I, Lin Qian, am a medical dog who is involved in life and death. My life creed is "struggle".
My landlord, Shen Ye, is an idle landlord whose motto in life is to "lie down".
I race against death every day in front of the operating table;
He spends every day on the sofa with his game console.
I once firmly believed that we belonged to two worlds that would never intersect.
Until late that night, I bumped into him in a dark alley, using a fruit knife——
Perform a breathtakingly precise surgical debridement.
The takeaway in my hand fell to the ground with a bang.
He raised his head and still had that lazy smile: "Hey, Doctor Lin, do me a favor, don't call 120, it's a waste of public resources."
At that moment I realized that this "waste" that I had scorned,
It was the genius surgeon who shocked the medical world three years ago but disappeared inexplicably.
So now the question comes:
Should I save my precarious outlook on life first, or should I save my irresistible bastard landlord first?
