Crime Fighter League

Union Hospital in a week

The sky in April is like a baby's emotions, which change as they say.It was raining heavily last night, but this morning the sky was clear and cloudless.The light golden sunshine spreads the warmth of spring, the crisp birdsong wakes up the blooming lily of the valley by the window, and the breeze blows gently. Such a pleasant morning is the most suitable for sleeping in.

The young master on the bed was lying on his side, with his fair face facing the window.Although separated by a layer of gauze curtain, he was still disturbed by the too dazzling morning light, and opened his eyes lazily.

"Are you awake?" The person beside the bed didn't know how long he had been sitting, but he actually made a noise the first time he raised his eyelids.Chu Yan answered the other party with a long nasal voice, turned over and stretched.The amber eyes showed a little weakness and frankness in the twilight of the morning sun, and the heart of the person beside the bed felt warm when he saw it: "I just saw the doctor, and he said that you are basically fine, and you will be fine if you lie down for another three days." I can leave the hospital."

"Still lying down? My waist is stiff." Chu Yan protested with her lips pouted. The other party handed him a glass of warm water and shook the upper part of the hospital bed by the way: "Your waist is inherently hard. Rolling down the stairs is not right. Just kidding, after you are discharged from the hospital, you will continue to lie down and recuperate at home until the doctor says you have recovered."

"Why are you more verbose than Chu Guanghe?" Although Chu Yan looked disgusted, he obediently took the water and drank it.The disgusted Zheng Shuo looked at him helplessly: "You think I want to be long-winded?"

Thinking of the scene of the day when Chu Yan was injured, Zheng Shuo still felt a little palpitating.But fortunately, I don't know if God played a joke on him. He actually has the same rare blood type as Chu Yan.Later, the doctor said that thanks to his match, otherwise it would be very difficult to save the person a few minutes later.

Zheng Shuo looked at Chu Yan's neck. Although the blood was no longer visible, the thick piece of gauze on the left side of the neck still burned his eyes, which reminded him subconsciously of that day.If he didn't just fly the dagger, but hit Chen Xinhe directly, Chu Yan would not have encountered such a dangerous situation.Thinking of this, his expression became uncomfortable again, but Chu Yan didn't notice it. He propped himself up on the bed and wanted to wash up. Zheng Shuo quickly suppressed his emotions to help him, but Chu Yan pushed him away: "Why did you come so early today? What's the matter?"

Although Chu Yan hit his back and waist when he fell down the stairs, fortunately it was only a bruise, not a muscle or bone, and he was much better after lying down for so long.Zheng Shuo paused: "It's nothing, I don't have time recently, so I'll see how you are after get off work this morning."

"Then wait for me to have breakfast together, I really don't want to touch the hospital's food anymore." Chu Yan walked to the bathroom without looking back, Zheng Shuo didn't answer, and looked at his slowly moving back with erratic eyes.

I really don't have time recently. After all, the two suspects are dead, and there are a lot of things to deal with.When Chu Yan just woke up, he was not in good spirits, and he was asleep most of the time. When Lin Xun came twice, he happened to be unable to come because of something, so he missed the opportunity to record a statement for Chu Yan.Later, he came down privately three times, but each time either Chu Guanghe happened to be there or he met Chu Yan sleeping.

The soft sound of an electric toothbrush came from the bathroom. Zheng Shuo looked out the window in a daze. The lily of the valley swayed gently in the morning breeze, bringing a faint fragrance.He looked at the families of patients and medical staff who kept coming in and out of the hospital downstairs, the two-way vehicles on the street outside, and the pedestrians rushing to work.

This was an ordinary morning in Nanjiang City, the same as the morning when he received a call from Bureau Wang in the hotel room.The air is fresh, the sun is shining brightly, and there is a sense of peace amidst the busy schedule.

At that time, he didn't know Chu Yan. At that time, the 718 case was just a case that happened 13 years ago to him. At that time, he didn't know that there was a special drug lurking in the place where the sun couldn't shine in this city. Deep-rooted ravages some people, and intensified.

Chu Yan was the first person to reveal the true face of Huang Fan back then. After Chen Xinhe was captured, Zheng Shuo asked Liu Ju about the situation back then, but Liu Ju didn't elaborate.After all, this is a confidential file, and what can be authorized to Zheng Shuo is only the part recorded in the file.Since Chu Yan was only a child who had just entered junior high school, a lot of information was not recorded in the case file to ensure his safety.However, Bureau Liu answered the biggest question in Zheng Shuo's mind, which was why Chu Yan reported his own father for drug trafficking back then.

Zheng Shuo sighed subconsciously, his eyes stopped on a pair of mother and son crossing the street in the distance, and he didn't notice that the people in the bathroom came out at all.

"What are you looking at?" Chu Yan asked suddenly, Zheng Shuo was so frightened by him that he almost turned his head and bumped into him.

"It's nothing, you just go out in this light?" Zheng Shuo withdrew his thoughts in time, looking at Chu Yan's thin hoodie.Chu Yan glanced at him, took out a knitted black scarf from the closet and gently wrapped it around his neck twice: "It's all right now."

Zheng Shuo followed Chu Yan out of the ward. He is young and has a good foundation, so he is basically fine. As long as he does not do strenuous exercise, the doctor allows him to walk around in a small area.

