Let go of the murderer and let me come!

Lin Sihang felt the pain so bad that he didn't even have strength in his limbs. Song Haozhe, who was holding him, looked like he was about to cry. He wanted to reach out and touch Song Haozhe's face, but he couldn't even raise his little finger for a long time.

The sound of an ambulance was already ringing in his ears, Lin Sihang opened his mouth, Song Haozhe looked at it, and immediately lowered his head, "I'm here! Let's go to the hospital right away...the ambulance is here.!"

"Yes, which son of a bitch..." Lin Sihang's lips turned pale.

The tip of his nose could still smell the pungent and familiar smell of blood. There were already people around him. Lin Sihang was sweating profusely on his painful forehead. He scolded the person who stabbed him seven or eight hundred times in his heart. Look at your own wounds.

He was afraid, he was as afraid as Song Haozhe.

He lived such a long life, and he was the only one who used a knife for others. It was the first time he was stabbed with a knife, and it was embarrassing!

"Stop talking." Song Haozhe covered Lin Sihang's wound with one hand, trying to keep his movements as light as possible, "Is the pain severe?"

Lin Sihang's body was already a little cold, and he could feel a little blood flow.

But being a medical student is a bit good, Lin Sihang can still smile with the corners of his mouth "Grandson... seems to have stabbed, stabbed my appendix..."

The ambulance drove frantically to the hospital, and Yang Yizong and the others got angry after answering the phone call.

When they arrived at the hospital, Lin Sihang had already been sent to the operating room. The first time Song Haozhe saw Han Yue, he asked him to watch the monitoring. Han Yue didn't dare to neglect, the one lying inside was Brother Lin!

Fang Bo bought a cup of hot coffee and handed it to Song Haozhe, and patted Song Haozhe's shoulder to express his comfort.

Yang Yizong walked back and forth, swearing all the time, "Wait until the fuck is caught by grandpa!"

Zhang Tuo and the others were still on their way back. Fang Bo had notified Zhao Anping before he came, and it was estimated that Zhao Anping would be here in a while.

Song Haozhe's hands trembled violently, and his feet were cold. At that moment just now, his heart ached like Lin Sihang's wound, and he couldn't care less about chasing that person. He was only afraid that something serious happened to Lin Sihang, and now he couldn't even breathe out. Trembling, the whole person sitting on the waiting chair is a bit worthless.

Fortunately, Lin Sihang knew medicine by himself. Although he was in severe pain in the ambulance, he was still able to calmly communicate with the emergency personnel by pulling the corners of his mouth.

He watched Lin Sihang enter the operating room until he let go of a third of his heart.

Now just have to wait...

When Zhao Anping rushed over, Lin Sihang was just pushed out of the operating room, his eyes were closed and his face was pale, Song Haozhe was heartbroken, watching Lin Sihang being pushed into the general ward, he quickly followed in.

Fang Bo went to ask the doctor about the situation, and Yang Yizong went downstairs to pick up Zhao Anping and go to the ward.

"What's going on?" Zhao Anping asked anxiously before he entered the door, "Which grandson! Have you found it!"

"Han Yue went to investigate." Yang Yizong said.

Lin Sihang closed his eyes and frowned, Song Haozhe awkwardly greeted Zhao Anping, staring at Lin Sihang on the hospital bed, not daring to look away.

Zhao Anping took a deep breath, supported the end of the bed with one hand, hesitated for a while before saying, "Hao Zhe, it just so happens that you follow Lin Sihang, you two rest for half a month!"

Song Haozhe was stunned, and turned his head to look at Zhao Anping in disbelief, "...Zhao Ju, what do you mean?"

"...You two quit this case!" Zhao Anping said.

This case has been investigated for so long, although it seems that there are still many questions that have not been answered, but the truth is not far away, Zhao Anping suddenly asked them to withdraw now, it is obvious that there is something that has not been revealed.

In an instant, Song Haozhe felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured all over his body, and he was in a mess like a drowned rat.

Zhao Anping's decision made Yang Yizong who stood aside couldn't react.

Looking at the file in Zhao Anping's office in the afternoon, and the two people who checked it earlier, Song Haozhe felt that the restlessness in his heart was about to burst out.

Right now!

He must ask clearly!

With a sullen face, Song Haozhe was about to call Zhao Anping out of the ward, and the two sat down to talk.

Lin Sihang on the bed suddenly groaned twice, just as the phone in Zhao Anping's pocket started ringing, and he turned around to answer the phone.

Song Haozhe had a sullen face, but chose to stay with Lin Sihang first.

When Fang Bo opened the door and came in, Lin Sihang opened his eyes in a daze. Before the anesthesia had subsided, he saw the dazzling light, and his mind seemed to be sucked into a tornado. sharp.

"I, is my appendix gone?" Lin Sihang swallowed, and asked hoarsely.

"It's gone." Song Haozhe took Lin Sihang's hand and kissed it on his lips, regardless of Yang Yizong and Fang Bo in the room.

Lin Sihang wanted to yell, but he couldn't make it out after a long time. He frowned and kept humming, "Damn it, just now...it hurt me to death."

Fang Bo winked at Yang Yizong, and the two quietly left the ward.

I don't know if Lin Sihang listened to what Zhao Anping said just now, and Song Haozhe didn't take the initiative to mention it.

"When I fucking fell to the ground, I regretted one thing..." Lin Sihang said suddenly.

