I have a portable prison

After a lot of tossing, seeing Zhao Qiqiu closing his eyes on the infusion on the hospital bed, his body temperature seemed to have subsided a little, Sun Jianhang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the silent Minglou: "Then you take care of him here, we will take care of your business." Let’s talk tomorrow!” Said and strode out of the ward.

Working in the middle of the night is already the norm. This time, he ran around for two consecutive days and nights. Thinking that he might have a meeting tomorrow, Sun Jianhang just wanted to check everyone's situation quickly and sleep for another two hours before dawn.

Cui Siwen woke up, it was not a trivial matter, people were coming and going in the corridor, and the voices of whispering seemed to never stop.

"Chief!"

Passing through the flow of people, the voices of greetings are endless.

"Chief!"

"Sun Bureau!"

"Director Sun!" This is the police.

After greeting Sun Jianhang, he frowned and said, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb the patients." He pushed aside the ward beside him.

There is no one else in this ward, the warm yellow light is very dim, and the light from the corridor shines in. There are only two family members, one big and one small, surrounded by the children's hospital bed.

Sun Jianhang went in and closed the door, and carefully came to the hospital bed.Fu Xiaoling's three-year-old son, Zhong Xueqing, was lying on the hospital bed, and beside him was the same small figure, sitting on a high bench, with his upper body lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, with curly black hair scattered in his ears. side, almost covering the face.

Even in her sleep, the little girl was still holding Zhong Xueqing's hand. The two hands were fat and thin, forming a stark contrast.

It was already late at night, and how long it had been since the ceremony was over, Bai Xiaoxing was still sleeping on his stomach beside the bed.

Sun Jianhang looked at the adult next to the bed questioningly: "Why don't you take the child over there to sleep?" Several empty beds were arranged in the ward, so it wouldn't make their conditions so difficult.

Who knows that he just came in and didn't take a closer look. When he raised his eyes, the adult standing by the bed touched the dark camera in his hand, and said a little embarrassedly: "Seeing that she is sleeping so soundly, I don't want to disturb her. Let her sleep again." In a while."

Sun Jianhang: "???" Is it comfortable to sleep like this?

Still the boy sitting on the side spoke up: "Uncle Chief, Dad said my sister is too capable and cute, and I'm taking a photo of her as a souvenir and putting it on the homepage of the charity website at home."

Sun Jianhang: "..."

"Guangguang!" Bai Heyi became angry with embarrassment: "When did I say that I would put it on the website, and you, when are you going to sleep?"

Sun Jianhang's eyes fell on Bai Xiaoguang's face. The boy was eight or nine years old, and compared to his younger sister, he looked less delicate and more refined. He also spoke like an adult, and said calmly, "I want to accompany Xingxing."

Bai Heyi was helpless, and Sun Jianhang looked at him with suspicious eyes again, so he could only hug his daughter up quickly, put the quilt on the empty hospital bed, settle down and urge his son: "My sister is asleep, you should go to bed too!" .”

Bai Xiaoguang said goodnight to Sun Jianhang, climbed onto the hospital bed next to Bai Xiaoxing, and then said, "Father, when you take pictures, you should help my sister tidy up her hair. Now the pictures should be similar to female ghosts."

Bai Heyi: "..."

Sun Jianhang: "...then I...Mr. Bai, I'm leaving first. Zhong Xueqing is under the care of a nurse. The doctor will make a ward round tomorrow morning. Just draw the curtains on the bed and take a good rest."

Because the matter with their daughter hadn't been resolved, they couldn't leave yet, so Bai Heyi said some polite words and watched Sun Jianhang leave.

As a result, as soon as Sun Jianhang went out, the outside of the door was even more chaotic than before. As soon as he saw him, he leaned over: "Director! Xiao Wu just caught a female ghost, and it's in the last empty ward to the west."

"Female ghost?" Sun Jianhang was stunned: "What female ghost?"

These days, there are not many female ghosts who run into the Xinjian Bureau, and they can be regarded as heroes among ghosts.

"I'm asking!"

Not long after the result came out, someone informed Sun Jianhang immediately, but Sun Jianhang still doubted his ears: "Didn't it mean that Fu Xiaoling would go to reincarnation and not come back? How could he sneak out?"

The subordinate also scratched his head: "She is also confused and didn't make it clear. She should still be reluctant to part with her son. Chief, what should we do now? Arrange for a rescue?"

Someone nearby immediately stopped her, and said in a low voice: "She has been to the underworld after all, and now there are no mature results in several projects, it is better to keep her first. Besides, Fu Xiaoling came back for the child, and she is not a ghost. Wait until their mother and son meet?"