When passing by the nurse's station, Chu Yan skillfully said good morning to the nurse on duty.The little nurses saw him like a bee seeing a flower, and they smiled brightly, showing all their white teeth.Chu Yan leaned on the counter and signed his name on the short-time out registration column.It was so flamboyant that the two little nurses scrambled to praise it.

He smiled and said goodbye to the nurses, his voice was as soft as steamed buns sunk in quicksand, and before leaving, he thoughtfully asked them if they wanted to eat something.The few nurses who turned into fans were not willing to work for him to carry it back, and waved their hands together as if they had finished rehearsing and said no.

Zheng Shuo stood behind with his arms folded and watched him flirt, and couldn't help but roll his eyes at the ceiling.This guy doesn't even worry about staying in the hospital, the essence of the rich second generation is really corrupt in his bones!

Chu Yan didn't look back at him, and the two left the hospital one after the other, and walked to the snack street next to them.It was 8:[-] in the morning, which happened to be the busiest time for the early shop.Chu Yan walked and picked, without asking Zheng Shuo what he wanted to eat.Seeing him walking slowly, Zheng Shuo was almost at the end of the road, and finally couldn't bear to catch up with him and asked him what he wanted to eat.

"Bread." Chu Yan said slowly, Zheng Shuo paused and looked at him like he was insane: "Didn't you pass by two bakeries just now? Why didn't you go in?"

"There's nothing I want to eat." Chu Yan shrugged, his tone light and airy, obviously in a good mood.Zheng Shuo asked him what kind of bread he would like to eat again. He turned his head, his peach blossom eyes were curved, and his pupils were as clear as running water: "I don't know."

Zheng Shuo looked up at the sky, forcing himself to recall the thrilling scene before, and then suppressed the rising anger, put on the smiling face of the people's servant again, and continued to press the road with the young master.

In fact, Chu Yan walked around the street in a big circle and didn't stop at any store.When he walked to the street and saw few people eating breakfast, he casually pointed to a soybean milk shop at the opposite street corner: "Just eat that."

Zheng Shuo: "..."

"Boss, a bowl of soy milk without sugar, three fried rice and a glutinous rice chicken. What do you want?" Zheng Shuo just found a table and sat down at random, and yelled at the boss skillfully.Chu Yan sat down beside him, and looked at the deep-fried dough stick pot by the door: "Soymilk polysaccharide, a deep-fried dough stick."

Since there were only two tables of customers in the shop, the boss quickly brought out their orders.Chu Yan slowly stirred the soy milk in the bowl with a spoon, while Zheng Shuo directly picked up a big bowl and drank it, then picked up a piece of rice and devoured it, and then opened his mouth: "Are you hungry or don't want to eat?" ?”

"The soy milk is too hot." Chu Yan's answer left Zheng Shuo speechless again.This young master's problems are really not ordinary, and it really is pleasing to the eye when he is sleepy.but……

Zheng Shuo looked at the store. The store was almost undecorated, with only four cement walls, and simple windows and doors were used to block the stove and other things in the back hall. There were five dining tables outside, and the chairs were all the cheapest blue. Plastic Bench.

The glass frame of the business license hangs high on one side of the wall, and the handwriting on it is no longer legible due to years of smoke and oil.Many young people wouldn't patronize such an old store anymore, how could someone of Chu Yan's status be willing to come in?

But he didn't ask, and Chu Yan didn't keep his eyes on his face. After stirring the soy milk to about the same level, he picked it up and took a sip slowly. His pale face was warmed by the heat of the soy milk, showing a little color. .Zheng Shuo picked up another piece of fried rice from his plate and handed it to him: "Don't just eat fried dough sticks."

"This soy milk tastes much better than the one you forced me to drink that day." Chu Yan said after taking the rice.Zheng Shuo looked at the milky white soy milk in his bowl, remembered when he was talking about, and coughed a little embarrassedly: "No way, conditions were limited at that time, and I couldn't buy a bottle of cold mineral water to relieve your cough."

"How's the matter with Chen Xinhe?" Chu Yan took a bite of the fried rice, but didn't answer his words.Zheng Shuo began to remove the lotus leaves from the glutinous rice chicken: "I haven't found out who ordered it. Although Chen Yuanjun is suspected, there is no proof that he has a connection with Chen Xinhe."

"It's his style not to hold back, otherwise Chu Guanghe wouldn't have anything to do with him." Chu Yan put down his chopsticks with a serious expression on his face.

Zheng Shuo divided the glutinous rice chicken into two halves, and put half of it on Chu Yan's plate: "I have read the statement Lin Xun recorded for you."

"Hmm." Knowing that he didn't finish his sentence, Chu Yan picked up a mouthful of glutinous rice chicken meat with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

"You're not telling the truth, are you?" Zheng Shuo stared at him, and Chu Yan raised his eyelids and looked at him as expected after hearing this.The translucent pupils were facing the bright sunshine outside, as clean and clear as glass beads, and there was no disturbance at all because of Zheng Shuo's words.

"It's not telling the truth." He admitted it so generously, not caring how serious he was admitting.

"You study law, don't tell me that you don't know the seriousness of obstructing justice." Zheng Shuo didn't expect him to admit it so frankly, picked up a tissue to dry the oil in his hands, his face sank, and he looked handsome. His eyes carried a sense of professional oppression.

"Because the person who came to ask me is not you, so I don't want to tell the truth." Chu Yan tilted his head, and the faint smile on his lips swept across Zheng Shuo's eyes, like a naughty child very satisfied with his prank.