Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The evening is still under the care of the medical staff, Shen Mubai secretly hid the medicine, and when he left, He Zeyu still looked at her as before. go away.

Shen Mubai sometimes thinks that he is a normal person, not a severely ill patient in the nurse's mouth.

In the evening, the nurse was on duty. This is a closed psychiatric hospital. They all signed an agreement with the parents. Therefore, the nurses here must stay here for the sake of rigor, and they can only go back once a month.

Every nurse has his own private space. Although the dormitory is not big, there are still things that there are.

Shen Mubai was lying on the bed after bathing. She asked the system and said, "Is He Zeyu a spiritual stimulus in the real world?"

The system snorted, "is investigating."

Shen Mubai wants to think that He Zeyu is not very fond of talking, and everything else is normal, so how can she wake up the other party?

Thinking about it, she fell asleep.

In the confusion, I always felt a pair of eyes peeping out of the window and falling straight on her body.

Shen Mubai was too sleepy. He thought that he was uneasy about his first arrival in a mental hospital. He didn't care, and slept heavily.

...

In the morning, he gave He Zeyu a 'feed' medicine.

In view of the good performance of the other party, the accompanying medical care is also less and less.

Shen Mubai saw each other's fingernails grow to a certain extent, and the slightly messy hair, asked the nurse next to him, "How long have you not taken care of him?"

The nurse still didn't dare to come close, and said far away, "It takes a lot of effort to feed the medicine on weekdays, and it takes three days to feed again. No one dares to take care of him."

Shen Mubai was speechless and asked her to take the tool.

The nurse took the tool and someone called her outside the door. "Come and help, the patient over there refuses to take the medicine."

The nurse nodded and turned his head and said to Shen Mubai. "Then I will go over and come back soon."

The man was sitting on the bed with a height of one meter nine. It looked a little oppressive. Shen Mubai glanced at him. "Hands stick out."

The other hand slammed his hand out, but the eyes kept on her.

Shen Mubai lowered his head and cut his nails. He said, "You don't want to move, or I will cut it."

He Zeyu looked at her with a sigh of relief.

While cutting his nails, Shen Mubai pretends to be inadvertent. "032, How long have you been here?"

The atmosphere in the ward was silent for a moment.

Just when she thought that the other party would not answer, a low voice sounded, "two years."

Shen Mubai’s heart suddenly swelled, and she tightened her voice. “Do you remember how you came in?”

He Zeyu was silent for a while before answering, "I don't know."

Shen Mubai asked the system, "What is the situation? Is this not a car accident until now?"

Systematic, "Maybe this is the idea of ​​subconsciousness in his mind."

Shen Mubai snorted and continued to give He Zeyu a manicure. His hands are very slender, not the kind of white color, but close to the wheat color. Slightly rough, but it looks good.

When the nails were finished, she let He Zeyu bow her head and repair the slightly messy hair with scissors.

....

sunny.

Her hand was so soft that she almost didn't control it.

I really want to clean up all the people who are blind to her.

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