Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Lin Weiwei was carried around half of the hospital, did all the inspection items, lay lazily on the hospital bed, and asked suspiciously: "Ji Mingyou, please take a rest."

She doesn't care much about her figure, and she is by no means the thin one.

Ji Mingyou flipped through the diagnosis and treatment list, checked the situation carefully, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not tired, you need to rest for a while."

Lin Weiwei's bruises are alright, the main reason is that he sprained his feet and was stepped on, so it's best to rest.

Ji Mingyou stood up, looking at the red and swollen ankle in front of him, his eyes flashed with distress.

"I'm fine, but I can't teach the children Taekwondo anymore. I'll talk to the principal first." Lin Weiwei couldn't move his feet, and immediately covered him with a quilt, with guilt on his face, and said regretfully.

She loves lively children very much, and she is so happy to teach them Taekwondo, which she loves.

"Coach Lin, I understand the situation, you take a good rest, I will find someone to take over the class first." The principal's surprised voice came, and he greeted gently.

"It's troublesome, I'll be back as soon as possible." Lin Weiwei curled his lips far-fetchedly, and after the phone call, he was depressed, pouted his mouth, and picked his nails.

Ji Mingyou sat quietly beside her, pursed his thin lips tightly, and comforted him: "If you recover well, you may go back soon, don't worry."

He remembered that Lin Weiwei could no longer participate in the competition because of a back injury, and had just entered a new life actively, but encountered hardships again.

Lin Weiwei might be frustrated.

"This is only for a while, I will send someone to find out the prisoner, and I will accompany you." Ji Mingyou stared at her with deep eyes and a trace of mystery.

Lin Weiwei realized that he was a little unfamiliar with Ji Mingyou, and said softly, "You don't need to blame yourself."

Things are unpredictable, she and Ji Mingyou are far away, so she doesn't blame him for not coming.

"Weiwei, it's great that you're fine, you scared me to death." Liu Lu stared at the messy hair and pushed the door in. After seeing the two people getting close to each other, resentment flashed in her eyes.

"Liu Lu, why do you look like this?" Lin Weiwei raised his head, stared in surprise, and couldn't help asking.

Liu Lu's hair was messy, her face was pale, and her eyes were red, as if she had fought with someone.

"You didn't go back, what's the matter with you?" Ji Mingyou frowned, he had already sent a message to tell Liu Lu to go back first, this matter has nothing to do with him.

Liu Lu tidied her hair in embarrassment, cleared her throat, forced a miserable smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm worried about Weiwei. I was frightened when I saw the dead person on the hospital bed. I searched all the way without caring about my image."

She is so uncomfortable, she keeps saying false words, when will she be tall?
She also wanted to stand aside indifferently and stare at the embarrassment of others.

"I'm worrying you. My phone is out of battery. I can't notify you. Let's clean it up first." Lin Weiwei looked guilty, raised a gentle smile, took a few pieces of tissue and handed it over.

Liu Lu was sore all over, she simply tidied up in the ward, and asked curiously: "Weiwei, what's going on, why is there someone making trouble on the street?"

Ji Mingyou looked suspiciously at him, closed the door, and said in a low voice, "That's right, why do you think someone is coming towards you?"

Hearing that, Liu Lu grabbed her clothes tightly with her hands behind her back, cautiously daring not to say more.

Lin Weiwei rested his chin, thinking deeply, recalling the previous scene and said: "The driver was masked and wearing sunglasses, with stern eyes, chasing me in the car, but when I was about to escape, he ignored me in a hurry. "

Liu Lu bit her lip, snorted softly, and thought to herself: How could it be so unfair that Lin Weiwei escaped death.

Lin Weiwei stared at the news report in front of him with cold eyes, and said angrily: "Now the media has also paid attention to this matter, and it is only a matter of time before the prisoner is caught."

On the TV, a serious host is reporting: "The police have intervened and will try to find out within a week. Please rest assured."

Liu Lu's legs were so frightened that she immediately sat on the bench, feeling extremely nervous.

"Excuse me, is this Lin Weiwei's ward?" The knock on the door was accompanied by a serious voice, and Liu Lu was afraid of showing her feet, so she got up to go to the door.

Liu Lu opened the door with a guilty conscience, saw a few well-dressed inspectors, and said seriously: "Hello, we are the team in charge of this case, and we are here to inquire about the situation at that time."

Liu Lu's face was pale, as if her soul had come out of her body, she pointed inside and said, "It's not me, it's Lin Weiwei."

The inspector looked at her sharply, then shifted his gaze, and said seriously: "Lin Weiwei, can we ask a few questions so we can find out as soon as possible."

"Of course." Lin Weiwei moved his body, trying to sit up, with calm eyes.

Ji Mingyou immediately stopped her, put a pillow behind her, let Lin Weiwei lean on her, held her down and said, "Don't move around, tell what you know, we will wait outside."

"It's troublesome." The inspector turned slightly sideways and said softly.

The two came out quietly and waited on the chairs outside the ward.

Liu Lu was terrified, and later realized that she was sweating lightly on her back. The cool wind blowing in from the window made her back feel cold.

She almost thought they were here to catch her, but luckily something went wrong.

Liu Lu stared at the handsome face next to her, with affection in her eyes, as if she was telling the story.

But Ji Mingyou will definitely get angry and send her to prison.

Liu Lu's eyes darkened, her head hung down feebly, and she was deep in thought.

Ji Mingyou thought about what he knew. The masked crime was definitely not a whim. It seems that this case is not simple.

"Tang Yun, go and investigate all the cases in Xiahezhong Market. I want to know who the murderer is." Ji Mingyou narrowed his eyes and held the case tightly in his hands. He believed that Lin Weiwei would not talk nonsense and had to investigate clearly.

If the matter is not resolved and the enemy is in the dark, wouldn't Lin Weiwei be in danger?

"Okay, I have sent someone to investigate, and I will notify you if I find the prisoner." Tang Yun sorted out the information and said in a low voice.

Tang Yun knew Ji Mingyou well, as long as he provoked him, he would never let him go.

Tang Yun wondered, who asked the always low-key Ji Mingyou to intervene in this matter?

"Okay, use the fastest speed." Ji Mingyou instructed again.

The corridor of the hospital was quiet, and a few people passed by from time to time, and Ji Mingyou waited anxiously.

Ji Mingyou was worried about the situation inside, so he paced outside from time to time.

Lin Weiwei has gone through all the disasters, will it irritate her to ask?

Ji Mingyou walked to the door of the ward, and just about to knock on the door, the door was opened.

The procurator came out, said a few polite words, his eyes were dim, and he left in a hurry.

Ji Mingyou hurried into the room, and saw Lin Weiwei was thinking about it, his little face was flushed, but there was nothing unusual about it.

"If you can't figure it out, stop thinking about it and take a rest first." Ji Mingyou walked to her side, asked Lin Weiwei to lie down flat, and covered her with the quilt.

Lin Weiwei nodded wearily, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said softly: "Charge it for me, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Ji Mingyou took it, and obeyed his orders without complaint, which made Lin Weiwei flustered for a while.