Great Detective, Your Wife is Jealous Again!

The person wearing a strict mask and a white coat was hidden in the darkness, only showing a pair of feverish and anxious eyes, holding his breath and slowly approaching the hospital bed, with his left hand hanging on one side, holding a syringe and a sharp needle. Slowly aiming at the infusion pump next to the bed, just when he took a deep breath and was about to start his hands, the closed door behind him was suddenly kicked open vigorously, and a cold, strong light shone on him. At the same time, accompanied by a majestic warning roar: "You have been surrounded, put down your weapons, and raise your hands."

The person who was still in fright was confused. Standing in the center of the ward, holding the needle in his hand in confusion, he stayed on the spot blankly, as if he hadn't reacted to the current situation. However, the person on the opposite side obviously won't give him time to be in a daze. A few seconds later, a thin line rushed into the ward, and almost in the blink of an eye, he raised his leg and slammed the suspect’s arm with the needle. Suspect snorted and took two steps backwards, the needle in his hand fell to the ground.

Before the suspect could stand firm, the thin figure quickly flashed in front of him, a quick and neat one-shoulder fall threw him to the ground, and then buckled his hand against his back. Maybe everything happened. He was too fast, inside and outside the ward, which was clearly surrounded by people, only quietly heard the painful groan of the suspect being pressed to the ground. The bright light from the empty ward is like a colorful light on a stage play, and the two actors who completed the performance together are now closing the curtain in a weird posture.

An Shijin got out from behind Kong Yi with a little dissatisfaction, and looked eagerly towards the center of the ward. From the very beginning when he was preparing for the arrest, Kong Yi had been opposed to taking her to the action. He finally agreed to it, and he had to be pulled behind him and surrounded by several heavily armed policemen. The moment Chu Shian rushed out, she reacted quickly and wanted to rush out, but she was held by an outstretched hand behind her, and then pressed against the wall, and then Kong Yi's tall body was on her body. Before, she blocked her sight and blocked her body, so she didn't see what happened just now.

The subdued person who was pushed to the ground by Chu Shian groaned in low pain, and was pulled up by the plain-clothes police who followed and tore off the mask on his face. The pale man with eyes full of horror, the sweat on his face was desperately falling drop by drop, and the body held by the police was trembling constantly. This person was the one who had just been interrogated this afternoon, and his demeanor was a little strange and looked gentle and introverted. Surgeon Yang Shuo.

"Dr. Yang, don’t come here unharmed. Didn’t you say that you didn’t rest after 30 hours of work? Why didn’t you go home and take a good rest? Instead, you ran into the ward in the middle of the night. Is it possible that the patient could not worry about coming here? Looking for a room." Kong Yi looked at the trembling Yang Shuo with a sneer on his face and sharp eyes.

"Ann, the syringe is empty." An Shijin picked up the syringe that had fallen on the carpet, his complexion not very good. Chu Shian looked back, borrowed the syringe held by An Shijin, his expression sank, it was really a clean syringe. The two lowered their heads at the same time, looking at Yang Shuo, who was pale and terrified and couldn't say a word.

"I'm so stupid. Yang Shuo said that he was tired after staying up all night. I actually believed it. I didn't realize that he was actually a drug addict. The clue was broken when he got here." Chu Shian frowned and looked annoyed. Sitting on the sofa, he kept flipping through a thick pile of materials in his hand. Turning a blind eye to the little hairball that was rubbing against her feet and begging to touch, An Shijin hugged the little hairball and rubbed it vigorously in his arms, causing the little guy to meow nonstop.

"Ann, I think what you need most now is to eat and sleep well, take a good rest and rest, and then clear your mind. The more you panic, the more anxious you are, the easier it is to ignore some important clues." An Shi is not in a hurry. Nestled impatiently next to Chu Shian, softly soothing. Little Mao Tuan grumbled comfortably in An Shijin's arms, raising her head from time to time to see Chu Shian nodding, and seemed to agree with An Shijin's words.

"You are right, I should calm down, the more anxious the easier it is to make mistakes." Chu Shian nodded, closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa. "Fool." An Shijin smiled softly, raised his hand to caress the broken hair between Chu Shian's forehead, and moved gently and gently. Chu Shian's heart moved, he turned his head to look at her, and the corners of his lips rose: "It's nice to have you."

"This sentence should be for me." An Shijin leaned on Chu Shian's shoulder and looked out the window: "When I was abroad, I used to be lively every day, surrounded by a group of people, attending various gatherings. Socializing, noisy, seemingly bright and beautiful. In fact, only I know that I have been vacant here, and I can’t fill it up.” An Shijin closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling lightly, and she raised it. He raised his finger to point to his chest, then opened his eyes and looked at An Shijin brightly: "Until I came back to China and met you, you didn't like to express much, but your eyes made me feel at ease. Such a quiet but exciting life made me fill up the empty space slowly, so ah, Ann, that sentence should let me say, it’s nice to have you."

Chu Shian didn't say a word, and even the expression on his face did not change, but An Shijin knew she was smiling and knew she was smiling happily. The two looked at each other on the quiet sofa with tenderness. I don't know who approached first, who confuses who first, the lips of the two slowly pressed together. First, it was a light torment, and then a passionate exploration of a wild kiss, as if the still hungry traveler finally saw the water source, and asked for it. The lips of the two were dyed bright red, and the closer they got, their hands slowly walked up on each other's body.

Until a sharp cry sounded, the small hair ball trapped between the two people's waists squeezed out from between them, jumped on the floor, and meowed angrily at the two. The disturbed two separated slightly, looked at the aggressive little hairballs on the floor, and smiled at each other.

The laughter overwhelmed the angry meow of the small hair ball, becoming louder and louder. The small hair ball drooped its ears and its tail was clipped. It was obviously under the wind. It turned and ran away decadently. It couldn't provoke these two mad women. Could it not hide, huh, meow.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook." Chu Shian laughed, hugged An Shijin lightly, rested his head comfortably on her shoulders, and whispered. "I... don't want to eat anything. I just want... to eat you." An Shijin's charming voice panted slightly, his cool fingertips lifted the hem of Chu Shian's waist, and slowly stroked her sensitive waist. .

Chu Shian was clever and turned to start. He muttered and walked to the kitchen with blinking eyes: "It's better to eat lighter in the evening. Porridge is good." An Shijin fluffed his hair and leaned enchantingly on the sofa, looking at Chu Shian's back, holding his chin in his hand. , Fingertips lightly stroked the red lips, the pink tongue flashed by, and the corner of the lips was a smile that was sure to get. Ann, I want to see how long you can hide. Sooner or later, I will definitely put you under my body, just wait and see.