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Assassin
墨書 Inktalez
I never thought that in the 21st century, there would still be the profession of an Assassin.
Of all things, I actually encountered one.
I went downstairs to throw out the trash, and as the garbage bag made a perfect parabolic arc into the trash can, I caught a glimpse of a pair of shoes peeking out from the darkness next to the trash can.
This late at night, a homeless person?
I walked slowly with a frown, leaning against the wall. Just before I could see, a hand reached out from the darkness and tightly covered my mouth.
I struggled, but the person suddenly stood up, and a cold object pressed against my neck - a dagger.
I dare not move anymore, but my legs are shaking like a sieve.
The man was about 1.8 meters tall, very strong. As he covered my mouth and nose, I gradually found it hard to breathe. In my despair, I thought about what would happen to the money in my bank account if I died. My mom doesn't even know the password! Suddenly, the man let go.
Feeling the fresh air, I took two deep breaths and tried to turn around and run, but my damn sense of responsibility made me turn back because I smelled the strong scent of blood in the air.
The person was lying motionless on the ground, their clothes stained dark red with blood, and their whole body covered in blood, like a demon crawling out of hell.
If I save him, he just wanted to kill me!
If I don't save him, he will undoubtedly die!
In the end, I threw rationality out the window and resigned myself to propping up his arms, dragging him back home. As soon as we entered the door, I threw him onto the sofa, his body almost falling apart.
After taking out the first aid kit from the room, I performed first aid measures on him.
There are wounds on the abdomen and back, all of which are knife wounds.
Although it's not life-threatening, it's been dragging on for quite a while and there has been a lot of bleeding. I'm afraid that if it continues like this, he will go into shock.
After some consideration, I made a call to the hospital.
The ambulance arrived quickly, and I was exhausted from the commotion until late at night.
I rubbed my sore shoulders as I watched the man sleeping peacefully while receiving an IV.
What's the story behind all these injuries? Were they from a fight?
The door to the hospital room was pushed open, and the on-duty nurse walked in to ask me.
"Dr. Lin, it's late, you should go to sleep. I can take care of the patients."
I smiled and waved my hand, "It's okay, I'll go to the duty room to sleep later. I'll keep an eye on the medication. You go to sleep first."
The nurse nodded, "I'll be at the front desk. Call me if you need anything." Then she closed the door and left.
I looked at the person on the bed again.
A black casual outfit, messy and long hair that seems to have been neglected for a long time, thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips. Despite having a good-looking face, the temper is not very good.
Dozed off in a daze, and the next day was woken up by a hand on the neck.
I looked up and saw the man's sinister and sharp eyes. I struggled to push away his hand and pointed to the IV bottle, then pointed to myself, indicating that I saved him.
He hesitated for a moment, then slowly let go of his hand.
I coughed desperately, clutching my neck.
After catching my breath, I turned my head and glared at him fiercely: "Are you crazy? I saved you, bro."
He still stared at me without moving, not saying a word.
I swallowed hard. This person was full of hostility from head to toe, with sinister and icy eyes.
Considering that it's pointless to say more, in case he goes crazy again and tries to strangle me, I picked up my bag and walked out, his eyes following me the whole time.
When I reached the door, I still turned back and reminded him, "Take care of your injuries first. This is a hospital, no one will harm you." Then I closed the door.
After work, I bought some food and had it delivered to the hospital room. He kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep, refusing to eat.
"If you behave better, I'll let you leave the hospital earlier."
He frowned, gave me a cold glance, and then wolfed down the lunchbox hungrily.
At first glance, it was clear that he had been hungry for a long time, and... it was a bit pitiful.
I shook my head, sighed, and touched his hair, and he stopped moving.
I quickly let go of my hand and apologized, "Sorry, sorry, it was subconscious."
He continued eating and ignored me.
"What is your name?"
I asked him.
He seemed to be ignoring me. Why is he so indifferent?
"I need to help you get admitted to the hospital. How can I do that if you don't tell me your name?"
"..."
"Bro, I'm in the hospital, you know?"
"I don't need to stay in the hospital," he said to me, his voice hoarse.
"How will you deal with your injuries if you don't go to the hospital?"
"I'll tough it out."
I was choked up, turned around to go and tidy up to leave the hospital, and he spoke again when I reached the door.
"Lin Yu." I turned my head in confusion and looked at him. He looked up at me and repeated, "My name is Lin Yu."
I really want to say "What a coincidence, my last name is also Lin" to him. But I'm afraid he'll strangle me.
I smiled and nodded, then walked out the door.
After staying in the hospital for a few days, Lin Yu insisted on leaving, so I had to arrange for his discharge.
He stood tall at the hospital entrance. People passing by couldn't help but take a few more glances at him. Well, with that physique and looks, who wouldn't?
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