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The next morning, I woke up, opened my eyes and looked at the quiet curled beauty in my arms. In the morning light, like a clever kitten, I stroked the soft hair on her temples, and Feng Yiting gently kissed her forehead:

A good life is nothing more than that!

When he remembered something, he couldn't help sighing: in the end, he was lucky!

As soon as he closed his eyes, a strange smell came from his body. The next second, a stream of anger ran straight to his head and worried about his teeth, but he couldn't help humming:

"Um ~"

damn!

In a blaze of fire, a burst of closure and anger could not be contained. He turned over, his head just lowered, his vision fell on the dazzling white beside the bed, and his lightly supported fist immediately clenched into a fist:

damn! What's he doing?

That's crazy!

He turned his head and took a deep breath. Feng Yiting moved slowly to remove someone's restless little hand, and then quickly got out of bed:

forget it! Go for a run!

After a brief rinse in the bathroom, Feng Yiting went out of the door. When he went downstairs, he remembered that it was a hospital. He was not even familiar with the neighborhood. He sighed. He could only choose the road with few people and ran.

After running for a while, I searched the nearby restaurants, estimated the time, roughly planned the next route, and Feng Yiting continued to move forward. He took a taxi back to the hospital after packing several copies in front of the well-known brand breakfast chain.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw Jiang Hong standing in the corridor and talking to the bodyguard: is there a meeting today? Why are you here so early?

"Recently, if there are new doctors and nurses coming, we must carefully check with the responsible attending doctor. If we are not sure, we must let them go! If someone asks, say it means "Er Shao". Do you hear clearly? "

"Yes ~"

He twisted his eyebrows and Feng Yiting walked over: "what's the matter? What's wrong? You didn't come here on purpose, did you? "

Suddenly turned around, Jiang Hong was obviously stunned. He didn't seem to expect him to appear behind him. Instead, he adjusted his breathing and said:

"Good morning, brother Ting! No, that... It's early. Come and see if you need to pick you up! "

"Um ~"

It's rare to see him flustered. Feng Yiting actually flashed a strange light in his heart. Instead, he swept the direction of the bodyguard in the corner of his eye, and then said:

"Did you find anything?"

Or how could there be such an order suddenly, still under his name? Obviously he didn't explain it. Although it was for his good, in a moment, he just felt something strange.

"No! When I came here yesterday, I suddenly saw someone posing as a doctor making trouble and almost killed a patient. When I think of it, I think it's better to be prepared! Isn't grandma's accident impossible to prevent because of the mistakes of the hospital? This place is full of people. I think it's always right to be careful! "

"Well, you are considerate!"

Thinking of Feng Yimo and Li Nuo, although he didn't know much about the whole process, he probably heard some, except for sighing.

After mentioning the breakfast in the handle, Feng Yiting looked at the table below and said:

"Just in time, let's have breakfast together! Yuer should wake up too. Let's go together later! Also, remember everything over there at any time. Don't mention a word! Don't let it slip! "

Already, he didn't want her to be involved any more. Recently, there are too many things at home. It's enough for him to worry alone.

"Don't worry, I remember! Brother Ting, I've had dinner. Let me wait for you! I have to call home -- "

"Good!"

Readily, Feng Yiting gave him a porridge: "the fresh characteristics of the sea, buy more!"

"Good! Thanks! "

Then the two went their separate ways, and the corners of their lips were stained with some laughter.

In the detention center, Feng Yimo is a rare place to steal half a day's leisure. In addition to being unable to move freely, both inside and outside the house, his activities have basically been given maximum attention.

I didn't like to talk before, but I really held back these days. After the initial calmness, for the first time, he also felt lonely.

The dog was walking in the yard, and he missed the dead man more and more.

After walking round and round, looking at the blue sky in the distance, Feng Yimo couldn't help sighing: "little pear ~"

Why are good times always so short? How can I go on for the rest of my life? Why don't you give me more time? Why——

"Woof woof ~"

A slight dog barking came from his feet. He suddenly opened his eyes, Feng Yimo squatted down and stroked the dog's soft fur:

"Do you know I'm missing you and calling you? It was right to call you in! "

In the past, I always felt silly and stupid talking to animals. At this moment, Feng Yimo suddenly realized that there was a living creature around him, which could really alleviate loneliness.

"Unfortunately, even if you understand my words and my mood, you can't say it -" dogs, after all, are dogs. How can you communicate with people?

As soon as the voice fell, another dog barked: "woof, woof ~"

Suddenly, Feng Yimo returned to his mind. He saw the dog around his legs, raising his head and shuttling back and forth. He didn't take it off his legs, as if he could really understand his words. His cute appearance was really a little "she".

Raising his hand, he picked up the dog: "no wonder she likes you so much! Dot ~ "

Murmuring, Feng Yimo unconsciously blushed his eyes and choked.

Holding the dog for two rounds, he let out the wind. He returned to the house again. In his mind, he sorted out the situation reported by Mo Yan last time, and took out the note paper he had probably made. There were several symbols he could understand. He adjusted it for a moment, gently pointed his fingertips, and then he began to give instructions one by one.

Mo Yan's messages to him are basically very important and need him to make decisions. His life is basically not much different from his work in another place. However, due to the location, many things are limited, so he can't be too arbitrary.

Life passed in a muddle. Feng Yimo probably only remembered Mo Yan's visit a few times, but he didn't even know the date.

Separated by a wall, the outside is so busy for him that he has to fight to the death. Inside the wall, Feng Yimo will have so many hours every day. He is so bored that he wants to die.

After all, he only cooperated with the investigation as a suspect, and the treatment of Feng Yimo was different. He was really depressed. He applied for someone to send a treadmill in. The playground was limited, the place was limited, and he was taken special care of alone. Slowly, the treadmill became one of his partners to kill time every day.

For two days in a row, he was restless all day and all night. He opened his eyes early in the morning. Feng Yimo ran again, sweating all over. He returned to the room and just took a shower. Suddenly, a burst of familiar footsteps came:

Mo Yan?