them under such circumstances without changing their colors. This is not cheeky, but weird.

"Then you come."

Mi Rou put down the knife and walked out of the kitchen.

Yun Zizhou nodded and walked in.

Mi Rou looked at her back and walked to the living room.

There is a fruit knife on the coffee table in the living room.

Mi Rou looked at it steadily, her eyes a little confused.

But the confusion dissipated a little bit and turned into firmness.

Yun Zizhou was washing the vegetables, and suddenly felt something wrong behind him.

But something had already penetrated her body. When the knife was inserted, a stream of blood spewed from the wound, bringing a warm and painful sensation.

Yun Zizhou turned off the faucet and turned to look at Mi Rou who was holding a knife.

Mi Rou was calm, with blood stains on her hands.

"So this is what you can do."

Yun Zizhou licked his lips and smiled.

In this case, the score is strange.

"Want to kill me? Kill her again?"

"You don't deserve to end her life."

Yun Zizhou picked up the kitchen knife for cutting vegetables and sniffed the smell of blood coming from him in the air.

"First declare, I am a legitimate defense."

Little Huaxian didn't want to describe the **** scene, but just wanted to block it.

The two sick men pecked at each other and picked up their forty-meter swords one after another.

Really can't bear to look straight.

Fortunately, at this time Jun Zishu was off the operating table, and Xiao Huaxian promptly reminded him.

【Host! My sister and No. 3 fought, no, they chopped each other with knives, No. 3 played first. 】

what?

The gentleman walked out immediately, anxious.

Didn’t you say don’t run around! Why go back?

As he walked, Jun Zishu took off his white coat, picked up his mobile phone and walked outside, and told the doctor in the same room that he was in a hurry.

On the way, Jun Zishu called Yun Zizhou.

No one answered.

Jun Zishu called Mi Rou again, but no one answered.

How is the situation now?

[Both of them fell, and my sister was seriously injured. 】

What Xiao Huaxian didn't say was that Yun Zizhou was injured deliberately.

It didn't expect Yun Zizhou to be so crazy, he deliberately slammed his body against the tip of the knife, and deliberately didn't hurt Mi Rou's vitals.

Before opening the door, Jun Zi Shu hit 120. After entering the door, he was palpitated by the situation in the room.

Yunzizhou and Mi Rou fell in a pool of blood, blood was splashed on the wall, and the air was smelly of blood.

Jun Zishu first went to Yun Zizhou for emergency treatment, and took out the medicine box in the living room.

Both people had fallen into a coma of varying degrees, and the ambulance soon arrived.

Jun Zi Shu was guarded on Yun Zizhou's bed, with a cold anger on his face.

She had called Mirou's parents and stayed here.

Yun Zizhou's operation was performed by her personally. Although it is said that doctors generally do not perform operations on her relatives because it is easy to affect performance, Jun Zishu insists on doing it herself, and the stitched hands on the operating table are still stable.

She felt very sorry for Yun Zizhou, after all, Yun Zizhou was like this because of her reasons.

Yun Zizhou lay there pale, almost dying.

Jun Zishu asked the system and asked Yun Zizhou why he wanted to go back.

She wanted to go back to cook for you and bring it to you to eat, Xiao Huaxian replied.

Jun Zishu looked at Yun Zizhou with a mixed mood.

She felt that Yun Zizhou was a needless injury, which could have been avoided, but Jun Zishu had to admit that Yun Zizhou was really good to her.

She is an existence outside the mission goal, but since she came here, she has entered her life very strongly.

It feels very comfortable to get along with Yun Zizhou, and it can relieve Jun Zishu from the boredom of being sick. Yun Zizhou also takes good care of her and is a very good sister.

What Jun Zishu upsets and blames himself is to involve outsiders.

Miró was awake before Yun Zizhou, and after waking up, he saw his parents with haggard faces.

She didn't know what to say, so she could only be silent.

Jun Zishu chose to call the police for Yun Zizhou.

She can ignore Shi Yu, but Mi Rou can't.

No matter whether she is sick or not, no matter what reason she has, it is wrong to want to kill.

Jun Zishu can let her poke, because she is here to clean up the scene, she can tolerate hurting her, because she knows the original evolution of things, but hurting others, even if that person is not Yun Zizhou, can not.

When Jun Zishu came to the ward, he followed the police.

Mi Rou's mother kept wiping tears and almost passed out.

Mi Rou confessed to the attempted murder.

She did not excuse, just kept reading the gentleman's book.

It looked like an evil spirit, and even the police felt crippled.

"Have you ever loved me."

Mi Rou only asked this sentence.

"Loved."

Jiang Wentong liked her, although the shelf life is not long.

"I have one more thing."

Jun Zi Shu looked at her and picked up the fruit knife.

"Miss Jiang, what are you?"

The police looked suspicious, but saw the gentleman's book holding the handle of the knife to Mi Rou, and stabbed himself without changing his face.

"Miss Jiang, you..."

"Neither owe each other, goodbye."

The gentleman guarded the wound, and blood dripped from her fingertips, splashing blood on the floor.

"Do you owe each other?"

Mi Rou seemed to have been hit hard, and changed her calm appearance, with a vibrato in her voice.

"You tell me that you don't owe anything? Why?"

"But you wanted to kill me too, didn't you?"

In the conversation between the two, the person next to him was stunned, especially Mi Rou’s parents.

"Jiang Wentong, why should I meet you?"

Mi Rou finally collapsed, no longer as calm as stagnant water.

From a quagmire, into another abyss.

I once regarded you as redemption, but I didn't expect you to push me to a more terrifying place.

"You really need to see a doctor, I hope you can meet a better one."

The gentleman said lightly, the pain came from the wound, reminding her that she must seek medical attention immediately.

Jun Zishu put a knife on him and asked the doctor in the same department to operate on him, and the dean would be mad at her.

"What's going on with you this month, why are you kidding about your body?"

The dean looked at his proud disciple with a heartache.

"What you owe to others is always to be repaid."

Jun Zishu arranged his hospital bed next to Yunzizhou, and hired two nurses for himself, one to take care of her and the other to take care of Yunzizhou.

Jun Zishu didn't tell their parents on the other side of the ocean about their injuries. Yun Zizhou's mother was still having an abortion.

Yunzizhou was in a coma for several days, and even started a fever, only to escape from danger after half a month.

After waking up, she saw the gentleman's book lying next to the hospital bed, which was daunting.

"Sister? Why are you... Did she act on you? Did you call the police?"

"Well, she was sentenced to ten years."

"That's great, hiss..."

Yun Zizhou wanted to move, but accidentally involved his wounds.

"Do you know that you almost died."

Jun Zishu's face was cold, but he saw Yun Zizhou smile.

"Isn't it all right? She shouldn't be able to pester you anymore like this."

Gentleman Shu faintly felt a little weird, but that strange feeling was fleeting.

The birds tweeted on the branches outside the window, showing their vigorous vitality.

Junzi Shu looked out the window, and Yun Zizhou looked there too.

But she was not looking at birds, but people.

Yun Zizhou thought, she might also be ill.

The disease is called love.