The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 528 Lying (Part [-])
Song Zhen didn't expect that he had restrained himself, but he didn't expect that the pomegranate seed would come to his mouth by itself.

"Song Zhen, let's have porridge..."

Song Zhen then stepped back.

Ji Qian was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Song Zhen's hoarse voice, "If I wasn't still in the hospital, I would have to..."

What do you have to eat all at once?

Ji Qian couldn't help raising her eyes and staring at him for about ten seconds, and finally she couldn't hold back her smile, "Do you still have face?"

"Huh? What's the face? I don't want it." Who knew that Song Zhen came over, clinging like a puppy.

Ji Qian couldn't help but push him, who is this!Can she go back to the old, sullen and silent Comrade Song?

But after a push, the movement of her hand stopped.

In the past, she loved to rub against him like a puppy, but now he is so clingy to herself, following the mischief of a child. This change made her see clearly her weight in his heart.

As he said, he was afraid of his own departure.

"Ji Qian?" Song Zhen noticed that she was not moving, so she couldn't help but back away, seeing that something was wrong on her face, "What's wrong with you?"

She lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze, and lied, "No, I just thought of Mao Mao..."

He couldn't help putting down the chopstick in his right hand, sighed, and hugged her into his arms, resting his chin on her forehead.

Looking at the two blue and white hairs on the top of her head, he didn't know what to say, sorry or comfort, there was nothing he could do about Maomao's death, and the only thing he could do was to hug her tightly.

Ji Qian held the spoon in her hand, and was afraid of touching the wound on his back, so she could only remain motionless.

Smelling Song Zhen's reassuring breath, her heart was in a mess. It seemed that a plastic bag covered her head, making it difficult for her to breathe.

As long as she thinks of leaving Song Zhen, her heart aches uncontrollably, but...

She was so greedy for this embrace that she couldn't bear to let go.

"Dong dong dong." Someone knocked on the door of the ward.

All the warmth and affection seemed to be stolen, and was soon interrupted. She took a deep breath, and then let go.

Song Zhen could only let her go.

"Come in." Song Zhen called to the door of the ward, and then saw Li Zhan walking in.

Ji Qian handed the porridge bowl to Song Zhen, and said, "Eat it yourself." Then she cleaned up her bowl and chopsticks, and made room for Li Zhan.

She didn't continue to eat her portion of the meal, but threw it into the trash can. Song Zhen frowned slightly, and was about to say something when Li Zhan blocked her view.

"Let's go." He said to Li Zhan, Li Zhan suddenly felt that he was disgusted, touched his nose, and then moved away.

"Kissy," he called.

Ji Qian looked back at him with a blank expression on her face.

Seeing her preoccupied look, Song Zhen couldn't help sighing inwardly, and then said, "Can you peel an apple for me?"

"Okay." Ji Qian replied, and then limped towards the seat beside the bed.

Li Zhan watched the conversation between the two without making a sound, and made sure that their conversation was over, so he coughed lightly twice, indicating that Song Zhen, a living person like himself, was standing in front of him, and took advantage of Song Zhen's averted gaze Time moved and blocked Ji Qian.

Song Zhen's eyes suddenly became a little displeased, "There are chairs."

"I'm not tired, it's good to stand for a while." Li Zhan smiled, and pierced him mercilessly, "It can also prevent you from being distracted, it's worth it."

Although Song Zhen didn't want to talk to him very much, but thinking of the reason why he was single, he couldn't bear to rub salt on his wounds, and the two then got down to business.

Ji Qian was listening to the conversation between the two, and her mood gradually became heavy.

The first question Song Zhen asked was whether the suspect had been caught, and the topic after that continued to revolve around the case. Just like what he said last night, he cared about the truth and justice.

She could also see that apart from Song Chun being concerned, Song Zhen himself was also full of enthusiasm for his work. He was a criminal policeman with a sense of justice and ability to act. It was hard for Ji Qian to imagine that if he was deprived of What will happen to him if he is forced to leave this post of justice?
Her heart suddenly felt like a ball of cotton was stalked, and she felt a little out of breath.

