But for the Qing, never lovesick + extra

Zheng Fan was in a hurry and wanted to go forward, but Yun Yi stopped him and told her, "Then before that, I still have the right to investigate and collect evidence!"

Zhong Xin stepped forward to help stop him.

Cheng Xin took a step forward.

Du Qinghu was on the other side of the bed.

The people on the bed seemed to have never heard of it, and continued: "You can investigate, and if you have enough evidence, you can apply to file a case. When it's time to speak, I will speak."

Zheng Fan was furious immediately, "What's the time to say it? Do you still have something to hide from me?!"

Zheng Yang paused, "All of you, except Zhong Xin, no one has the right to interrogate."

"I'm your younger brother!" Zheng Fan shouted impatiently, "Zheng Yang, let me ask you on behalf of my mother, are you still in charge of your family? Have you forgotten your last name? The Jin family gave you a few days Eat and drink, I gave you the skin of a dog, and you forgot your father's hatred?! I really do it for you!"

"Enough!" Yun Yi stopped him, with anger in his eyes, "Do you know how much she sacrificed for your so-called hatred! As a brother, you can only blame behind the scenes! You were here when she was suffering, or Were you here when she was covered in injuries?!" Yun Yi pointed back at Zheng Yang, "She is still injured, do you want me to count it for you!"

"Third Sister! Third Sister, calm down!" Zhong Xin stepped forward to stop Yun Yi, leaving aside Zheng Fan.

Cheng Xin's face was pale, and on the other side, Du Qing's eyes were shining brightly.

Only then did they dare to confirm from their reactions that Zheng Yang was seriously injured.

At this time, Zheng Fan gradually withdrew his reason, took a step back, took back all the reports, and stared at the scarred person on the bed with piercing eyes, "It's still the mother's question, sister, who do you choose this time, think clearly. I'll come tomorrow morning ,Waiting for you to reply."

Outside the door, Ah San had already arrived, listening, confused, and shocked... But the excitement in her heart was not a ten-thousandth of the heart of the girl next to her.

Jin Yan stood by the door blankly, experiencing ups and downs in his consciousness, even if the conflict was interrupted and Zheng Fan left, he didn't even notice it...

Zheng Fan passed in front of them, glanced at them, and snorted twice.

·

Unconsciously, Jin Yan half-pushed and was led back to Lin Bo's office.

When Ah San pushed someone into the door, just in time for Lin Bo to get up and go out, he asked casually, "Is Dr. Lin going to make a ward round?"

Lin Bo went out with the folder in his hand, without even raising his head in time, he replied directly: "It's not yet time...to discuss something with Dr. Xu."

Jin Yan slowly came back to his senses, staring at the white coat that disappeared by the door.

Afterwards, Dalong, who came to the office to look for Lin Bo, was surprised at Jin Yan's early return. Seeing her embarrassed appearance, he was so frightened that he lost all souls and souls. He took hot water and handed cold medicine, and turned up the air conditioner. , and forced her to wrap her coat tightly.

Jin Yan couldn't refuse, so he stopped struggling. When Dalong exited the door, he heard that the road was blocked by heavy rain, and Jin Chuan went home directly.

The strings in his heart loosened, and the tired-looking man slumped on the back of the sofa.

The head full of paste is worse than the clear stream of mud flowing out of the window, making people unable to find the source.

But she can be sure now that her lover is not what she or Jin Chuan imagined before when her father was imprisoned, standing cruelly on the opposite side of the Jin family, what's more, he doesn't think about the past in this matter Add insult to injury.

No, it was actually Zheng Yang who silently helped the Jin family.Jin Yan burst into a smile suddenly, thinking of Lawyer Chen's unintentional disclosure, he became more and more sure that Zheng Yang was the client who tried his best to find a lawyer for her father...

Jin Yan turned around, thinking of Zheng Fan's accusation just now, his smile froze.

What the public thinks is not the complete truth-Lao Han did not commit suicide in fear of guilt and intends to blame her father, but was killed while being restricted by others.

"Why did you do it! Are they messing with you?"

"The situation at the time was really dangerous... Fortunately, Li testified in court, proving that Han committed suicide... and thanks to the two key recordings..."

The words of Zheng Fan and Lawyer Chen haunted her to make mistakes and go back to her home, secretly guiding her to continue the investigation.

Jin Yan stood up abruptly, went out, and found Dalong who was accompanying him in the intensive care unit. Amidst the stunned expressions of the crowd, he pulled him to the stairs and whispered in his ear, and hurriedly added, "Be careful yourself, don't confront those people .I just ask for a result."

