Twilight Scarlet

"Hmm... this canvas car seat is really uncomfortable, it makes my back hurt..." Qiao Zhen complained. "I said... I hate canvas..."

"Well, it won't happen next time." Marcus licked and kissed his soft earlobe knowingly, feeling that somewhere in himself was starting to heat up again.He said in a dark voice: "... How about doing it again?"

"Is there a next time?! Uh... no, no, no... don't... um... they seem to be... going to leave... don't... do it again!"

"It's broken up? Is it you or the party?" Marcus bit his lip, breathing heavily.

"...Well...Damn it, solve it quickly, and then we will go back to the house..." Qiao Zhen hesitated for less than a second, then whispered.

"Yes..." Marcus smiled, turned him over, and made him kneel on top of him. "Hmm...the scenery is very nice..."

The two of them were full of lust, they didn't care about other things at all, and frantically started the next round of piston movement.Qiao Zhen whimpered and said something intermittently: "You...can't...ahha...they...well...it's almost over...damn...well...don't...too hard...um... We can sneak... ah... sneak in... without being... um... found..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly there was a powerful knocking sound on the glass of the car, and then, a cold sound came in from outside the car through the thick steel plate. "Gentlemen, if you are finished, do you mind moving the car, I can't get out of the car."

This voice was icy cold and frightening, like the ice and snow in Antarctica that never melted, but it was so familiar and chilling.The cold Qiao Zhen shivered, most of her lust disappeared immediately.Looking out of the window - indeed, it was Britt standing outside the car, his face was frighteningly dark, and his fingers were still in a tapping position.Standing beside him was Shebert with an innocent face and the words "None of my business".

"……"damn it!Qiao Zhen just wanted to die at this moment.

"..." Marcus calmly wrapped Qiao Zhen into a large blanket, and his smile was mysterious and deep in the dark night.

Early the next morning, Qiao Zhen threw himself into the snow-white sheets and groaned. With the hangover and the final shock, he covered his head with the pillow and looked at Marcus pitifully. "Uh...I don't want to go to work."

"Okay, I'll call Britt." Marcus nodded, pampered him with a kiss on the forehead, and chuckled softly.

"No! Don't tell him! Don't call him!" Qiao Zhen immediately stood up. "Can't you just not tell him?!"

"He's your resident doctor, who else should I tell if I don't tell him?"

"Oh... at least it wasn't you who called..."

Marcus raised an eyebrow, propped himself up and looked at him.The slender and powerful legs were unobstructed by the sunlight under the quilt.Qiao Zhen swallowed, shook her head, thought for half a minute, and could only mutter: "Forget it, I'd better go to work."

"Aren't you afraid of Britt?"

"Hmph, a true warrior dares to face the bleak life!" After Qiao Zhen roared in Chinese with great momentum, she jumped up with a painful expression and rushed into the bathroom.

"Hey, slow down, don't fall!" Marcus shook his head behind him, and then couldn't help but smile sweetly.Dial a string of numbers casually. "Housekeeper, prepare a bowl of hangover soup."

"Yes."

Although Marcus wanted to leave this little thing at home to rest for a day, but Bella's donor got news in the middle of the night last night. He suppressed the news and didn't let the sleeping little thing know, otherwise he must have been in the hospital.Anyway, he slept for a few hours, now it's time for a major operation to let him recover from the shock he suffered yesterday.

Half an hour later, Qiao Zhen rushed out of the bathroom smelling delicious. He quickly stuffed a piece of toast into his mouth, and ate some fried eggs mixed with hangover soup and a large cup of strong coffee.

"Don't worry, you just need to be at the hospital before nine o'clock." Marcus smiled meaningfully, his red eyes rippling with deep affection.He touched Qiao Zhen's silky hair, it's really good, since raising such a little thing, he has become more and more fond of him, especially after going to Fox town.Edward's response was also good, except that this little thing was sometimes occupied by a lot of bloody operations, basically he was the only one.For this, he is very satisfied.

"Eh? Why?"

"Because Bella's donor will have a sample collection in operating room [-]."

