Divorced, still making trouble?

"……Depend on!"

Watching the person die in front of him, the people present stared at Tong Fei's fallen figure, all of them looked very ugly.

In the ward, there was a sudden smell of needles falling.

Xia Yin clenched his fists tightly, and let out a breath slowly from his chest and lungs. Since he has been a police officer for more than ten years, it is not that there are no suspects who have nowhere to commit suicide at the scene.

But this was the first time, at a distance of two steps, under the obstruction of four or five policemen including him, the suspect still killed someone and sent a bullet into his head.

This kind of shock, not to mention these subordinates, even he couldn't get over it for a while.

The atmosphere was stagnant for nearly half a minute, Xia Yin finally wiped away the blood splattered on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Keep the scene, go to someone, and call the technical detective and forensic doctor to come over to collect evidence and take pictures."

Someone jumped up, answered, and rushed out of the ward.

Xia Yin also pushed aside the crowd and came out.

Qiu Ye handed him a cigarette, Xia Yin turned his head to look at it, and took it.

Then he tapped Ji Mingzhe's position with his index finger and middle finger holding a cigarette.

Qiu Ye smiled, blocking his view of Ji Mingzhe.

Xia Yin snorted, and looked away when Qiu Ye was lighting his cigarette with the lighter, "If I lose my job, you have to bear half of the responsibility."

"Okay," Qiu Ye said with a smile, "If you lose your job, I'll give you the seat of Vice President Qiu."

It didn't take long for the technical investigators and forensic doctors to rush over to take pictures and samples of the scene, and all the policemen in the ward, Qiu Ye and Ji Mingzhe were taken to the police station for questioning.

After finishing the notes, they have nothing to do here, so Qiu Ye took out his mobile phone and wanted to book a hotel nearby, but Ji Mingzhe stopped him.

"Go to the hospital."

"I don't want to go," Qiu Ye turned around and hugged Ji Mingzhe outside the gate of the police station. He was still running a fever, and his hot breath sprayed on the ears of the man in his arms.

"We're not going," he whispered, "I don't want to."

Ji Mingzhe didn't speak, he was silent for a while, he stepped back, took Qiu Ye's cell phone and continued to search for the hotel.

After a while, he said, "The one closest to us takes 5 minutes to walk there."

"Then stop driving." Qiu Ye said.

They left the car at the police station, took only the medicine prescribed by the hospital for Qiu Ye, and followed the navigation to find a nearby hotel.

Neither of them spoke aloud during the journey.

From the moment he was in the police station until he came out of the police station, Qiu Ye had always been very relaxed. He didn't seem to be affected in any way. He defended Ji Mingzhe with a playful smile, actively cooperated with the police to take notes, and discussed the case with Xia Yin...

Until this moment, he suddenly became quiet.

When we arrived at the hotel, after the room was opened, Ji Mingzhe finally broke the silence, "Let me check the injury."

Qiu Ye hummed, took off his coat and shirt, and sat by the bed.

Ji Mingzhe washed his hands, and slowly unwrapped the gauze covering his wound.

"How many times a day do you change your medicine?"

"Once?" Qiu Ye thought for a while, "Or twice?"

Ji Mingzhe looked at him speechlessly.

Qiu Ye smiled embarrassedly, "Sorry, I didn't remember."

When Ji Mingzhe heard about it, he decided to take a look at the wound first. After being treated again at the hospital in C City, Qiu Ye's wound did not bleed anymore, but to this extent, it is appropriate to stay in the hospital.

But tonight, after Qiu Ye proposed that he didn't want to go to the hospital, Ji Mingzhe didn't insist.

"Did you know that Tong Fei would do that?" Qiu Ye looked up at Ji Mingzhe and said while changing the gauze.

When Tong Fei suddenly launched an attack, Ji Mingzhe was the only one standing there without moving.

Ji Mingzhe kept moving his hands, and said calmly, "I can probably guess it."

He has lived with Tong Fei for several years and knows each other's character.