Sun Jianhang pondered for a moment: "Take Fu Xiaoling into the ghost card first, and arrange it in the meeting tomorrow." In fact, he intuitively felt that Fu Xiaoling's return to the present world might have something to do with Zhao Qiqiu, but now that Zhao Qiqiu is still unconscious, Fu Xiaoling It seemed like the best decision for Bell to take care of her.

Many people were shocked and happy that night. Everyone was in a hurry until the next morning, when Zhao Qiqiu was woken up by the ringing of the mobile phone.

His whole body was still limp and weak, and when he opened his eyes, he felt sour like a hangover.

And lying upright all night, his whole body was uncomfortable. Zhao Qiqiu touched his mobile phone sleepily, turned sideways and curled up his waist, and opened his eyes again. There happened to be a figure in front of him, and his slender big hand had found it for him. Phone, and press answer at the same time, put it next to Zhao Qiqiu's ear.

"..."

The wall in front of me looks familiar.

He hurriedly propped up his upper body, but there was already a voice from the other end of the phone. Looking at the needle in his hand again, Zhao Qiqiu paused, glanced at the expressionless Minglou, and slowly got up while feeding.

In addition to the mobile phone, there were also cold fingertips sticking to the pinna. Zhao Qiqiu felt a little uncomfortable, and clamped the mobile phone by his shoulder, indicating that Xianminglou could let go, and the other hand also went to pull out the needle.

Mingminglou obediently let go of the phone, but in the next second quickly pressed Zhao Qiqiu's restless hand, bent down and carefully tore off the medical tape on the back of Zhao Qiqiu's hand.

Looking at the top of Mingminglou's hair, Zhao Qiqiu choked and forgot what to say.Especially the slight sticking feeling on the back of the hand disappeared, the two fingers that were too big compared to the infusion needle nimbly pinched the needle handle, and the needle was slowly pulled out from the punctured part...

Zhao Qiqiu was startled, and the voice on the phone had already collapsed: "Why is there no signal in this Xinxin Bureau! Hey, hello, Qiqiu? The one in charge! Sigh... I said this phone should be replaced..."

"I heard."

"Hello?" The people over there breathed a sigh of relief, the signal would have disappeared again, and hurriedly said: "Come down quickly to pick me up, I don't have a pass, and the people downstairs won't let me go up, and even if I don't agree with you, I will curse at you. ..."

"Understood, you stay where you are."

Zhao Qiqiu began to explore the shoes beside the bed, and from the corner of the eye, the tape on his hand had been re-attached, and Mingminglou was hanging the infusion tube on the boom, with a calm expression, as if he was not in the ward, but a gardener playing with branches , also said:

"Let me go?"

"Need not."

"Do you have a pass?"

"..." Is it okay to pretend not to hear it?

Zhao Qiqiu thought for a while, and Sun Jianhang seemed to have brought him in the last few times. Just as he was about to ask for one, Mingminglou took out three or four work permits from his trouser pocket and put them beside the bed.

Zhao Qiqiu casually picked them up and looked at them one by one, but none of them belonged to Mingminglou himself.

"you……"

"It wasn't stolen," Xianminglou replied casually, as if he hadn't woken up: "Someone often leaves their work permits at the scene, and I'll get them for them when I see them."

"This person," Zhao Qiqiu pulled out one of the cards: "Last year, he died in land reclamation. He has changed his body, and the adaptation period has passed, so he probably won't be able to use it anymore." Isn't the plastic protective case filled with blood?Will I be arrested if I use it?

Mingminglou silently glanced at the passport. A few seconds later, he took all the cards from Zhao Qiqiu's hand and threw them into the trash can. He seemed to be afraid that Zhao Qiqiu would misunderstand, and explained: "Don't use it, maybe you can use it all. No."

"..." So where did you pick it up? !

Downstairs, Qian Guanmian has been waiting impatiently, and the weather is hot today, when Zhao Qiqiu saw him, Qian Guanmian felt weak, and asked, "Is there any Kuo Le?"

Zhao Qiqiu looked him up and down: "No wonder they won't let you in." This black short-sleeved black pants and flip flops, with hair growing to the frame of the glasses, not only looks like a social idler, but also doesn't have a pass, and doesn't hold one in his hand. Magical artifact or something, who let you in.

Qian Guanmian hummed twice, and knew that Zhao Qiqiu disliked him a little, so he wiped his sweat and said, "Oh, I got up late in the morning, I saw that I didn't have time, I didn't wash my face, I didn't brush my teeth, I just came out after swimming around gone."

Zhao Qiqiu looked at the rising sun outside, and sighed——

This morning, I feel extraordinarily difficult.