When Song Yuhang came in through the window, she was about to fall asleep. The moment she heard the noise, Lin Yan was on guard and touched the fruit knife on the bedside.
Until a familiar voice came, Song Yuhang took the fruit knife from her hand and stuffed her wrist back under the bed: "It's me."
Only then did Lin Yan relax again, turned to look at her, slightly closed his eyes, and yawned a little.
"Why so late?"
"I'm delayed by something." Song Yuhang smiled and leaned over to hug her.
Lin Yan frowned, lying in her arms and sniffing.
Seeing her expression, Song Yuhang backed away slightly: "What's wrong?"
As soon as she finished speaking, someone grabbed her collar and pulled her over. Lin Yan picked up her clothes and sniffed her again.
Song Yuhang: "No, I took a shower before I came here."
Lin Yan let go of her, and pushed her away: "It's not my perfume smell, where did you go fooling around, it's the truth, I'll spare you."
The smile on Song Yuhang's face faded, and he scratched his head a little helplessly: "This can make you discover..."
Lin Yan snorted coldly: "I can almost smell the smell of a dead body, let alone you."
Seeing her face becoming more and more ugly, hovering on the verge of going crazy, Song Yuhang took the initiative to raise his hands in surrender.
"It's not that I didn't go fooling around. Today my sister-in-law came to eat at home, and my niece was also here. I played with them for a while, but my sister-in-law drank a little too much and couldn't drive, so I sent them back and came here as soon as I finished. "Song Yuhang pulled up his clothes and smelled it, why couldn't she smell anything.
"Perfume... Maybe it was on at that time."
Lin Yan stared at her face, not letting go of the slightest change in expression.
Although she is not as experienced as Song Yuhang in investigation and is an expert in micro-expressions, she can still tell whether a person is lying or not.
Song Yuhang sighed quietly in his heart, having a girlfriend who is a talented forensic scientist is simply too difficult, nothing can escape her eyes.
Song Yuhang walked over, half-kneeling beside the bed, leaned over to hug her, and held her face against the tip of her nose.
"Don't believe me?"
Lin Yan looked away and lowered his eyes, obviously still angry.
Song Yuhang laughed, raised her chin slightly, and asked her to look at him: "Are you not confident in yourself or in me?"
"I..." Lin Yan gritted his teeth: "Anyway, I just don't allow you to get too close to other women, no, men, too."
Song Yuhang smiled, brushed the strands of hair hanging from her cheeks behind her ears, and rubbed her face.
"What are you thinking, I'm only getting close to you, or..." Her eyes flickered slightly, and her eyes fell on her lips.
"You think I'm not close enough."
Lin Yan subconsciously covered her lips, here she is again, wanting to bully her now that she has no power to restrain her
Song Yuhang laughed "puchi", pinched her nose, and became serious: "It's you, I don't care what happened before, in the future, it can only be mine."
Miss Lin could lift her tail up to the sky, and said with a "hum", "It's a good idea, my mother didn't hang herself on a tree."
Song Yuhang gritted his teeth and went to tickle her: "Try it, try it, it won't kill you."
Lin Yan was so teased that he couldn't help laughing, panting, a layer of sweat broke out on his body, and his face was bright red.
Song Yuhang covered her mouth: "Hush, keep your voice down."
Lin Yan nodded, with a smile in his eyes, Song Yuhang was still half lying on her body, his gaze was heavy.
In order to facilitate dressing changes, she only wore a vest these days, and the shoulder strap on the injured side slipped down, and the whole body was a little loose.
Song Yuhang swallowed without a trace, she thought she didn't know why, just now when Ji Jingxing hugged her, she subconsciously resented and dodged, but she didn't when she was around Lin Yan, even if she didn't take the initiative, she was very Want to get close to her.
Lin Yan watched her slowly leaning over, and touched her wound through the gauze, her eyes widened in surprise.
"Song—"
Song Yuhang held her lips tightly, and the hot air invaded, Lin Yan was forced to look up, and clutched the bed sheet tightly.
She seems to have liked to stare at the back of her neck a long time ago, and at the end she likes to pinch her cervical vertebrae, so until now...
"Lin Yan, do you know how wolves express their love for their own kind?"
Lin Yanwei turned her head slightly, intending to catch her breath, but let her take the lead: "Give me the fuck..."
The second half of her words were all lost in her actions.
"Wolf hunters like to bite off each other's necks, and expressing love is no exception, but it will be much softer, just like this."
Lin Yan closed her eyes and swallowed her saliva. The resisting hand on her shoulder gradually lost strength and was grabbed by someone.
Lin Yan was completely surrounded by the smell of sunshine on her body.
Song Yuhang was a little impatient: "Lin Yan, I think..."
