Chapter 7: My Dying Bride (4)
"My old waist." Jin Ling touched his waist that had just been drugged, and limped to the parking lot with Dongfang Yu.
Dongfang Yu's face was as black as ink, he squinted at Jin Ling, snorted and walked in front, Jin Ling touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed.
Of course, Dongfang Yu did not call an ambulance, but drove her to the hospital, and what was examined was an acute lumbar sprain, and when the doctor gave her an external compression, her tears almost rushed out, and her subordinates couldn't help but choke Dongfang Yu's arm.
The two got into the car successively, until the car drove onto the highway Dongfang Yu did not say a word to Jin Ling, Jin Ling sat in the passenger seat and looked at Dongfang Yu, he was wearing a gray shirt, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong arms, one of his hands was still full of bruises and pinchmarks, and several places were broken.
"Well, do you want to go back to the hospital and take care of the wound on your arm?" Jin Ling asked in her heart, in fact, Dongfang Yu is still very good, when he was pinched by himself, he was not angry and let himself pinch him, a real man is also!
Dongfang Yu stared at the road ahead without squinting, and said, "I'll go to the CDC tomorrow to deal with it." ”
Jin Ling was puzzled, "What are you doing at the CDC?" ”
Dongfang Yu sneered and said, "Get the rabies vaccine!" ”
Jin Ling: "......, but the person who went to your sister is pretty good!" Goodbye, Father-in-law of the East!
After tossing all night, it was already three o'clock in the morning when I got home, Jin Ling almost fell asleep with a pillow, and when Dongfang Yu came out after treating the wound on his arm, Jin Ling was already lying on the bed and was about to drip out of his saliva.
Dongfang Yu whispered "idiot", sat down beside Jin Ling, stretched out his finger and lightly tapped her forehead, a faint white light flowed down his finger into Jin Ling's forehead, "So stupid, if it weren't for me, you would have been killed by yourself a long time ago." "In this world, I'm afraid that no one can be like me, I don't dislike Jin Ling stupidly, and he is very light.
Jin Ling heard others whispering in her ear in her dream, turned over impatiently, and muttered softly in her mouth.
Because she slept late last night, Jin Ling slept directly until ten o'clock before getting up, if she wasn't hungry and panicked, she could continue to sleep, get up at this time, of course, there was no breakfast, she went downstairs in simple short-sleeved jeans, and saw Uncle Sun absentmindedly wiping the handrail with a rag at the top of the stairs.
As soon as Uncle Sun saw Jin Ling, he hurried up to meet him, with a very loving and pitiful expression, "Madam, you have worked hard." ”
Jin Ling looked confused: "Huh? "What's she working on? Have you worked hard to eat?
"Madam, although our head of the family is not good, he is sincere to you, Madame." Uncle Sun was still a little excited when he said it.
Is it a pit of sincerity?
Seeing that Jin Ling didn't speak, Uncle Sun continued: "It's good that the husband and wife have something to say, but don't fight like last night." He thought they were promoting a relationship last night, but he didn't know that it was actually a fight.
"Huh?" Jin Ling was even more confused, did they fight last night? How did she not know?
"Madam, don't divorce the head of the family."
Jin Ling looked at Uncle Sun, who was still excited and blushing and thick, and agreed to come down, Uncle Sun, who got a satisfactory answer, took the rag and walked away, Jin Ling looked at his back, how about you ask if you have eaten!
The rules of the Dongfang family are very strict, and Jin Ling can only go out on a small battery to find food on a hungry stomach, and by the way, ask his boss about the basic information of all his clients.
When Jin Ling graduated from Law University, she didn't do any work as a lawyer, but was tricked by her current boss into doing private detective work.
The boss's surname is Qin, everyone calls him Boss Qin, Jin Ling pushed open the door of the office all the way unimpeded, and Boss Qin, who looked like a dog, was buried in sorting out the information on the work, and asked without raising his head after people came in: "What's the matter?" ”
"I want to know the basic information about Qu Feifei's client, and when she arrived home last night." Jin Ling gets straight to the point.
Boss Qin sorted out the information with his hand, raised his head and smiled: "It's an elf, why did you come by yourself this time?" ”
"Answer my question, Boss Qin!" Jin Ling didn't want to talk to him, she was still hungry herself.
Boss Qin pushed his glasses and said, "Take the file bag called Xie Lou in the third row of the cabinet yourself, as for when Qu Feifei went home, the client said that it was about six o'clock yesterday afternoon." ”
Jin Ling walked to the cabinet and rummaged through the file bag for a while, put him in the bag behind his back, and then asked casually: "Did you have any big news yesterday?" ”
'You didn't watch TV?' Venus' wedding photography shop is dead, but it's a pity that it was the first to go, otherwise it could make a lot of money. Boss Qin said regretfully, those are all money!
"Dead?" Jin Ling asked.
Boss Qin is a particularly gossipy talker, "The dead is said to be the shopkeeper's daughter, who killed it doesn't know, yesterday's news took up a large part of the page, by the way, elf, why do you talk so much today?" In the end, Boss Qin found that today's golden bell was different from usual.
Jin Ling pulled away and smiled: "Didn't I follow your boss's teachings to communicate well with the public?" ”
Boss Qin nodded, "Your boss, I didn't pour you chicken soup in vain." ”
"Then boss, I continued to follow up?"
"Stand down."
The smile on Jin Ling's face slowly collapsed after she left the office, the boss said that it was not Qu Feifei who died, but it was her who she saw yesterday, Jin Ling took out her mobile phone and looked at the photos, and found that these photos had changed from blurry to blank, what is it?