[BL, MTL] The Future Of A Full-Time Doctor

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Wu Chenghe thought he was going to die.

He felt that his cloud of consciousness was like a crazy octopus, stretching out countless tentacles, twisting and stretching in the vast space. At first, when he was sober, he could control them a little. Later, he couldn't control them, so he could only let them grow uncontrollably and become a mess of unreasonable numbness.

He didn't know how long he had persisted. He only knew that there were still two soothmatives left, but he really didn't have the strength to fight. He could only "watch" his consciousness become a mess and fainted helplessly.

When he woke up, he found himself leaving the refrigerator and lying **. His brain was in chaos, and his tentacles were still waving in an invisible space. He couldn't figure out whether he crawled out of the refrigerator or was taken out by someone else, but subconsciously felt that everything was wrong.

Just as he was trying his best to concentrate, he heard someone calling his name.

"Wu... Wu Chenghe?"

Who? No one in the world would call him that. Hannibal has always called him Xiali, and so did Marlow. His classmates in the basic school only called him his last name.

Wu Chenghe tried to open his eyes wide, contracted his pupils, and looked in the direction of the sound. Then he found a strange young man standing in front of the bed, with a big golden hair with a very kind expression standing behind him.

No, Wu Chenghe felt that the man was a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere, but his brain was too chaotic to remember for a moment.

But then he realized a more deadly problem: his identity as a guide was discovered!

His menarche has not completely passed. He can smell the strange smell on his body. There is an empty sedotheative test tube and a syringe gun loaded with medicine beside him!

He found me! He knows that I am a guide!

The momentary despair completely destroyed Wu Chenghe's reason. His pupils contracted instantly and turned into strange vertical pupils. Then he didn't know where his strength came from. He jumped up and fished something on the bedside table and fell over.

His vision was not very clear, and his hearing was a little chaotic. His skin rubbed against the quilt, giving off a dull pain. But he couldn't care about these. He was desperate and depressed, and he only felt that he was doomed and dead!

He wants to take revenge on the society!

The man was hit by him and shouted, and the red nosebleeds made a bloodline in the air. Wu Chenghe smelled the pungent blood, and the aura of the Virgin Mary flashed in the bottom of his heart, but because the anger value was too high, it soon went out. He staggered up and fell to the ground with weak legs when he got out of bed. He heard someone exclaim, and then the big golden hair rushed over and shook his head to touch him.

Get out of here! Wu Chenghe was so angry that he gritted his teeth viciously like a hairy little animal. He even pretended not to see it and forgot to see it. He used his vertical pupils to his translucent eyes to make it unable to approach. Then he poked his chaotic thinking tentacles into his head and roared, "Get out of here!"

Jin Mao was caught off guard and let out a short howl in the high-dimensional space. His huge body fell down with a thud, and his limbs twitched. He strongly wanted to roll away, but he swayed and couldn't even roll.

Wu Chenghe used his tentacles of thinking to attack the enemy for the first time, and he was half tired of himself. He felt that the worries and fears in Jin Mao's heart were fed back to his brain through the tentacles of thinking, which made his already chaotic consciousness cloud more overwhelmed and almost on the verge of collapse.