Twilight Scarlet

Chapter 10 Bloody Candy

Everyone has dreams when they are young.Everyone has it when they are young, no matter how gloomy, autistic, or gloomy children are.So Qiao Zhen also has.But when they grow up, people are often disturbed by those external things, most of them forget their dreams, or change their dreams according to reality, and then call this "ideal".But Qiao Zhen didn't. Qiao Zhen's dream had always been... to kill that man.Okay, that sounds dark and twisted, but that's what he thought.Especially when he was woken up by an emergency call at four o'clock this morning.

He hated that man for endowing him with such dexterous hands and a talent that would allow him to enter the hall of high academics, but he was so tortured that he could only sleep for three hours a day.

"Coffee?" When he was leaning drowsily in the dressing room, an elegant and slightly cool body leaned over and hugged him into his arms. "You look tired."

"Oh... I didn't know that the members of the board of directors were also changing clothes here..." Qiao Zhen raised her head in a daze and laughed.He didn't realize that he had actually slept on the cabinet for half an hour, and all the colleagues around him had left.

Marcus smiled, a small crease around his lips, like a tiny dimple.He reached out and locked the locker room door, and answered in a low voice. "I can change clothes anywhere I want."

"……no."

"No? It's not that you haven't done it with me."

"I'm going to be late." Qiao Zhen woke up in an instant. "You know, I can't be with you under the rules. It's just a...uh...a piston movement. I should go."

"I think we need to talk." Marcus' complexion sank, and he grabbed his wrist with one hand, with a hint of pressure in his tone.

"No, sleeping with my boss's boss is not going to lead to good things."

"Ok?"

"Now, I'm actually going to work."

"..." Marcus watched helplessly as the figure deftly opened the door of the locker room and ran out, closely following Dr. Britt.He suddenly slammed the locker in the locker room hard, and the huge impact caused the stainless steel product to disintegrate like a paper shell with a loud noise.

Just when Qiao Zhen wanted to stick to the back of the trainee team silently, Britt, who was silent in front, suddenly turned his head and said. "Qiao Zhen, you are late."

"Um, there's a traffic jam on the road." Qiao Zhen lied reflexively.

"..." Britt glanced at him, his icy blue eyes quickly flashed a touch of disdain, but he quickly moved forward without saying anything.

"On the Seattle highway at 04:30 in the morning? What kind of traffic are you stuck in? A ghost car?" Richard asked him quietly, holding back a laugh. "Dude, your lying skills are as bad as your paperwork."

Damn it, he forgot it wasn't in China, that city that is overcrowded all the time.What a terrible bullshit, and now he understands why Britt's eyes look disdainful, too.Qiao Zhen gave the schadenfreude Richard a hard look, squeezed him out of the place next to Britt, and took advantage of the time to stick it up.

"When we walk into this room, you have to be polite, don't laugh, vomit, or gasp in surprise, understand?" Britt didn't give Qiao Zhen any time to explain, and said quickly.

Qiao Zhen quickly followed him and stepped into the ward first.

"...what is that..." Richard moaned softly beside him.

"A tumor." Qiao Zhen replied in a stiff whisper. "A very, very, huge tumor."

Britt glared at the two of them and said, "Tell me about the situation."

"Anne Calus, a 43-year-old woman, was taken to a Seattle hospital last night. For the past three months, her shortness of breath had worsened. We found a large tumor of unknown cause that was compressing her Diaphragm, I have made an appointment for a scan for her this morning." Alex said immediately, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.After speaking, he looked at the old woman affectionately. "Anne's mood is optimistic and her condition is stable."

The patient returned Alex with a gentle smile, grim, but a smile nonetheless.And Alex actually looked back at her with very soft and sincere eyes.

"..." Everyone present was terrified, but Alex remained unmoved, still looking back at her affectionately.

That's not right, he and Richard are the best of all surgical interns.Of course, he believed that Richard was worse than he was.The two of them are usually on alternate duty, which means that the king is wrong.Logically speaking, such a rare case, and last night when it was Richard's turn to enter the hospital, he should have held the patient's medical record tightly in his hand, and read it several times . "Shit, I answered a phone call last night, and you just held on to the medical records tightly." Richard said angrily.

