Fang Huai'an's movements were neat, and blood had oozed slightly from the place where the knife edge was against his throat.

Wang Zhao cherishes talents, he is indeed an excellent right-hand man.

It would be a pity if it was killed by mistake.

As long as he is a traitor, he will be exposed one day.

He trusts his own vision, and then he investigates it.

So, he hurriedly waved his hand: "Brother Feng, what is this doing!" When did I stop believing you! Put the knife down! Don't hurt yourself! ”

Fang Huai'an glanced at the scar and slowly put down the knife in his hand.

This person has obviously been sent into the bureau by himself, and suddenly appearing here almost ruined his good deeds.

Wang Zhao scolded Scar: "You just committed a crime, and you escaped from the bureau after killing the police." Since you have come to me, I will not hand you over for the sake of brotherly righteousness. But you'd better keep a low profile and don't get me in trouble! Don't hurt our brothers' peace either! ”

Scar's eyes narrowed, a glimmer of ferocity.

He knew that the matter had come to this, and Wang Zhao would no longer believe his words.

But he trusts his own judgment, Fang Huaian is definitely an undercover agent of the police.

"Okay, I'm tired, go back and rest first. Brother Feng, you find a place for Brother Scar to live first. You've suffered losses at Scar before, and this time it's even better! ”

Wang Zhao threw the mess to Fang Huai'an, and left with Huang Guoguo and a group of others in a dashing manner.

Scar glared at Fang Huai'an: "One day, I will find out the evidence that you are undercover." I'll let you die at my hands! ”

Fang Huaian looked at him contemptuously: "I'll wait for ......"

The two parted happily.

Time passed minute by minute, and Song Yiqing was going back and forth in the room.

It's been several hours, and Fang Huai'an is still missing.

Her heart became more and more anxious.

"Host, don't turn around anymore, my brain is dizzy."

"Aren't you a machine? How can there be a brain! ”

The system choked and shut up instantly.

"Otherwise, you can check with me to see if Fang Huai'an is okay!"

“……”

The system automatically pretended to be dead, and Ren Song Yiqing didn't react at all.

Song Yiqing was helpless about this, and could only hope that he would come back soon.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The knock finally rang at the door.

She couldn't wait to open the door.

The person in front of her was not Fang Huai'an, but the gentleman she named acupuncture.

"Mr. Fang, why are you here?"

Song Yiqing's first reaction when she saw him was that Fang Huai'an had an accident.

She automatically took two steps back and ushered the person into the room.

"My leg hurts so badly that I want you to get me a needle."

"Please come in, please come in!"

When Song Yiqing closed the door, she deliberately looked around, and there were no suspicious people.

The room was silent, and the man sat straight at the table waiting for her to sit down.

"Doctor Song, I came today for two reasons. First, thank you for your help today. Second, I want to ask, do you already know Feng Xiaodao's identity? ”

The other party spoke directly, without a single superfluous nonsense.

Song Yiqing couldn't help but appreciate, sure enough, she had the style of a soldier.

"It's just a matter of solving a few minions, it's a good thing. About his identity......"

She hesitated, just in time to be interrupted by the other party.

"Feng Xiaodao's identity is a gangster who grew up in the neighborhood next door. Dr. Song is a smart person, don't do bad things with good intentions. ”

Song Yiqing understood that the other party was here to remind her not to disturb Fang Huai'an.

Because of his appearance, it brought more doubts to Fang Huai'an.

Wang Zhao has begun to distrust him.

My own excessive concern for him has become a problem for him, not a help.

The best help for him right now is to be silent and do nothing.

Song Yiqing nodded: "I know what to do." ”

The other party was very satisfied with her transparency, and when she was about to say more, there was a knock on the door outside.

The two glanced at each other, and Song Yiqing took the initiative to open the door.

Jiang Qiuhua stood at the door with Fang Jinnian: "Jinnian said that he missed his mother, so he must come back to have a look." ”

Song Yiqing glanced back at the people in the room.

Jiang Qiuhua also looked in with his gaze.

An elderly man, not Fang Huai'an.

His heart suddenly reassured.

Fang Jinnian became lost, he hadn't seen Uncle Feng for several days.

He thought he would, but he wasn't......

Song Yiqing explained with a smile: "I have a guest here, but the treatment has ended. I just wanted to pick up Jinnian, and you sent him back! ”

She smiled and bowed at the people inside, who got up and left naturally.

took over her son, Song Yiqing did not stay with Jiang Qiuhua more.

She had a hunch that Fang Huai'an would definitely come.

Song Yiqing took care of Fang Jinnian to wash up and obediently coaxed him to bed.

It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

Just when she thought that Fang Huai'an would not come, footsteps sounded outside the house.

She put on her clothes and looked out the door warily.

Before he could knock, she opened.

Fang Huai'an smiled: "How do you know it's me?" ”

Song Yiqing sniffed the bloody gas on his body, he must have been injured again.

He said angrily: "If you don't sleep at night, you can come to the courtyard of me, a married woman, and climb the corner." Who else but you? ”

Fang Huai'an smiled and followed her footsteps into the door.

"I'm worried that you won't see my people's thoughts, so I'm in a hurry to come to you after I'm done with things over there. I didn't even go to the hospital! ”

At the end of his speech, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with the meaning of inviting merit.

Song Yiqing's face was cold, indifferent to his words.

He immediately noticed that she was not in the right mood: "Are you unhappy? ”

"Nope."

Fang Huai'an felt that she couldn't say anything weird, and the whole person became strange and alienated.

"I'm injured, Dr. Song, can you help me bandage it?"

Song Yiqing wanted to ignore it, but she was really worried about him, so she could only reluctantly step forward and pick up his clothes.

As she expected, blood oozed from the original wound.

The wound that can be healed in a week is tossed by him like this, and it will not be healed in half a month.

With a sense of blame on her face, her hands moved neatly, disinfected and bandaged, and she did it in one go.

Song Yiqing didn't say a word during the whole process.

Fang Huai'an looked for a few topics, but she didn't answer them coldly, losing the interest in speaking, and he also fell silent.

A strange atmosphere condensed in the air, and Fang Huai'an's face became darker and darker.

It's terrible for this woman to get angry!

Cold as ice, don't get close to the living!

Finally, the iron tongs in Song Yiqing's hand fell into the small box with a snap.

"Alright, the wounds have been treated, you can go."

Fang Huaian never expected that she would issue an eviction order as soon as she dealt with it.

Don't let him stay for a second!

There was a little loneliness in his eyes, and he had no choice but to get up and leave.