Chapter 882 Can You Take a Handle?

Mo Yiming noticed that I was standing at the door, glanced back at me, and continued the movement in his hand: "Let's rest for a while, it's almost dawn." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmm. I replied lightly, sat on a chair next to me and watched him quietly, not sleepy at all.

After a while, I saw him walk into the bathroom with a basin of water, and came out again to cover the quilt for Doudou, taking care of him more carefully than I did.

"Mo Yiming~" I tried to keep the volume down as much as possible and not to make noise to others: "I want to go back to work in the bureau." ”

I thought about this for a long time, and I did what I thought of in my old nature. But now it's different, there are too many things to consider, and I try to discuss with Mo Yiming before making any decisions.

Mo Yiming sat on the edge of the bed, holding his chin with one hand and looking at the pocket on the bed, without looking up at me, and asked lightly, "Why?"

If he was told the truth, Mo Yiming would definitely not agree, because it was too risky. But I have to go back and return to the bureau to have a chance to investigate Lin Jiayu, even if the corpse is not him, it may be someone in the bureau.

In any case, the corpse has nothing to do with the bureau.

I smiled and leaned back in my chair slightly: "It's nothing, it's just boring." Now I am in interest classes on Mondays and Fridays, and I am bored at home. ”

"Would you like to go back?" Mo Yiming looked up at me.

I nodded and didn't speak.

"Hmm. Mo Yiming replied lightly, did he acquiesce?

I was relieved to have Mo Yi by my side, leaning on the stool and not knowing when I fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, I found myself lying next to Doudou, the single bed was very crowded, I was afraid of squeezing until the child sat up slowly on the edge of the bed, and took out my mobile phone to see that it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning.

Doudou hadn't woken up yet, Miao Ying'er was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, Mo Yiming and Si Hao didn't know where they went, and they weren't in the ward.

I slowly got out of bed and put on my shoes.

Miao Ying'er heard the sound and looked back at me: "Are you okay......?

"It's fine. I smiled, stretched and asked, "What about Mo Yiming?"

"I'm out to buy food. Miao Ying'er stood up, took an orange and handed it to me: "Eat a fruit mat first." ”

"Hmm!" I took the fruit she handed over, and when I got closer, I found that the black lines on her face had completely disappeared, and the wound on her forehead was almost healed: "The doctor I introduced to you last time is very good, and the wound is recovering well." ”

Miao Ying'er raised her hand and touched her forehead, looking in a good mood: "Well, yes! I thought it wouldn't get better, but I didn't expect it to be all gone in a few days, and I was a little surprised." ”

"What are you talking about?" Si Hao walked in with a few bowls of porridge, Mo Yiming put one hand in his trouser pocket, and followed Si Hao leisurely like an uncle, taking nothing in his hand.

However, Si Hao looked a little pitiful, three bowls of porridge and side dishes, and he couldn't hold it with his two hands.

I pulled the corners of my mouth, and quickly took the porridge in Si Hao's hand, almost knocking it over.

looked up and glanced at Mo Yiming: "You can't help?"

Si Hao pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly and did not speak. He handed it to Miao Ying'er with a glance of porridge and stepped aside.

Mo Yiming pursed his lips and did not speak. Walked to the edge of the bed and looked at Doudou, and sat down on the stool next to him.

After breakfast, he hurriedly packed up the things in the ward, and said to Mo Yiming: "I'll go to the bureau, and I'll trouble you if I go around." ”