Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

Qi Ran held a thick notebook in her hand, her fingertips stained with ink marks that hadn't been wiped clean.

The sentry who came in sat down and asked him curiously what his name was.

Qi Ran raised her head, her glasses sliding down to the tip of her nose.

He hurriedly reached out and pushed it back, a hint of foolish awkwardness hidden in the reflection of his glasses.

"My name is Qi Ran. Have you been suffering from severe mental pollution lately? Show me your medical report."

The sentry noticed that Qi Ran's white coat pockets were bulging.

They were either stuffing candy wrappers or carrying a half-eaten cookie.

When he reached out his hand, a pile of scraps fell out with a clatter.

Qi Ran was also startled. She squatted down and frantically picked it up, her ears turning so red they looked like they could bleed.

"Um... I'm sorry, this is... my first day at work."

"It's okay, is this tasty?" The sentry squatted down to help him pick it up, holding a candy in his hand as he asked.

"It's delicious, have a taste." Qi Ran gave him some, put the things back in her pocket, and picked up the report to examine it carefully.

The sentry tore open the candy wrapper; it tasted sweet and refreshing, like fruit.

He wasn't actually in the contamination period yet. He heard that Ge Xi's partner would be working at this hospital, so he came with the intention of standing up for Ge Xi.

But when they reached the door, they abandoned that foolish idea.

The boy was tall and thin, wearing a loose white coat that reached his knees. He walked with a swaying gait, like a light, floating cloud.

How could someone like that bully Ge Xi?

He probably couldn't satisfy Ge Xi if he were with her, after all, she looks so small and a bit dull.

The sentry blushed as he conjured up certain images in his mind.

Qi Ran frowned as she looked at the complicated data report.

He doesn't yet know how others perceive him.

What he called being "dazed" was simply that Qi Ran was trying her best to understand the knowledge of this world.

He was just a half-baked, hastily trained instructor; he couldn't understand many things. After graduating, he studied alone at home for two months before daring to come for the interview.

After watching for a full five minutes, Qi Ran revealed his true colors.

He couldn't understand those densely packed mental fluctuation analysis charts, so he called the system.

"System, is this red line serious?"

[It's not serious, simple intervention will do. He's a C-level sentinel, you've learned how to intervene, right?]

The system is puzzled.

"I know how to do that, but I don't know how to prescribe medicine. The medicines in this world are so complicated, sob..."

The system comforted him.

"It's alright. First, talk to him and I'll list the necessary medications for you; just prescribe them accordingly."

"Thank you, system."

Don't worry.

Qi Ran put down the examination report and asked the sentry to lie down.

"Your mental pollution isn't severe. I'll help you with some counseling first, and then you can take some medication to stabilize your condition. You should be fine by next month."

"Thank you for your help, Doctor." The sentry lay down, placing his hand beside him.

Qi Ran grasped his wrist and closed her eyes.

The sentry stood frozen, letting those hands cover him.

The warmth at my fingertips, like spring water melting snow, seeped into my bones and blood, inch by inch, along my icy skin.

The dense, exploding noise that had been perceiving me suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Those shrill, maddening noises were like a gentle hand pressing a switch.

He didn't dare let out a comfortable groan, his neck turning red from holding it in.

Suddenly, he smelled a faint, sun-kissed plant fragrance on the guide.

The aroma, imbued with a gentle spiritual energy, silently seeped into his spiritual world.

In the realm of the mind, the snow wolf was frantically pawing at the ice, its silvery-white fur bristling like a small hedgehog, a low growl rumbling in its throat, and its icy-blue eyes filled with violent red blood vessels.

But when that warmth wafted in, the snow wolf suddenly stopped moving, its ear tips twitched slightly, and it raised its head warily.

The spiritual force didn't seem to be forcibly suppressed; it was more like a soft butterfly gently covering its burning fur.

The snow wolf first growled and shook its head, trying to break free, but its claws left shallow dents in the ice, and it hesitated to strike hard.

Gradually, the roar in its throat turned into a low whimper, and its bristling fur slowly calmed down.

The redness in the ice-blue eyes gradually faded, revealing their original clean color.

It stopped digging and slowly lay down, resting its head on its front paws, its tail tip gently brushing the ice surface, and its nose rubbing against the gentle silver butterfly, like a little animal whose fur had been stroked, even its breathing slowed down.

In reality, the veins on the back of his neck gradually subsided, and his taut shoulders slumped.

The hand hanging by her side curled up unconsciously, the chill at her fingertips gradually warming up with the warmth of her palm.

He could even feel his own spiritual form, the snow wolf, gently rubbing against his guide's spiritual form in the spiritual world.

Qi Xiangdao's spiritual form is a butterfly that shimmers with silver light.

It lingered around the snow wolf, and only slowly disappeared after making sure the snow wolf was comforted.

The sentry opened his eyes, and Qi Ran had already written the prescription.

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"Thank you, that's all."

The sentry got out of bed, glanced at Qi Ran instinctively, and asked, blushing:

"My name is Xi Yuan, and I'm a Class C sentry in the protected area. I don't have a personal guide yet. Would you be my personal guide? I'll work hard to support you!"

Qi Ran was taken aback, then shook her head and refused.

"I'm sorry, I promised my partner I wouldn't become someone else's personal tutor. Thank you for your kind offer."

Qi Ran quickly curved the corners of her mouth into a smile, as faint as ripples on the surface of water.

He handed him the prescription, blinked behind his glasses with a hint of panic and helplessness, and unconsciously scratched the ends of his slightly curly hair with his fingertips, his voice soft and gentle.

"I'm sorry, I hope you find a better personal mentor."

As she spoke, Qi Ran's ears turned slightly red, and her smile carried a hint of cautious apology, making her look exceptionally well-behaved.

Xi Yuan took the prescription, his heart filled with regret.

As he left the consultation room, the sentries queuing outside stared at him curiously.

Xi Yuan left without saying anything, filled with regret.

Then the next sentry came in.

Having learned from the previous example, Qi Ran was already familiar with the process and was no longer as flustered as she had been the first time.

"Hello, please show me your test results. Please lie down over there."

The sentry blushed as well and obediently did as he was told.

In the protected area, many sentries do not have their own personal guides.

In order to survive, sentries without their own guides would come to the hospital for psychological counseling every now and then.

I heard that Ge Xi's partner came to work at this hospital, and they both came with the intention of getting revenge for Ge Xi.

But when she saw that Ge Xi's partner was such a cute and gentle young man, her thoughts were extremely complicated.

Ge Xi is the rose that everyone admires; no one can help but love her beauty.

A young person is like a clean flower bud, growing in a field where the wind blows freely. Though not dazzling, they represent a different kind of beauty.

Carefully cultivated roses and naturally pampered buds are inherently different; how can they be compared?

The sentry was still confused when Qi Ran began to guide him.

Today's workload is quite heavy.

Qi Ran received seven people and saw off the last one, just as it was time to leave work.

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Author's note: Thank you for your support and donations~ This world is full of popular male leads, but they're not human.