She also knew that now was not the time, and she shouldn't be tormenting her like this, but it was the first time that her young body was dominated by such a strong impulse, and the only remaining reason told her that she should seek her opinion.
Lin Yan blushed to the base of her ears, and gritted her teeth: "What do you think?"
"I think you should let me taste some sweetness."
There was a sound of cloth rubbing against each other, and the quilt was thrown back.
Lin Yan's small voice of resistance can be ignored.
Song Yuhang pressed her hand on the pillow, and when he was about to make a move, a voice came from outside the door.
"Miss, are you asleep?"
The housekeeper who was watching the night replied respectfully: "I just slept not long ago."
Lin Ge walked in: "It's okay, I'll go see her."
Song Yuhang stood up, picked up his clothes and looked around for places where people could hide, but the huge ward didn't even have a wardrobe.
Lin Yan also sat up quickly, arranged her clothes, stroked her hair, and pointed out the window to signal her to get out of here.
This scene is so weird no matter how you look at it.
Song Yuhang wanted to laugh in his heart, but he still obeyed her arrangement, turned over with his clothes in his arms, hung them on the outside unit of the air conditioner, and closed the window lightly.
Lin Ge pushed the door open and entered.
Lin Yan was holding a fashion magazine in his hand and stared at it intently, turning the book in his hand leisurely without looking up.
"Hey, why are you so busy that you have time to come and see me today?"
Lin Ge put down the things he was carrying, and dragged a chair over to sit by the bed: "Isn't it just when I'm done with work?"
He was still wearing a suit and a white coat, and he looked like he had just rushed straight from the hospital after get off work.
A slight smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yan's lips: "What did you bring?"
Lin Ge went to look through the paper bags he brought over, and laid them out one by one: "My mother insisted on bringing you the little cakes baked by my mother, but I said you couldn't eat them, really."
He shook his head, a little helpless: "There is also a device for massaging shoulders and necks. I am afraid that your neck will feel uncomfortable after lying down for a long time. This is a cream developed by our hospital. The skin is dry in autumn and winter. It is quite moisturizing after applying it. There are many in our hospital. Patients are using it."
Lin Yan put down the magazine and picked up the cream: "Oh, it feels good, try it another day."
As soon as she put down the magazine, Lin Ge stared at her neck. Lin Yan noticed it and touched it.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Ge looked left and right, and stretched out his hand to push back the quilt for a closer look: "What's wrong with your neck?"
Lin Yan suddenly realized, his face was reddish, and he pulled the quilt up, gnashing his teeth in his heart: Damn Song Yuhang, if you gnaw, you will still leave a fucking impression on my old lady.
"No... nothing... I scratched myself... hehe..."
Even Lin Yan himself felt that this smile was very, very, very embarrassing.
Song Yuhang, who was eavesdropping outside the window, couldn't help but also bent his lips, thinking in his heart: Why hasn't he left yet
Scratch the wall.
Seeing that her face was extremely red, Lin Ge thought she was uncomfortable, so he put his hand on her forehead again.
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
Lin Yan flinched back a bit: "No...it's hot."
"It's a bit hot." The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, and Lin Ge felt a little stuffy when he came in. He looked around, but couldn't find the remote control, so he got up and planned to open the window for ventilation.
Lin Yan immediately sat up straight from the bed and exclaimed, "Don't—"
Lin Ge had already put his hand on the window lattice, but he was startled by her voice: "What's wrong?"
Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat back: "Don't, don't open it, it's a little cold again, right now."
"..."
Is it really okay for you to be cold and hot for a while
Lin Ge walked back, picked up the stethoscope on the bedside when the doctor came for consultation in the morning, put it on her neck, and pressed her down: "Don't move, let me listen."
"Eh—no need." Lin Yan only wore a vest, and wanted to hide, but saw that he looked serious, with a candid expression, and his eyes were full of concern for her.
Lin Yan's heart warmed, forget it.
"Are you a dentist who also sees internal medicine?"
"What's wrong with the dentist? Don't you have to study basic medicine for forensic medicine? Besides, your brother and I have a double degree—"
Lin Yan snorted: "Here it is again, you are said to be fat and you are still panting."
Lin Ge smiled and put away the stethoscope: "Come on, it's not a big problem, go to bed early, and I'll bring some medicine for scar removal in a few days."
Lin Yan nodded, wishing that he would leave quickly: "Please go, I'm really fine, don't keep running to me, your bunch of suitors should hate me to death."
Lin Ge rolled down the bed for her, removed a pillow, and tucked the corner of the quilt for her, his expression was always gentle under the dim light.
From childhood to adulthood, Lin Ge's kindness to her really hasn't changed much.
"What suitors, younger sister's, are not as important as you."
Lin Yan got goosebumps: "Go away, go away."
Lin Ge laughed, dimmed the bedside lamp for her, closed the door gently and walked out.
