Although Lin Yan was tall and long-legged, he was very light to hold. Song Yuhang was startled by the weight, and immediately the corners of his lips pursed even tighter.
It was inconvenient for her to open the door with Lin Yan in her hands, but fortunately Fang Xin ran out in time to open the car door for her, Song Yuhang carried him in, turned around and said, "Thank you."
"It's okay, Team Song, hurry up, we will let you know as soon as we have any clues."
Song Yuhang ran to the driver's seat, opened the door and fastened his seat belt, nodded slightly, even leaned over slightly, and carefully pulled up the seat belt for Lin Yan.
When the car drove out of the gate of the Municipal Bureau, there was a red light in front of her. Song Yuhang turned his head to see her face, only to see that it was so pale that even the bright red lips lost their color.
Touching her forehead with fingers, it was hot.
She insisted on working all day while sick like this? !
The more Song Yuhang thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He had never felt that the red light was so long, so he simply stepped on the accelerator and stood out from the quietly waiting queue.
But she forgot that she was driving her own car today, and the traffic policeman chased her on a motorcycle and yelled at her to stop. When she got to the hospital gate, she was given a ticket and six points were deducted from her driver's license.
She carried Lin Yan all the way upstairs, handed him over to the doctor in the emergency department, watched the doctor put the stethoscope on her chest, and ordered the nurse to give her rehydration.
"What disease, is it serious?"
"I am unconscious due to high fever, maybe a little pneumonia." The doctor changed the direction to listen to the heart sounds, and took off the stethoscope after a while.
"But don't worry, it's not life-threatening. Come and help me move it to the hospital bed, and then contact the imaging department for a brain CT scan."
After hearing this, she gradually calmed down, carried her to the hospital bed with several medical staff, pushed the gurney to the CT room, watched her enter the cabin, and then turned to the medical office to pay the money.
When she returned to the ward again, Lin Yan was lying quietly on the bed with an infusion tube attached to the back of her hand, her hair as long as seaweed was scattered on the snow-white pillow. Make that face smaller.
The nurse hung another bottle of liquid on the infusion stand next to it: "When the bottle is finished in a while, remember to ring the bell for us to change the medicine."
Song Yuhang nodded: "It's troublesome."
After the nurse left, she pulled out a stool from under the bed and sat down, reaching out to pull the quilt to her chest for her, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a ray of spring under the open neckline.
Inexplicably, she thought of the tattoo she glimpsed that night, and Lin Yan's trembling when she brushed it lightly with her fingertips.
It's like a secret, a secret that only she and herself know.
Song Yuhang swallowed, and gently brushed her hair aside like a ghost.
That porcelain-white skin quietly exudes its own temptation, just like Lin Yan himself, often has an unconscious desire.
The air seemed to have become dry, Song Yuhang licked his lower lip, put his fingertips on her collar, and undid the first button, not enough, still some distance from that secret.
The second one can vaguely glimpse some scenery, but what she wants to see is the whole picture.
The whole picture of the secret, the whole picture of Lin Yan.
Who let her hide too many secrets.
Thinking so, Song Yuhang unbuttoned the third button, and when his cool fingertips touched the skin, a hot hand touched her wrist.
That temperature seemed to burn her, and it was wiped out together with those unusual atmosphere and unconscious mind.
Song Yuhang withdrew his hand like lightning, and even because of his excessive movement, the chair leaned back and hit the opposite hospital bed.
Lin Yan propped up his upper body, covered his lips and coughed a few times, his face was pale, but his eyes were burning hot: "Why, you got emotional after a fight?"
This question made Song Yuhang speechless, she was not good at hiding herself, embarrassment appeared on her face.
Lin Yan relaxed himself, and put the loose neckline together: "Don't feel guilty about me, Team Song is a once-in-a-lifetime opponent, free fighting and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, I really want to decide the winner, which one I It was a great fight."
It should be said that it has not been so hearty for a long time. What she vented is not only her blood and tears, but also the anger and resentment in her heart.
She used to think that Lin Yan was the kind of person who was unreasonable, paranoid, and crazy, but her generosity in this matter far exceeded her imagination, and she could even be said to handle it lightly.
Song Yuhang was startled, but also relaxed: "Even so, I still owe you an apology, don't worry, when you recover, I will definitely accompany you as many times as you want."
Will she get better
Lin Yan slightly bent his lips, and said no more. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure swaying at the door of the ward, which was invisible from the direction of Song Yuhang.
"A little hungry."
she said so.
Song Yuhang got up: "What do you want to eat, I'll buy it."
"Whatever, just keep it light."
"Okay." She nodded and turned to leave.
Lin Yan stopped her again: "Is it really okay to put down the case and come here?"
She didn't know why she added this sentence.
