They couldn't see clearly what was going on with the patients in the ward.

But Cheng Sir has really been guarding it.

If it were someone else, they could still be said to be serious and responsible good policemen, but it was Cheng Sir's turn.

This thing is very strange in itself.

Cheng Sir's concept of time is outrageously accurate, and every minute and second of his life is calculated only for himself.

Looking at Lin An'an's decision today, it was a temporary idea, and there was no time to leave for the first time, and it was even more unprecedented that he had not left until now.

Hang their men in the police station for a long time, and no one has appeared.

But when they really got here, no one dared to go in and call Cheng Sir out.

It's said that they are busy with work, but no, their team is quite special, and most of the cases are not their turn.

And the recent period has been relatively leisurely.

Let alone...... What if Cheng Sir really has an abnormality in the program and begins to 'spring heart sprout'?

In fact, the men in the ward knew the scene outside the ward very clearly, but he had no intention of going out.

He pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed, letting the minutes tick by.

His black eyes were staring only at the woman on the hospital bed.

He was going to wait for her to wake up.

At night, the window has been covered by night, and the light of the stars, guided by the moonlight, quietly slides into the window.

The woman's closed eyes moved slightly, and her lips opened a little.

She's about to wake up.

Cheng Xiuyi, who was already sitting straight, straightened up, and stared at her tightly without a sound.

When Lin Anan woke up, he saw such a scene.

Cheng Xiuyi sat next to her, looking at her motionlessly.

If it was usual, when she encountered such a strange scene, she would definitely scream at the first time.

But after a blank in her mind, for a brief moment, she remembered what had happened not long ago.

Cheng Xiuyi clearly watched her eyes change from misty to awake after waking up.

And looking at him, the eyes gradually became hateful.

Sure enough, she remembered.

Although I don't know what went wrong, Lin Anan is not sure what happened in the downtown square a few hours ago.

I remember them all.

Everyone but her, including all of his subordinates and senior police officers who had been through it with him, had almost lost their memories of the mob incident to 'time'.

Only Lin An'an.

The two looked at each other like this, and neither of them spoke.

It seems that as long as anyone says that first, the silence under this illusion will be broken in an instant.

And that's exactly what happened.

Lin An'an moved his lips, his hands propped up and wanted to sit up, but he immediately felt pain in his lower back.

Although it is no longer the heart-piercing pain when she was injured, it is still unbearable torture for her.

But this time, she didn't care, gritted her teeth and leaned against the head of the bed, and waved away the pillow that Cheng Xiuyi wanted to hand over to her and put her behind.

"Cheng Sir, what about him?"

"Who?"

"You know who I'm asking!"

"Lin An'an, you can't be so excited."

"I don't need you to say these useless things, I'll just ask you, didn't you say that you would bring him back well, why is he still dead?!"

"I'm sorry."

Cheng Xiuyi was silent for a long time, and actually said these four words.

And his answer is undoubtedly another affirmation of Lin Anan's question.