The forensic wife is very nice to me

"Li Feifan, does this matter have anything to do with you?" Li Shanghan's eyes darkened, and he coldly gouged out Li Feifan's eyes, his eyes were sharp.

"Yeah, Li Feifan, this matter has nothing to do with you, why are you here?" Fu Xiaoqing gave him a hard look, with a hint of impatience in her cold voice, "Go, hurry up, My business has nothing to do with you."

She frowned, gave him a wink, and said in a low voice, "Go, let's go."

"Xiaoqing, it's really not worth it for you to be sad for this kind of person." Li Feifei pursed his thin lips indignantly, and stared worriedly at the person in front of him.

This evening, after Li Feifan left the Li Group, he rushed to the hospital again. He wanted to see Fu Xiaoqing's situation again, but he didn't expect to see her leave just in time.

Because she walked out of the hospital alone, he was very worried about her, and he was afraid that showing up would make her unhappy, so he followed her silently.

He didn't expect that Fu Xiaoqing came all the way to the downstairs of this building, and sat in the nearby coffee shop for several hours, staring at this floor, and finally came up to find Li Shanghan.

Li Feifan, who was full of unwillingness, originally wanted to take Fu Xiaoqing away, but he hesitated when he thought of her attitude.

And at this moment, Fu Xiaoqing had already entered Li Shanghan's office.

Next, the following scene happened.

Li Feifei gave Li Shanghan a cold look, his eyes were full of anger, he glanced sideways at the tears on Fu Xiaoqing's cheeks, and thought of her pale and lifeless appearance in the ward, a burst of heartache welled up in his heart heart.

He clenched his fists and said nothing more, but threw his fist straight up.

But this time, Li Shanghan didn't give him another chance to do it.

Facing the direct punch, Li Shanghan frowned with a dark complexion, made a beautiful turn around and dodged it perfectly, and then pulled back, he directly hooked Li Feifan's shoulder and swung it vigorously, followed by a fist. Li Feifan's face.

The two men wrestled together in an instant, and Fu Xiaoqing, who was standing aside, stared worriedly at the two in front of her, at a loss for what to do.

"Stop hitting! What are you doing!"

"Li Feifan, stop, don't hit! If you hurt Shang Han, I'll never end with you!"

After the words finished, the two people in the office still didn't intend to stop. In desperation, Qiu Lan could only walk to a corner next to her, and dropped the vase on the cabinet heavily.

A sharp cracking sound sounded indifferently, Li Feifei thought that something had happened to Fu Xiaoqing, he stopped his hands for an instant, and turned his head to look at the person behind him.

The dignified Fu Xiaoqing walked quickly to the two of them, pulled Li Feifan away, and slapped him heavily on the face.

"Li Feifan, who do you think you are? Why should you take care of my business? Who told you to beat Shang Han!"

"Xiaoqing, me." Li Feifan frowned tightly, staring at the person in front of him for no reason, with some helplessness in his eyes.

He was obviously seeking justice for her, but in the end he got a resounding slap in the face.

Fu Xiaoqing, who was full of anger, pursed her lips, gave him a sharp look, and then walked to Li Shanghan's side, "Shanghan, are you okay? Is there any injury? How about I accompany you to see?"

"No need." Li Shanghan patted the dust off his hands and said indifferently.

Seeing his attitude, Fu Xiaoqing lowered her eyes as if wronged, and bit her lips tightly.

After a moment of indifference, she glanced up at Li Shanghan, then at Li Feifan next to her, and finally rushed out of the office angrily.

"Xiaoqing." Li Feifei looked at her leaving figure worriedly, frowned, and followed her with strides, "Wait for me."

The farce was finally over, and the huge office was quiet. Li Shanghan pursed his thin lips, turned off the headlights on the ceiling, and left here.

It was already eleven o'clock in the night when he returned to the Qingshuiwan apartment. At this time, Qiu Lan had basically fallen asleep, so he didn't turn on the light, and walked to the room on tiptoe, for fear of disturbing her.

But at this moment, the dim corridor lights suddenly turned on, and the sleepy Qiu Lan stood by the doorframe in her pajamas, rubbed her eyes lightly, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Li, are you back? It seems a little late today." .”

"Well, there is something, I just finished it." Li Shanghan nodded, his thin lips moved lightly, "Why did you wake up? Did I wake you up?"

"No." Qiu Lan pursed her red lips, her eyebrows moved slightly, "I'm just a little thirsty, so I came out to get some water."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly saw a red mark on Li Shanghan's cuff out of the corner of her eye.

With years of experience in forensic medicine and keen observation skills, she could tell at a glance that it was human blood.

"Mr. Li, are you injured?" Qiu Lan raised her eyebrows and looked at his sleeve suspiciously.

Listening to her words, Li Shanghan glanced back at the person behind him, followed her gaze, and saw the little blood, "This, this is not mine, it should be someone else's, it's okay."

"You work in a law firm, how could you be stained with other people's blood?" Qiu Lan frowned, walked to his side, held his hand, and gently unbuttoned her cuff.

Under the dim light, a red scratch came into her eyes.

"You still said it belonged to someone else, isn't this the wound on your hand?" She pursed her red lips, raised her eyes and glared at him, but there was inevitably a hint of worry in her eyes.

Seeing her playful appearance, the previous bad mood completely disappeared, he quietly curled the corners of his lips, and his low voice was extremely provocative, "Mrs. Li, are you caring about me?"

"You can talk badly even if you're injured. It seems that the injury shouldn't be serious." Qiu Lan snorted softly and patted his arm.

Unexpectedly, the place just hit by Li Feifan was photographed, Li Shanghan frowned in pain and let out a muffled snort.

"What's wrong? Are you still hurt?"

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Lan stretched out her hand, ready to lift his sleeve to check the injury, but Li Shanghan grabbed it.

He shook his head and said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's getting late, you go to bed first, this little injury will heal in a few days."

"The injury that makes you frown is not a minor injury, you should let me take a look. Anyway, there is medicine at home, so I can help you take care of it to avoid infection." Qiu Lan twisted a black eyebrow on her brow, with a serious face serious.

There was no way, Li Shanghan was completely powerless to break free from Qiu Lan's hands, so he could only follow her to the living room, and sat obediently on the sofa, waiting to be checked by her.

Suddenly, he felt something strange in his heart. After all, it seemed that the corpses lying on the dissecting table were usually examined by her in this way.

Thinking of this, Li Shanghan involuntarily moved his brows and pursed his lips.

　This is the first time forensic examination.

At this moment, Qiu Lan had already taken down the medicine box from the shelf and walked up to him, "Mr. Li, take off your clothes and let me look at the injury for you."

"Undress?" Li Shanghan raised the corners of his lips charmingly, and looked at the person in front of him with blurred eyes, "Madam Li, you?"

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Lan gave him a hard look, and silently took out the scissors, "Or, you don't have to take it off, I'll just cut it open for you."