"Hey, Yu Meng."

"Sister Qiao, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I just have a headache, buy some medicine."

"Sister.... Then pay attention to your body. I just pushed a corpse here, He Shu is here, I'll call you later." ”

"Hmm."

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Qianwen turned around and walked into a bar.

The night market bar after the curtain rises is a good place for people from all walks of life to get rid of their tired troubles during the day.

"Boss."

Familiar with the way, the boss prepared the wine she put here early. After a few cups, the lights in front of me are beautiful. She held her glass and shook it slightly, watching the crystal liquid slide down the walls of the glass and calm down.

Wine, one of the great joys of her life. Who would have known that the cold beauty who looked tall on the outside, Dr. Joe, was actually an alcohol-dependent patient.

The scenes that came to her mind this morning really underestimated the woman He Shu, and she was actually tricked by her.....

"Yo, beauty! Who are you waiting for here? Accompany me for a drink~"

His thoughts were interrupted by the voice of the male duck, and Qiao Qianwen frowned slightly.

On the empty seat beside her sat a pink-haired young man, surrounded by several tattooed men.

"Get out."

"Yo, it's very spicy, sir, I like wild cats the most." His restless hand climbed up to her waist like no one was around, "Brothers, they're not vegetarians!" This bar is opened by buddies, Boss Song, the big guy on this street, is my brother! I advise you to get acquainted...."

"Really?" She laughed suddenly, but hooked the pink-haired man's neck and pulled it, smiling like a flower.

"You like feral cats? Boy, aren't you afraid of being scratched in the face..."

As soon as the words fell, she waved her long arms, no one could see what she had just done, and the next second she only heard the pink-haired man's howl like killing a pig, and fell off her seat and slumped on the ground.

"Ah!! My hand.... Hand...!!! ”

Behind him was a group of tattooed men, who gasped with a delicate scalpel stuck in their hands.

"Stinky!" The strong man with the dragon tattoo waved the wine bottle on the cabinet and was about to smash it into Qiao Qian's head.

The wine bottle waved and fell from a height, only a fist away from her head, and all the eyes in the bar were on her at this moment, and some even protected their eyes slightly, expecting but some did not dare to look at the blood in the next second.

Just as the wine bottle was about to hit Qiao Qian's head, it was suddenly knocked down in the air, and the strong man's hand was firmly locked in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Qiao Qianwen, are you stupid?" The man's cold voice echoed in the silence of the bar.

It was a handsome man who spoke, the gray shirt matched his tall figure, and the tear mole under the corner of his right eye made his cold and handsome face slightly feminine. The surrounding women were in a state of mind for a while, and there was a burst of discussion.

"I saw you coming, so naturally I don't have to hide." The corners of Qiao Qian's mouth smiled slightly.

Song Qingchen looked at the woman in front of him, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his cold eyes.

"You guys, dare to make trouble in our Boss Song's territory, don't you want to die!" Song Qingchen's younger brother Zhang Lin arrived, and immediately surrounded the group of panicked tattooed men with all strong men in black suits.

The tattooed man got up from the ground, saw that the back of the man in front of him was stiff, and pushed up the smiling face in a trembling way.

"Song... Boss Song, why do you have time to come to the bar today...."

As long as it is a person on this street, who doesn't know Song Qingchen, the entire black street belongs to his family! Besides, his Song family is quite prestigious in the black and white business world.

"Song Qingchen, I have to say that you came slowly enough."

Seeing Qiao Qian's arm hanging on Song Qingchen's shoulder, the faces of those tattooed strong men turned white, and they realized that they had just provoked something terrible.

She pointed at the group of people in front of her and hooked the corners of her mouth: "They want to sleep with me, and they say that they know you, you must be responsible for this matter." ”

"....." Song Qingchen's face darkened, and he swept over the crowd in front of him: "Who borrowed your courage?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Lin trembled.

"It's us who damn it!! If you have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, you don't remember the villain, let us go! A few strong men pulled up the pink-haired man who was howling and said sorry again and again, and almost knelt down.

Zhang Lin said impatiently to a few people: "Why don't you tell Miss Qiao soon?" ”

Song Qingchen doesn't talk much on weekdays, but Zhang Lin can know what his boss wants at a glance.

"No need." Qiao Qianwen waved her hand impatiently, "Let them go." ”

"Get out, get out!"

"Your injury, our Boss Song will come out for Miss Qiao." Zhang Lin naturally caught a glimpse of the bloody scalpel inserted in the pink-haired man's hand. Song Qingchen never speaks about things on weekdays, and Zhang Lin is naturally very clear.

