Save the tragic villain in progress!

Before the age of seven tomorrow, he could see things.Even though there was only a small, square, dark room, even though there was only one crazy woman, it was the clearest thing he could touch in his dark memory of the first half of his life.

Yes, clearest, not brightest.

At this moment, Xiao Jinang held his face, and he was forced to raise his head, facing him in a posture of looking up, but suddenly he felt a burning sensation, like the sun cannot be looked directly at...

But it was a humid night, and the rain was dripping outside the window, just like the evening when the woman jumped directly from the tall building after blinding Ming Zhou's eyes.

There is no sun.

no sun...

For some unknown reason, the hot temperature on Ming Zhou's face suddenly and slowly dropped, the red tide faded, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent under the light.He didn't avoid Xiao Jinang's touch any more, and was unusually quiet. After a long time, he finally asked:

"...if I get sick, what will happen to you?"

Ming Zhou actually wanted to ask, would anyone really care if he was sick?But this sentence seemed too sharp, after rolling on the tip of the tongue several times, it was finally swallowed into the stomach, so the only one who was stabbed was himself.

Like a stick in the throat, like a needle in the abdomen.

Xiao Jinang thought he was really sick when he heard the words, because his thoughts were too simple, everything was shown on his face, and he said seriously: "If you are sick, of course I will take care of you."

After he finished speaking, he was like when he was making little diamonds. He lightly rubbed Ming Zhou’s cheeks, like a small animal comforting his companions, with a worried tone, and clumsily coaxed: “You have a fever, right? I’ll go downstairs to buy medicine for you.” OK?"

Xiao Jin'ang's face was very soft, even with a slight touch, one could feel that this person's heart was soft and his mind was pure.

He even forgot that he had no money in his pocket, so he was about to go downstairs to buy medicine for tomorrow, but before he took two steps, the other party grabbed his wrist: "No need——"

Ming Zhou hesitated for a second, swallowed the words "not sick", and finally said softly: "I have medicine in the drawer in my room, and I haven't finished the cold medicine in it."

Hearing this, Xiao Jinang subconsciously looked at the bedroom inside: "Is it the one inside?"

Ming Zhou nodded, and said in a low voice, "Nightside table, the second drawer."

"Then I'll get it for you."

After Xiao Jinang finished speaking, he carefully walked around the cat that was eating on the ground, and then walked into Mingri's bedroom.He groped to turn on the light in the dark environment, and found a small cabinet next to the bed. When he opened the drawer, he saw several boxes of cold medicine inside. The boxes looked familiar, as if they were in the pharmacy when they first met. bought.

Xiao Jinang squatted on the ground, carefully looked at the medicine instructions, and found that two pills at a time were enough for adults, so he broke the two pills out and put the medicine box back in its original place.

The arrangement of things at home in tomorrow is very regular, and even different medicines are sorted and put in different drawers. If they are placed randomly, it will be troublesome if they cannot be found tomorrow.

Xiao Jinang came out with the medicine in hand. He wanted to get a cup of hot water, but found that the water on the table was cold.He fetched water from the kettle on the kitchen stove and prepared to reheat it a little.

Hearing the sound of receiving water tomorrow, he seemed to have guessed what Xiao Jinang was going to do.He groped to get up from the sofa, tilted his head slightly, and reminded aloud: "I remember there is water on the table."

Xiao Jinang scratched his head: "But the water on the table is cold."

Ming Zhou: "It's okay."

The scalding hot water is too dangerous for a blind man, and he hardly has the habit of drinking hot water tomorrow.

Xiao Jinang was surprisingly stubborn: "No, sick people can't drink cold water."

Tomorrow had no choice but to sit back on the sofa.

Xiao Jinang waited for the water to heat up, took a cup of hot water, and found that it was a bit hot, and poured some cold water into it to make sure the temperature was right, then he walked in front of Ming Zhou, knelt down and said, "Drink the medicine, drink it. The disease will be cured after the medicine is finished."

The medicines and stones in this world can't save two kinds of people, one is terminally ill, and the other is moaning without disease, but Mingri seems to have both, so it only ends up with the words "no cure".

But sometimes he still wonders if one day, someone will really be willing to give him medicine to save this lingering life...

Xiao Jinang said "ah" like taking care of a child, and then fed the medicines in his hand one by one into Ming Zhou's mouth, and handed the water glass to his lips by the way, with a focused and serious expression: "Take the medicine and you'll be fine." It's okay, don't be afraid of hardship."

Xiao Jinang had never taken capsules, so he didn't know that the medicine was tasteless, but it still didn't affect his appearance as a "professional" doctor.

But Ming Zhou didn't say anything, Xiao Jinang took whatever he was feeding, and swallowed all the medicine into his throat with the cup of warm water.

He was feigning illness, and he was dying.

The cat on the ground seemed to have finished eating the minced meat on the plate, licked the clean plate with the tip of its tongue, and then uttered a small meow: "Meow~"

It sounds more energetic than before.

Seeing this, Xiao Jinang bent down and lay down on the ground, carefully observed the state of the cat, and then asked with a smile: "Are you full?"

The skinny cat was huddled in a black coat, one eye was cloudy and the other was a beautiful sky blue.It still looked a little afraid of humans, but when Xiao Jinang approached, it finally didn't dodge, but shook its tail slightly.

Because of their presence, this empty room finally seemed to be a little more popular, and even the rotten silence in the air began to recede.