Thinking of herself and others, if one day she was asked to give up her status as an actress, what would she be like?

It will be very painful, right?

She likes acting so much, she likes to interpret different lives in front of the screen and in scripts.

How did my family oppose her at the beginning, but she still insisted on her own opinion, and it was her inner strong love that supported her to move forward bravely and fearlessly. If she is deprived of this right, it can be said that she is deprived of her life!
So asking Song Zhen to give up everything he has now would deprive him of his life!
She can't be that selfish... can she?
"Hiss!" She couldn't help screaming in pain, and immediately curled up her fingers.

It turned out that she was too absorbed in thinking, and the fruit knife cut her hand.

"What's the matter?" Song Zhen heard her voice and wanted to get out of bed anxiously. Li Zhan held him down and walked towards Ji Qian.

Song Zhen watched Li Zhan walking towards her, and immediately rang the bell beside the bed.

"It's okay, I accidentally cut my hand." Ji Qian waved her right hand, and then put the injured left index finger into her mouth.

The fishy and sweet taste immediately filled her mouth, and she felt a little embarrassed when she saw Li Zhan's gaze.

She doesn't seem to be able to do anything well, she doesn't know how to cook, she can peel an apple, but even if she doesn't, the apple is full of pits, and she almost peeled off most of the flesh... She doesn't know how to take care of people at all.

Among the people she knew, Fei Li was omnipotent, Han Zhixian could cook, even Bai Miao was better at peeling apples than her, but she couldn't do anything by herself.

The fishy-sweet taste was uncomfortable. Normally, she would spit it out and continue to suck, but today she somehow swallowed it, as if she wanted to swallow all the bitterness and discomfort that was hard to swallow.

"Come here, let me take a look." Song Zhen waved at her.

Hearing Song Zhen's voice, she couldn't help raising her head, but she didn't move, she just looked at him from a distance.

She just looked at him quietly like that, feeling uncomfortable like a needle in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face.

Song Zhen was about to get up when the nurse came in and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Nurse, can you help me with her wound? She cut her hand." Song Zhen immediately pointed to Ji Qian and said.

When the bell rang in the ward, the nurse thought it was Song Zhen who needed something, but unexpectedly it was Ji Qian, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: Isn't this adding trouble?

However, she is still a benevolent doctor, "The wound is not deep, come with me, go to the nurse's station and I will wrap it for you."

"Miss Nurse, her legs are inconvenient, can I trouble you to bring the medical bag over to help me deal with it?" Song Zhen immediately asked.

Just as the nurse was about to answer, Ji Qian immediately stood up and said, "Don't worry, I'll go over."

She didn't have this obligation in the first place, she just wanted to help, and Ji Qian was too embarrassed to bother her, not to mention she would be even more ashamed if she really bothered her like this, as if she was really the kind of person with three disabilities or a useless young lady. of.

So she immediately called Ding Jingbiao to help her over.

Seeing that people left, but Song Zhen was still staring at the door, Li Zhan couldn't help joking, "Your family is not so delicate, you look so worried, hey... But Ji Qian's mood is a little bit wrong, please pay attention a little."

"Yeah." Song Zhen frowned, not caring about his jokes, he also noticed that Ji Qian was not in the mood, he pondered for a moment and sighed, "Maybe it has something to do with Mao Mao's death."

"Maomao, is that her dog, the one raised with Haha?" Li Zhan couldn't help asking.

"Well, she has been raising her for several years."

"No wonder, when the husky in the rescue station died, Xiao Chun also called and cried for a long time."

Song Zhen couldn't help looking at Li Zhan, then sighed, not knowing what to say.

At present, it seems that Li Zhan has not let go of Chunchun because of solving the case. He can see that Chunchun is not a knot in his heart, but an indelible memory.

"By the way, the case has come to an end. I have to go back." Li Zhan raised his head and said.

Song Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly, not surprised. Taking advantage of Ji Qian's absence, the two chatted about several sensitive issues about the case, including the results of Li Zhan's handling and so on.

(End of this chapter)