can not help

When Murong Ling opened his eyes again, he was in the ward, and there was no one in the room. The dim sunset sun shone in through the screen window, and it felt warm, not at all like the cold sunshine in winter.The heavy snow yesterday did not know when it stopped. Looking through the window, I couldn't see any traces of snow, but I could only see the clear sky outside the window.He sat up, obviously the previous anesthesia was exhausted, the pain from his shoulders and abdomen slowed down his movements, and after slowly sitting upright, he raised his right hand and pressed the beeper on the bedside.

As soon as Jiang Fan entered the room, he realized that the person who had been sleeping before had woken up at some point. Shen Yuqing was standing at the bedside talking, but from the look on his face, he could tell that the doctor with a bad temper was coming again. Angry.

Jiang Fan knocked on the door to check his presence, and saw the two people turned their heads before he said, "Is it convenient for me to come in now?"

Murong Ling nodded with a smile, obviously Dr. Shen was the only one who was angry just now.Jiang Fan pulled up a chair and sat next to him, as if he didn't want to get in between the two of them, he picked up an apple on the table and began to peel it.He peels apples very well, with a thin layer of apple peel to the bottom.

It might be that Jiang Fanyi's laid-back look was too annoying, and Shen Yuqing didn't get much favor from Murong Ling, so he directly turned his artillery to attack the theatergoer: "I said you can't pay attention every day? Your organization Is there no one else or something, in broad daylight, the boss of my family is just sent to others like this? You think he has a long life, don’t you? If this continues, whether he can live to 30 will be a problem!"

When Jiang Fan heard the nagging, he still had a smile on his lips, and he looked like you could say whatever you want and see me ignoring you, but as soon as the last sentence came out, he immediately turned his face, and his eyes turned fiercely. Yu Qing felt hairy all over.

"What are you looking at, you don't know about your own boss's body? If you don't take good care of it, you really think I'm joking with you?" Shen Yuqing's mouth was still tough, but her body quietly moved to Murong Ling's side.

"Have Dr. Shen finished his orders? Can I say a few words to Mr. Jiang Fan after he finished his orders?" Jiang Fan's eyes remained unchanged, and his tone was faintly threatening, as if he said that if you don't leave, I will be impolite.

Shen Yuqing moved to Murong Ling's side again, and said to Murong Ling: "I'm fine. You should pay attention to rest recently. The body that took care of it a while ago has been beaten back."

Murong Ling didn't say much about the undercurrent between the two of them, but politely said to Shen Yuqing: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After Shen Yuqing went out and closed the door, Jiang Fanyi got up and straightened the pillow behind Murong Ling so that he could lean on it more comfortably, then he held an apple cut into several pieces and said, "How about it? Is there any discomfort? Are you hungry? Would you like some apples? If you are tired, go to sleep for a while."

Murong Ling looked at him with a smile, and when he was waiting for an answer with sparkling eyes, he said helplessly, "I'm not hungry, I'm not thirsty, I don't eat apples, I'm not sleepy, you'd better sit down for a while." Will."

As soon as Jiang Fan put the apple back on the bedside table and sat upright, he returned to the chair and said, "Sir, there is something I think I need to report to you."

Murong Ling raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

As soon as Jiang Fan put away the previous indecency, he said with a dignified expression, "Did you know that Qian Shucheng went to Meng's house some time ago?"

"I know, Yunxi said it."

Jiang Fan thought for a while and then said: "Yesterday, when Qian Shucheng and I were sitting at the door of the operating room, he told me that Meng Yanzhao had given him a medicine."

The smile on Murong Ling's face froze there, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he clenched his hands unconsciously, but he said without any ups and downs in his voice, "Are you sure it was Meng Yuzhao who said it?"

Jiang Fan nodded and said, "Qian Shucheng said it himself."

Maybe it was too much movement that pulled his shoulders, Murong Ling frowned, subconsciously helped his left shoulder with his right hand.

"How is it? Be careful not to stretch the wound." Jiang Fan quickly got up and reached out to help.

Murong Ling waved his hand and said, "It's all right, what about others?"

As soon as Jiang Fan knew who Murong Ling was asking, he sat down and continued to speak: "Qian Shucheng is in the psychiatric clinic now. If you want me to tell you, that kid doesn't need to see a psychiatrist. I'll see him for the big things." The mental capacity is very strong.”

Murong Ling's pale face looked a little gloomy without any expression, and found that Jiang Fanyi was just complaining about Qian Shucheng, completely off topic, and reminded: "You continue to talk about Gu Yanzhao, what did Xiao Cheng say."

"He said that Gu Yanzhao mentioned ZS8301 to him. Is Gu Yanzhao crazy? Why do you feel like talking about everything?"

When Murong Ling heard this, he suddenly laughed: No wonder.

When Jiang Fan looked at him, he thought he had said something ridiculous, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out. Could it be that he called Gu Yanzhao such a funny sentence?

Murong Ling tilted his head back and said, "Did the people at the airport check the results?"

Jiang Fanyi: "I found out, it's funny, it's Jesse's."

Murong Ling laughed softly: "It's really funny, if this is a different group of people..."

If this group of people were changed, he might not be able to come back.

Jiang Fan bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry sir, it was my negligence."

"It's not your fault. Later, I will change Xiaocheng to a car with bulletproof glass."

Jiang Fan pulled the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly and said, "There is one more thing."

"Ah."

"When we went to deal with the scene yesterday, we only found four corpses, but according to the traces left by the scene, they should be at least 6 people. Later, our people found a bomb one kilometer away from your exchange of fire. It’s just that I don’t know if the bomb was bought with counterfeit and shoddy products, and it was obviously tampered with, maybe even if you really entered the ambush circle, you might not necessarily be killed, of course, this is just a possibility.” Jiang Fanyi briefly explained the current situation After all, nothing went wrong, and the follow-up matters were almost handled, so I picked and reported some suspicious points.

