Plants of Another World Offense and Defense

"Hmm—it hurts..." He blinked, covering his eyes with his hand, feeling a little warm.

"Are you awake? Doctor, the patient is awake!"

The warm sunlight from the opened curtains, and a pot of hyacinths on the bedside table beside the hospital bed, he looked blankly at the strange and familiar things around him, and stretched out his hand to look at his hand——

Is this his hand?

There are no sharp claws, nor green vines.

"Nurse? Where is this place?"

He struggled to sit up, his head hurt, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, you were hospitalized because you fell down the stairs. Is there anything you don't understand?"

"I had a dream, a long, endless dream."

The nurse was wearing a pink dress, smiling softly, standing by the window holding a remote control panel, and kindly asked the patient, "Do you need to watch TV?"

"Oh."

"Doctor, the patient looks normal."

The nurse turned on the TV, and his eyes looked at the TV casually. There was an advertisement for a TV series. What attracted him most was the advertisement - "Our ancestors, half-orcs, about the history of the first empire's long grass trip."

Long grass?

Orcs?

He turned around to the doctor, holding a notebook and a fountain pen in his hand. He was writing with his head down. The cold facial lines made her look not so easy to get along with.

"Doctor, where is this?"

"The orcs have lived for 2 years."

His indifferent eyes were green like emeralds, and he reached out to grab the doctor's cuff, "Doctor, can I pursue you?"

"No."

"Doctor, I will let you accept me!"

The nurse stared blankly at the patient with a bright smile in front of her, and then turned her head to look at the departing doctor. She didn't know how to persuade this poor patient with a mental illness. He was a doctor. good!

In short, falling in love with him is a risky thing, and the patient she took care of confessed.

This is not the first.

"Patient, are you sure?"

"what?"

"You like doctors."

"Of course, I'm sure, he took my heart and I'm going to get Ali back."

"Then patient, can you go to bed first? It's cold on the ground."

"Okay."

He made a KOd gesture, lying on the white hospital bed, with a bright smile on his face, no matter where he went, you can't count on me, Dawu.

The author has something to say: There was no such chapter, but I accidentally wrote it wrong, so I added a super short extra, which made me want to write a story about Doctor Gong.

In fact, there is still a lot to this story, but I didn't make a good outline, and the writing was poor. Thank you to every little angel who saw this.