Not to mention that Harry accidentally heard a name starting with My, but Lestrade was extremely surprised when he looked at the big Sherlock Holmes who came with a beam of light, as if it had not been much time since he finished the call, and the man was already standing in front of him.

He put down his phone and called out the man's name, "Mycroft Holmes...... Mr? ”

Mycroft walked up with his trademark little black umbrella in his hand, nodded to Lestrade with a smile on his face, and then held out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Inspector." ”

If it weren't for the speed with which Mycroft walked and the slight frown that betrayed him, Lestrade would have thought that this man didn't care about his younger brother at all.

Was Mycroft worried about Sherlock?

Of course, this is taken for granted, Sherlock is his only younger brother, although he has been hit with words since he was a child, but Mycroft still loves him very much in his heart, but this love is difficult to say, whoever calls the Sherlock Holmes family is an awkward person. When he heard Lestrade say that Sherlock was rescuing, the man, who was already about to represent the British government, only felt that his eyes were dark, and he suddenly stood up and even dropped his mobile phone on the ground. By the time he was relieved, his exclusive car had already begun to "fly low".

He made it as fast as he could to Sherlock's hospital, and the time on the road finally calmed him down, at least he could smile politely and exchange pleasantries with Inspector Lestrade.

Mycroft was very grateful to Lestrade, if it weren't for him, Sherlock's life might not have been there, and the damn bear kid knew he was spying on him since he talked to him on the phone yesterday, so he took all the cameras off and said that he would never need Mycroft's help.

Originally, he was preparing to press it for the past few days, but before he could make any moves, something happened to Sherlock.

Even Mycroft is a little scared now.

"Sherlock was still inside, and the doctor said it was fine."

Lestrade didn't know how to persuade the man, he could only say that Sherlock would be okay as a comfort.

McCroft nodded, "Thank you so much, Mr. Inspector. If it weren't for you, Sherlock would ......"

He was worried, and Lestrade could sense Mycroft's affection, probably because there were too many bear children around him, and he was unusually sensitive to some subtle feelings. He could see that although Mycroft had a smile on his face and spoke lightly, he was full of worry and annoyance about Sherlock in the emergency room, and Lestrade guessed that the man was probably annoyed by his mistake.

McCroft's eyes were firmly fixed on the emergency room not far away, he clenched the small black umbrella, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

Lestrade looked at him and sighed, he could understand Mycroft's mood, if it was one of his own bear children inside, he would be like an ant on a hot pan, so Lestrade grabbed Mycroft's wrist, and Mycroft stared at him with wide eyes as if asking what this meant.

Lestrade dragged Mycroft all the way to the seat and pressed the man down, "You're too nervous, relax, you'll be fine, Sherlock is a little bastard!" ”

The warmth of the man's palm passed to him through his clothes, and the heat was like a furnace, just like this zealous and righteous man.

McCroft took a deep breath and took Lestrade's hand with his backhand, and said with a smile, "I owe you, Mr. Inspector." ”

Lestrade shrugged, he didn't care about his hand, it seemed to him that McCroft was in need of a support now, how could he recklessly pull his hand back. Sitting next to Mycroft, their hands still clasped together in a different position, Lestrade also smiled and quipped, "In that case, then Mr. McCroft will use the doughnut before as compensation." ”

"Willing to help."

In fact, Reestrade just said it casually, who knew that the man in the three-piece suit was taken seriously, and McCroft looked at Reistrid's side face a little distracted.

Just as Mycroft was about to open his mouth to say something, the doctor in the emergency room came out, and the two of them hurriedly stood up and looked at the doctor who came over and asked, "Doctor, how is Sherlock?" ”

The doctor took off his mask, he had seen many patients' family members so he knew what they wanted to hear most now, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The patient has calmed down, although the patient's intake is large, but fortunately, the first aid is very timely, most of the drugs he inhaled have been spit out, so it has not caused much impact, the patient will come out immediately as long as he is under observation for a few days and can be discharged." ”

Lestrade and Mycroft breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the doctor glanced at the hands they were clasping, nodded understandingly, and left.

Britain is a very open country, and they are very receptive to many things, as if there is nothing wrong with two men "falling in love" in their eyes, and these two men seem to be unexpectedly compatible.

Mycroft looked down the doctor's eyes and saw that he hadn't let go of his hand because he was too nervous, so he embarrassed to let go of Lestrade, "It's rude." ”

Lestrade scratched his head with the hands they had just shaken, it didn't seem to him to be anything, anyway, he was a heterosexual, wasn't he?

Soon Sherlock was pushed out, he was still in a coma, his face was quite bad, pale as the sheets under him, and Mycroft's brow furrowed again when he looked at his little brother, and he stood still and did not dare to move forward. Sherlock will always be a lively one in his memory, with the ability to kill people, even if he has just been born, he is a very energetic baby, but it is the first time that Mycroft has seen him as weak as this.

"Sherlock ......"

He called out his brother's name.

Reestrade saw that Mycroft was stunned and shook his head and slapped him on the back, his face was wearing a sunny smile, which met McCroft's eyes, and his voice came from his ears, "Cheer up, you see Sherlock is fine." ”

"Inspector ......"

"Relax, no problem."

Mycroft clenched his fists, and Lestrade supported him like a pillar, and he nodded slowly and followed him step by step towards Sherlock's hospital room.

"Now I owe him, Greg Lestrade is an unusual man......"

Mycroft looked at the silver-haired man next to him and thought like this, he lowered his head and smiled, it seemed that his interpretation of Lestrade was not complete, at least...... The man gave too much surprise.