Quick Transmigration: Days and Nights Targeted by Big Bosses

The man's voice is too lonely, even if there is not much expression on his face, it is not difficult to see his confusion and sadness.

Xie Ming whispered: "If you say something ugly, just say it, whoever makes him misunderstand you, he deserves it."

another ward

Seeing that Lin Shen's face was sinking like water, there were many voices springing up one by one in his mind like mushrooms after rain.

——Do you think that there is really someone who is willing to chase you for life after life, and accompany you all over the place?

——Lin Jianshen, I knew you would be such a little bastard. When I gave birth to you, I should have smashed you to death!

——How can you get love like this?

——Senior, to be honest, I just fell in love with your face and wanted to fuck you.I haven't even touched your hand after chasing you for a week, so I don't want to chase you anymore.

——Don't try the taste of love, I am a lesson from the past.

——The little bastard that no one wants, you are worthy of comparing with me?If you didn't have this face, who the hell would pay attention to you?

——I've had enough of you, I won't run after you anymore.

There are all these messy voices in his head, gathered together, rolling in, crushing his nerves back and forth.

Lin Jianshen didn't want to hear those voices, but even if he covered his ears, those voices still came out.

They turned into sharp chisels, hitting his heart one after another.

He thought he had forgotten those things a long time ago, but in fact, those things had already taken root in the dark corners and thrived.

"Ugh..." The words and fragmented pictures in his mind made his stomach nauseous.

Pulling on his slippers, he hurried to the bathroom in the ward.

I didn't pay attention for a while, stepped on an apple piece on the ground, and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Subconsciously covering his face with his hands, his arms hit the ground, causing some pain, and there will probably be bruises afterward.

The voice in his head was insistent, and various words that tried to tear his heart apart took turns.

He got up and rushed to the bathroom.

With his hands on both sides of the sink, he didn't spit out anything.

"Ugh..." Lin Jianshen retched again, his fingers turning white as he grabbed the edge of the washbasin.

Nausea, nausea, can't throw up anything.

It took a long time before the disgusting feeling was suppressed.

He raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. His face was as white as snow, his eyes were watery, and the corners of his eyes were red. He looked like a poor boy.

【Host, are you okay? 】

"I can't die." Lin Jianshen's voice was hoarse, and he forced a big smile in front of the mirror, as bright as a flower blooming after rain.

[Host, the abuse value will soon be full, and we will go back to the system space to rest after it is full. 】

"En." Lin Jianshen responded.

He rinsed his mouth, washed his face, went to the closet to get his clothes, and changed out of his hospital gown.

His elbow was blue from the impact, and he pulled his sleeve to cover the injury.

There was a knock on the door, Lin Jianshen said, "Come in."

"Deep, I..." Fang Weimian froze when he saw the mess on the ground.

Sweeping his eyes, he saw the crushed apple chunks on the ground.

He grabbed Lin Jianshen's hospital gown that was hanging on the bed rail, unfolded it, and his face turned dark.

"Did you fall just now? Where did you fall? Let me see if it's serious or not!" Fang Weimian walked up to Lin Jianshen and was about to tear Lin Jianshen's clothes, "It must be serious, the clothes are all dirty like that."

Lin Jianshen laughed, and poked the corner of Fang Weimian's lips with his fingers, his peachy eyes hooked people: "In broad daylight, you are going to take off my clothes. How long have you been coveting me?"