Looking at the gauze that was almost all dyed red, Deng Jie, who was wearing a white coat, frowned, carefully removed it layer by layer, and then cleaned the blood stains with alcohol.

"Okay!" Deng Jie's tone was not very good, he really didn't care for himself at all.

Lin Zhan stepped forward, helped to take off half of the clothes, lifted them up, and looked at Deng Jie, "Why is this more serious for the Fan team?"

"It's okay!" the masked man got dressed and turned around.

"Fan, you happen to be in the shoulder blade position, the wound is already deep and poisonous, if you don't recover well, I'm afraid it will have an impact on your future actions. Although Deng Jie is very afraid of the Fan team, he is even more afraid that the Fan team will have sequelae in the future, "You can't drive now, especially in a snowy weather like today, and the road conditions are not good." As soon as you raise your arm, the wound will jump open, and it's winter again......"

Listening to Deng Jie's words, the masked man walked out of the room directly, Lin Zhan listened carefully, and said, "The fan team will be handed over to you, be sure to let him completely heal his injuries." ”

Deng Jie nodded bitterly, just leave the iceberg of the team to him, this is really a terrible task, hey...!

Lin Zhan walked into another room, ten people stood in two rows, listening to the masked man give the task: "That's it, I want the result in three days." ”

After speaking, the masked man glanced at Lin Zhan who was standing at the door, "It's been hard for the past few days, let's go and rest." ”

After the ten people left, Lin Zhan walked in and looked at him worriedly: "Fan team, your injury...", when he was on the mission, he was not with him, when he knew that he was injured, he had already pursued the suspect and went to another, but he didn't see anyone when he arrived here in the afternoon, and he didn't see his wound until he changed the dressing just now.

"It's okay!" the masked man replied nonchalantly.

"Leng Yu called me and said that it seemed to have been discovered. ”

"Withdraw, I'll go tomorrow. ”

"Yes, the ...... of your injuries in the Fan team" Lin Zhan was still not at ease.

The masked man didn't answer him and walked straight out.

"Honey, haven't you bought a ticket yet?" Ran Ruoye was drying her clothes when Rowling walked out of the room.

"Not yet, what's wrong, Sister Rowling!" Wakaba didn't stop what he was doing.

"Aren't you going back? ”

"I know! Anyway, it's no seat to grab or not, it's fine. Wakaba really didn't think about whether to go back or not, but naturally she wouldn't tell them so much detail.

"Okay! You win. Rowling watched Wakaba finish drying her clothes and pulled her to sit down on the sofa in the living room, "I'll be back tomorrow, maybe I won't come over after the New Year." ”

"Ahh

"It's nothing, I just don't want to run around anymore. "Rowling is very low, not as energetic as she used to be.

Ran Ruoye looked at her like this, and swallowed back the words that had not yet been spoken, "Is there a target?" and changed his words: "How old is it, just say such old words." ”

Rowling laughed a few times, patted Wakaba's hand again, and said with some seriousness: "Wakaba, if you fall in love with someone, you should be brave enough to love, regardless of the result, while you are young, love crazy once, don't let you regret it later." You are lucky that you love him and he loves you and blesses you. ”

Rowling's words were a little unsmooth, but Wakaba still understood, she stared at Rowling for a long time, and then nodded heavily: "Thank you, Sister Rowling......" I wanted to say something more but couldn't say anything, Rowling's mood was very low.

"Wakaba, you're young, but you're much more capable and sensible than a few of us. I think I thank you, and I hope I'll see you again in the future!"

Parting with sorrow is the most hurtful, and after a few months of getting along, Ruoye really likes the big sister in front of her.

After Rowling said it, Wakaba was also worried, this is the trouble of growing up, and he will continue to face parting.

"Okay, let's rest early!" Rowling stood up and squeezed out a smile: "I won't say goodbye to you for the train ticket tomorrow morning." Good night!" and flashed into the bedroom.

Wakaba looked at the closed door, stunned for a moment, picked up the basin on the ground and put it back in the bathroom.

After sorting out the work log, Wakaba took out the diary again, remembering the snowman in the afternoon, it was really ugly, she wrote here "poof" and laughed, I always felt that he was high up, but since the beginning of the relationship, he always follows himself in everything, and even helps her decorate the snowman, she holds the pen, supports her chin, and her face is full of happy smiles, sweetly reminiscing about the afternoon, suddenly, the red gauze appears, her hand shakes, she smiles, and bows her head again to write down her worries about him. Closing the diary, thinking about what had just happened, she always felt that Rowling had something to say, but she didn't want to say anything about privacy, and she didn't want to ask. With a sigh, she reopened her journal and wrote down Rowling's words.

Zuo Ziyi was lying on his side on the bed, the scenes of the afternoon came to mind, pouting and pursing his lips, his Ruoruo, he only thought that she was working hard before, but now that she gets along, it turns out that she also has childish times, so cute, even angry makes him feel pity.

I really picked up a treasure!

He picked up his mobile phone and edited: "My Ruoruo, good night!" As soon as he clicked send, a new message appeared in the message column: "Brother Yi, good night!"

When he saw the message, he immediately dialed the number, and a beautiful voice came from inside: "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is on the phone..."

Ruoye was about to put down his mobile phone, and received a new message, but before he could think about whether to dial or not, his finger had already clicked on the number, and then came from inside: "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is on the phone...... "Are you still calling so late?"

Zuo Ziyi cut off the phone, so late, it must be Yun'er's girl who is harassing him Ruoruo again. Put down the phone, and after half a minute, I picked up the phone again and edited: "Ruoruo, rest early." I'll pick you up from work tomorrow morning. Seeing that the sending was successful, I put the phone aside.

Wakaba looked at "My Ruoruo" and blushed again, and then received a new message, and after reading the content, she clicked on the number again and dialed again.

"Ruoruo!" came a low, hoarse voice.

Wakaba turned on the mobile phone, but he didn't expect it to ring as soon as it rang, and it was already connected, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but he just answered: "Hmm"

Ruoye's voice was already good, lying on the bed at the moment, a "um" with a lazy, Zuo Ziyi actually heard a trace of charm, and his eyes crossed the crystal clear and sometimes shy face, and the small and pretty red lips. His mouth was suddenly dry, and he felt a strange urge in his body.