Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"Hei Yu... let me go... I am your boss... I want you to let me go... You must let me go immediately..."

Kal'tsit struggled desperately on the bed, but eventually became exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. Feng Qingyu survived that night.

……

Now Kal'tsit, dressed properly and in normal condition, stood in front of the shelf where medical supplies were placed, taking the necessary items one by one and placing them on the tray on the table behind her.

Prepare the medicine, and then the wet towel for wiping the face. Kal'tsit soaked the towel in hot water and wrung it out, letting Feng Qingyu wipe the sweat and grease off his face.

The towel still had a hint of Kal'tsit's scent, very faint, just like her smile.

Feng Qingyu took the opportunity to inhale hard while wiping his face, taking all the smell into his body, and it merged into one with Kal'tsit, without any problem.

When it came to applying the ointment, Feng Qingyu was extremely nervous. If the wound was on her back, she could turn her back to Kal'tsit and would not need to look into her eyes to see Kal'tsit's expression.

The problem is that the wound is on the forehead, so face to face becomes necessary and escape is impossible.

Kal'tsit didn't react at all, which made Feng Qingyu feel very uncomfortable and distressed. Finally, she decided to break this damn deadlock.

"Dr. Kal'tsit... I'm sorry about what happened just now."

"Ah."

"I shouldn't have called you an old woman, nor should I have discussed you with the doctor. Anyway... I'm just very sorry, and I hope you can forgive me."

"I'm not angry, and I don't mean to blame you. It's a well-known fact that I'm old. Warfarin often makes fun of my age. I'm used to it. I don't care much about it."

Kal'tsit flatly denied that she was angry. Indeed, there was no trace of anger on her face. She was as calm as an ice lake that had been frozen for a thousand years without any ripples.

"You don't need to be stressed, Hei Yu, just focus on your own business. I am just your boss and colleague, and our friendship is not that deep. You don't need to care too much about my thoughts. I always feel that you regard other people's feelings, thoughts and things as more important than your own. Although everyone likes such people, I am very worried about you."

Kal'tsit tore open the seal of the sterilized cotton swab, dipped some ointment, and gently applied it to the swollen area on Feng Qingyu's forehead. The force was very light, but a slight pain could be felt.

"Worried?" Feng Qingyu frowned.

"Yes, I am worried. In this environment where everyone is selfish and only thinks about themselves, your character can easily be taken advantage of by others. You are kind, honest, and loyal, so others will think you are really stupid and will do anything you ask them to do. I am not denying your way of dealing with the world, you are very good, this may be my personal opinion."

Kal'tsit's earnest admonitions have become a part of Feng Qingyu's life. She feels it's good because someone cares about her.

Tonight's concern is on a deeper level than before, rising to the level of how to behave in society.

"Thanks……"

Apart from being moved, Feng Qingyu was left with nothing but being moved.

"How should I put it? I didn't expect you to tell me all this, Dr. Kal'tsit. You talked to me calmly, just like a friend... I thought you would mind what happened just now. After all, I have also received your favor. When I was in Victoria, Missy told me that it was you who solved the problem of the summoned creature. Thank you very much for doing this for me."

Now, Kal'tsit's favorability in Feng Qingyu's heart has skyrocketed to 200 points, and she is extremely charming.

Who wouldn't love a gentle, non-clingy, and helpful lady who can help solve problems? Kai, who is 169cm tall, is considered very tall among the female operators in Rhodes Island. If she wears high heels, she is as tall as Feng Qingyu.

A dry and burning feeling suddenly rose in his throat, and his eyes stopped darting around and focused on Kal'tsit's neck, collarbone and shoulders, occasionally moving down to her smooth and slender legs, and then up to her thin lips.

This older woman is so damn sweet!

Sixty-three: Self-inflicted troubles

An evil thought came to Feng Qingyu's mind. Based on instinct, his brain produced uncontrollable impulses.

What would happen if I kissed Kal'tsit while she was awake?

She was looking forward to the answer to this question and was eager to try. This woman was so close that she could kiss her just by raising her head.

The blood in the body is boiling, it is getting hot, and the body temperature is soaring. Something is repeatedly scratching my heart, it hurts and itches, and it needs a special way to soothe it.

Just think of it as the momentary enthusiasm and impulse of young people...

At this time, Kal'tsit had just finished applying the ointment and threw the cotton swab into the medical waste bin.

"Okay, go back to the dormitory and take a shower. After you finish the shower, apply this compress. It will feel a little cold at first, but it will feel very comfortable after two minutes. It can relieve pain and promote sleep. I'll prescribe a week's supply for you. Apply it three times a day. You can keep it for yourself if you don't use it up. It can also be used for other bruises and sprains."

