Is it really a nurse?

The person who woke up was obviously resting normally yesterday, so his eyes were a little dull when he looked over.

Faced with such a look, Fu Qian also looked at the other party calmly.

Red lips and green eyes, no more than thirty years old.

The slightly curly hair is dazzling, but it should be dyed.

The image is very consistent with the sound just now. This time, the one who is guarding next to him looks like a young woman, and even looks good.

As for why it was a nurse at the first time, it was also very simple - the classic dovetail hat. This guy didn't even take off what he wore when he was sleeping, and he also had a white uniform.

Everything is different, but everything seems to be consistent, just changing the map.

And if the experience in the garden is a kind of cult thriller version, the sunlight in front of you will definitely be reset.

Even spring.

There is a reason why I have considered the nurse's judgment later-

The hat on his head is okay, but if you look carefully, you will find that the uniform this person wears seems to be inconsistent.

That is, he is thin and tall, and the other person's waist is already thin, but his clothes are still tight, making the body lines extremely obvious.

Although the uniform is not fitted is a common problem, no matter how round the exposure is, it is definitely not up to the standard.

A considerable proportion of exposed thighs are enough to prove that the person in front of him is not wearing formal professionals, and there are more role-playing factors.

I have to say it's even more weird.

ah--

While Fu Qian was scrutinizing, the other party seemed to have begun to wake up and subconsciously looked in the direction of Fu Qian’s scrutiny.

What followed was an overly harsh scream.

...

As it turns out, the reaction of the parties involved is even much greater.

"Seven fifty-five."

Faced with such noise early in the morning, Fu Qian was still in a stable mood and even answered the other party’s previous questions casually.

At the same time, taking advantage of this opportunity, I also observed the entire room.

The result is clear at a glance.

Apart from the lounge chair under me, a simple clothes hanger in the corner is almost the only furniture.

The mattress lying on the uniformed woman next to her was placed directly on the ground.

It is so simple that the skill of quitting one's way has reached the realm of enlightenment.

However, it seems a bit unmatched with the character mentioned in the task introduction at first glance? It looks a little negative.

"Where is my clothes? Why do I wear this?"

At this moment, the person on the mattress was already sitting up and after tidying up, he finally realized that the clever woman could not cook without rice, so he immediately asked in his voice.

"Good question, I actually want to know, the other one should be your coat."

After hearing this, Fu Qian finally withdrew his gaze, nodded slightly, and pointed at the clothes hanger in the corner.

This reaction is undoubtedly strange.

Not only are the parties involved not very suitable for wearing this kind of clothes, they don’t even know why they look like wearing this kind of clothes.

In addition, she doesn't seem to be so familiar with the role she plays at this moment.

"How is it possible... am I drinking too much?"

Following the direction of her finger before paying, the woman in uniform soon found a brown coat on the hanger and immediately got up to put it on.

She wrinkled her face tightly wrapped around her body and her heart was slightly calmer, and she began to reflect in an instant.

"No, it's obvious that you didn't drink, I did."

However, Fu Qian shook his head again and pointed at himself.

Although it only takes a moment, it will not prevent him from confirming his physical condition.

First of all, although there is no mirror, the bronze skin on the arms alone knows that this time the mission is not carried out in its original form.

In addition to the previous shoulder and neck problems, the most obvious thing is the alcohol smell on the body. Last night, I should have consumed a considerable dose of alcohol.

In comparison, the other person's body is even much more refreshing.

In addition, there is another theoretically important gain - although it is really uncomfortable to lie in such a position all night, how can the King of Abandoned Prison get sore shoulders and neck?

Not only did he change his image, but he was even an ordinary person at this moment.

...

Surprise.

I clearly chose the skills, but after entering the mission, I found that it was an ordinary person. This is not the first time I have happened.

But don't forget that things are constantly evolving and changing.

Judging from the warehouse principles explored earlier, any task that limits ability is likely to have only side effects in His judgment, and the success rate of force and force is much lower than that of wisdom.

Although there is a problem with character archives now, the strength is still strong, and it is still difficult for the warehouse to make invincible judgments, not to mention that they have already spent their efforts to choose skills before.

To sum up, it seems that there is only one possibility that is the greatest at present - it is not limited by the warehouse, and there are other people who spend this effort.

A character who can limit the King of Prison to this level may not be able to lock in his identity for the time being, but it is already very exciting for the next program to be prepared.

Even so, the probability of the famous scene at the beginning is just a coincidence, and it seems that it is a little smaller.

"Then why would I wear this? Obviously this is not my thing!"

Fu Qian was deeply satisfied, but the uniformed woman was even more uneasy because of his words, and her eyes looked over full of resentment.

"It probably wasn't mine, but I was thinking just now, is it possible that you are wearing this to give me an injection?"

It is understandable that emotional instability occurs in this situation. Fu Qian just calmly signaled his body and gave a somewhat abstract statement.

Clothes are just one of the weird things, and there should be an explanation for the situation in front of you.

Some people are hanging water, and some are nurses. Isn’t it normal to combine it like this?

"Nonsense, do you have to wear work clothes to get injections, and why don't I remember what disease you had-"

The woman in uniform frowned more and more as she heard it. Finally, she couldn't help but walk forward, took off the empty bottle, and was stunned for the next moment.

"I remembered it, I really seemed to be here to give you an injection... You mentioned that there is something today and you need to relieve your drinking symptoms..."

While muttering to herself, not only was she wearing clothes randomly, but even the standard drinking symptoms such as fragments began to appear on her.

The content I recalled even confirmed Fu Qian's overly rough guess just now.

It seems like a nurse really looks like a nurse.

Fu Qian's reaction to this was to look at the back of his hands and vaguely confirm another guess.

The bad habit of thinking inertia is undesirable. Although he just discovered that uniforms were art items, he did not deny the possibility that the other party was a nurse.

Because the needles and tape on the hands are obviously quite in place, they look like they are made by hand.

"So do I have anything to do?"

"No, but you said it was eight o'clock."
Chapter completed!