Twilight Scarlet

Office of the Director.

Qiao Zhen knocked on the dark red door of the director's office, and there was a very beautiful and tall secretary, Gina, sitting inside.With a thick velvet carpet on the floor, an expensive Victorian velvet sofa, and an old oil painting of unknown authenticity on the wall, it is obvious that Marcus's ancestors look a lot like him ——Almost exactly the same, except that Marcus doesn't see that cold and proud aristocratic demeanor very often.Atavism?Qiao Zhen was thinking darkly.He was holding a collector filled with ice cubes and a mutilated penis, though, and it wasn't any better.So he shrugged and said. "Uh, hello, is Director Volturi in?"

"He's holding a board meeting. I'll be back in a while." Gina's sweet voice was very similar to Marcus's tone of voice, with a cold and domineering taste.It is said that Marcus personally brought the personal secretary from somewhere else, not only in charge of the hospital's finances but also the financial revenues of many other large companies.

Qiao Zhen glanced at Gina, thinking that even if he is not a straight man, he will become straight when facing such a beautiful woman with a good figure every day, but that damn Marcus has such a top-notch secretary, why is Mao still Want to harass him every day? "Then I'll wait here." He put the red collector on the side table and sat down on the sofa leisurely.Anyway, in the waiting room, you have to look at the face of the attending doctor, so it's better to admire the beautiful women here.

"Is this the one?" Gina looked at the red box for two seconds and said curiously.

"Huh? Oh, yes." Qiao Zhen nodded.

"Can I see it?"

"..." Qiao Zhen raised her eyebrows.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it." Gina saw something, her face turned pale, and she said immediately.

"..."

"Qiao Zhen, are you here? It's good to see you." Marcus suddenly stood behind him without a sound.

Qiao Zhen was taken aback for a moment, stood up and turned to look at him. "Well. They said they were going to give this to you, so..."

"Well. That's why you came to me?" Marcus sat calmly behind the large brown-red oak desk, quickly signed something, and then handed it to Gina very quickly. "This is for the police."

"Okay." Qiao Zhen quickly pushed the box onto the oak table.

"When did they say it was coming, Gina."

"You know how slow they are, so... he'd better carry it with him." Gina quickly reviewed the signed report without looking up, and replied.

"...What?!" Qiao Zhen raised her voice.

"You have to carry it with you." Gina looked at him sympathetically. "This is Article 410 of the Evidence Supervision Agency, which stipulates that all medical evidence in rape cases must be kept by the collector until the police come to receive it." She said mercilessly with her seductive red lips. "You collected this book, so it's up to you to keep it."

"Oh, keep this penis?"

"Yes, until the police come to pick it up." Gina nodded.

"Okay, then what am I going to do with this penis?" Qiao Zhen asked dumbly.

"..." Gina turned her big beautiful eyes, looking at the sky and the earth at the bird, but not at him.

Oh, life is wonderful.Qiao Zhen stared blankly at the bright red collector on the oak table.No wonder Britt threw it on the plate so quickly, no wonder Schebert said with a weird face that whoever collects it will pass it on.What a ceremony, what a touch, Britt just wants a trainee custodian who can carry a penis collector with him! !Mouth!Qiao Zhen doesn't feel any emotion now, and Britt hates it the most!

Qiao Zhen rushed out angrily with the red collector.Marcus raised his head suddenly, propped his head up and smiled slowly. "He's cute, isn't he?"

Gina glanced at the figure who was leaving in a hurry, and immediately bowed her head and knelt on the ground, trembling: "Yes, master."

"If next time, let me see something you want to touch me, you will be the next dessert."

"Yes Master."

The gentle smile on Marcus's lips has disappeared, replaced by the same coldness on the painting, obviously he is showing another side that Qiao Zhen doesn't know.

Qiao Zhen was swinging meaninglessly in the corridor of the hospital with a piece of his mutilated penis, when suddenly the beeper around his waist rang crazily.

He quickly ran with the box and rushed to the trauma department on the fourth floor as fast as he could. "What's the matter? Did you get a good case? There are still serious injuries?" He ran over panting, but in good spirits.Knowing that he has nothing to do all day, he needs a lot of wounded people to cheer him up, instead of just wandering around with a piece of the man's thing for nothing!

"No, not at all." Chicken Ribs sat helplessly on the chair.

"What's the matter?"

"It's her." Chicken ribs pointed to an Asian woman in the corner and whispered. "She won't let me stitch up the wound."

Qiao Zhen looked at the woman, and the patient immediately stood up and chattered a lot, and tried to walk towards Qiao Zhen. "@#￥%&*@#￥%&*"

"I didn't want to call you at first, but... I couldn't find an interpreter. Didn't you say that you are of mixed Chinese and German? Can you ask her what's wrong?" Chicken Ribs looked very helpless.