"Don't cause trouble in the future." This group of people actually wanted to sleep with Qiao Qian's wife, it was really fatal... Zhang Lin suddenly felt a little sympathetic to them. In his eyes, Qiao Qianwen is an even more terrifying existence than Song Qingchen.

"No, no, small injuries, small injuries, I don't dare to bother you. People like us don't dare to go to the hospital to see a doctor..."To put it bluntly, how dare they let Song Qingchen pay.

"This injury is not small," at this time, the "evil" woman looked down at her watch again, and said with a smile, "I inserted a major artery, and you still have it... Half an hour. ”

"Ah!!! What are you guys doing! Carry me to the hospital!! ”

A group of people fled like a raging wind.

"Whew...."Zhang Lin sighed helplessly.

"You go outside and wait." As soon as Song Qingchen ordered, Zhang Lin immediately left with a group of people.

Song Qingchen turned to sit on the vacant seat beside Qiao Qian's wife. Looking at the woman's drunken and hazy appearance, he frowned. On weekdays, this woman is still very moderate, how can she drink so much today.

"Forensic Doctor Qiao, shouldn't you stay in the forensic doctor's room at this time? How do you have time to come here for a drink? ”

"Headache." Qiao Qianwen picked up the wine glass and poured it up.

"Drinking alcohol cures headaches, and you, the forensic doctor, can prescribe this kind of strange prescription." Song Qingchen has always listened to all directions, and when he saw her frosty face, he knew seven or eight points in his heart.

"I heard that you were put on leave by the bureau?" Song Qingchen swallowed a sip of cold wine, "Resigned?" ”

"Transferring to a copywriting room after a vacation is no different from being resigned." Qiao Qianwen replied coldly.

"Do you need me to help you..."

"No, I don't." Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Qianwen raised her voice a little angrily, squinted her eyes and sneered, "Speaking of which, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Me?" Song Qingchen was puzzled.

"Your ex-fiancée, Miss He Shu, sent a medical report to the director this morning, which is about my alcohol dependence tendencies."

"What did she do?" Song Qingchen darkened his eyes and said, "Then it has nothing to do with me." ”

Qiao Qianwen looked at the man with a smile.

"Song Dashao, isn't it because you are sorry for her that she poured her anger on me?"

"What's more, only you know this secret. Didn't you tell her that there were ghosts? ”

"Also, she actually misunderstood me and you? Why don't you explain to her clearly, the two of us grew up together like brothers, and the two of us are innocent? ”

Song Qingchen listened to her finish speaking as if she was venting, and only then did he follow at the end.

"Do you think she'll believe it?"

“.....”

Glass after glass of wine fell into her mouth and stimulated her taste buds, and she could only escape the coldness of reality a little at this moment. She couldn't afford to lose her job, and alcohol dependence was a stain on her, and nowhere would she be a forensic doctor again.

But she didn't find out anything, she didn't understand anything..... It looks like she won't get better for a lifetime with a headache.

The last glass of wine flows down the esophagus into the stomach. Qiao Qianwen finally put down her wine glass.

“..... Song Qingchen..... Let's go, I'm going back to the medical examiner's office." ”

"Back to the medical examiner's office?" Song Qingchen looked down at his phone helplessly, only to find that it was almost two o'clock in the morning. He carefully pulled her out of his seat and stuffed her into the car when he got out of the bar.

"Boss, where are we going?" Zhang Lin in the driver's seat asked carefully.

"Send her back." In the back seat, Song Qingchen withdrew his seat.

"Can you drive slowly, disgusting....." Qiao Qianwen muttered unconsciously.

"Quick, open the window!" Song Qingchen's heart tightened, and he took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose in a panic, and moved a lot towards the car door.

"Good!" Zhang Lin hurriedly lowered all the windows and opened the sunroof to directly let the cool breeze at night fill the entire trunk. Song Qingchen has a serious cleanliness habit, and the last time Qiao Qianwen vomited, he directly asked him to throw away the sports car.

"Wait until it's time, just drop her down and leave."

“.... Be. Zhang Lin broke out in a cold sweat, but he was also used to it, and this kind of plastic often had a little affection between the boss and Miss Qiao.

In the dark, a fast-moving black coupe stopped at the door of Qiao Qian's house, threw down an unknown object and flew away.

Qiao Qianwen staggered to her feet, and shook her hand behind her before turning around and entering the courtyard.

"Where's the key.... Key...."

The cool breeze whipped on her face, so she couldn't find the key. In a trance, she felt someone behind her pass her.

"You.... Who are you? Qiao Qian's aunt was so dizzy that she couldn't see the person holding her clearly.

“...... How much did you really drink. ”

"Me? ....." she pointed to herself, and before she could say anything, she tilted her head and fell asleep.