Officer Matsuda Wants To Save Himself

"Can you guys stop chatting while others are sleeping?" Matsuda Jin lay flat on the not-so-wide table, his eyes were not open, and his tone was obviously irritable.

"Sorry, sorry, did I wake you up, Matsuda?" Idahang gave a good-natured smile.

The exact opposite of him was Jiang Gu Ling, who was holding a bento box. The blond police officer held his hand and looked unhappy: "Ha - do normal patients disappear from the ward and go to the rooftop to sleep? You should be grateful to Dade if we can come here. ."

Matsuda array supported the roof and sat up, and when he got up, he paused for a while, and then turned to Jianggu Ling with a stern face and sharp eyes: "Forget about Zhufu and Ida, I have no requirements. come here."

"Do you think I want to come over?" Jiang Gu Ling stabbed back directly.

Seeing that these two people were quarreling directly like elementary school students, Zhufu Jingguang and Hagihara Kenji looked at each other and seemed a little helpless.

Hagihara Kenji naturally put his hand on Matsuda Jinping's shoulder, "Alright, alright, stop arguing, the two of you."

"Xiaojianggu, you came here for the reason of delivering takeout. It's not good if you don't go back all the time. So is Xiaozhufu. After all, it's a police hospital. It's not good if you meet someone who knows you." Hagihara Kenji looked at Yi Dahang: "Monitor, aren't you on duty today?"

Date Hang shook his head and smiled: "Send a colleague over, remembering that Matsuda seems to be there, so I stopped by, and didn't bring any condolences."

"No need, I'll leave in two days." Matsuda Jinping complained: "It's not a serious injury anyway, and I don't want to lie down in the hospital."

"Anyway—if there is nothing special, I will take care of Xiaojinping here, so don't worry too much." Hagihara Kenji rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on the two police officers, Rei Fukutani and Jingguang Zhufu.

Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm just a little worried about Matsuda. Since it's all right, zero and I will go back first."

"By the way, Date, if we meet later, I'm sorry to say that you don't know us."

Date Hang nodded: "I understand, it's Midorikawa and Amuro, right? I remember the self-introduction just now."

Rei Fukutani handed the bento to Hagihara Kenji, snorted at Matsuda Jinping, strode away from the position, this expression made Matsuda Jinping's fist hard, and wanted to kick him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and pushed Jiang Gu Ling to disappear from the door, and Ida Hang walked behind them.

After everyone left, Hagihara Kenji stretched out his hand, and in the gaze of Matsuda Jinping, he narrowed his eyes: "Okay, reach out and let me see."

"Did you prop yourself up with your hands when you got up just now?"

Matsuda Jin guiltily looked away: "Tsk."

"'Tsk' is useless—" Hagihara Kenji extended his voice: "Obviously, besides your face, your hands are more important than your face, right? You still don't care so much."

"I'm fine." Matsuda Jinping finally couldn't match the accusing gaze of Young Tamoran, and obediently stretched out his hand.

After the inspection, it was confirmed that there was no red oozing on the bandage, and Hagihara Kenji breathed a sigh of relief: "Last night or now, just call me when you want to sit up."

Matsuda Jinhei: "...too troublesome."

"Don't be coquettish at this time."

"Who's kidding?"

"Okay, okay, so, little Matsuda, can you go back to the ward now?"

"...Don't call me that, I'm getting goosebumps." After complaining about this, Matsuda Jinping jumped off the platform and said, "I don't want to go back."

"So willful—!" Hagihara Kenji said in a contrived and unbelievable tone: "Are you really 29 years old this year instead of 9 years old!"

"I'll give you back this sentence." Matsuda Jinping glanced at his friend who grew up with him, "Don't say anything, do you want to let Fukugu and the others see a joke?"

Hagihara Kenji spit out: "Xiaojinping, you really care about Xiaojianggu?"

"Is that the point?"

"As Xiao Jinping's first relative and friend, I'm a little jealous—"

"Don't change the subject for me." Matsuda Jinping turned his head and glanced at his friend who couldn't see the problem at all, and said "tsk" again: "Forget it, I'm hungry."

Hagihara Kenji let out a low laugh and waved the bento in his hand: "Go down to eat?"

Matsuda Jinping directly replaced the answer with action, but instead of returning to the ward, he walked to the lawn in the hospital, which was considered a leisure area.

Matsuda Jinping picked a bench and sat down, lazily leaning back against the chair, probably because he didn't get enough sleep just now, he narrowed his eyes and yawned, a little physiological tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes. .

