Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 104 Birthday Present
If Dr. Colby named sister Liang Xi after meeting the Payne couple, then there would be no problem.

But if not, then she couldn't help but think about it.

"Master..."

"Wait a minute, your mistress is calling." As he spoke, Liang Qiu took two steps to the side to answer the phone.

Jiang Yimian wanted to ask further questions, but was distracted like this.

Later, until they went through the security check and entered the waiting room, she didn't find a chance to ask this question again.

After sending Liang Qiu away, Jiang Yimian drove her small pink car home.

On the way, she found that there seemed to be a car dangling behind her car.

She speeds up and the other speeds up, and she slows down and the other party slows down. It feels like losing her.

He was close enough that he drove in when she came across a relatively short block, but he followed far enough that there were other vehicles between her and the other party most of the time.

Just when Jiang Yimian was almost sure that the other party was following her, the car finally "parted ways" with her at the next intersection.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that she has been under too much mental pressure recently, and everything she sees feels unusual, as if life is full of traps.

As everyone knows--

The car that had been following her just now was parked on the corner of the street.

A blond curly man was sitting in the co-pilot, and he was sending a video to someone.

The bright pink car of Jiang Yimian was impressively displayed on the screen of the phone.

"Based on this video, the Fourth Young Master will obediently listen to the old man?" The curly-haired man's tone was full of uncertainty.

"Who knows..."

The man in the driver's seat sighed softly, obviously unable to understand the logic of the behavior of the father and son.

They obediently do what the "boss" tells them, and leave the rest alone.

What's more, the Fourth Young Master sent Yunque to protect the little girl. Even without this video, the Fourth Young Master would soon know about their stalking of her, and the threat would be the same.

But he didn't expect that their ghostly young master liked this kind of innocent "children"...

Skylark: She is not innocent at all!

Su Fu: And it's not a child either!

Prison Temple: Yes!

*
Back at the apartment, Jiang Yimian walked out of the elevator swinging the keychain, looking at the lonely little red cherry on it, couldn't help but think of the little skull that was given to Feng Beiting before.

He still didn't reply to her message, maybe he was too busy to see it, or he didn't feel the need to reply.

The elevator room was very quiet, only the crisp sound of her footsteps and keys colliding.

She stopped, and all sounds disappeared.

The corridor seemed to be quiet except for the slight sound of electricity.

too quiet...

It was as if she was the only one on the whole floor.

Walking to the front of the house and opening the door, Jiang Yimian couldn't help but look back at the opposite door.

After Feng Beiting left, she actually felt empty in her heart.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that since she moved in, the interaction between them has not been interrupted, and meeting him every day seems to have become a rare and common thing.

Habits are really a terrible thing.

In the following time, Jiang Yimian realized the true meaning of this sentence more deeply.

The biggest manifestation is that her breakfast and dinner are gone.

During this period of time, she basically didn't start a fire by herself, and kept eating and drinking at Feng Beiting's place. Now when he was on a business trip, she suddenly became like a left-behind child.

But having said that, even if he hadn't been on a business trip, she would have lived in such a "miserable" life.

Without being with others, of course it is impossible to eat meals made by others.

When her eyes fell on the half box of cherries left in the corner, Miss Jiang suddenly felt a "pop" sound in her ears.

It was a face-slapping voice from the soul.

Stuffing two more cherries into his mouth, Jiang Yimian comforted himself thinking, only good food and good hands can live up to it...

However, after that day, she lived a life without delicious food and beautiful hands.

Various irregular triangular routes are formed at home, crime scene and police station every day.

Drew's foot injury has healed a little. Although he has not recovered to the level of walking like flying, it is not a problem to stand in the dissection room to take pictures and record things.

Fortunately, it's relatively peaceful recently, no cases have happened, and he and Jiang Yimian are relatively free, drinking coffee and chatting, living like old people who are about to retire.

During this period, Feng Beiting never returned to Los Angeles.

