Super Time Detective

Yin Jiaming felt that he was just too tired and wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while.

As a result, this sleep almost made me unable to sleep forever, and I went directly to the Western Bliss.

After he was "shot" that day, he did not fall into the sea accidentally, but fell on purpose.

Because this was the only escape method Yin Jiaming could think of.

He was shot in the chest, and anyone would think that he must die, but he fell into the sea again, and it is not surprising that his body could not be found.

In fact, this person who should have been dead climbed ashore from a shoal about 100 meters away from the landing point, climbed up again along the maintenance ladder on the embankment, and turned back to the villa area in the middle of the mountain.

And tonight's torrential rain has become the best cover.

The rain was hard enough to wash away any footprints, blood and signs of climbing.

In this way, Yin Jiaming walked through the construction site that was not yet completely chaotic in the darkness and heavy rain with injuries all over his body, and returned to the basement of the villa where he was hiding.

He will wait here for Ye Huairui to come back.

Ah Rui said that he would be back in three or four days at most.

Yin Jiaming thought that he would be able to see his family, A Rui, soon.

However, there were wounds all over his body, and the wounds on his body were soaked in salt water, like scratching the bones.

In the last part of the journey, Yin Jiaming had to climb, and finally entered the secret room. He couldn't even stand up, and rolled down the stairs directly, and he had no strength to move anymore.

He was overdrawn to the limit, his whole body was cold and tired, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

Yin Jiaming couldn't even remember when he closed his eyes.

Anyway, this sleep was dark and dark, and the time was unknown. It was like a big dream, and I didn't know where I was at all.

In a daze, he heard a familiar voice.

——Ah, it’s Ah Rui...

Yin Jiaming vaguely realized that it was Ye Huairui whom he had been thinking about coming.

He really wanted to open his eyes, smile at Ye Huairui, say that you are here, and then open his arms to give his sweetheart an untouchable hug.

But Yin Jiaming couldn't move.

Then he felt that someone was playing with him, took him out of the basement, removed his wet clothes, and inspected him carefully from head to toe...

The dry and soft quilt was under his body, the air around his body was dry and warm, and the hand touching his body was so gentle, which made Yin Jiaming feel safe and comfortable that he hadn't seen for a long time...

He gave up struggling and allowed his consciousness to fall into a coma-like sleep...

This sleep is a whole day and night.

Saturday, August 8, at 28:25 p.m.

Yin Jiaming felt a hand open his eyelids, and then a bright light was projected onto his eyeballs.

He came back to his senses suddenly, and instinctively raised his hand to grab the beam of light that made him dizzy.

"you're awake?"

Yin Jiaming heard someone talking to him.

That voice sounded very familiar, it was the one he was most familiar with in the past month since he came in, and it was also the voice that gave him the most comfort.

"!!"

Yin Jiaming opened his eyes.

He met Ye Huairui's face.

"what……"

Yin Jiaming's eyes widened, and he struggled to open his mouth to call Ye Huairui's name.

But he slept for a whole day, and his throat uncooperatively went on strike at this critical moment.

"Wake up, then you can't die."

Ye Huairui glanced at Yin Jiaming's handsome face lightly, and said indifferently:

"Lie down, don't move around, you are still hanging on the water."

Yin Jiaming: "..."

His mind was in a muddle, and he had no idea what had happened.

He felt that he was either still dreaming or dead.

Otherwise, why would you see Ye Huairui by your side, touch and reach, and still talk to him?

However, Yin Jiaming's eyes turned around, and he felt that this dream seemed too real.

He found himself lying in a strange ward, which was white, spacious, clean and bright.

There was something that looked like an ECG monitor on the bedside table, but the screen was large and clear. Not only could he see the flickering ECG waveform, but there were also a few lines of parameters that he couldn't understand at all.

And now he is lying naked on a soft thick mattress, his body is covered with bandages, only a thin quilt is covered from the waist down, several electrodes are pasted on his chest, and a bunch of wires are connected. A needle was stuck in his body, and unknown medicine flowed into his body drop by drop along the hose.

This……

It really doesn't look like it's dead...

Yin Jiaming's brain, which was on strike because he was not fully awake, finally began to think.

"Cough, cough..."

He coughed twice in a low voice, trying to make a sound: "A... Rui..."

"To shut up!"

Ye Huairui threw back two words to him bluntly.

Yin Jiaming: "..."

He pursed his lips, not daring to speak.

This was the first time he saw Ye Huairui so angry.

Yes, although Ye Huairui didn't say it clearly, Yin Jiaming's instinct like a wild animal told him that his family Ah Rui is very, very angry now, the kind that is about to explode.

If you don’t want to add fuel to the flames, you’d better keep your mouth shut and don’t say a word.