Hagihara Kenji sat next to him and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Well, I slept enough in the afternoon, so I didn't sleep much at night." Although it was partly because of the pain that I couldn't sleep.

During the conversation, Hagihara Kenji opened the bento box sent by Yugu Ling, and the food inside was quite rich, all of which were suitable for sick patients.

Holding the matching chopsticks, Kenji Hagihara took a piece of white radish and handed it directly to Matsuda Jinping's mouth: "Come on, ah-"

"Huh?" Matsuda Jinping turned his face slightly, and said subconsciously, "I'll do it myself—uh!"

Hagihara Kenji waved the chopsticks in his hand with a smile, and looked at his friend who was being fed by him: "How are you going to come by yourself?"

Matsuda Jinping: "..."

Matsuda Jinping swallowed the radish in his mouth, opened his half-moon eyes full of complaints, and gave up his resistance.

"That's good~" Hagihara Kenji said happily.

Are you coaxing a child? Matsuda Jinplain originally wanted to say this, but he realized that Kenji Hagihara would probably come back with these words to ridicule him, so he chose to shut up.

As a result, Hagihara Kenji looked surprised: "Xiaojinping, you didn't refute me!"

Matsuda Jinhei: ... This guy is so annoying!

Looking at Matsuda Jinpei's expression, Hagihara Kenji couldn't help but burst out laughing so much that he almost lost his grip on the bento box in his hand.

In Matsuda Jinhei's expression of looking at the fool, Hagihara Kenji calmed down a little: "Well - how can I put it, it really is Xiaojinhei, this feeling?"

Matsuda Jinping: "Huh?"

"No, nothing." Hagihara Kenji picked up a celery: "Open your mouth—"

This time, Matsuda Jinping leaned back a little, his face full of rejection: "Only Furuya would like this kind of thing, right?"

“It’s not good for picky eaters~”

"This is not a matter of picky eaters." Matsuda Jinping took a deep breath, and finally said what he wanted to say from the beginning: "Who would add parsley to boiled radishes?!"

"I just felt it didn't taste right - how did he invent this cult dish?!"

"After all, Xiaojianggu likes to grow celery at home, right?"

"...Why do you know such a thing?"

"Zero little knowledge from Jingguang?"

"Is their relationship too boring?"

"I always feel that you have absolutely no right to complain about this, Xiao Zhenping."

The two noisily finally finished eating all the dishes in the bento—as for the celery in it, it ended up in Hagihara Kenji's stomach.

Matsuda Jinping is not a picky eater, and he usually eats celery as a decoration, but this level is still too much.

Returning to Poirot, Rei Fukutani sneezed violently, and after hearing the words of Azusa Enomoto's concern, the blond waiter smiled and said that there was no need to worry. After Enomoto Zi turned his head, Rei Yugu's eyes narrowed, and he directly suspected someone from the same period who was not present: "Is that guy Matsuda scolding me behind his back?"

As for Matsuda, who was scolding people behind his back, after the doctor changed the medicine, he was bored and opened the live broadcast room.

Because of the injured hands, many things cannot be done, whether it is reading a book, playing with a mobile phone, or disassembling, it has become difficult.

"Just talk about something and pass the time."

[I understand, we are Xiao Zhenping's pastime (dog head holding a rose)]

[But people are voluntary, I'm tired of saying this~]

[Since it's boring, Xiao Zhenping will answer a few questions for us! 】

"Huh? Okay, I looked at the answer."

【Great! 】

[Ask Xiao Zhenping what kind of person he likes and when to find someone! ! 】

"The type you like... Didn't you already know this?"

【Good guy, so you just ignore the second half of the question for granted? 】

【You are like those seven aunts and eight aunts who are urging marriage! 】

[Speaking of which, I am very curious about how you and Hagi know each other, Xiao Jinping! 】

【right! Seems like this has never been mentioned before! 】

"How did you meet... Elementary school?"

[So perfunctory - people want details! 】

[Speaking of which, what is Xiao Zhenping's opinion on the name Xiao Zhenping! 】

"I just got to know each other out of nowhere. Is there anything special... As for the name, um... Are you used to it?"

【What if someone other than hagi shouts? 】

"Aren't you shouting all the time?" Matsuda Jinping let out a low laugh.

