The Social Life of the Supreme God

Chapter 6 Scutellaria
  "Hey, wake up."

"Hey, wake up."

Feeling her cheeks being slapped rhythmically, Lin Xueqing resisted her tiredness and opened her eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Under the fluorescent lamp, there was a long-haired woman wearing black-rimmed glasses and a white coat, bending down to look at him.

A few strands of hair fell down to Lin Xueqing's face, exuding the delicious scent of roses.

"Don't sit up immediately when you wake up. It's bad for your brain."

After holding down Lin Xueqing who was about to get up, the long-haired woman suddenly lowered her head and brought her face very close to her: "Introduce yourself. My name is Huang Qin, the team doctor."

Eh? Eh! too close! Too close! What is she going to do?
  Lin Xueqing's heart was screaming, and Huangqin's mouth was smiling.

Feeling the tip of the other person's nose close at hand, the girl's heart was beating wildly - the other person was too close! The intoxicating scent of roses was so close that it almost went to her head.

"The iris color is normal, and the pupil resets...normally."

Huang Qin straightened up as he spoke, tilted his head, and smiled slightly: "It seems that you have regained your energy. Get up. We still have a lot of procedures to go through."

It turned out that it was just a physical examination - Lin Xueqing breathed a sigh of relief and sat up slowly. At this moment, her face was so hot that it turned red.

The other person's body fragrance is a little bit overpowering.

Quickly shaking her head to dispel these irrelevant thoughts, Lin Xueqing tentatively said: "Hello, may I ask where this is?"

Looking around - the windows are bright and clean, hospital beds are placed side by side in the room, and the medical partition curtains placed in between are all cleaned and spotless.

Lin Xueqing was currently sitting on one of the hospital beds covered with white sheets, leaning on her body with her hands.

Hospital? Are you in the hospital?

At the door of the ward, there must be all military uncles with guns...

She immediately thought of the plot in police movies where the military stood guard outside the ICU to guard important suspects.

"Infirmary." Huang Qin's voice interrupted her random thoughts: "To be more precise...this is the Wulin Branch of the Human Deposit Bureau, the fourth team's dedicated infirmary."

Human survival bureau? Wulin branch? Team 4?

Several proper nouns popped up in the other party's mouth, which made Lin Xueqing confused.

"It's very troublesome to explain it from the beginning..." Seeing the girl on the hospital bed, she looked confused and afraid to ask questions. Huang Qin couldn't help but scratch his own hair, which was already falling out too much: "Well... you are most likely going to participate in newcomer training. Let's skip this link first. Okay?"

"But……"

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation." Before Lin Xueqing could say anything else, Huang Qin quickly spoke, blocking the other party's words.

"Get out of bed now and change into new clothes. As I said, we still have a lot of processes to go through." Huang Qin said, pointing to the desk in the corner of the room: "The second drawer on the left, size S...you should be able to wear."

...

When the closed partition curtain was opened again, Lin Xueqing, whose face was flushed, was standing there with her face hidden.

This was the first time in her life that she wore a bodysuit - leather made of unknown animals, which clung to Lin Xueqing's delicate skin. She was not used to this feeling of having her curves completely exposed to her eyes.

and! This tights is still pink!

This made her want to find a "crack in the ground" and get in there.

"You are the first one to wear such a cute uniform." Huang Qin suppressed a smile and sighed sincerely: "As expected of you."

She looked Lin Xueqing up and down, and couldn't help but recall the girl's miserable look when the enthusiastic members of Team 4 just brought her over in the afternoon——

The blood-stained white shirt and pleated skirt were cut into strips of cloth that were difficult to cover with some kind of sharp weapon.

The delicate, pale skin is covered with various wounds caused by scratches, bumps, impacts, cuts, and punctures.

even…

She also lost half her leg!

Fortunately, only two or three hours after taking the medicine, the girl's wound was almost healed.

Even her calf...has grown back.

As expected of a combat type... his physique is just different from that of a support worker like myself.

Recalling those tiny steel wires that can be transformed into bones, muscles, and even skin tissue, Scutellaria baicalensis couldn't help but sigh. "Sister Huang Qin...do you...do you have some normal clothes?" Lin Xueqing's timid questioning voice brought back Huang Qin's thoughts.

At this time, the girl had put down her hands covering her face, pressing her cheeks which were still hot. Lin Xueqing raised her head and stared at Huangqin with a pleading look on her face.

stare--

"No, I have to wear this one." Huang Qin answered without any hesitation, but she immediately realized that her tone was a bit harsh - because Lin Xueqing in front of her gradually changed into a look of despair.

She immediately continued to explain: "The team uniforms are sewn with special materials and can help you stabilize your emotions."

"You don't want to lose control and attack others randomly, right?"

Lin Xueqing was stunned when she heard this, and then realized that Huang Qin was referring to her previous incident of "chasing men" on the street.

Then, she remembered the handsome face of the young man with black hair and eyes on the bus. I didn't know why at that time, it was like lard had blinded my heart. I went crazy and rushed to paste it.

In order to see the other party, he even "pulled down" the entire back door of the bus.

I don’t know what happened to the car after that... Do I need to pay for the repair money...

Lin Xueqing recalled what she saw before she fell into coma - men and women dressed as special forces... women with twisted necks who could still speak, and the two-meter-tall military uncle, and... what she vaguely saw before she fell into coma, The black-haired young man sitting in the last row of the bus, and the two "things" beside him.

Don't be surprised if you are surprised, don't be surprised if you are surprised.

When I think of that old woman and little baby who looked weird and scary. Lin Xueqing couldn't help but shudder, and then she muttered silently in her heart.

She really thought she had seen a ghost.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Lin Xueqing standing there in a daze, Huang Qin couldn't help but interrupt: "Let's go, you can't figure it out yourself."

With that said, she turned and walked towards the door. Lin Xueqing hurriedly followed, asking as she ran: "Sister Qin, where is my schoolbag...the homework is still in it."

"Sun Ze took your bag away and said it was sent to the control department first." Huang Qin added without looking back: "Sun Ze is the captain of the fourth team. He likes to make jokes the most. He is easy to recognize. .”

"He also chose your peach-pink uniform."

...

Just after leaving the infirmary, there was a corridor filled with people.

Lin Xueqing, who was wearing a pink, one-piece, tight-fitting leather jacket, always felt that the eyes of people around her were on her.

Her face, which had just cooled down, immediately turned red again.

On the other hand, everyone else in the corridor was dressed normally - black-rimmed glasses, white coats, long straight black hair, rose-scented body perfume, and mature and intellectual makeup.

"Eh? Sister Huang Qin, that person looks just like you!"

Lin Xueqing pointed at a woman she passed by and said to Huang Qin beside her.

That man was so similar to Scutellaria baicalensis, not only his appearance and clothing, but also his demeanor and pace when walking, and... that rose-like, heady body fragrance, were exactly the same as Scutellaria baicalensis.

It's almost... almost like identical twins!

When Lin Xueqing turned her head and looked at Scutellaria baicalensis next to her with this thought, her whole body went numb.

At this moment, she could no longer care about her shyness - her attention was completely focused on the passers-by walking in the corridor.

Someone passed her by. The man was wearing a white coat.

Someone had just left the corridor. The man had long black hair.

Someone looked down at his phone. That person was wearing black-rimmed glasses.

……

People walking in and out of the corridor, coming and going, are all Scutellaria baicalensis.

Dozens, even... hundreds of skullcaps.

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(End of this chapter)