Song Haozhe pulled the quilt up for Lin Sihang, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"I haven't even fucked you once, what a pity I died." Lin Sihang wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to move, afraid of tearing his wound.

"Let you go." Song Haozhe said seriously, "You have to live well, or you won't have a chance."

Song Haozhe saw Lin Sihang fell asleep again in a daze, and then walked out of the ward lightly. Fang Bo and Yang Yizong were guarding the door, Song Haozhe said hello, and looked at Zhao Anping who was still on the phone at the corner of the corridor.

"Fart! Look for it! Look hard for me!" Zhao Anping was angry at the phone, and didn't look at Song Haozhe behind him.

Passers-by frowned at Zhao Anping, but Zhao Anping didn't care. He didn't know what was said on the phone, Zhao Anping continued to scold, "Everyone is dead! I can't care about it now! Damn it, dig three feet for me! Don't believe me!" Can't find it!"

Song Haozhe waited until Zhao Anping hung up the phone before coughing lightly.

Zhao Anping came back to his senses, obviously startled, and asked after a few seconds, "Where is Sihang, how is it?"

"Neither of us can withdraw from this case." Song Haozhe said straight to the point.

Presumably thinking that Song Haozhe would say that, Zhao Anping wiped his face with his hand, and raised his forehead to wrinkle even more, "Hao Zhe..."

"Zhao Ju, is there anything else you haven't told us?" Song Haozhe continued to ask, without giving Zhao Anping a chance to breathe.

"Let's check..." Zhao Anping sighed, and patted Song Haozhe on the shoulder in a compromised way, "I'm sorry, I can't say anything now."

Seeing that Zhao Anping was about to leave, Song Haozhe turned around and shouted, "Just tell me, does this case have anything to do with you!"

With his back turned to him, Zhao Anping stopped, stood there for a while without answering, and went straight away.

Because of this injury, Lin Sihang had to be hospitalized for a week. Zhao Anping waved his hand and granted half a month's leave. Song Haozhe hired an escort, and Lin Sihang asked the escort to buy whatever he wanted. Five people were found, each of them changed every day, and they took turns guarding the door of the ward.

The escort was an aunt in her forties. She brought the millet porridge that Lin Sihang wanted to eat into the room, but she was still a little uncomfortable. "When I walked in, I almost had to swipe my card!"

"Auntie, brush your face!" Lin Sihang said, sending a message to Song Haozhe.

Song Haozhe returned to the bureau for the past two days, and followed Han Yue to check the surveillance every day, hoping to find out the person who stabbed him as soon as possible.

"Young man, did you get injured because of your bravery?" the escort aunt asked.

"No." Lin Sihang shook his head and stood up a little harder. "I'm just passing by."

Auntie said regretfully, "That's a bit of a back."

Lin Sihang wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Although the wound on her body didn't hurt so much, she still couldn't move around. The accompanying aunt turned the pillow over and leaned against Lin Sihang's back, and put the small table in front of Lin Sihang. I'll let you go to the bathroom first."

Lin Sihang nodded, and thought about what the escort aunt had said.

The person who stabbed him couldn't really be passing by, but he never provoked anyone, so how could he still be targeted?

Could it be because of Qian Jun's case?Or because of Lin Siyang?

Just as he was thinking, the door of the ward was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and Lin Sihang was so frightened that the millet porridge he had just eaten stuck in his throat.

He didn't dare to cough hard, because if he coughed, he would tear his wound, but Lin Sihang's throat was jammed, and now he looked like a struggling fish.

"...Damn it, ahem... who is it!" Lin Sihang turned his head to look at the door.

Yunhu was holding a basket of fruit, standing by the door panting, seeing Lin Sihang wearing a hospital gown eating porridge on the bed, he asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Lin Sihang was a little silly, he didn't expect Yunhu to come, let alone how Yunhu knew he was injured.

"Song Haozhe told me." Yunhu said, walked to the bed, and handed the basket of fruit to the accompanying aunt, "You take it to wash."

"This is your friend?" The accompanying aunt was also a little frightened, looked at Yunhu, and asked Lin Sihang.

"Ah... yes, auntie, go wash the fruit." Lin Sihang said.

The accompanying aunt took the fruit and left the ward.

Yunhu sat down on the edge of the hospital bed and stared at Lin Sihang.

Lin Sihang's back felt a little cold after being watched, not knowing what Yunhu meant.

It took a long time for Yunhu to let out a long breath, "Scared me to death!"

Lin Sihang thought that the relationship between him and Yunhu hadn't reached the level of 'fucking me to death', but looking at Yunhu's current appearance, it was obvious that he was really worried.

Could it be that you have a crush on him?

Probably seeing that Lin Sihang's thinking was wrong, Yunhu suddenly laughed, showing his white teeth.

"I don't like you, but your brother."

Lin Sihang only felt that the bowl of millet porridge didn't choke his throat, but stuffed it directly into his brain, otherwise how could he not be able to react to what Yunhu said for a long time.

Yunhu didn't give him any reaction, and continued to say, "If something happens to you, how can I explain to your brother."

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Surprised or not surprised!

Today's second watch, take it to roll.

The case will not be delayed, and it will be explained in one or two chapters.

About Bureau Zhao, about the case 20 years ago, and about Lin Siyang, all of them were explained together.

Because there is a little bit of work ahead, so don't be in a hurry.

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