"Really?!" Qiao Zhen's original sluggish state disappeared instantly, as if exuding vitality from the inside out.

"Of course it's true." Marcus narrowed his eyes and said calmly.Not surprisingly, Marcus was actually a little jealous. Looking at Qiao Zhen like this, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. It's been so long... When will his little thing be so happy when he is mentioned?

"...No, then I have to go earlier, I want to make a good impression on Dr. Britt!" Qiao Zhen said.

"It's okay...I..."

"This time, you are not allowed to help me." Qiao Zhen said seriously. "Britt doesn't like people who break the rules. And you and I slept with the Boss of the hospital. He must hate me. But I also want to prove that my technology is the best. Even if he hates me, he will You have to choose me!"

"..." Marcus couldn't help laughing. "Well, you're the best."

"Of course." Qiao Zhen replied seriously, finished the food on the plate in twos and twos, quickly grabbed a bunch of keys and went downstairs.

Marcus stood up and accompanied him to go downstairs with his sharp eyes, and found that the string left on the table was not his own original BMW SUV.It was the car key of the new Volvo SUV, "Huh?" Marcus leaned against the corner of the stairs and looked at Qiao Zhen with a half-smile.

Qiao Zhen looked at his playful eyes, blushed a little, paused her steps going downstairs, and then quickly explained while rushing down. "I don't want him to think of last night when he sees that car in the parking lot..."

Marcus shrugged, took a few steps down leisurely, and spoke in a low voice. "Then don't you think he will think of last night when he sees your face?"

"..." Qiao Zhen was at a loss for words for a moment, then turned back like a whirlwind angrily, and bit Marcus's neck forcefully. "Damn you, don't talk anymore! You are not allowed to talk to me in the hospital today, tomorrow, and the day after. Remember, during the day we are just ordinary, superior-subordinate relationship! Goodbye!" Then he rushed out like a whirlwind, and a few seconds later The characteristic roar of a BMW motor came from the door.

Marcus stood in a good mood at the top of the stairs and looked at the sapphire blue color outside the window. His white fingers could not help but touch the tooth marks that had never been left behind. The sun shone on his handsome face. He smiled even wider.

"Bang Dang!" Edward, who was drinking coffee in the hall, somehow made a mistake and contributed all the coffee to the earth.Marcus glanced at him expressionlessly, and said meaningfully: "Cub, you still have a long way to go." He pointed to Edward's scorched back of his hand that was burnt at some point skin, laughed.

"Yes, my honor Mr. Volturi."

"Hmph. Cub, your goddess is not that little girl who is less than 17 years old. You used your soul for half a century to find such a defective product? Still trying to transform her?"

"..."

"When you actually meet the right person, you know how to spend every night with her without hurting her."

"Just like you and Mr. Qiao Zhen?"

"..." Marcus just gave him a bad look and didn't speak. "I can't decide your feelings for anyone, you should ask your heart."

"..."

"I understand." Edward was silent for a long time, and finally he smiled bitterly. "It's just that she's so delicious I can hardly stop..."

"Cub, remember, we are greedy creatures, and we usually like to eat snacks." Marcus said while stroking the rose at the corner of the stairs indifferently.The delicate rose petals were slowly adjusted to zero on his white fingertips, and he lowered his head and raised his red lips and smiled slowly.

"..." Edward looked bitterly at the wilting rose left in the sun, and finally turned back to his room without taking a step forward.

"Uh...that's enough. Hangover...headache...lack of sleep...God, I don't want to see the operating table today." Woke up early in the morning and saw the chicken ribs dragging their bodies almost crawling over.He murmured resentfully.

"Hey buddies, don't forget to clean the room. I rented out the first floor to you, and you have to take responsibility." Qiao Zhen snapped the cabinet shut.

Bambi nodded. "I will, I will. Just not the second day of a hangover."

"Hey, if the subprime mortgage crisis hadn't been so serious, I wouldn't have had to use the rent to support the house, and you can't rent this place either. I'll pack it up when I go back tonight."