Footsteps sounded in the corridor.
The housekeeper bowed: "Master, I will take you out."
Song Yuhang then pushed open the window again and turned in. Looking at the table full of things brought by Lin Ge and the interaction between the two just now, he pursed his lips, feeling a little apprehensive.
"If he wasn't your brother, I'd really be jealous."
Lin Yan lay down on the bed, let her sit on the edge of the bed, and rolled her eyes: "I also said that I am very jealous. You have been soaked in vinegar and have never come out, right? What are you thinking about?"
Song Yuhang shrugged his shoulders, but didn't think deeply about it. The way she and her brother get along is not like this. She and Song Yichen have been fighting since they were young. With some resources, he is the first to have any delicious and fun things.
As a result, there was a big fight, and the family often jumped up and down.
But fortunately, because of this, childhood was not boring and boring, unlike Lin Yan who was fostered in other people's homes since he was a child, it is understandable to want to have a deeper relationship with Lin Ge.
Thinking of this, Song Yuhang felt more pity for her, and leaned down slightly.
Lin Yan covered her lips: "I'm still a sick patient."
Song Yuhang pulled her hands away: "I know—"
Lin Yan covered it up again: "You know what a fart."
Song Yuhang laughed and moved her hand away: "Am I that kind of person?"
Lin Yan nodded: "You are."
"Okay, so here you are, right? I don't mind, really."
She said, held her hand, and leaned down again.
Lin Yan turned his face away, tightly closed his eyes, but unexpectedly kissed his forehead.
Song Yuhang reluctantly got up: "Okay, it's time for you to sleep."
Lin Yanmo dawdled, watching her put on her coat, and hooked the corner of her coat when she was about to leave.
"That... stay here."
Song Yuhang was startled for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he looked at her thoughtfully.
Lin Yan turned his face away, and muttered: "Forget it, you'd better go, lest..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the quilt was thrown back by someone, and Song Yuhang arched in.
"Sleep and sleep, by the way, no one will come over at night, right?"
Lin Yan lay down on the side to make room for her, but still didn't look at her, her ears were a little red: "No, the butler is watching from outside the door."
"That's good." A slightly smiling voice rang in his ear.
Before Lin Yan came back to his senses, someone covered his head with a quilt, and the world was plunged into darkness.
"What, why?"
"Tiantou, you invited me to stay here on your own initiative."
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In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Song Yuhang got up contentedly. It was a little late last night, although it was nothing, but it took advantage of it.
Song Yuhang rubbed his nose, carefully slid off the bed, lay on the edge of the bed and looked at her face in sleep, there were many marks on her neck, still a little embarrassed, her face was slightly hot, and she tucked the quilt tightly for her.
How could it... be insatiable like a kid, obviously he is middle-aged.
Song Yuhang smiled helplessly, placed a kiss on her forehead, picked up his clothes, got up and left.
Probably because this person is her, and it can only be her.
As the days passed by, Song Yuhang still came every day, staying overnight occasionally, and fell asleep with her in his arms.
Every time at this time, Lin Yan always feels that sleeping is not a particularly difficult thing for her.
With her by my side, I always feel more at ease.
Lin Youyuan never came to harass her again, everything was calm, but there seemed to be an invisible storm gathering in the dark.
When she gets better, Steward Lin will push her out for a walk if the weather is fine. This is one of the few times when she can get in touch with the outside world.
There were a few new faces in the bodyguards in the hospital, Lin Yan wrote them down one by one, and counted the closed-circuit televisions in the corridor with her photographic memory, and how many corners she had to turn to reach the hospital gate. .
From the beginning, she could only eat some liquid food, and then gradually she could eat some soft and rotten food, and the wound on her shoulder gradually healed.
Winter in the south comes late, and when the last yellow leaves outside the window fall to the ground, the frost finally comes.
Lin Yan removed the gauze, and looked at the black mechanical stick with a cold metallic luster in his palm.
She shook it hard, feeling the long-lost strength, and slightly closed her eyes.
The housekeeper looked at her, hesitated to speak: "Miss, do you have to tear yourself apart with the master?"
Lin Yan smiled, and took a satin cloth from the brocade box to wipe the mechanical stick until it was as clean as new.
"Instead of breaking the bones and tendons, it's better to fight to the death."
Compromise has never been in her character.
Butler Lin had never seen her pay so much attention to anything. After wiping off the mechanical stick, she carefully put it away and put it beside her pillow.
"But… "
Lin Yan looked up at him: "Which side are you on?"
She spoke bluntly, but the butler was frightened half to death, and hurriedly nodded: "Of course it's Miss."
"Then it's over. I told you, is everything done?"
The housekeeper repeatedly said: "Don't worry, Miss."
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yan's lips, and he leaned back on the bed: "Don't worry, the money I will give you will not be less than that old man Lin Youyuan gave you."
