Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

Song Xing couldn't stop laughing and was eager to share, so he took a screenshot of Xiao Min's circle of friends and sent it to several friends.

Song Xing: [Picture] [Picture]

Dahmer: [What kind of talent is this? I need to learn from him.]

Shi Xuanxuan: [taking notes]

Zhu Junhan: [hahahahahahahahaha]

Wang Tiantian: [Ga ga ga ga ga ga ga]

Dahmer: [Xingxing is ignorant, doesn’t he know to push my business card? ]

Xiao Yun: [? ? Face-to-face NTR? ? ]

This is a new group named [骑个杏生命]. There are still seven people in the group, but Pei Liyuan is no longer there. Instead, there is Dahmer’s boyfriend, Xiao Yun.

Only Qiu Jue noticed something: [Not at work? ]

Song Xing looked around and said something else: [Ah, he's lying on the bed. ]

Qiu Jue checked the duty roster, and Song Xing was on duty today as normal. In the morning, he even sent him a private message with a photo of a group of people shoveling snow outside.

[System? You're slacking off again?!] Qiu Jue had a hunch that something was wrong, and he pointed the finger at the system.

Ding, the system is online.

The system just came back, looking confused: [Ah? What is that? ]

Qiu Jue pointed to the phone screen and said, "See for yourself."

The system wiped the nonexistent sweat off its face. [Host, I already reported last night that the main system was having a meeting, and I just got back.]

[Okay, I remember you can check the first-person perspective replays of the others, starting from a few hours ago, show me Song Xing's perspective.]

【OK. 】

The first-person perspective was immersive, and he saw a burly man rushing towards Song Xing, accompanied by Song Xing's gasping sound, and lowering his head in a white coat stained with blood, and his hand covering his abdomen seemed to be trembling with a ticking sound. Qiu Jue felt a little dizzy.

A medical dispute?

The system hissed, and then wisely broadcast Song Xing's current perspective to Qiu Jue.

Qiu Jue could only see a mobile phone dangling in front of him, with the ceiling as the background.

Song Xing was still looking through Xiao Min's circle of friends, which covered several years' worth of posts. He wanted to take a look.

Difficult friend: [Are you home alone? ]

Fruit Star: [? ]

Fruit Star: [My mom is shopping and is on her way home, while my dad has gone back to work.]

Fruit Star: [I didn’t see my grandfather. I don’t know where he went. ]

Fruit Star: [But don’t come. ]

: [No chance, on the way.]

: [Can you still open the door? ]

Fruit Star: [Well said, I won’t open the door even if you come. ]

Fruit Star: [? ? Wait, what do you mean by "can the door still be opened?"]

Fruit Star: [Hmmmm???]

Fruit Star: [You know? Where did the eyeliner come from? ]

Fruit Star: [Pink rabbit pinching neck.jpg]

Qiu Jue replied after a while.

:【I'm downstairs.】

: [Is it really impossible to open the door?]

Fruit Star: [Stay here. ]

: [Ah, my mother-in-law is back.]

Fruit Fishing Star: [Yue, you *beep*, you are shameless! ]

: [I followed her up.]

Qiu Jue called his team at work and asked for leave, saying: My wife was stabbed and I have to stay at home with him.

Colleague who received the reason: ? ? My wife ? ? Stabbed me ? ?

The overwhelmed colleagues had no time to gossip. Now was a busy time, and the only time they had was for the team leader to reallocate the tasks and take Qiu Jue's part.

Fortunately, Qiu Jue had put forward many suggestions and innovative methods when he was working, so that the entire experimental goal is currently on the right track without taking any detours. So colleagues have no objections.

But sometimes when they are free and waiting for a reaction, they always talk about Qiu Jue in groups of three or four.

Ignore this for now.

Although Song's mother had only met Qiu Jue once, Qiu Jue's height, appearance and temperament were so outstanding that Song's mother remembered him deeply. Seeing that Qiu Jue received Song Xing's message and came to visit Song Xing as soon as possible, Song's mother didn't think much about it and asked Qiu Jue to follow her upstairs.