"OK, OK, I promise." The chicken rib raised his hand. "Alex and George are off today, they'll clean up. In other words, Bambi will clean up."

"..."

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You took Bambi for a maid?"

"No, he is the maid. He likes to clean the room more than the maid." Chicken Rib rolled his eyes, crawled over, and put on his white coat.

"..." Well, after all, it's nice to have a resident who will wash your clothes and clean your room three times a week.Qiao Zhen thought for a while and then said: "Don't push him too hard, you must know that Bambi will resist. If you play to death, you will be responsible for finding me another guy who will clean the house regularly and love to cook. Roommates come."

"...Uh..." Chicken Ribs paused, obviously thinking of yesterday's tragedy, and Qiao Zhen's words, his face turned green quickly, and he said hastily, "Oh, then I'd better get off work early and go help Bambi."

"Good boy." Qiao Zhen smiled with her lips pursed.

"Go to hell..."

Several people were chatting and laughing when suddenly the door of the locker room was opened, and the warm locker room was filled with cold air.Britt appeared at the door with a gloomy face, his eyes were slightly bloodshot, and there was a circle of black and blue under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept well. "Okay, now, check the time, I need someone to go to the operating table with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the interns in the locker room immediately raised their hands without hesitation, densely packed like a row of groves.

"Very good. I have a case now. If anyone can answer it, he will be with me today." Britt's ice-blue eyes glanced at Qiao Zhen coldly for three seconds, and finally Look away. "The patient had shortness of breath after surgery, was still running a fever, and was still not getting better three hours after the antibiotic injection."

"Have you seen an arterial blood gas analysis or a chest X-ray?" a black intern asked. Qiao Zhen had seen him before, but he was not in their group.

"Of course, if you think I'm going to drop even this. Her chest x-ray and arterial blood gas analysis are all normal. Now quickly name the common causes of post-op fever."

"..." Everyone quickly flipped through their notebooks, notes and even the medical encyclopedia in their pockets.

"Think with your head, don't read books." Britt looked coldly at Qiao Zhen's towering arms that were still raised, ignored him and continued to yell at the other doctors. "You are not allowed to look up books, these should be printed in your minds, and you should blurt out the common causes of postoperative fever instead of looking up damn books!"

"Pneumonia, urethritis, wound infection, thrombus, pharmacological effects (wind, water, wound, walking, weirddrugs). Five W's." Qiao Zhen immediately said clearly.

He shuddered for a moment as he met Britt's ice-blue eyes, but he still blurted out with incredible speed.Like he said, he wanted Britt to know that he was the best.This is his moment. "The biggest possibility is a lung problem, pneumonia or diaphragmitis. Generally, it will be judged as pneumonia, especially when there is no time for examination."

"Then what do you think of this patient?"

"The fourth W. Thrombosis (walking). I think the patient is likely to have pulmonary embolism."

"Diagnosed by what?"

"Spiral CT, lung ventilation scan, oxygen consumption, heparin dosage, and inferior vena cava filtration results."

"..." Britt looked at the case, as if there was some blood feud, and finally he closed the case with a "bang", and threw it to the nearest intern. "Do as he said. Now." After finishing speaking, he looked at Qiao Zhen, with a storm flashing in his icy blue eyes. "Welcome to join my operation." The last few words were quite gritted.

Everyone dispersed, only Qiao Zhen and Britt remained.Qiao Zhen leaned against the wall and was not afraid of this "Nazi" doctor, so he couldn't help laughing lowly. "You know, I'm the best."

"Damn the best!" Britt gave him a hard look as if giving up. "If I see you messing around with someone else again, I will definitely make you regret living in this world!"

"..." Qiao Zhen looked at him darkly. "Hey... I have a private life..."

"It's based on rational and stable communication, surgery or men, you choose one."

"Surgery." Qiao Zhen immediately made a decisive decision and said extremely quickly.

"Very good." A smile flashed in Britt's ice-blue eyes, "Nine o'clock, operating room No. [-], don't be late."

"Okay, I'll be right there."