CHAPTER XXVIII
In the scorching summer sun, the abundant energy has finally come to an end, and it seems a little overwhelming in the morning and evening every day. Taking advantage of the comfortable temperature, Lin Bai worked overtime to finally deal with the mountain of work and return his life to the previous regularity.
Although she had been busy like this in the past, she had lost her previous mentality, because there had been a person in her life.
Yes, that's right. The word means that the person did not reappear after he left.
In the early morning, Lin Bai woke up leisurely. The thick curly eyelashes blinked a few times, and the black and white eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, and the black hair of ink-splashed silk was scattered on the pillow, which further set off the fairness of the skin.
After a long while, Lin Bai felt that the time was almost up, so he supported Qian's thin body and walked out of bed.
With the pair of pink slippers that she had been extremely disgusted with, she staggered to the bathroom. I turned on the faucet indiscriminately, picked up a handful of cold water and splashed it on my face, and instantly felt a lot more sober.
Lin Bai is a giant of action at work, but he is lazy and advanced in life, and he will not delay until the last time of work, and he will not go out of the door. For this reason, Xiu once came downstairs to her house and worked as a driver. It's just that in the end, when it turns out that everything is in vain, it doesn't work out.
Finally, when Lin Bai finished dressing and was about to go out, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the swan ornament on the wine shelf, and his subordinates moved.
It's been a month since the bird left, right? She is not good at and does not know how to take care of it, and the ornament that was originally intended to be returned has fallen dust on the ornament that was magically left behind.
Despite this, Lin Bai has no intention of taking the time to clean up, she believes that behind every person who is not good at tidying up, there will eventually be another person to make up for it.
With such a firm thought, Lin Bai quickly changed his shoes, turned around and walked out of the door.
"Yo! Good morning......"
Waiting early in the morning to greet Lin Bai's cultivation, before the friendly greeting was finished, he was interrupted by the voice of Lin Bai's mobile phone.
After Lin Bai smiled apologetically at him, he took out his mobile phone in a bit of urgency, and after seeing the caller ID, he was a little more disappointed.
Lin Bai: "Hey? β
"Xiaobai, go to the central hospital where you are!" The rapid speed of speech on the phone made Lin Bai realize that Wu Si, who had always been lazy, had such a time to be full of energy.
"What's going on?" Lin Bai asked, "You were finally chased?" Hit in the hospital? β
When the cultivator heard Lin Bai's words, he immediately cast a strange look, and protecting the country's key talents was one of his important tasks.
Wu Si: "It's not me, it's a pastoral song." β
The joke is in normal times, but now this moment of burning eyebrows, even a second late is a fatal thing.
"Pastoral?" Hearing this name, which had almost disappeared for a year, Lin Bai tensed every nerve nervously. "She's hurt?"
"It's not her!" I have been using the Internet to communicate with the outside world for many years, and the language function seems to have degenerated, and I don't know how to explain it for a while. "But it's worse than her injury."
The more Lin Bai listened, the more confused he became, what did this mean?
Wu Si seemed to have a knot in his tongue, and he talked for a long time, and finally got to the point: "The guardian of the pastoral song, Dongfang Yi, is him!" β
Dongfang Yi?!
Lin Bai suddenly realized that this was indeed a more serious problem than the injury of the pastoral song itself.
As a lieutenant general in the military region, Pastoral has been growing up with Dongfang Yi since he was rescued from the orphanage fire. Although Pastoral is now powerful and can almost be described as an iron wall, Dongfang Yi does have her weakness.
Lin Bai asked, "What's wrong with Dongfang Yi?" β
Lin Bai prayed in his heart that Dongfang Yi had better not have too many problems, and it was best to be able to hold back and wait for her to save her.
Otherwise, Lin Bai was also afraid that something would happen to Pastoral because of this.
"Heβ" When asked this question, Wu Si choked up, as if announcing the worst outcome: "Dongfang Yi is dead." β
An atomic bomb was thrown into Lin Bai's mind, and it exploded, and the blank brain asked mechanically, "How did he die?" β
Wu Si looked very tired and anxious and replied, "I don't know if I died from a drug. Xiaobai, hurry up and take a look. β
I thought for a moment and continued: "It's late, I'm afraid of her..."
The hero who rescued himself from the abyss of the sea of fire, excluded dissidents, and worked hard to raise his relatives. It can be said that Dongfang Yi is all the precious meaning and beauty of pastoral songs in life so far.
Now that everything has become a life-and-death parting, Lin Bai can imagine that the world of pastoral songs is rapidly collapsing.
After receiving the phone, Lin Bai turned around and walked briskly towards his car without saying a word. The cultivator who was left behind found for the first time that Lin Bai, who had always been in slow motion, also had times when there was wind under his feet. It's just a matter of who to treat, and obviously, he doesn't have this treatment.