One day, Jiang Yimian and Drew were drinking coffee and eating small cakes, she suddenly asked, "I heard that you have been with Dr. Colby for a long time, isn't it?"

"It's not that long..." Drew smiled guiltyly.

In fact, before Jiang Yimian and the others came to Los Angeles, Drew had only been Dr. Colby's assistant for more than three months.

"I heard from people in the hospital that Dr. Colby changed assistants very frequently." Before him, many people had been dismissed.

"why?"

"I heard that he didn't like to be disturbed during the autopsy, and some people just like to ask questions, and some people are said to confess to him, but they didn't come to work the next day..." said At this point, Drew looked rejoicing, "But these are all my hearsay, so don't take it too seriously."

"Um……"

Nodding slightly, Jiang Yimian cut to the point, "How much do you know about her wife?"

"What?!" Drew had an expression of "you didn't take the wrong medicine, did you?" "How could I know his wife! He heard that he was going to insert a scalpel into my stomach!"

"Is it that serious?"

"Of course!" His expression didn't look like he was joking at all, "Dr. Colby is very concerned about his wife. He usually goes home early when there are no surgeries or cases. If there are female doctors or nurses in the hospital who show kindness to him, he will always take care of him." Refuse people coldly."

"You never saw his wife?"

"No." Drew shook his head, "There are very few people who have seen his wife, and I heard that she is a very beautiful oriental woman."

"Is that so..."

Drew hissed, with doubts in his eyes, "Didn't you tell me before that Dr. Colby's wife is the daughter of your master who has been missing for many years, then you should have seen her, why did you ask me the other way around?"

"...Before they left, they met twice, and they didn't know each other well, so I wanted to know more about it." Seeing that something was wrong, Jiang Yimian quickly changed the subject, "After eating, let's go."

"Oh."

Drew stood up and moved back slowly.

Jiang Yimian watched and couldn't help but said, "Did those people who hurt you get caught?"

He shook his head, "Those are street gangsters, the police rarely pay attention to them."

"You don't want to pursue it? Hucheng admits it like this?"

"Otherwise?" he asked back.

There was no video on that street, and the incident happened so suddenly that he didn't even see the other person's face clearly.

What's more, those people were fighting each other, he was only affected by accident, even if he was caught, he would just pay some money, and it would be bad if he was retaliated by them later.

"Actually..." Drew hesitated to speak.

Jiang Yimian went around to the other side of him, and silently separated the crowded crowd for him, "Huh?"

Actually what?
After a moment of hesitation, Drew shook his head slightly.

He just wanted to say that when he saw that group of people rushing towards him that day, he even had the feeling that they were here to hurt him in a daze.

But that was most likely a human reaction in a critical situation, so he gave up after thinking about it.

*
The days slipped away slowly day by day, July passed quickly, and August followed.

There have been several heavy rains in Los Angeles one after another, diluting the sweltering heat of summer.

A thin layer of dust fell on the floor mat in front of Feng Beiting's house, but there were no footprints on it.

He never came back to Los Angeles...

For a certain moment, Jiang Yimian even wondered if he would just disappear from her life completely.

She suddenly discovered that when he was on a business trip, she had almost zero contact with living people.

In mid-August, Dr. Colby contacted her and said she would be back around the end of the month.

Hearing him say "the end of the month", Jiang Yimian's first reaction was to think of Feng Beiting's birthday.

8 month 28 number.

She thought, she just went home after spending his birthday with him.

Maybe they will never have a chance to see each other again.

She wanted to give him a birthday present, a sincere but ordinary gift that could express her heart without appearing ambiguous.

In the next few days, Miss Jiang has been racking her brains to think of gifts.

After finally buying the gift back, she began to wait to give it away again.

And this wait until August 8th.

Feng Beiting is finally back!

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　　ps: The third update~ Today's post is over~ Tomorrow we will start sprinkling sugar~ Please prepare your own medicine for toothache~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)