It was Qiu Jue’s first time entering the Song family’s home.

The house is not big, with three bedrooms and one living room, but the decoration is very warm. Maybe in order to take care of Grandpa Song, there is no threshold in the whole house, and the quality is very good.

Qiu Jue was a little reserved, so Mother Song asked him to sit on the sofa.

As a mother, Song's mother of course had to see her son first and ask about the situation.

Half an hour later, Song's mother came out.

Qiu Jue nodded to Song's mother, stood up and walked towards Song Xing's room.

Song Xing listened to the footsteps outside the door, feeling a little nervous, staring blankly at the door.

After three knocks on the door, Qiu Jue's voice came: "Can I come in?"

Just as Song Xing was about to answer, he heard the sound of the doorknob. Qiu Jue took the initiative to open the door and came in.

"...come uninvited?"

Qiu Jue put his coat on Song Xing's chair and walked in to sit beside the bed. "How can a husband not be there when his wife is injured?"

Song Xing used his uninjured hand to throw the pillow at Qiu Jue's head.

The house was heated enough, and Song Xing was only covered with a thin summer quilt. Qiu Jue lifted the quilt and saw several circles of bandages with a little blood seeping out of it.

"Is the wound broken?" Qiu Jue was worried and wanted to take out the bandage from the medical box that Song's father had placed on the table and re-wrap it, but was stopped by Song Xing.

"The bleeding is normal. It hasn't healed yet. And I applied iodine."

Seeing that Qiu Jue was still worried, Song Xing pretended to be angry: "Come on, do you know medicine or do I know medicine?"

Qiu Jue gave up.

He scanned the room. When Song's father pushed Song Xing back, he brought a lot of necessary things. In addition to the medical kit for external injuries on the table, there were also towels, alcohol, tweezers and other items for cleaning wounds. There was also a pile of plastic bags on the floor, and inside were... urinals and bedpans.

Seeing Qiu Jue's eyes fixed on the urinal for a long time, Song Xing felt very embarrassed: "You can't move because of your abdominal injury. These are necessary... Hey, please stop looking at it!"

Qiu Jue slowly turned his head and gave Song Xing a meaningful smile.

Without waiting for Song Xing's reaction, Qiu Jue got up and walked out of the room, considerately closing the door tightly.

Qiu Jue went to find Song's mother.

"Auntie, let me take care of Song Xing these days, you can take care of your own things."

"How can this be? Don't you have a job too?" Song Xing would occasionally mention Qiu Jue, causing the Song family to know Qiu Jue's basic information.

"I've already asked for leave."

"Okay, come if you're willing to take care of me. I'll give you the spare key." Song's mother took out a small key from the TV cabinet, handed it to Qiu Jue, and sighed, "You two have a really good relationship."

Qiu Jue touched his nose: "Yeah, it should be."

This house is not soundproof, and even if Qiu Jue closes the door tightly, the sound can still be heard clearly.

When Song Xing heard Qiu Jue talking about taking care of her and her mother agreed, she shouted anxiously in the room, "Mom! Don't listen to him!"

I was ignored, and my stomach started to hurt again because I was shouting so hard.

Woo.

Qiu Jue came back and asked him, "Don't you want me to take care of you?"

Song Xing turned his head to the other side: "Nonsense, you are not a doctor."

Qiu Jue took a picture of the items in the medical box and held it up in front of Song Xing: "I can learn. Tell me what the things in the picture do?"

No matter how reluctant he was, Song Xing muttered the names and functions of all the medicines and equipment.

Qiu Jue took another photo of the plastic bags on the ground and asked knowingly, "What are these?"

"..."

Mother Song listened to the two people playing in the room and sighed:

"What a great relationship... Hey, will Xiaoqiu know who Xingxing's partner is?"