Hearing the meowing of the cat tomorrow, he finally realized that Xiao Jinang came here to ask for cat food.Following the voice, he slowly turned his head, looked in the direction of Xiao Jinang, paused, and finally asked, "Are its eyes hurt?"

Ming Zhou actually doesn't care about the cat, he doesn't have any kindness towards himself, let alone the cat that has never masked.As he said before, he is a rotten person, as soon as he said something, he felt a faint regret, and hoped that Xiao Jinang didn't hear it.

However, Xiao Jinang heard it, and his tone was worried: "Well, it seems to be invisible in its right eye."

Ming Zhou felt as if he was possessed by a demon, and he seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, otherwise, why would he keep saying such nosy words: "I remember there is an animal clinic nearby, let's take it to see it tomorrow, say Maybe... maybe it can be cured."

In fact, Xiao Jinang also wanted to take the cat for treatment, but he was so shy. Hearing Ming Zhou's words, he felt a little bubbling in his heart, and asked cautiously, "Is it really possible?"

He made him feel soft, and he also felt soft toward him.

Ming Zhou suddenly found that he couldn't refuse any request from Xiao Jinang. This realization made him feel a little scared, but he was still calm and easy-going, which perfectly matched all the characteristics of a psychiatrist: "Of course."

The moment his voice fell, a system prompt sounded in Xiao Jinang's ear:

【Ding!Please pay attention to the host, the villain's blackness has been reduced to 65%, please continue to work hard~]

Xiao Jinang's eyes lit up involuntarily when he heard the notification sound, he was so happy that he wanted to roll on the ground.

Yay~ He's great too!This time it dropped to 65%! 65% Hey!

Ming Zhou didn't notice Xiao Jin'ang's joy, but stood up slowly from the sofa, walked to the window gropingly, then opened the window, stretched out his hand to feel the cool rain outside: "It seems to be raining."

Xiao Jinang didn't notice it yet, and raised his head in doubt when he heard the words: "Huh? Is it raining?"

Ming Zhou nodded: "Well, have you brought an umbrella?"

Xiao Jinang obviously didn't bring one, and scratched his head a little embarrassed when he heard the words: "I didn't know it would rain today, so I didn't bring an umbrella. Doctor Ming, can you lend me one?"

Xiao Jinang is not afraid of the rain, but he will take the cat away later, in case the kitten gets caught in the rain, it will be bad.Today, he asked for cat food tomorrow, which is already very troublesome, and he can no longer keep the cat overnight.

Ming Zhou didn't answer immediately, but slowly closed the window to block the wind and rain outside, and then replied: "I don't have an umbrella at home."

Xiao Jinang blinked blankly when he heard the words: "Don't you have an umbrella?"

Ming Zhou shook his head slightly: "No."

With a calm expression, he told Xiao Jinang this slightly outrageous fact in the most serious tone, making people suspect that he couldn't even do it as a joke.

Xiao Jinang thought that he had to change it himself, although it was a bit energy-consuming: "It doesn't matter, my house is very close, and I can arrive soon. A little rain should be fine."

However, God seemed to be against him on purpose. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the noise of the rain outside suddenly becoming louder by more than one degree. Obviously, the rain became heavier.

Xiao Jinang was also stupid.

Mingri walked to the sofa again.He seemed to know exactly where Xiao Jinang was, and slowly leaned over, squatting beside the cat like him, and asked aloud, "What should I do?"

As if he was the one without the umbrella.

Xiao Jinang said in a low voice with little confidence: "It's okay, my house is close."

Ming Zhou: "Where do you live?"

Xiao Jin'ang's eyes faltered: "It's...in a neighborhood nearby."

Ming Zhou: "But the nearest community is ten kilometers away, and it's very late, there is no car to take."

Even if there is a car, Xiao Jinang may not have the money to pay the bill.

Reality is often cruel and unbearable.Xiao Jin'ang was obviously not good at lying, and after being exposed by Ming Zhou, even the roots of his ears turned red.Just when he didn't know what to do, Ming Zhou suddenly said something in a low voice, so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Stay at my house for one night..."

Xiao Jinang: "Huh?"

Ming Zhou didn't look at him, but groped and stretched out his fingertips, lowered his head to touch the fluffy cat, then withdrew his hand, and repeated in a low voice: "Stay at my house for one night, and bring it with you tomorrow Go see a doctor."

Family?

This word is a little strange to Xiao Jinang.Hearing this, he couldn't help poking the soft sofa beside him, and then looked at the ceiling above his head and the smooth wooden floor, wondering if this is the home of human beings?Boxy, looks a bit different from his ball.

Xiao Jinang was a little happy, but also a little anxious, looking at Ming Zhou with bright eyes, and asked cautiously: "Can I really live in your house?"

Ming Zhou nodded, seemed to be smiling, but didn't seem to: "Yes."

Xiao Jinang knew that he must be afraid that he would be caught in the rain tomorrow, so he was so happy, he couldn't help but leaned over and rubbed against him, like a big dog, his eyes narrowed with a smile: "Doctor Ming, you are so kind to me~ "

The soft rubbing sensation reappeared, causing Ming Zhou's figure to pause, but he no longer panicked, and had already learned to adapt.

【Ding! 】

The system notification sound suddenly rang in the air,

[Please pay attention to the host, the villain's blackness has been reduced to 64%, please continue to work hard~]

Mingri teased the cat, but did not speak, and Xiao Jinang also fell silent.

He heard the rain dripping outside the window, washing away all the evils of the past.

He heard that the degree of blackening was gradually decreasing, as if all the suffering in the world had finally begun to be redeemed.