Erguotou and Brandy

Brandy's arms around Guo Ding trembled a little, he forced himself to remain calm, and said, "I didn't expect you to have the habit of being someone else's dog, Zeng Jiaqi."

The bald head has already left hair, but the hair that is hard in the imagination is soft, and it looks very clean when the wind blows.

Except for the studs of the cross on the ears, he has completely become another person.

His hair was long and tied up at the back of his head, his lip nails had already been removed, and his delicate facial features were slowly showing their advantages. Anyone who took a look at him would think that this man could not do anything bad with a benevolent brow.

But the gun in his hand was tightly pulling the trigger.

Ke Fan stroked along Zeng Jiaqi's hair, and finally teased the cross on his ear ambiguously.

Brandy didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. Guo Ding in his arms was very warm. Although the blood on his head had stopped, it seemed that he still needed a few stitches.

Nothing to him.

Have suffered too much.

A few stitches are almost routine.

But Brandy was still worried.

Although at this moment, more attention should be paid to his own safety.

Ke Fan seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly said: "Come with me."

Brandy raised his head, squinted his eyes and said nothing.

"If you follow me, Wen Yun will come back to check on you in about half an hour. It's just a matter of saving Guo Ding. If you don't follow me, Zeng Jiaqi will hit you with a gun in 2 minutes. You said you planted a bomb to kill Wen Yun before you left, right? He has good abilities, if it doesn't get in the way too much, I would like to communicate with him. "

Zeng Jiaqi on the side made a sound like a puppy whimpering, hugged Ke Fan's waist, and gently rubbed his chin on Ke Fan's shoulder.

Ke Fan smiled, patted Zeng Jiaqi's waist and said, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Brandy looked at his watch, Guo Ding's bleeding was not heavy, and his life should not be in danger after half an hour.

"Don't you want to know about my relationship with your family... and you? Now is the right time." After Ke Fan finished speaking, he tilted his head and waited for Brandy's answer well-bred.

Brandy firmly clasped Guo Ding's shoulders, as if trying to break him into pieces.

Really...

It's only been half an hour since we met.

"I'll go with you."

At the end of summer, the birds are a little less noisy.

But still a bit noisy.

The air is full of the scent of jasmine, and the elegant smell makes people unconsciously get closer and closer.

"Are you awake?" Chang Jie put down the documents in his hand and looked at the person on the hospital bed.

Guo Ding was wearing a striped hospital gown, sat up in a daze, and pulled out the infusion tube despite Chang Jie's objection.

Chang Jie was the only one in the ward.

On the table, there is Guo Ma's signature dish Wanglaoji stewed pig's feet, and Qiuping's sister-in-law's black chicken soup.

The person sleeping next to his hospital bed with a quilt covering his head was short and thin, with a corner of a snack pocket exposed under the pillow.

The medicine being infused on the infusion set is Shuxuening, and the empty bottle next to it is anti-inflammatory medicine.

It is estimated that he broke his ribs after being kicked by himself.

Lots of fun.

Since Chang Jie is here, Wen Yun should be working in the police station.

Yang Zhen.

Xu Yao.

brandy...

Chang Jie told a little about the situation, watched Guo Ding and listened to everything.

When he heard that Xu Yao directly beat the criminal suspect to death with his bare hands, his pupils just shrank.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Brandy... only saw him leave with two men on the monitor of the police station. One of them is the same as the suspect sketch you made, and it is confirmed to be Ke Fan. There is no news now... ..."

Guo Ding sat up, but still didn't say anything.

"You rest well, I'll go through the bail procedures for Xu Yao. Tomorrow... Yang Zhen's funeral."

"..."

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