Although Yin Jiaming is full of confusion now, he has mountains and seas of questions to ask.

But because the person in front of him was Ye Huairui, he felt that everything else could be put aside temporarily.

So he didn't say anything, just stared at Ye Huairui who was sitting beside the bed for a moment, his eyes were shining, full of affection, and seemed to have a thousand words.

However, Ye Huairui was not moved by his eyes at all.

"Two ribs were broken, he was stabbed eight times, the deepest hole on his shoulder was three centimeters, and there were too many abrasions and soft tissue contusions..."

Ye Huairui talked more and more, and took a deep breath:

"When I found you, you were in shock due to hypothermia! If it was a little later, you would be dead, you know!"

Yin Jiaming: "Oh..."

He didn't know what to say, so he could only respond to a single syllable obediently and sensiblely.

"Oh you're big!"

Ye Huairui was going crazy:

"What about what you promised me!? You promised to wait for me to come back obediently!?"

If it wasn't for Yin Jiaming's serious injuries and he couldn't move easily, Ye Huairui would have thrown him off the hospital bed, beat him up hard, and let out a breath of anger before he could speak.

In fact, from last night to now, Ye Huairui has been tossing and tossing for as long as Yin Jiaming has been in a coma, and has been by his side all the time, never leaving for a moment.

Last night, Yin Jiaming fell into a coma due to hypothermia. Ye Huairui turned up the heater in the second bedroom to the maximum, and treated the wound for the other party under the high temperature of 32 degrees. Hemostasis and disinfection, debridement and dressing, feeding water and medicine...

When he recovered, he began to worry about Yin Jiaming's brain and internal organs.

Ye Huairui didn't dare to sleep all night, he kept staring at Yin Jiaming's vital signs, and checked the light reflex of his pupils from time to time.

After finally staying up until eight o'clock in the morning, after making sure that the Panshan Highway blocked by the mudslide was open to traffic, Ye Huairui called a personal doctor he knew well, and sent the unconscious Yin Jiaming to his clinic.

That doctor is well-known in Jincheng, known for his good skills, high fees, and excellent standards.

Moreover, he has a strict tone and does not easily reveal the privacy of his customers, so some wealthy and powerful celebrities and wealthy businessmen are willing to patronize him-including Ye Huairui's father.

After entering the clinic, the doctor took a CT scan of Yin Jiaming.

Luckily, Yin Jiaming had no abnormalities in his cranial and brain, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were not injured, except for the messy skin trauma and bruises mixed with bruises, only two broken ribs.

It's just that Ye Huairui had already learned from his assistant Ouyang Tingting what Yin Jiaming had done.

"very strange……"

On the phone, while reading the file, Ouyang Tingting said to Ye Huairui:

"I remember that Yin Jiaming was found by the police two months after the robbery, and then he was shot and fell into the sea?...Why is the time recorded here is August 1982, 8?"

She turned two more pages and was even more confused:

"And the dossier also said that Yin Jiaming actually killed someone before he was shot dead by the police...Why didn't I notice this before?"

- That's right!

Ye Huairui stood by Yin Jiaming's bed, listening to Ouyang Tingting's words, squeezed a disposable water cup.

——This bastard, must, must, must have done something while he was away, directly rewriting "history"!

Poor forensic doctor Ye is exhausted at the moment, tired and angry, but the instigator has not woken up yet, lying on the hospital bed sleeping without knowing his identity, so he doesn't even have a chance to pick him up and shake him to reveal the truth.

"What was the name of the dead man?"

Ye Huairui silently suppressed the anger in his heart, and calmly said to Ouyang Tingting on the other end of the phone:

"Also, can you please find that person's information and send it to my mobile phone?"

…………

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After learning that Yin Jiaming had fallen into the sea, the treatment for the patient was immediately upgraded to a higher level.

There is no way, choking seawater into the lungs is a serious problem, and delayed pulmonary edema may kill people after a period of time.

So Yin Jiaming could only lie on the hospital bed in the clinic until he was sure that there was nothing wrong with him.

——This bastard is really——!

Ye Huairui's teeth itch every time he thinks of this guy's self-assertive manipulation.

With his gaze like a knife, he ruthlessly gouged Yin Jiaming's bruised and swollen handsome face, and said in his heart that when you recover, I must settle this account with you!

"A Rui..."

Yin Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief and was finally able to speak.

His voice was hoarse and dry, so low it was almost inaudible.

"A Rui...A Rui..."

Ye Huairui remained unmoved, sitting on the head of the bed with folded arms, watching the man tossing coldly.

"A Rui..."

Under Ye Huairui's stare, Young Master Yin suddenly became weaker.

Like a seriously ill person dying, he stretched out his hand slowly and with difficulty, and gently pulled Ye Huairui's sleeve:

"My wound hurts so much..."