It was too late to be jealous of Lin Bai's differential treatment, and he cultivated an arrow step to rush to the front, and the most important thing now was to ask Lin Bai what was going on.
"Where are you going?" The cultivator asked, "What happened?" You can tell me. β
Cultivation is not just to supervise Lin Bai every morning to see if he goes to work, in fact, another more important reason is that Lin Bai is a key talent of the country, and the task of cultivation is to protect her.
It's just that Lin Bai has always had a cold temperament, and he never came to provoke right and wrong, which saved a lot of heart for cultivation.
It's just that this time it seems to be different, so if you don't have a serious attitude in cultivation, you must ask the reason for it.
"Cultivation, I don't have time to joke with you, I'm in a hurry." The skin that appeared too fair because of the long-term indoor work and rarely saw the sun, at this time, because of the anxious mood, a thin layer of sweat, a palm-sized face, cheeks crimson clouds.
Lin Bai maintained the maximum patience for the cultivation that was blocking in front of him, what if he couldn't bear it? A doctor she can't pick on her shoulders or lift in her hands, even if she fights for her life, she can't beat her cultivation.
"Xiaobai, don't worry now, you have to make it clear to me first if there is anything, I have the obligation to protect your safety."
Lost the look of the previous hanger, a few strands of messy hair fluttered in the wind, and he cultivated a beautiful appearance, just like the protagonist in the comics.
Can you say that?
Of course you can't say! Lin Bai didn't deliberately conceal her cultivation, but the identity of the pastoral song was special, and confidential events were not allowed to be revealed at will, so she could only bite the bullet and not let go.
Lin Bai's firm and complicated eyes stared at the cultivation, and he didn't explain half of the meaning to the cultivation, but that look told the cultivation how serious she was.
Cultivation has known Lin Bai for more than three years, and her character, not to mention cultivation, is very well understood, and she also understands seven or eight points.
She is cold and enthusiastic, lazy and serious. There are a lot of things that I don't care about, but I don't care about them.
"Okay!" Cultivation doesn't think how cowardly his concession is, but if it is someone else, few people can be hard-hearted in this firm gaze.
Lin Bai suddenly brightened up, said "thank you," and quickly left, but the moment he passed by cultivation, he was pulled by his arm by cultivation.
looked at the cultivation with puzzled eyes, but saw that the face that was even more bewitching than a woman burst out with concern, and said, "Remember, you have something to call me." Don't hurt me by deducting the bonus. β
Lin Baiwan smiled and replied with one word: "Okay." β
Million-dollar sports car tires are polished on the ground, making a piercing and exciting sound, the smell of tire friction and burnt is really not very good, the car after setting the direction, a gust of wind generally whistling away, even a buffer start is directly omitted, directly into the state of hot racing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Xiu smacked his tongue, a little distressed about that sports car, without Lin Bai lending it to him, no matter how fast he was, he was not willing to run so uncherished!
Human beings are multifaceted creatures, and behind their weakness is the support of tenacity.
For his friend's worries, beyond all Lin Bai's current rational thinking, the car running at high speed resolutely chose to continue in front of the red light, and the journey that was originally thirty minutes was shortened to less than ten minutes.
Lin Baihuo appeared in the central hospital in a hurry, surprising a group of doctors and nurses, although this academician Lin was hanging in this hospital, he rarely appeared. What's more, it's as eager as it is now.
Seeing Lin Bai's serious expression, the staff couldn't help but make way for her everywhere they went, and no one would be without sight at this time. Even if it is curious, it can only be hidden in the heart, and no one dares to go up and ask. Even if it's the dean who is on patrol.
"Academician Lin, what's wrong?"
The dean, who had just been successfully ignored, whispered to the help around him, and now he could still feel the cold wind from Lin Bai's body.
"I don't know~"
The help is in his heart, and even the things that your dignified dean doesn't know, his little assistant can't even know.
The dean tilted his head and said to the helper: "Have we accepted any special patients in our hospital recently?" β
The assistant paused for half a minute, quickly skimming the information in his head, and then replied, "Nothing special." β
For the answer, the dean's face was even more puzzled.
Forget it, forget it, this outstanding top talent in the young generation, he has never seen anything in his medical career. Their world, let them think of themselves and toss! He can't manage it, and he can't manage it.
The dean glanced at the direction Lin Bai had left again, then shook his head and walked in the opposite direction.
The help is obviously wonderful, and I don't know what the dean's meaningful eyes just now mean. But he didn't think much about leaving behind the dean.
There is nothing he can do at the dean's level, what does he worry about, it is better to think about what he will cook for his wife at night.