"It's not!"

The girl looked at the gentle-faced man in surprise and asked curiously, "Then who is he?" ”

Song Jiming put his big hand on the girl's red/swollen eyes, covering her eyes full of curiosity, and said in a slightly helpless voice: "You need to rest now, you shouldn't talk too much, go to sleep." ”

Know he's digressing.

How could Shu Yao do what he wanted.

The girl ignored his evasion and pulled down the big hand that covered her eyes.

The moment she touched the man's finger, she suddenly felt familiar.

This scene seemed to have been experienced before, but she couldn't remember when she had experienced it.

Song Jiming looked at the girl who suddenly quieted down, his expression was grim, and he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Shu Yao's eyes trembled and looked at the man who cared about her, and whispered, "I seem to be ......"

Before she finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she stopped speaking in time.

She looked at the calm and reserved man, his dark and intelligent eyes made people feel frightened.

At this moment, Shu Yao suddenly remembered many puzzles surrounding him.

Before she figured out those things, she didn't feel fit to tell him everything for the time being.

The girl's words were only half of what she said, and the hesitation in her eyes was too obvious.

Obviously defensive.

Song Jiming saw her change at a glance.

Shu Yao's distrust made Song Jiming feel cold.

A trace of shade flashed in the depths of his eyes, withdrew his hand, and said quietly: "You should be tired, rest for a while, the police will come over tomorrow morning to make a record." ”

"What about you? Are you going home? ”

The man poured a glass of water, soaked the girl's chapped lips/flaps with a cotton swab, and said softly, "I'm here with you, you can sleep." ”

"Where do you sleep?"

Song Jiming's legs and feet are inconvenient, no one takes care of him, and it is difficult for him to rest by himself, let alone sleep on the sofa.

He threw the bloodshot cotton swab into the trash, took out another one, and said as he dipped it in the water, "Naturally, there is a place for me to sleep." ”

I didn't eat or drink water for a few days and nights, my lips were already chapped and bleeding, and I felt sand pain just by dipping a little mineral water.

Fortunately, the gentleness of the man can make her distract from her heart.

In this way, the pain will also be reduced.

At night, she didn't know where Song Jiming slept.

All she knew was that when she woke up, it was already the next morning.

The sun was shining outside, the golden light was dazzling, and the ward was very depressing.

Because there were a few police officers in police uniforms and upright.

Shu Jiao moved his dry lips, blinked his big misty eyes, heard the man's slightly hoarse voice, and stared at him ignorantly for a while before coming back to his senses.

"I ......"

The mouth opened in an unusually hoarse voice, like the sound of a blade cutting through glass.

The girl was frightened by her own voice, she covered her neck and looked at Song Jiming in horror.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine." Song Jiming gently comforted the panicked girl and told her, "The doctor said that it was because of the lack of water in the past two days, coupled with emotional stress, and in a few days, it will be fine when the inflammation subsides." ”

Hearing him say this, the girl's nervousness relaxed.

She breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest with a scared expression.

"Scared the hell out of me."

"Drink some water."

Song Jiming rang the bell, then brought the poured water over, slowly fed her to drink, and the doctor arrived.

"Wake up, how are you feeling today?"

Director Dai looked at the scarred girl kindly and asked her how she felt.

Shu Yao glanced at the three police officers who had been observing her, and thought about how to answer appropriately.

Unexpectedly, before she spoke, Director Dai had already chosen the direction of her answer......

After Director Dai's hands were disinfected, he checked the girl's wounds, and her originally kind face suddenly became solemn.

His eyebrows were furrowed, and he said with a complicated expression: "The head injury is very serious, and there are no signs of healing from the wound now. ”

Song Jiming and Shu Yao heard the doctor's words, and the two glanced at each other.

Although I don't know for what purpose Director Dai helped them fake their injuries.

But it doesn't hurt the two.

The two looked at each other briefly, and they already knew how to control the direction in which they would find things next.

The man's delicate brows were tightly locked, and he looked at the scarred girl on the hospital bed worriedly, and suppressed his emotions and asked, "Why is it so serious?" ”

The girl then cooperated with him, showing a weak appearance.

Those originally bright and dazzling eyes lost their look.

The injured girl is fragile and seems to faint at any time, and her pitiful appearance is distressing.

Director Dai sighed before he began to explain.

The professional terms in the doctor's mouth are half understood and half confused, and they are summed up in one sentence.

Shu Yao's injuries are serious.

In view of the victim's current injuries, Director Dai, as the attending doctor, has the profession of treating diseases and saving people, and he only sternly gave the police 20 minutes to make a record.

From the time of the kidnapping to the time of the rescue, the four-day experience was recorded in only 20 minutes, which was obviously not enough.

They tried to buy time with Director Dai.

Although Director Dai has a very good attitude, he will not let go and give more time.

In the end, they had to ask Feng Guohua.

As a result, Feng Guohua asked them to cooperate with the doctor.

Helpless, they could only hurry up and make notes with Shu Yao under Song Jiming's sharp gaze.

"It's time."

Song Jiming glanced at his watch, and for one more second, he didn't give it to the three of them.

"Ming Shao ......"

"Officer Qu, it's enough, my wife's body hasn't recovered yet, and she needs to rest, please go back."

The tall, thin young police officer, with his police hat covering half of his face, could not see his eyes, and could not judge what kind of person he was.

Song Jiming's peaceful voice was unusually cold.

The little police officer who was staring at him seemed to know that he was wrong, and lowered his head to avoid the man's gaze.

Song Jiming's eyes flashed coldly, and he didn't investigate the identity of this person, but looked at the policeman next to him, and said indifferently: "It's not that I deliberately embarrass you, but I have to think about my wife's body, if something goes wrong, let Feng Guohua come to me." ”

The angry man, the icy momentum on his body makes people dare not look directly, let alone refute.

The three of them saw that the second young master Song, who had always been gentle and pure, and had an excellent temper, was angry, and immediately apologized, packed up his things, and left with the unwilling Officer Qu.

Song Jiming went to get the fruit on the table and said coldly: "Close the door." ”

Officer Qu, who was walking at the end, was stunned, and the knuckles of the doorknob were so hard that they turned white.

He turned around and closed the door, raised his head slightly, and looked at the man in the wheelchair in the ward viciously, and a strange smile rose at the corner of his mouth......

Song Jiming, you are dead.

The fruit knife refracted a dazzling white light in the sun, and Song Jiming seemed to inadvertently slightly side the blade, and the white light shot straight at the door.

The little officer subconsciously closed his eyes, and heard the man raise his voice and say, "Officer Qu, walk slowly." ”