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The storm came faster than expected.
Lin Youyuan was busy with the group's year-end affairs.
The secretary hurried in and whispered in his ear: "Boss Lin, it's bad, the shipment we exported was stopped by the customs."
Lin Youyuan's pupils shrank. That batch of goods was exactly the one that was negotiated with the delegation of foreign companies last time. Whether they can survive the economic winter depends on the benefits brought by this batch of goods.
"Didn't you say hello earlier?"
"The customs inspection insisted that a batch of products failed the quality inspection, and they would not be stamped to leave the customs."
Lin Youyuan's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Damn it, who knows what their inspection standards are, they change every day, let's talk about it later."
"Yes, let's go." The secretary rushed out to arrange the dinner.
He thought about it, lifted the lid of the teacup and took a sip. He always felt that there was an indescribable subtlety and weirdness in this matter, and called him back again.
"Forget it, let's go ahead with the arrangement, and I will invite all old friends to dinner in person in the evening."
There was a lot of chatting and laughing during the meeting.
Sitting in a wheelchair, Lin Youyuan stretched out his arms to clink glasses with everyone, and they all blushed from drinking.
After drinking for three rounds, we finally got to the point.
"Bureau Liu, the shipment from the customs..."
The other party gave up: "Oh, don't mention it, don't mention it, I want to let you go too, but the police insisted on it, and changed the second in command, very stubborn, some consumers eat that health care product and eat bad stomachs , is investigating, this matter is no longer under the control of the customs... "
Lin Youyuan was talking and laughing happily, secretly squeezed the wine glass into his palm and squeezed it hard, leaving red marks.
What a Song Yuhang.
Powerful, tough, courageous!
He let go of the wine glass and put it on the table: "Everyone eats and drinks with open bellies today, all of which will be charged to my old Lin's account. If there is something wrong with the company, I will excuse you first."
"Hey—Old Lin, you are being unkind."
Someone protested, Lin Youyuan turned his head and said to the secretary: "You stay and accompany the bosses, and you must let them enjoy themselves."
"Okay, Mr. Lin, don't worry."
The secretary ordered a few more expensive bottles of wine and filled them up one by one.
Only then did Lin Youyuan get away accompanied by bodyguards.
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Several police cars stopped at the gate of the hospital with flashing lights.
The car door was opened, and several criminal policemen jumped down. The leading criminal policeman took off his sunglasses, walked straight to the door, and showed his ID to the security guard.
"Police, get out of the way, and have been ordered to investigate a medical malpractice case."
A few bodyguards came forward and touched the back with their hands. The criminal police immediately became alert, and several young and strong criminal police stepped forward and pushed people away.
"What are you doing? Do you still want to attack the police? This is our vice-captain!"
Those bodyguards looked at each other, stepped back, walked aside, let the police in, and picked up the communicator on their chests at the same time.
"Go to Miss's ward to see, is anyone still there?"
Covering his face, Song Yuhang held the communicator to the bodyguard's mouth. Lin Yan sat aside, pointing the mechanical stick at his throat, and the bodyguard was tightly bound.
He stumbled: "Still... still."
After hanging up over there, Song Yuhang threw the communicator on the ground and pulled her up.
"Walk."
Lin Yan followed her around: "Do you know the way?"
Song Yuhang poked his head out and took a look in the corridor: "I know it, I stepped on it a little bit."
After that, he half hugged her and walked forward.
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yan's lips: "How long have you been planning?"
"Soon, maybe a month. I have to thank your dad for giving me the opportunity."
Just as she finished speaking, when she was about to pull her around the corner, she bumped into two bodyguards in black.
Song Yuhang pushed the man back, and when he was about to make a move, the man in black suddenly tilted his neck and fell limply.
Duan Cheng poked his head out from behind the man in black, smiled at them, and showed the electric baton in his hand.
"Don't say it, this thing is quite easy to use."
Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Yuhang took her hand, put his arm around her shoulders and continued to walk forward, giving her a reassuring look.
Duan Cheng led the way: "Old Zheng and Fang Xin are outside..."
Before he finished speaking, the rest of the words were completely stuck in his throat, and he swallowed, as if he was facing an enemy.
Lin Youyuan appeared in the corridor surrounded by three or five bodyguards. Song Yuhang looked back, and the way he came from was also blocked.
A group of people fell into an isolated encirclement.
Lin Yan clenched the mechanical stick tightly, and snapped it out of its sheath. Just as he was about to take a step forward, Song Yuhang pulled him behind him.
"I come."
Lin Yan got excited and lowered his voice: "You alone and Duan Cheng-"
Song Yuhang looked back at her, held her hand tightly, and even patted her lightly to express comfort: "Sooner or later, you will have to pass this test, won't you?"