when the moon whispers

Chapter 133 Girl-Private Vengeance

case three girls
43Private feud
The outpatient clinic hours of Sheng'an Central Hospital have been closed until [-] p.m. for many years. The main entrance of the lobby of the main building is closed for a period of time from time to time, and the energy consumption is until midnight at the latest, even after the power is locked and shut down. A side door of the corridor leading to the emergency room is often left open to allow the family members of patients who are waiting for results and temporary placement to take a break from the cold.

Shao Jie followed the dim light of the bathroom on the first floor of the outpatient clinic and walked slowly to the sink. He carefully scrubbed off the sticky blood on the back of his hands and palms that almost penetrated into his skin. He shook the water droplets expressionlessly and walked out the door, holding up Holding wet hands, he casually sat on a radiator by the corridor window.

He vaguely felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. He took it out and glanced at the messages, then raised his eyelids to confirm the time.

It was almost half past midnight. Jiang Mo, who was "escorted" by his family back to the ward to rest, heard about his whereabouts from someone unknown and asked Shao Jie if he was still in the hospital.

Shao Jie laughed muffledly and was not in a hurry to reply.

He lowered his head and picked at the small trace of blood that had condensed on the corner of his coat but had not had time to clean up. He hesitated whether to step forward and give Officer Jiang a solid support when he was frustrated and depressed, or to put the blood on the corner of his coat that had been soaked in the rain. Xue's aggrieved and timid canine image is carried out to the end, with ulterior motives, leaving a hesitant word of comfort on the rare opportunity for her to get together with her family.

Shao Jie drooped his head and scratched the tip of his nose, and was about to pick up the phone in a serious manner——

At this moment, a middle-aged figure in a white coat walked swiftly through the corridor connected to the emergency room. He strode straight to the bathroom of the outpatient clinic, almost plunging into the light and shadow of the spotlight at the door. Inside, he suddenly turned around and looked at Shao Jie intently. There were dark red blood stains on his dark coat that had obviously not been wiped clean.

"... On the clothes... I accidentally touched it when I was taking Officer Jiang to the ambulance." Shao Jie was really stared at by him like a ray of light on his back. He lowered his gaze and was silent for a while, and despite Shao Weian's deliberate words, he kept silent. The person didn't take the initiative to pay attention, but he lowered his posture first, and the thumb holding the phone unconsciously rubbed the puzzle slider on the back of the phone case, "clicking" to cover up his calmness. It was almost impossible to hear the irritability in his voice: "The emergency room seems to be very busy today. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first -"

"The place where you work this time is not too far away." Shao Weian always kept a straight face, and his habitually frowning eyebrows relaxed a little inconspicuously when he learned that Shao Jie was healthy, and he didn't pay much attention to Shao Jie. Jie was prevaricating and interrupted: "It's not long before the Spring Festival. Can I go home to celebrate the New Year this year?"

Shao Jie was stunned at first, not quite mentally prepared to exchange trivial arrangements with his biological father who had saved lives and healed the wounded for half his life but never cared about his life or death. He cleared his throat, hesitated for a long time, and spoke vaguely without saying too much. Clarity: "There will be a game before the Chinese New Year. Let's look at the training situation in the new season. It is estimated that the time may be..."

Shao Jie said these words with uncertainty. He secretly raised his eyelids and glanced at Shao Weian, looking at his expression that was obviously dissatisfied with Shao Jie's gruff and vague tone. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

It was rare for Shao Weian to stop shouting without stern words. He just blew out a long and heavy breath from his nostrils, let out a "tsk", and tried his best to maintain a calm state.He raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to suppress Shao Jie, who had obviously jumped higher than his shoulder. But before his arm fell, he heard a long series of sirens and ambulances hurriedly floating outside the corridor door that had been silent for a while. The movement of the car came in.The head nurse held up her cell phone, along with the announcement at the nurse station, and slammed it in front of Shao Weian. She was so anxious that she didn't have time to distract herself and glanced at Shao Jie. She grabbed the unmoving Director Shao's white coat and walked over. Pulling him in the direction of the emergency room, he spoke in a deliberately low but useless voice into Shao Jie's ears: "The suspect brought over by the police probably had too much stock in hand and was afraid of being found guilty of overdose. He swallowed a whole According to the reference provided by the police, the amount of methamphetamine in the package is relatively large. If the plastic bag is broken into the digestive tract, it will be dead. The police said that it is an important witness and let us try our best to preserve it..."

After watching Shao Weian's back disappear from sight without looking back, Shao Jie slowly sat down on the seat in the rest area overlooking the direction of the emergency room and sighed softly and repressedly.

He hunched his upper body and raked his head twice, turned on the phone screen again, looked at the draft lying in the dialog box in silence, and then deleted it word by word. His thoughts were confused and he repeatedly turned off the screen, unlocked it, and clicked on Jiang Mo's avatar. After watching the action for a long time, he simply turned off the phone and put it in his pocket. Half of his face almost shrank into his collar, and he closed his eyes silently, as if he hoped that he could put aside all unnecessary hopes or prayers and completely Submerged into the darkness behind him.Just when he was almost facing the light and falling into darkness, a pair of hands broke through the silence, darkness, dampness and cold...

A slap hit the back of Shao Jie's groggy and depressed head.

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold if you sleep here?" Jiang Mo gathered a handful of police coat that couldn't hang on his shoulders, but was startled by Shao Jie who suddenly jumped up with a smile and sulky eyes. Yuan walked around to the stool and sat down. He raised his hand and flicked the candy wrapper rolled into a ball into the middle of Shao Jie's forehead: "I was shocked. Are you haunted?"

"...I don't know which one of us is haunted..."

Shao Jie covered his little heart that was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat. He groaned twice and sat down next to Jiang Mo with a clear purpose. "You haven't rested at this late hour? Why are you coming here from the outpatient clinic?"

"I was right next to the triage table in the main hall when you met Director Shao." Jiang Mo didn't expose the little kid's little thoughts and took out the money that Zhou Nanyi had hidden in his pocket. He divided the jelly candy into two pieces and handed them to Shao Jie: "I originally wanted to check if you were still in the hospital, but I was bumped into by Yu Luo on the way. After running away, I walked around from the second floor to this side."

Shao Jie stopped biting the jelly wrapper and blinked blankly: "Then... you... just..."

"Yeah. I was right behind you when you deleted the message."

Jiang Mo looked at Shao Jie amusingly, and was very happy to see him scratching his brows in a dignified manner: "What do you mean by 'it's rare for you to meet your family, so I won't bother you'? Doing good deeds without leaving your name? And you still feel wronged and have to tell me Just like my little wife...she came to my place to be a snail girl?"

Shao Jie grinned and quickly grasped the crux of the problem: "Then do you want it? My little wife or the snail girl will do?"

Jiang Mo was startled. He didn't expect that such a joking topic would be quickly grasped in Shao Jie's hands. When his throat moved, the provocative fun suddenly disappeared, and he gave him an indescribable look.

"Shut up. Before I curse."

(End of this chapter)