Feng Qingyu didn't listen to a word of Kal'tsit's advice. Before putting her impulse into practice, she had one last question.

"Dr. Kelsey, why are you helping me?"

"Because you helped me on the night of the banquet. Even if you didn't help me, I would still help you. There is no need for any reason to help your operators solve problems."

It sounds like an equal exchange, or maybe it's a mutual favor. No matter which one it is, Feng Qingyu thinks he gets more advantage.

Kal'tsit's heart was warm, she was sure that this woman was not a ruthless work machine.

The impulse in his heart became more and more difficult to suppress, the gate opened wide, and the thin fence could not withstand the rushing water. Feng Qingyu was very serious about liking Kal'tsit, and this liking did not conflict with his liking for other operators.

She was still a little hesitant in her heart, but her body took action first to suppress this hesitation.

Feng Qingyu A went up. His heart was beating wildly, beating hard against his chest, and his body was enveloped by an unknown heat. The scene of kissing Kal'tsit that night at the banquet kept flashing in his mind.

She wanted to experience that feeling again.

"Kelsey, I—"

The last three words fell clearly into Kal'tsit's ears. Kal'tsit was still in a state of shock. Her lips felt hot and her slender body was embraced in a hot embrace.

The kiss from the younger operator was highly aggressive and possessive, but also skillful enough not to make Kal'tsit feel uncomfortable.

She also didn't expect that Hei Yu would come up and kiss her.

To be honest, the kiss she had that night at Victoria Harrison Manor was her first kiss that had been preserved intact for more than two hundred years, and it was purely an accident that she gave it away.

On that chaotic night, I gave out fifteen kisses, which was unprecedented, but now someone is snatching my kiss away.

When Feng Qingyu was about to put her tongue in, Kal'tsit pushed her away as if she had been electrocuted, and accidentally bit the tip of Feng Qingyu's tongue.

Although he failed to capture Kal'tsit's tongue, he achieved his goal of forcing a kiss on her, and she felt very comfortable until her tongue was bitten.

It was very awkward after the kiss. Feng Qingyu started to regret it when she was pushed away. But it was too late. There was no regret medicine. A kiss was a kiss. She was now privately offending her boss.

Sir Chen, Xingxiong and Missy are different. They are their superiors, but they are the type that can be kissed and given body muscle massages. Kal'tsit obviously does not fall into this category.

"I... I'm sorry. I did what I did just now on impulse. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

A forced kiss feels good for a moment, but an apology will end in disaster.

Kal'tsit stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say. She only remembered to stuff the ointment into Feng Qingyu's hand.

"You should go back first. We can discuss this matter later. I am a little confused right now... Good night. No, it should be good morning."

The eloquent Dr. Kelsey was also facing a brain crash at this moment. The touch from before was still on her lips, and her heart was being teased by an invisible hand. She felt a little uncomfortable, but more confused.

If you talk about romantic things with a workaholic, it means he definitely doesn't understand. Kal'tsit is one of those people who doesn't understand.

Furthermore, she, Kal'tsit, a woman over 200 years old, was actually kissed by a younger female operator. She always felt it was humiliating and a loss of dignity as an elder.

"Well... I'll go first. I'm sorry for what happened just now..."

Both of them were in varying degrees of confusion. Feng Qingyu almost fled from the medical office, fearing that he would be caught by Kal'tsit's mon3tr and beaten to death.

All she could think about was "What the hell did you do?" and the bastard was herself.

When I returned to the dormitory, my heart was still beating fast and I had a guilty expression on my face. I looked like a criminal who had done something bad and was in a hurry to escape.

My roommate, Startel, had just finished taking a shower and came out wrapped in a towel, looking for ice cream in the refrigerator.

When Feng Qingyu came back, he looked strange. He sat on the sofa in silence with a mysterious blush on his face. I had to find out more.

"Hei Yu, what happened? You look weird."

"Nothing... nothing, just a little tired."

Feng Qingyu took a deep breath, trying to suppress the uneasiness and excitement in his heart, but the effect was not particularly good.

It takes a lot of courage to forcefully kiss your boss. Now she is a LSP who has both the desire and the courage to do so and who takes action.

How should she face Kal'tsit in the future? She didn't know, and she didn't dare to think about it.

"Nothing? You look so weird, I don't think it's okay. And--"

Surtel lowered her head and sniffed Feng Qingyu, and found the scent of another person. The smell was very familiar, and she knew that person often stayed in the medical department.

In the medical department, there is only one person who smells like this.

"You went to see Dr. Kelsey again, right?"

Then, Surtur found a white hair on Feng Qingyu's shoulder. It was of medium length and the color was the same as Kal'tsit's white with a hint of beige.