The man obviously paused, she thought she would not answer, but Song Yuhang turned around slowly, looked into her eyes and said: "It's okay, the criminal police team and other brothers, there is no rush to solve the case at this moment In a while."
She answered sincerely, Lin Yan slightly bent the corners of her lips, and said nothing more.
When Song Yuhang opened the door and went out, her attending doctor was also walking this way with the film.
She gave way to the side, slowed down her pace, and after the man entered, she stuck to the corner of the wall, and heard Lin Yan's suppressed coughing.
"It's not a big problem. I have some infection in the lungs. After the fever subsides, I will take some anti-inflammatory drugs, plus a slight concussion..."
Song Yuhang closed his eyes, remembering how many times she threw Lin Yan to the ground and hit the back of his head on the ground, God, what did she do.
Unable to listen to the rest, she left here as if fleeing in a hurry, her mind was in a mess as she walked faster and faster.
When the footsteps gradually faded away, Lin Yan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, then raised his eyes and asked the doctor, "What's the matter?"
The doctor looked outside the door, and when he saw that there was no one there, he changed his name, his face was a little ugly: "Boss Lin, the situation is not very good, I think it's better to let Director Lin know as soon as possible."
Lin Yan closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were as cold as a sword: "No one should know about this, including my father, otherwise..."
A thin layer of sweat oozes from the doctor's forehead: "Yes, yes, Mr. Lin, take a good rest, and call us if you need something."
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"Hey buns, freshly baked buns, five for one yuan, two for one yuan, four for three yuan..."
"Authentic Sichuan spicy noodles, a big bowl for five yuan."
"Qianjiang crayfish..."
As night fell, the entrance of the hospital was always a meeting point for various small vendors, and the air was filled with the smell of spicy hot pot and barbecue coal smoke. Song Yuhang walked not far along the path in front of the hospital, and found a porridge shop. stall.
She walked over to look at the signboard, and the stall owner greeted her warmly: "Miss, what would you like to drink?"
Song Yuhang looked down at the various porridge spots in the thermos buckets. The stall owner scooped them up with a spoon, and there were few grains of rice scattered about. Naturally, the situation cannot be considered.
She remembered Lin Yan's famous line: "Is this for people to eat? Is this for pigs?!"
Song Yuhang took a step back: "No, no, thank you."
After thinking about it, she drove a little further, until she saw a restaurant on the side of the road that specializes in Chaoshan casserole porridge, then turned off the engine and ran out of the car.
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When she returned to the ward with the porridge she bought, there was a familiar man standing at the door of the ward.
Song Yuhang walked over quickly: "You..."
Lin Ge turned around, put his index finger on his upper lip: "Shhh—"
Song Yuhang understood, and looked in through the glass above the door of the ward. Lin Yan sat beside Lin Yan's bed, a beautiful woman who was old enough to be her younger sister, and was posing as a stepmother.
"Hanyan." The woman's fingernails were longer than Lin Yan's. The manicure was done in a fancy way. It was almost dazzling under the light. She lifted the lid of the lunch box with one hand and called out very kindly.
Although Lin Yan's name wasn't very nice, it was quite unique. Her voice insisted on calling "Yanyan" "Yanyan", and she felt like a widowed, divorced and widowed heroine in an 18-line country novel. come.
Song Yuhang felt panicked when he listened outside.
Lin Yan's expression remained unchanged.
Seeing that she didn't respond, the woman got a little more courageous, and handed the lunch box to her, holding her voice and pretending to be coquettish. She was always young and confident, but she wanted to paint her face in a confusing way, following her mouth Opening and closing, Lin Yan watched helplessly as the foundation on her face fell onto her quilt.
"Your father heard that you were ill, so he specially asked me to come and see you. Look, Auntie even cooked seafood soup by herself. Try it quickly. It tastes better when it's hot."
As soon as the lunch box was opened, an earthy smell of seafood came to the face. Who would eat this when sick
And when she opened her mouth, she abruptly raised her seniority.
Lin Yanwei raised his eyebrows, unmoved: "Oh, Lin Youyuan asked you to come?"
The woman twisted her body, frowned slightly, and covered her heart, as if she was very sad, squeezed out two tears that did not exist, and pressed the corners of her eyes with the Hermès handkerchief.
"How can Yanyan call you dad like that? He still cares about you. Look, you didn't come when your dad and I got married. We didn't say anything. Your dad still sends you money every month on time. The company You also have a share of the stock, and even several branch companies have your name..." When she said this, the corners of her brows and eyes showed a little bit of injustice: "Because of emotion and reason, I am the eldest lady of the Lin family, and you should too. Just call me mom."
It was also a coincidence that she had just asked someone to call her mother at the gate of the Municipal Public Security Bureau in the morning, and in the evening, another woman rushed to ask her to call her mother.