Dalong nodded cautiously, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

·

When Jin Yan returned, he passed the closed door next to him and glanced at the sign. It was the female doctor's office. She paused, and the door opened silently at this moment, and the coldness caused her to shiver.

Noticing his covert movements behind his hands, Jin Yan frowned, "What are you studying?"

"Are you caught in the rain?" Lim Bo quickly found out that something was wrong with her, and took her with one hand and walked towards the office.

Jin Yan was pulled by him calmly, and before he opened the door one step ahead and hid the folder in the other hand, he pulled it away and opened it to look at it, his expression sank.

……

There was the patter of rain outside the window.The cold intensified the rush, and I squeezed my head trying to occupy every inch of the old territory that had been lost for a long time.

Under the shadow of the ceiling lamp, thick obstacles are piled up between the desk and the sofa invisibly.

Intimidating.

Lin Bo pondered for a long time, then cleared his throat and said, "Generally, traditional treatments are used in such cases. These days, I have discussed with my colleagues, and I have also consulted with my mentors and seniors... I have seen cases not only in China, but also in foreign countries. , proportionally, very few people are willing to take risks for the unknown with a high probability.” Limber paused, “Including the patients themselves, their families, and our hospital. risk……"

Jin Yan held the few pages of paper that determined Zheng Yang's future and read them word by word. On it, in cold typeface, he fully described the results of Zheng Yang's head CT report, as well as the outlook and prediction of the two treatment methods.

Craniotomy to take blood clots or conservative rest, the pros and cons of each, success or failure probability of recovery effect and time, and the consequences of this are enumerated one by one.

Jin Yan's eyes were fixed on the column of sequelae - the last line of the two-page form - and his heart was suddenly poked with pain.But before she knew it, her heart was almost cut off by those two lines of cold words with a grin like a devil.

The whole body is condensed, tending to blend with the surrounding chill.

The last column of the conservative treatment column says that recovery is slow, and the duration of recovery is unknown;

The last line of the craniotomy, like a statistical paper, lists and states various accompanying sequelae according to the probability...

When Jin Yan saw the first item, it was as if she had been slapped in the face. The words on it turned into ghosts and haunted her. Even if she closed her eyes to avoid them, she couldn't escape their cruelty and terror—

About 45% chance of memory damage.

Jin Yan forced himself to read on. The second one was slow behavior. Fortunately, the terrifying number dropped to a few percent...

……

Close the clip, close your eyes and think deeply, and the complete analysis report jumps in front of you.

It's time for rounds.Lin Bo looked at his watch, got up with a silent sigh, and quietly exited.

Jin Yan opened his eyes in an instant, his eyes were full of determination, and at the bottom of the folder, he took out a half-page printed and half-blank paper, rolled it up, and went out.

At this point, even if it's a broken jar...

She doesn't mind being the bad guy again.

If it's for someone she cares about.

The author has something to say: fake changes, correct typos.

It’s not that I wrote the Mid-Autumn Festival’s update late, it’s really dawdling QAQ

Chapter 27

When he set foot in this room again, his heart trembled uncontrollably. Jin Yan pushed the door open and didn't take a few steps, but was stopped by one left and one right.

"I'm sorry, you went by the wrong way." Zhong Xin treated her so coldly that she turned into hatred.

Du Qing stared at her without saying a word.

"Didn't you just wait for her to go down to the ground?" Jin Yan pretended to be indifferent, raised his stiff brows vigorously, passed among them, and looked directly at the person who was facing him coldly.

"What do you want to calculate?" Yun Yi leaned against the bed rail, and the burning passion in his heart was slightly mediated.

"Let's count from the beginning. Our family pays for her medical expenses, and we are unlucky if we bear a bad reputation, but what is the truth?" Jin Yan turned his head and glanced at Zhong Xin, who had a dark face, "You know in your heart that as police officers, It's very important to be upright...after leaving this door, there shouldn't be anyone making rumors or slanders, right?"

Even Du Qing glared at her angrily.

"For the past three years, she lived and ate at my house and worked for my father. We should provide food and drink. So let's do it, and the debts are settled. Although my Jin family is no longer the same, I will not treat the people below harshly." Jin Yan bit the ending sound very hard, and then, as he wished, he saw a few faces that had completely changed color.

If it wasn't for Du Qing and Cheng Xin later, Zhong Xin's fist would have hit the cold and heartless face in front of him without accident.

Jin Yan raised his chin and pointed to the person on the bed, "That's about it, but I still have a few words, I want her to help tell my ex-boyfriend about private topics, do you want to hear it?"