Murong Ling pondered for a moment, then said, "What do you think?"

Jiang Fan sneaked a glance at Murong Ling, and said cautiously, "Could it be..."

"I see."

After saying these few words, Murong Ling was really tired, and Jiang Fanyi also saw that he was a little tired, so he got up and said, "Go to sleep for a while."

"Ah."

Murong Ling didn't try to be brave, and lay back with Jiang Fanyi's help.

As soon as Jiang Fan drew the curtains, it was day and night in the room.After that, he walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up his mobile phone and lay down, not knowing what he was doing.

Murong Ling was originally not well, but just now his complexion improved a bit, and now he has gone through a moment of life and death, his whole body reveals exhaustion from top to bottom.As soon as the light in the room dimmed and the surroundings were very quiet, he soon fell asleep and fell asleep in a daze. Before falling asleep, his mind was still spinning rapidly, trying to string together a series of recent events. It started and stopped abruptly.

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It was already dark when Qian Shucheng came out of the psychological consultation room.Because of Murong Ling's words, Jiang Fan asked Chu Yunxi to bring back this famous psychiatrist who was said to be well-known at home and abroad from Japan, for fear of leaving some indelible scars in his heart.

Although he didn't feel traumatized at all, except for those few minutes at the end when he sat in the snow and hugged that person... he felt that he would never forget it in his life.However, since it was Murong Ling's good intentions, he still decided to be obedient, and this kick fell into a trap.He deeply suspected that Chu Yunxi was avenging his own personal revenge, so he deliberately found an old man who babbled endlessly to him and told him the truth all afternoon.

Is this a psychiatrist?He's about to be tortured out of mental illness, okay?

He scolded Chu Yunxi and Jiang Fan all over the place in his head, but he ran towards the VIP ward like the wind on his feet.

It's been so long, should I wake up?

When he was about to reach the ward, Qian Shucheng stopped suddenly, took a few deep breaths, calmed down his rapid heartbeat, and then slowly walked over to open the door of the ward, as gently as if he were opening a gift .

There was only one dim bedside lamp turned on in the room, but it was enough for him to see the whole room at a glance, especially the lonely bed placed on the south side. The hospital gave birth to a few warmth.

Qian Shucheng walked over slowly on his feet, stood at the head of the bed and looked at the person lying quietly on the bed. This person was still asleep, and his face was still pale, with good-looking eyebrows carved on his pale face. Like a real person, only the sound of even breathing hitting his heart one after another made him temporarily relieved.

The quilt around the neck slipped slightly, revealing the hospital gown and a little white gauze inside.He twisted the corner of the quilt and pulled it up, but he didn't want the person in front of him to open his eyes as soon as he touched the quilt.

Murong Ling woke up when Qian Shucheng walked to the door. He has always been a light sleeper, and he is habitually vigilant no matter where he is, but he knows the safety here, and he really doesn't really want to open his eyes. I played a trick once.

During this period of time, there were many people around him who were protecting him openly and secretly, so there were not many people who could enter this ward at will, and they happened to be trustworthy people.

It's just that the person who entered the ward really didn't have much eyesight. He clearly saw that he was sleeping and still stood by the bed. Just stand there, what are you doing with his quilt?

Murong Ling opened his eyes suddenly, and while startling the person who came, he was also stunned by those eyes shining like stars in the dim ward.

Qian Shucheng was so frightened by the sudden close look at each other that the quilt he was still holding fell directly to Murong Ling's chin, and the scene was awkward for a while.

"you……"

The thin lips that are close at hand can vaguely see a faint pink, which looks very delicious.Especially when Murong Ling opened his mouth, the Adam's apple on his fair neck moved slightly, Qian Shucheng swallowed subconsciously as he watched.

After he realized what he had done, unsurprisingly, the scene became even more embarrassing.

On the other hand, Murong Ling hadn't experienced any kind of strong wind and waves. After a moment of daze, he rubbed against the head of the bed, and slowly came out from directly under Qian Shucheng.

Such a cute action perfectly broke the subtlety between the two of them, and Qian Shucheng burst out laughing.He shook the head of the bed, then helped straighten the pillow behind Murong Ling, then sat down and said, "When did you wake up? Why isn't Jiang Fanyi here? Is there any discomfort?"

Murong Ling thought for a while, then picked one of the questions and said, "Fan Yi just went out for a while, how is your side?"

Knowing that he was asking about psychotherapy, Qian Shucheng shrugged and said, "Actually, I don't need psychotherapy, I'm not that fragile."

Murong Ling didn't argue with him too much on this issue, he just chatted about the daily life, and said, "Did you have dinner tonight? Fan Yi should have gone to buy dinner. You can call him and ask him to buy more."

Qian Shucheng bared his teeth and said with a grin, "Didn't all of you cook it at home and bring it here? You even bought it from outside?"

Murong Ling smiled and said, "Not at all."

Qian Shucheng let out an 'oh', and raised his hand to smooth out the quilt on one side of the bed.

Murong Ling just leaned quietly, his eyes kept on Qian Shucheng.

Qian Shucheng walked around the edge of the bed and then sat back down, staring at his fingers that were twirling rapidly with his head down, he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Murong Ling just looked at the young man in front of him, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.The carving knife of time has finally carved the once innocent child into what it is now, with familiarity mixed with strangeness.

After a while, Qian Shucheng raised his head, looked back without dodging his eyes, and said seriously: "I think we should have a frank and open talk."