Tong Fei is the only one who is willing to be domesticated since being brought by the teacher.

He Wenyuan called him a puppy, and he imitated the dog's habits to please He Wenyuan.

After being domesticated, Tong Fei thinks more and more that he is He's dog and He's favorite pet.

But at the same time, Tong Fei has not completely lost himself, he has all the emotions that a normal person should understand.

As a dog, it will only follow the orders of its master.

But he didn't, he would violate his master's order and make a deal with Ji Mingzhe in order to meet He Wenyuan.

He understood that He Wenyuan didn't want to lie in bed as a vegetable all his life, so he created an opportunity to help him escape.

At the same time, because he lost his master, as the puppy who loves his master the most, he has no way to live alone.

Qiu Ye heard that he blinked, "So when I wanted to follow you, you didn't object."

Because Ji Mingzhe knew that this would be his last time with He Wenyuan.

Ji Mingzhe hummed.

Qiu Ye stared at Ji Mingzhe for a while, then said softly, "Thank you, Brother Zhe."

For He Wenyuan, death was a relief.

Qiu Ye didn't expect Ji Mingzhe to let such a result go.

With He Wenyuan's injury to Ji Mingzhe, and the crime He Wenyuan has stained his hands, lying half dead forever like that may be able to solve everyone's hatred better.

"I'm for myself." Ji Mingzhe only replied calmly.

The enmity between him and He Wenyuan can only be resolved with the death of one of the parties.

Originally, it would have been easier to find someone to kill He Wenyuan directly, but those who cared about Ji Mingzhe didn't want his hands to be stained with human life.

And if He Wenyuan was killed, the case back then might never be resolved.

That's why everyone has drawn up such a long front, trying to send He Wenyuan to prison by legal and formal means.

However, fate was unpredictable, He Wenyuan was not able to be sent to the trial seat like Ji Haodong in the end.

He became a vegetable and lay on the bed, he couldn't feel how others hated him.

Better to let him die.

With He Wenyuan's death, Ji Mingzhe's grudge was let go.

He didn't want to hate a person for the rest of his life.

Hearing that Qiu Ye didn't speak, he just hugged Ji Mingzhe, he put his face on the stomach of the person in front of him, and after a while he said sullenly, "Actually, I still feel a little uncomfortable."

"I know." Ji Mingzhe said as he reached out and touched the stubble on the back of Qiu Ye's head. No matter how bad He Wenyuan was, Qiu Ye had accepted his kindness and been loved by him since he was a child.

But anyone who is not a cold-blooded person will feel uncomfortable seeing his relatives die.

but……

"I didn't bring a change of clothes, you're going to cry, wait until I take it off." Ji Mingzhe said.

Qiu Ye was stunned, and said, "I didn't want to cry."

Ji Mingzhe reached out, touched the corner of his eyes and said, "Isn't crying your trump card lately?"

"...Damn," Qiu Ye was happy, he looked up at Ji Mingzhe, "Are you coaxing me, or are you hurting me?"

There was a little smile in Ji Mingzhe's eyes, he rubbed the corners of Qiu Ye's red eyes with his fingertips, and asked, "Aren't you crying?"

"...Then I'll go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette," Qiu Ye jumped up and grabbed the cigarette case and lighter and said.

"Come over to take medicine later." Ji Mingzhe said.

Qiu Ye nodded and went to the balcony. Ji Mingzhe watched him light a cigarette, and then lay down on the guardrail.

He wanted to remind the wound to be careful, but his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound. He just quietly admired the sexy lines of Qiu Ye's waist and hips stretched out when he bent over for a while, and then took the kettle to boil hot water .

After about a cigarette, Qiu Ye walked over.

Ji Mingzhe looked at him with the cup, Qiu Ye's eyes were not red, so he probably wasn't crying.

"All right?"

"Well," Qiu Ye sighed, "The wind on the balcony is too strong, and the tears were blown away before they came out."