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After Huang Yong's injury was treated, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, Yao Yuan was staggering and seemed about to faint. Fortunately, Chen Mo was quick to help him up.

Zhang Yiyan immediately went over to check on him. His face was pale, and his eyes were dark blue. He hadn't slept for several days. After taking his pulse, his face darkened.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yao Yuan saw his expression and his heart was pounding with nervousness. "No, Comrade Yiyan, your face is so gloomy, I'm scared! Tell me, what's wrong with me? Just tell me, I can handle it!"

The others were also anxious, watching eagerly. Zhang Yiyan chuckled, "I was injured last time and lost a lot of energy. Although I was treated in time, the injury was still serious. I haven't recovered yet, and I've been working hard for days, so my body is a little weak."

"Well, go get some good sleep and eat something warm and nourishing!"

Hearing this, everyone felt relieved. Yan Junge came over to help him and couldn't help but tease, "Is it your body or your kidneys that are deficient? Don't make up for the wrong place!"

"Your uncle's!"

"Hahaha!"

Arriving at the lounge, Yao Yuan leaned against the headboard of the single bed. With a height of 186cm, the bed seemed a little small. Zhang Yiyan stood beside the bed, put his hand on Yao Yuan's chest, raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes flashing, "Don't move!"

"Gudong~" Yao Yuan's Adam's apple rolled, he nodded and shifted his gaze elsewhere.

Shit! His heartbeat is accelerating!

He slowly closed his eyes, and the golden light from the palm of his hand slowly seeped into his body. After a few breaths, Yao Yuan felt much more comfortable, and the tiredness and breathlessness gradually disappeared.

The treatment was quick this time. In less than a minute, Zhang Yiyan stepped back two steps and took out a palm-sized copper bowl from his sleeve. "Yan Junge, pour a glass of water!"

"Here it is!" Yan Junge took it and looked at it, "Yanyan, is this made of copper?"

"Ok!"

After taking the water and putting it on the table, Zhang Yiyan grabbed Yan Junge's hand. A silver needle appeared there, which he pierced his finger directly and dripped two drops of blood into the copper bowl.

Yao Yuan: "...I drink?"

Zhang Yiyan had a look of astonishment, looking like a fool.

",,, Lao Yan, you don't have any infectious diseases, such as brain damage, bad temper or something like that!"

Yan Junge brought the bowl over and said angrily, "Yanyan, let's go and let him fend for himself here!"

"Hey, hey, hey, just kidding! I can drink it!" The copper bowl was very small, and Yao Yuan finished it in two gulps. He smacked his lips, but couldn't taste anything different. "It's okay, just a little less!"

Yan Junge rolled his eyes and took the bowl back. He suddenly laughed when he thought of something, "Old Yao, you have my blood in your body now! Change your words quickly!"

Damn, I knew this kid couldn’t hold his fart well!

Sure enough, the next second, Yan Junge said again, "Be good! Call me daddy!"

"Your uncle!"

"Hahaha!"

As they were making noises, there was a knock on the door, and Chen Mo walked in, smiling as he placed a thermos bucket on the bedside, "It's a bit cold and there's nothing to eat at this hour, so just drink some brown sugar water."

Yao Yuan rolled his eyes, "You think I'm in confinement and I'm still drinking brown sugar water! How about some pig's trotter soup to help me produce milk?"

"Hahaha! If you want to drink, it's not impossible."

"Hahaha!!!"

Zhang Yiyan smelled the brown sugar water and said with a smile, "Drink it, it will nourish your qi and blood!"

"...Okay!" Yao Yuan stopped making a fuss, took it, blew on the hot air, and took a big sip.

"Hey! Comrade Lao Yao, I've been urging you to drink for a long time but you didn't drink. But you drank just because Yi Yan said so! He really doesn't give me face!"

"How much is your face worth? People never joke about serious matters. Go and have fun!"

Chen Mo rolled his eyes and stood to the other side with his arms folded.

At this moment, Yan Junge's cell phone rang. When he picked it up, a flash of anger flashed across his eyes, "Old Yao, lie down first. We'll leave first!"

"what happened?"

"The male and female evil spirits escaped from the hospital!"

"Grass!"

Huang Yong hurried back to the big office, just as he hung up the phone, his face was not good, "Brother Yan, Lu Zhong's lover is missing!"

We clearly sent someone to guard downstairs, but the person got lost right under our noses. This person must know something!

"You stay here, everyone else, go get guns, they are too dangerous!" There was another commotion, and Yan Junge rubbed his hair in annoyance.

Huang Yong said again, "Brother Yan, I'm afraid of being killed to silence the witnesses!"

Before he could finish his words, his phone rang again, and his face became even gloomier, "Brother Yan, Ji Qiu and Li Yue committed suicide in the detention center!"

These two people were in charge of the evidence room. After taking their saliva and hair for DNA testing, they found that they were indeed related to Ye Beibei and Tao Jun from the Seven King Kongs. Later, when Lu Wei was arrested, the gun that disappeared from the evidence room was found in his home, and the two were sent in.

Yan Junge glanced at Chen Mo and said, "Big Head, let's go!"

She turned to look at Zhang Yiyan and rubbed his cheek, "Yanyan, stay and wait for me to come back!"

"Yeah!" Without refusing, Zhang Yiyan nodded and sat aside.

It only took a few minutes for most of the people in the office to leave. Zhang Yiyan put his fingers on the armrests of the chair and tapped them one by one.

I always feel that it’s such a coincidence that all these things happened at the same time!

Just as he was thinking, Huang Yong's phone rang again, and his face darkened a few shades, "Brother Zhang, Qian Jia's wife Liu Xiaofeng is dead, and Qian's mother turned herself in!"

He sighed and called Le Sheng, "Yes, you guys go over now, we're too busy, stop bargaining, go!"

After hanging up the phone, Huang Yong was also puzzled, "How come all these things happened at the same time! Tsk!"

. . . .

As night fell and the sky gradually darkened, those who had been out on field work returned one after another, and most of them had found nothing.

No, Le Sheng had a gain, bringing back a boy of seven or eight years old.

"Hey! Why did you bring him here?" Huang Yong went to look through Li Qian's cupboard, where there were snacks. He took out a bag of potato chips and a box of biscuits. "Xiao Chao, come here, uncle, uncle will give you snacks!"

Le Sheng took two sips of water and sighed, "Don't mention it, I'm going to pick up the kid from school."

While Qian Chao was distracted by the snacks, Le Sheng approached Huang Yong and said in a low voice, "The child doesn't know anything. He just asked my mother! I don't know what to say!"

"Don't tell me yet, keep it a secret!"

"This is the only way!" Le Sheng put down the cup, went over and rubbed Qian Chao's head, "Xiao Chao, whatever you want to eat, Brother Le will buy it for you!"

At this time, Chen Hao came in, holding Qian Chao's schoolbag in his hand, "How shameless you are! Brother!"

Qian Chao knew that these people were his father's colleagues, so he was not afraid. He ran to Chen Hao and said, "Uncle Haozi, here are some cookies!"

"This little thing, I gave you snacks, but you didn't give them to me, so I gave them to him!" Huang Yong smiled and found a disposable cup to pour water for him.

Qian Chao raised his little face and answered proudly, "Uncle Haozi is handsome!"

"Hahaha! It's still the appearance association!"