Although Warfarin also has white hair, her hair is pure white and long, and this one is the wrong length.

"Don't try to fool me. The hair on your shoulders speaks for itself."

"..."

In this way, Feng Qingyu couldn't lie. Surtel's analysis was indeed very sharp, and she didn't even find a loophole to escape.

"Yes... Just now, I fell in the corridor and accidentally bumped into the cleaning robot, which swollen my forehead. Kal'tsit was right next to me and asked me to go to the medical department office with her. I just went to apply some medicine, it's not what you thought."

The latter part of the article was confidential, and Feng Qingyu planned to keep it to herself. She vowed to forget the moment above.

But Surtel was not so easily fooled. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that something was wrong with Feng Qingyu.

"is it?"

She took a big step forward and inserted her right knee into the gap between Feng Qingyu's legs.

"But I smell... a lot of Dr. Kelsey on you."

Sixty-four Street "Encounter"

"This...she just helped me up, so it's normal for me to have some smell and hair on me, right?"

Feng Qingyu took the hair off her shoulders and unconsciously thought back to what happened a few minutes ago.

Maybe it was the abrupt hug that caused a strand of Kal'tsit's hair to touch his shoulder. Kal'tsit's body temperature was not high, it was somewhere between mild and cold, but much hotter than Froststar, whose entire body was cold.

It was a mistake I made in the heat of the moment. Thinking back on it, I felt extremely regretful. I just hope Kal'tsit can accept her apology.

In just half an hour, she offended Kal'tsit twice, twice!

What a terrible number.

"That's normal, but I can't imagine you and Dr. Kal'tsit having sex. There's such a huge age gap between you two. Dr. Kal'tsit may not like you."

Surtel moved away from Feng Qingyu and sat in the empty seat next to her to eat ice cream.

The last half of what she said just now always makes people feel that it is full of malice, like she may not like something, which sounds very uncomfortable.

This is the real yin and yang.

"Ahhh, I get it. Dr. Kal'tsit won't like me. Stop stabbing me in the heart. I'm going to take a shower and I don't want to bother with you."

On nights when your body is restless and you can't calm down, a nice cold shower can extinguish those invisible flames.

A distressed five-star guard operator thought so.

Fortunately, she was very tired that night and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow. She had no tasks assigned to her in the afternoon, so she could rest for half a day.

Something bad would happen if she stayed in Rhodes Island. Feng Qingyu was most worried about meeting Kal'tsit and facing some awkward situations that would be difficult to deal with. She submitted an application to go out to the Human Resources Department. After obtaining permission, she ran to the vehicle storage area of ​​Rhodes Island without stopping.

Riding the motorcycle stored in the garage in Rhode Island, she felt a little more at ease.

Thinking that she hadn't been back to the gang teahouse for a long time, Feng Qingyu immediately had a clear goal. She was very familiar with the streets of Longmen. As long as she got on the bike, she knew which direction to go and which road had fewer cars, without having to wait for the traffic lights.

Riding a bicycle through the streets and alleys made her feel as if she was back in her dream of the life of a gangster in Longmen.

The number of people traveling in Longmen has dropped significantly in recent days, and the streets are relatively deserted. Citizens are worried about the terrorist attacks of the Integration Movement, and most of them stay at home and are unwilling to go out, except for going to work and buying necessary supplies.

The teahouse business was also affected, with nearly two-thirds fewer customers. The parking spaces that were usually full were now completely empty.

It didn't take Feng Qingyu long to get there. As soon as he parked his car at the door, his younger brothers came up to greet him. The younger brothers had nothing to do and were especially happy to see Feng Qingyu back.

"Wow, Sister Qinglong, you are such a rare guest. I thought you would never come back after you went to Rhodes Island."

The person who came towards her and greeted her was a film boy dressed in a shabby manner. He hadn't seen her for a while and had more injuries on his body. His nickname was Curly because of his curly hair.

"Curly, do you still like picking fights? It's only been a month since we last met, and you've gotten into trouble again. Why don't you find a legitimate job or start a legitimate business?"

Feng Qingyu felt deeply that being a gangster was not a solution. She used to be a gangster just to better complete her undercover mission, but many people looked down on her because of this identity.

These little brothers are not bad people, she hopes they can all live a good life.

"But... Sister Qinglong, I have never been to school and I can't read a single word. How could anyone want me? Nowadays, finding a job requires education. People like me are born to be gangsters. Please don't worry about me. My parents have given up on me."

Curly smiled bitterly, seemingly nonchalant, but he must be feeling very uncomfortable inside.

I am already 24 or 25 years old, and I don't have the heart to continue studying, otherwise I can still get a degree. Spending a few more years studying means that I can't spend most of my time making money, and if I don't make money, I can't support my family.