"..."

"..."

"No, no."

"Why? You don't want to help me?"

"Because I grew up in China, and then I came to the United States at the age of 15 to study in college. Before that, I only heard Korean in Korean dramas, and... Bangzi, I'm not Chinese!" After finishing speaking, Qiao Zhen walked away people.Then he tragically discovered that the elevator was not waiting for him.So angrily, he decided to climb the stairs and go back to the dilapidated emergency bed in the basement to rest for a while—it was nearly midnight now.

"How are you and your penis doing?" As soon as he came to the ground, he saw several people in the same group huddled together, all exhausted like lumps of...uh...sludge.Alex, who was not pumping, looked at the box he was still holding in his hand and smiled.

"Alex, don't speak."

"Well, I don't have the strength yet."

"Why don't you still have this jar with you?" Richard said lazily.

"This is not a jar, it's an organ collector!" Qiao Zhen said seriously.It was disgusting enough that he carried a penis all day long, and he was despised.

"Whatever, the police didn't come?"

"The police said they would have to wait a few hours before they could pick it up."

"What a tragedy."

"Who doesn't know what he's doing here?" Qiao Zhen said angrily.

A mass of silent arms was raised - most of them had run out of strength to speak.

"Shouldn't we learn something? But why do I feel like we can't learn anything like this?" Bambi threw himself on the bed angrily, obviously he had a deep understanding of the charm of the first-aid department - there are more dead than alive .If he still thinks he is an angel or something else at this time, then he must be a Martian, Qiao Zhen thought silently.

"Except for learning how to stay awake, I'm as tired as a dog." It seemed that Richard couldn't maintain his golden smile anymore. He swallowed a big mouthful of coffee and said haggardly.

"I feel like there's a wall where the attendings and residents are doing surgery, and we're outside doing handyman, suturing, resuscitating, sending medical reports, looking after penises...whatever...and they're... really a siege , it’s just that the people inside don’t want to come out, we just want to go in!”

"Are you complaining?" Britt suddenly appeared with a dark face, and the dark bags under his fair face also showed the fact that he was seriously sleep deprived.

"..."

"Hurry up and get out of the way!" In fact, it is fully open and full of power.

In an instant, the entire basement retreated cleanly.Qiao Zhen trotted with the collector in her arms, and ran up to the first floor in a hurry.Sitting blankly on the sofa in the hall.

"What are you doing?" Marcus passed by the hall, and suddenly saw Qiao Zhen sitting on the reception sofa at the door. The sunlight came through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the opposite hospital and cast straight on Qiao Zhen, with black pupils and silky eyes. The blue hair, and the delicate, white and handsome face reminded Marcus of a ceramic doll he had received before, the white and delicate ceramics, and the beautiful appearance...

"I'm with my [other] penis, waiting for the police." Qiao Zhen rolled her eyes.

Marcus laughed suddenly, walked back slowly, and sat on the sofa beside him. "Actually, I don't like basking in the sun." Marcus said with a smile. "It always gives me the illusion of being burned... However, if... it's with you, the feeling of basking in the sun, it's not bad."

"What are you doing? You came to the hospital so early? Is there a board meeting again?" Qiao Zhen said lazily, looking at his appearance in a suit and leather shoes.

"Ah."

"Ah, there are so many boards of directors recently."

"They're hesitating whether to replace me."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because I never go to the operating table." Marcus laughed slowly, "I'll tell you a secret, don't tell others. Actually, I'm dizzy."

"..." Qiao Zhen just wanted to laugh at him, but suddenly remembered that Marcus had unspoken rules for him that day, letting him enter the operating room instead of Britt.Then Marcus stood with him in the observation room for more than ten hours, silently accompanying him to complete the first operation in his life.At that time, I was sitting in a daze at the door of the operating room, and when I saw him rushing out with a pale face, I thought he had an intestinal disease or something.It turns out... "Oh, you're dizzy."

"Huh? You don't want to say something?"

"……Thank you."

"You're welcome. Want to take the ferry with me now?"

"When?"

"Anytime."

"Liar. The ferry runs by the hour."

"I bought it."

"...I hate rich people."

"No, you'll like it later."

"Hmph... So, you not only plan to sexually harass me, but also plan to keep me?"

"...You are too ambitious to be kept at home." Marcus laughed. "You're very interesting, I haven't seen such an interesting human being in...a long time."

"Oh? What do you usually come into contact with? Aliens?"

Marcus smiled and said nothing, "Whatever you think."