[Oops, it's a feeling of heartbeat! 】

[Damn, Xiao Zhenping is teasing me inadvertently! I don't have a boyfriend now, it's definitely your fault, Xiao Zhenping! 】

[Speaking of which, I don't seem to hear Xiao Jinping you call "Ken II", it's always hagi! Or if you're a little more serious, it's Hagihara—]

"Because of convenience?" Matsuda Jinping recalled the process of changing his name: "Because Hagihara has four syllables, it is easier for Hagi to pronounce."

[Damn...Is there no more romantic reason? ! Xiao Zhenping, you are too realistic! 】

[It seems that I have never heard Xiao Zhenping call someone with a nickname, and suddenly I want to hear it! 】

【Yes, yes! Xiao Zhenping, why don't you try it! Shout out a nickname or something! 】

[No, I suspect that when he called zero, Xiao Jinping would call out "sauce" or something for nausea (deep)]

[Pfft, so reasonable! It really feels like something Xiao Zhenping will do! 】

"Are you bored?"

[Xiao Zhenping, didn't you start the live broadcast just because you were bored! 】

【Yes, yes! Anyway, it's all to pass the time, it's not up to us how to pass the time! (akimbo)]

[By the way, when Kojinpei called Hagihara instead of Hagi, it was a little serious. When Hagi called Kojinpei Matsuda, was it the same reason? 】

"Should I? If Hagi..."

Hagihara Kenji pushed open the door and walked in, looking at Matsuda Jinping with some doubts: "Did you call me just now?"

"Well, try to recall when you started calling my name." Matsuda Jinping replied casually.

Hagihara Kenji thought about it subconsciously: "...Elementary school, right? Now that I say that, I can't remember it."

"But I do remember that when I called you Xiaojinping in class, everyone looked surprised." Hagihara Kenji laughed: "[You dare to use a nickname to call that Matsuda who hasn't been beaten yet]—and so on. of."

"yes?"

"Actually, if I said that, I should have come here on purpose?" Hagihara Kenji said suddenly.

"what?"

"I call you 'Sauce'~ I don't remember much, but Xiao Jinping definitely doesn't like someone calling you that. Maybe it's funny to tease you?" The half-long-haired police officer said with a smile: "Apart from that, is there a point of showing off?"

"After all, [that Matsuda didn't even beat me when I called him such a cute name, I'm a super good friend with that Matsuda who doesn't get along with me~] This thing sounds amazing."

"Only I can notice that Xiao Jinping is a good boy. Do you have a feeling that you are special and exceptional?" Hagihara Kenji poured the anti-inflammatory medicine in the palm of his hand and handed it to the Matsuda array with water: "Yes. Do you understand that feeling?"

"I didn't know you thought so much..." Matsuda Jinping opened his mouth, bit the capsule, and swallowed down the warm water.

Hagihara Kenji shrugged: "Well, I shouldn't have noticed it at the time."

"Then ask a question, what is the difference in mentality when calling my surname and first name?" Matsuda Jinping helped the barrage to ask this question.

"You actually care about this?" Hagihara Kenji blinked: "Should it be the difference between being serious and everyday?"

"It's the same as what I thought." Matsuda Jinping was not surprised.

"But if you mention it like this, Xiaojinping, you rarely call me by my name - you always call me 'Hagi'."

"Then, Kenji-chan?" Matsuda Jinping shouted casually, and said to himself, "It feels weird."

Hagihara Kenji: "..."

Hagihara Kenji: "..."

Matsuda Jinping glanced at his friend who was standing aside, and said strangely, "Why didn't you answer?"

However, Matsuda Jinping didn't pay much attention to this, and said casually: "By the way, you sleep here at night."

Hagihara Kenji was a little surprised: "Huh?"

"I just happened to be very empty recently, so I can stare at you to sleep." Matsuda Jinping hit a straight ball: "I know exactly what you're thinking about, just forget about it in normal times, and give me a good rest at night."

Hagihara Kenji was silent for a long time, then turned his face away: "Tsk."

"'Tsk' is useless—" Matsuda Jinping dragged the end of his voice: "Is this conversation a little familiar? Kener sauce~"

Hagihara Kenji: "Don't think I can't hear you complaining about my childishness."

"I didn't say that." Matsuda Jinping raised his eyebrows.

Hagihara Kenji twitched the corners of his mouth: "Haha."

【…Are your roles reversed? 】

[Speaking of which, I think Xiao Jinping has completely forgotten our existence now (indifferent)]

[Forget it, shouldn't we have gotten used to it by now]