Host, You're Targeted

Fu Jiyao's usual exercise is effective. When he was dragged by the car just now, he was supported by his arms and didn't let his feet fall to the ground, which reduced the danger.

If his feet were dragged on the ground for such a long time, he might meet Liang Jingyi in the emergency room of the hospital.

He can't imagine how Liang Jingyi looked when he was facing "amputation or plaster rescue".

After returning to the police station, he stained himself with Iodophor, smeared Yunnan Baiyao and simply treated the wound.

After dealing with the police situation, it was time to get off work. Qin Cong saw that the bruise on his hand was really frightening, and asked him to go back to rest early.

"Why don't you go to the hospital and take care of the wound? Although the scratch doesn't look serious, it's also a wound after all. It needs to be dealt with well. Don't neglect minor injuries. If a lot of small injuries are ignored, they can easily become big ones... "

Qin Cong stood beside Fu Jiyao, talking incessantly. He watched Fu Jiyao change his clothes and put on a long sleeve shirt after changing into short sleeves.

"Aren't you hot? What do you wear so much for? It's not good to keep the wound closed! Don't wear your shirt. When are you still thinking about being handsome

Fu Jiyao closed the cabinet and laughed helplessly, "Qin team, I'm not playing handsome. I'm going to see my partner! He'll be worried if he sees me hurt

Qin Cong: Ah? Oh, good

"Qin team, I'll go first! See you tomorrow Fu Jiyao left.

When he left the storage room, Qin Cong remembered an important thing - what? Fu Jiyao has a partner?

Fu Jiyao was not on duty at night. He came out of the police station to see the time. Liang Jingyi was about to leave work at this point. He went to the hospital to wait for Liang Jingyi.

Liang Jingyi's internship period has also come to an end, and he has spent more and more time in the hospital to observe the operation.

Recently, he has become busier than Fu Jiyao, who has only one weekend in six weeks. Lin Jiantang has given him more and more tasks.

When Fu Jiyao arrived at the gate of the hospital, he sent a message to Liang Jingyi, asking him whether he had finished work. About five minutes after the news was sent, Liang Jingyi said that he had not left work and asked him to come in and wait for himself.

Fu Jiyao did not doubt that he was there. He pulled down the cuff of his shirt and confirmed that the bruise on his arm was completely blocked before he lifted his feet and walked in.

He found Liang Jingyi in the duty room.

Liang Jingyi was sitting alone in the duty room. Seeing that he was not up, he sat on the chair and glanced at him faintly.

"Why haven't you finished work yet? When can I leave? "

Fu Jiyao took a glance behind him. Seeing no one, he went around behind the table and walked to Liang Jingyi.

He leaned on the table next to Liang Jingyi and frivolously touched his chin.

Liang Jingyi did not say a word, pursed his lips and looked at him in silence.

Fu Jiyao doesn't know what happened to him. He smiles to tease him. His fingers bounce on his chin, "why don't you talk?"

Liang Jingyi stares at his eyes and grabs his wrist for a while.

The graze on the hand is grabbed, Fu Jiyao is in pain and takes a breath.

Liang Jingyi asked in a cold voice: "still installed? Do you think I didn't know you were hurt? Fu Jiyao, you are really a cow. You can still come to meet me after being dragged so far away by others, and leave me here as if nothing happened. Does the wound on the hand hurt? You know the pain

Fu Jiyao quickly took out his hand, folded his hands and apologized to Liang Jingyi: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"