Lin Yan looked at her quietly, she and Lin Youyuan were born alike, with beautiful eyes, long and narrow phoenix tail, black and bright pupils, and she seemed to be in love even when she was not talking or smiling.
There was a smile on the corner of her lips, and her voice was soft: "Oh? Where did you get your face done? It's pretty well maintained..."
She was halfway through, and the woman put her hand on her face, smiling: "Yes, I also think that the beauty salon in the east of the city does a good job of doing facials. I have a membership card, so we can go together some other day." Ah, according to me, you are older than me, in your thirties, you should take good care of it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Ge covered her face: "It's over."
Song Yuhang raised his eyebrows, only to see Lin Yan with a smile on his face: "Yes, I am quite envious. I am envious of how you can maintain it so thickly."
The woman "giggled" before she finished laughing, like a strangled cock stuck in her throat, her lips trembling, her false eyelashes fluttering up and down, ready to fall off at any time.
"Who the hell didn't open the crotch door, why did you leak out this thing like you?" Lin Yan said every word, and the trash talk that he had learned in the streets and alleys of the city since he was a child finally came in handy.
"Hurry up and go to the urology department to see if there is any problem. I have never urinated before and take a good look at how many catties I have."
"I thought wearing Chanel and wearing Hermes was a princess, but you didn't tell me which KTV you work in."
"Do you deserve to be my mother? Do you deserve the keys? How many do you deserve!"
"If you want to be someone else's mother so much, it's better to kill yourself and reincarnate early. You can still be with my mother on the road to Huangquan. Maybe you will have a chance in your next life."
When it comes to cursing, Song Yuhang has never seen anyone whose combat effectiveness is stronger than Lin Yan.
The two people outside the door looked at each other, and two words appeared in their eyes at the same time: terrible.
Although the woman is a bit of a philistine and a bit vicious, she is still an eighteenth-line actress from a famous family. She has never seen such a battle before, and her face immediately flushed. It was Lin Yan who picked up the lunch box and threw it on her head and face. She scolded and beat her even harder.
The woman was splashed by the hot soup and screamed earth-shatteringly. When Song Yuhang and Lin Ge rushed in, Lin Yan grabbed the iron lunch box with one hand and pulled the woman's hair with the other, and pressed her to death on the bed. hit.
"Fuck your mother! Fuck your mother! Mention my mother's name in front of me, and you deserve it too?! Pooh!"
The infusion stand was crumbling, Song Yuhang rushed over to stabilize it, held her down and shouted: "Lin Yan!"
The woman took the opportunity to escape, her hair was messed up like a chicken coop, her makeup was ruined, her brain was bruised from the iron box, and her false eyelashes fell out. It was a horrible sight.
She stomped her feet fiercely while crying: "Lin Yan, I will go back and tell Youyuan, you wait for me!"
"Am I afraid of that old thing? Let him come and see if he dares to mention my mother's name in front of me. Don't look at him now that he is limping, I can't kill him!"
Lin Yanfu became agitated again, because someone pinned her shoulders and couldn't break free, the iron box in his hand flew straight out and hit her head, causing her to cough and pant violently.
Because of the excessive range of motion, the rehydration needle was torn loose, and the bright red blood climbed up the hose, which was shocking.
The woman dodged the iron box, saw her coughing badly, and still screaming on the spot, Lin Ge was also very angry, and his fists were clenched, but she was the wife of Lin Youyuan Mingmei, and he still had no choice in terms of seniority. I had to call my aunt, so I kept holding back and didn't do anything.
There was another person who was one step faster than him. Song Yuhang had great strength. He rushed over and lifted her by the collar like a chicken, and pushed and dragged her back until she was thrown out the door.
"Get out! I want to beat you if you don't leave."
The woman was trembling with anger, she shook off her hand, looked at Lin Yan who was coughing repeatedly, and said in a strange tone: "Okay, okay, Lin Yan, you really have a good brother and good friend, I see how arrogant you can be Time, let's wait and see!"
Song Yuhang slammed the door shut with a bang, blocking the crowing of the rooster from the door.
The woman patted the soup residue on her body and left bitterly. When she turned around, an old woman happened to be coming in this direction.
The woman's silver hair was neatly coiled, and she was wearing a low-key Tang suit jacket that couldn't be seen. She was supported by the butler next to her, and she carried a soup Gu in her hand.
It looked like she was here to visit a patient. The woman straightened her clothes and greeted her with a poised face: "Hey, sister-in-law, what brought you here?"
The old woman glanced at her casually, as if she didn't recognize who she was at all, she turned to her servant and said, "Where's the pheasant?"
The woman's face turned green with anger.
The servant respectfully said: "I don't know, maybe he ran out of the nearby KTV private room, madam, it's important to visit Miss."
The woman nodded and walked into the ward with the help of the servant.
The woman stayed where she was, gnashing her teeth with hatred, and almost tore the handkerchief to pieces.