Mo Shao, please don't be sentimental

Ampere was also stunned. He thought it was Mo Yuhan's sudden nervousness, but he didn't expect to have a sense of seeing a mouthful of dog food suddenly.

To be honest, as a policeman, it is impossible for him not to think that a victim might be afraid.

But Lin Ranzhu felt too calm to him today, and he agreed very readily, so he didn't think much about it at all.

But this kid... tsk, who wouldn't want to call him a lover?
Lin Ranzhu didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

She was so angry just now, and even accused him, but in the end, the other party just wanted to protect her?

She was moved and guilty, and couldn't help but glared at Mo Yuhan and said, "Didn't I tell you, I want to express my concern to others directly!"

Mo Yuhan withdrew his hand, and said coldly: "Don't be sentimental, I just don't want you to ask me to comfort you in the end because you did something stupid."

Lin Ranzhu sighed in his heart.

This person is really a dead duck!

She probably did hold on to Mo Yuhan last night, because she remembered that when she woke up, her uninjured hand was holding onto his shirt.

However, with Mo Yuhan's strength, if he didn't want to, wouldn't he be able to push himself away?

Even if she is afraid again later, he has no obligation to comfort himself, after all, he is not his real husband.

This person is really... hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

Lin Ranzhu took a deep breath: "Young Master Mo, thank you for thinking about me, but I want to catch the murderer more than I am afraid, so I still want to go."

Mo Yuhan did not refute this time, but looked up at Ampere: "Where is the video?"

As Mo Yuhan's younger brother, Ampere knew better than anyone that this was his default attitude, so he immediately coughed lightly and said, "Come with me."

Then, he walked towards the reference room with his hands behind his back.

And Lin Ranzhu raised the corner of his mouth, and immediately pushed Mo Yuhan's wheelchair to follow.

However, it wasn't until she saw the images in the surveillance video that she realized that Mo Yuhan's worry was not wrong.

Especially the picture was very dark, only the faint light from the moonlight outside made her seem to have returned to that helpless moment all of a sudden, and her breathing became tight.

"Open the curtains." Suddenly, Mo Yuhan spoke.

Because the picture was relatively dark, when Ampere came in, he closed the curtains by the way to prevent reflections and make the picture clearer.

Ampere was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood Mo Yuhan's intentions, walked over and opened all the curtains.

The dazzling sunlight instantly filled the room, making Lin Ranzhu's sense of security quickly return.

Turning her head, she saw the golden light also surrounding Mo Yuhan's side, making her curl her lips involuntarily: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Mo Yuhan didn't speak, but continued to stare at the screen.

Lin Ranzhu also took a deep breath and looked again.

But this time, she wasn't afraid any more, instead she picked up a pen and paper, and sketched with her memory and the picture in front of her.

Even when the group of people jumped on her, she just paused and continued to aim at the faces of those people.

However, this scene didn't last long. Soon, Mo Yuhan rushed in with an electric baton and started fighting with the group of people.

Lin Ranzhu didn't have much consciousness left at that time, so he didn't remember the specific situation.

Now through the screen, she realized how dangerous the situation was.

One against five, still under the condition that the legs can't support for too long.

This Mo Yuhan is a fool!

Seeing him being kicked to the ground and kicked hard in the chest, her heart seemed to feel the pain, and she was grabbed violently, the pain made her breathe stagnantly, and she clenched her hands subconsciously. pen in hand.

"Oh my god, Dahan, I've been wondering how you can scare so many people away with an electric baton. It turns out that you are fighting for your life. It's crazy! Also, when did your leg heal? ? You still haven’t explained to me yet!” Ampere couldn’t help but shouted.

However, Mo Yuhan frowned and looked at Lin Ranzhu's hand: "Do you want the wound on your hand to heal?"

Lin Ranzhu was startled, and then realized that her hand was aching under her tight grip, and quickly let go of the pen.

Only then did Mo Yuhan turn around, reached out and took the initiative to turn off the video.

But when Lin Ranzhu followed him back with his eyes, he scanned the video, and while hugging himself to comfort him, he pulled her clothes back.

Ampere immediately moved his eyes away, sighed and said, "Lin Ranzhu, how is your painting going?"

Lin Ranzhu came back to his senses, said "wait a moment", then immediately lowered his head and repaired the painting just now, and handed it over.

"Probably that's it. There shouldn't be much difference."

Ampere took the painting and was pleasantly surprised: "Wow, it's a pity that you don't become a great painter, isn't it? Wait for me, I'll arrange someone to investigate first."

After speaking, he hurried out with the painting.

Lin Ranzhu immediately looked at Mo Yuhan: "Young Master Mo, how is your chest? Have you had an examination? You still have your legs. That blow was not serious."

Mo Yuhan was slightly taken aback, and then said lightly: "It's not necessary, I can still bear this little injury."

Lin Ranzhu frowned: "So I didn't check it? Do you know that it's the chest? If you kick it hard, your ribs will be broken and it will penetrate into your internal organs! Even if you don't stop, there may be blood congestion inside! And your legs I'm still recovering, what if I hurt my nerve again?"

Mo Yuhan's eyes darkened: "I have a feeling of how my own body is. I'm fine now, so don't make a fuss."

However, Lin Ranzhu's face sank: "Why is this such a big fuss? I'm a doctor, and I've seen cases with my own eyes where patients felt everything was fine, but their internal organs were bleeding! No, I'll check it out for you right away and take off the shirt. open!"

Mo Yuhan was taken aback: "Here?"

"What time does it matter?" Lin Ranzhu's face tensed, "Hurry up, or I will do it myself."

Mo Yuhan looked around helplessly, and finally unbuttoned the buttons one by one slowly.

For some reason, Lin Ranzhu's heart was also pounding.

It's obviously just to check the injury, she, a doctor, especially a doctor who gives acupuncture to others, has experienced it countless times, so she shouldn't be so calm at all.

The atmosphere at the police station must have made her too nervous.

That's right!

Lin Ranzhu secretly took a deep breath, and after unbuttoning all of Mo Yuhan's buttons, he cast his gaze straightly over.

But this time, all her cranky thoughts were gone.

Because Mo Yuhan had a huge bruise on his left chest, no need to think about it, he knew how painful it was.

With a tug in her heart, she quickly stretched out her hand, but instead of touching his wound, she touched his waist!

Mo Yuhan's body froze suddenly, and he grabbed her hand: "What are you doing?"