"Winners and losers." Qiao Zhen smiled, unexpectedly, this group of interns also had a strong fighting capacity.

"Damn it. How heavy do you think the tumor is?" Apparently the case was far away from them, so they didn't care, chatting quietly.

"I don't know, fifty pounds? Sixty pounds?" Qiao Zhen glanced at the huge tumor and whispered. (One pound is about one catty. Think of it like this.)

"No, I think it's heavier."

"This case will be recorded, and all the doctors involved will be remembered." Qiao Zhen raised her eyebrows and looked at the frustrated Richard. "Oh, I can't believe you lost to that Alex."

"Yes, yes, you haven't even seen the medical records yet." Richard rolled his eyes and looked at Qiao Zhen. "I heard that you fell asleep standing up in the locker room today? It's a big taboo to be physically weak."

"Go to hell. I'm going to be part of this healing work."

"I'm almost there."

"Have you seen Alex just like that, 'seems' very sincere."

"Yeah. 'seem' is the key word. Damn, I shouldn't have answered that call..." Richard seemed remorseful.

I saw Britt strode out of the ward, glanced at the two chatting against the wall, stared at Qiao Zhen with ice blue eyes, and then warned darkly: "We decided to give Carles Surgery, ma'am. It would probably call most of the surgeons on the floor, if not all of them. That would mean extra hard work for you guys, especially..." His eyes were right on Joe Hazel, then turned to the side with a blank expression. "Don't cause any trouble. Because I won't be able to help you make up for your mistakes here." As he spoke, he led a group of doctors swaggeringly away from Qiao Zhen.Qiao Zhen watched his back as he left in the dust, very gloomy.

Hello, are you sure?Qiao Zhen felt that she really wanted to ask this question aloud.But the blue skates made him swallow his words silently.It seems like maybe, since "saving" the baby with a congenital disease, he has become an enemy of the people, or a Britt brand enemy.No matter what happens now, especially bad things, Britt thinks of himself first.It's not fair, very bad.Damn, Tai also kept his penis for 36 hours, he should thank him!

Qiao Zhen tightly clenched the coffee in her hand and narrowed her eyes.Since his boss couldn't let him into the operating room, he should think of other ways.Thinking, he turned his head and pressed the button of the elevator.

"Ding." With a sound, the elevator reached the fifth floor.

This floor is actually just a place to promote the supremacy of rights. There is no operating room, no emergency room, not even a ward. There is only a huge director's office. In the office, there is a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire four floors of the hospital. There is absolutely nothing else to do with a client and a table than sitting on a comfortable hospitality sofa.

Overall, it's eerily quiet here.Patients, doctors, nurses, no one comes to this floor unless necessary.

But Qiao Zhen went straight to the fifth floor.Push open the thick brown-red oak door.

"Marcus."

"Huh?" Marcus didn't raise his head, but when his long chestnut curly hair fell across his shoulders like quicksilver and fell to his chest, he flicked it indifferently, revealing his fair and slender neck and perfect profile.

Damn, handsome.While Qiao Zhen was distracted, she placed the cold cup of coffee heavily on the table.Gina on the side almost jumped up, and when she saw Marcus's unwavering eyes, she forced herself to calm down and said, "I'm going to pour a cup of coffee."

"I really want to be in this operation."

"What? I don't think that's what we were talking about this morning."

"I'm not talking about the topic, I'm just saying, I'm going to have surgery."

"..."

"ferry."

"..."

"a kiss."

"..."

"Well, a wonderful xx."

"Both. Find her family history and tell Britt, and I'll take care of everything."

"Okay." Qiao Zhen laughed, and suddenly quickly poked across the entire boss's table, and then gave someone's bright red lips a hard kiss. "Greedy person, you don't have any more kisses." He said happily and walked away with brisk steps.

"Damn it. I seem to be getting more and more unable to let go..." Marcus touched his red lips that still had his rich bloody fragrance, paused, his eyes were floating and deep.

Suddenly he looked at Gina's pale, almost bloodless face, "Go, here comes the plasma."

"Yes."

"Ask for his blood type."

"Yes."