【Taizhong】Madman

If you ignore the previous threats and look at the process and results instead, then this small Mr. Killer can definitely be regarded as the type of patient that doctors like most-quiet, cooperative, and not tossing, it is simply the current self-awareness. A clear stream among the surplus patients is enough to make all the doctors who treat him feel a kind of physical and mental comfort and refreshment.

And from the tight muscle lines and the curve of the jaw of this Mr. Killer when he cut the black tights and tore off the fabric stuck to the wound, it can be seen that his pain is actually normal, but those who used it He forcibly suppressed all the behaviors to divert attention from the pain under the flesh, and refused to let outsiders see the slightest bit. Even his brows were only slightly frowned, and he looked worse than ordinary people who were hit on the back of their feet by heavy objects. Great response.

What a great perseverance.Osamu Dazai bent his mouth to deal with a deep cut on his back, thinking casually in his heart.

After all, he is also a well-known chief surgeon in the Cardiac Surgery Department of the largest hospital in this city. After the hour hand of the clock on the wall moved forward unhurriedly, Osamu Dazai put down the bandage in his hand and began to clean up the blood-stained cotton balls and other utensils on the ground beside him. .Zhong Yuanzhong also breathed a sigh of relief calmly—although the stitches without anesthetics are tolerable, but when it should hurt, he would still break out in cold sweat—then tentatively moved his shoulders, feeling that the wound on his body was no longer healed. After hindering the basic activities, I was a little surprised: "I can't see that you still have some skills, I thought..."

Osamu Dazai was throwing the used cotton balls, medical suture needles, etc. into the bag and was about to throw it out later. He smiled without raising his head, and took over his words: "...Think I rely on this Only with a face can you sit in the position of the chief surgeon and eat and drink?"

Zhong Yuan didn't speak, but in this case, not speaking is regarded as acquiescing - he didn't directly answer "yes" because he just dealt with the wound neatly and neatly.

So Dazai turned his head, puffed up his cheeks, and pretended to complain: "Do I look so unreliable?" He is indeed handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that are naturally long and narrow, with slightly curved and upturned tails, so no matter what weird appearance he makes—not to mention whether people will want to beat him after seeing him, at least look at him It's all pleasing to the eye.

Although Zhongya Nakahara is not interested in straight men, it doesn't conflict with the good looks of the doctor in front of him who is a little bit embarrassed, especially at the moment when he was assassinated and failed the mission once in a while, he is really not in a good mood Wonderful, just need such a character with a good skin to refresh my mood.

So Mr. Killer, who is usually the most impatient to meet such smooth-talking people, was silent for a moment, and then tolerantly chose not to care about such details with this person. He stood up from the carpet where he was sitting on his knees, ignoring Osamu Dazai's question: "Where is your bathroom?"

Osamu Dazai pointed him in the direction: "What to do? It's best not to get wet on this kind of wound until it heals... I don't need to remind you of this common sense, right?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled his eyes, and was too lazy to talk to him: "Just to wash your hair, that's okay, right?" He paused, and accentuated the pronunciation of the latter: "——Dr. Dazai?"

Dazai blinked.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his chin slightly, and stared condescendingly at the young man squatting at the low table to tidy up.

Speaking of which, although this person had just learned his name downstairs, he had already told him his own name when he first came to talk to him.

Osamu Dazai.He works in the city's No. [-] General Hospital, not to mention the chief surgeon of the Cardiac Surgery Department, and he is also young and handsome. Judging from the high-end apartment he lives in, he should not be short of money.

It sounds like a winner in life, this guy.Zhong Yuanzhong also thought in his heart.

"Pfft."

However, after the deliberate and provocative "Dr. Dazai", Osamu Dazai burst out laughing after being silent for a few seconds, and then said jokingly in Zhongyuan Zhongyuan's insane eyes: "Doctor Dazai ...Although I have been called so many times, I find it more exciting to read it from your mouth."

"How? You call 'Dr. Dazai' again..." He curled the corner of his mouth, "Let me hear your voice, Chuya."

Nakahara Nakaya raised his eyebrows and looked at him for two seconds, then turned around and walked back, walked up to Dazai Osamu who was much shorter than him because he was squatting there, bent slightly to close the distance between them, and looked at With the pair of iris-colored peach blossom eyes close at hand, she tilted her head and asked softly, "Are you teasing me?"

Dazai Osamu quickly faded away the layer of gentle scum and playboy, and looked at him with a very innocent expression.

"Forget it," Zhong Yuan Zhong also snorted, stretched out his hand and patted his face lightly, "It's okay to use this method against others, but it's useless to me——I already learned this method when I was in middle school. It's worn out."

"What kind of routine, pretending to be pure and innocent?" The beautiful and delicate face of his sweetheart is close in front of him, Osamu Dazai tried his best to endure it so that he didn't dare to kiss him - the main reason is that he is worried that there will be a kiss this time and he will not kiss the next one back.So he blinked slightly and diverted his attention: "But I haven't seen it yet, can you pretend to show me once?"

"Come on, I've already said that I'm not interested in a straight man like you who has a crooked sense of self." Zhong Yuan pouted, "But there is one thing I want to ask you..."

He narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed a breathless smile. "I don't seem to have allowed you to call me 'Chuya', right?" The handsome Mr. Killer grabbed the tie of the young man in front of him and pulled it up, narrowing the gap between the two people to one. At the distance of kissing in the next second.On the other hand, the thin blade between the fingers was silently pressed against Osamu Dazai's heart. Mr. Killer maintained this intimate posture of pulling the doctor's tie, but his eyes were so cold that it made people feel uncomfortable. There was a chill down your spine: "Could it be that you have a bad memory, and you forgot how I threatened you just now... Since I don't want to kill you right now, you'd better behave yourself and don't mess with me." angry……"

In just one sentence, the voice became lower and lower, and in the end it was almost like a whisper between lovers, maliciously matching their current posture.Mr. Killer, who held the power of life and death in his hands, smiled at the doctor in his hands, then moved forward slightly, and whispered the last sentence in his ear with a slightly hoarse voice.

"...Understood. Tai, Zai, Yi, Sheng?"

Osamu Dazai: "..."

"Hmph." Seeing that he was silent, Zhongyuan Zhong also put away the blade and let him go, straightened up and resumed his normal voice, and then said with disdain in his eyes, "Is that all?"

So he turned a little bored and a little triumphant and walked towards the bathroom, before closing the frosted glass door of the bathroom, he poked his head out and added as if thinking of something: "Well, it doesn't look like you will call the police while I'm not paying attention That kind of coward... I'm hungry, order me a takeaway, and I'll eat it when I finish washing my hair."

"Of course, don't think about doing some small tricks like drugging me, I will know." He raised his eyebrows, "Doctor Dazai."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't care if he didn't get a response, he closed the door and went to wash his hair happily.

"..."

The living room was silent.Hearing the muffled sound of water coming from the bathroom, Osamu Dazai moved his somewhat stiff back, exhaled lightly, leaned back on the low table behind him, then raised his head and slowly closed his eyes.

The images just now played back in his mind.

Those eyes... were so cold that he didn't put his own life in his eyes at all. Presumably when he killed someone, he was as calm and indifferent as before.

Even though it is so small, its eyes are high above the ground, unruly like a ferocious beast that can never be raised.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand to cover half of his face, and laughed softly.

It's really nice... the title "Dr. Dazai" came out of his mouth.

I don't know when he cried...

...Will it be more exciting than just now?

I don't know who is more dangerous, Doctor Dazai (.