I love you, Mr.Commander

Mu Li hooked her lower lip and held her wrist. It seemed to be very useful: "after sleeping for a while, I woke up earlier than you."

Lin Qing nodded: "haven't you eaten yet."

"No." He released his hand and landed on Lin Qing's leg, "what do you want to eat? I'll have someone buy it. "

"Don't bother your subordinates. They are also very hard." Lin Qing stood up, went to the window and looked downstairs. Below, it seemed very lively. She stabbed at the bottom of her heart and stepped back a little. "I'll buy it and go down for a walk. I want to relax."

"OK, I'll go with you."

Mu Li wanted to get up and was pressed on the bench by Lin Qing. She opened her coat and put it in front of the man: "just wait here, or go back to the ward and have a good sleep. I know you didn't sleep last night."

I can't hide anything from her.

Mu Li took her wrist and rubbed it carefully: "I also want to go down and relax. I stayed here all night. It's a little boring."

"That's good."

As soon as Lin Qing woke up, his subordinates hurried to report the situation.

They were stunned when they saw that Muli was covered with a coat. Muli looked down and looked a little strange.

Lin Qing just covered him tightly and never paid attention to these. His eyebrows were relaxed, and she could consider the temperature for him.

He took it away and put it aside.

Lin Qing didn't want to hinder him. He left when he was surrounded.

Mu Li made a gesture to silence all his subordinates. He put down his legs and was ready to get up. He saw that Lin Qing didn't leave the corridor, but turned into orange's ward.

His tight face suddenly relaxed and sat back.

"Continue." He put away all his expressions and quickly flipped through the things handed by his subordinates page by page.

The subordinates looked at each other and their eyes were full of too many emotions. Although they couldn't say more, they were also very uncomfortable in the bottom of their heart.

After breakfast, Mu Li had to deal with some matters. He couldn't tolerate any negligence. Naturally, everything was handled by him.

Lin Qing is walking downstairs. Several subordinates protect him secretly behind him.

As she walked, she stopped in front of another inpatient building.

There were also several military vehicles parked downstairs, but the people in the car didn't come down. They held walkie talkies and binoculars in their seats and kept an eye on the movements of the target characters in a room on a certain floor at any time.

Lin Qing went to the stall and walked into the inpatient building with a fruit basket in his hand when he came back.

The little patient in the other bed was taken to treatment, and the double room was much quieter. However, people with fear and anxiety in their hearts could not feel the rare peace and tranquility.

When Lin Qing opened the door, Yang's mother was cutting fruit at the head of the bed, and Yang's father sat by the bed talking. The bed was blocked by the protruding wall of the bathroom. Lin Qing couldn't see the people lying on it. He saw Yang's father talking to the hospital bed.

Lin Qing didn't listen carefully and suddenly said, "it seems that you are all here."

Hearing her voice, Yang's mother suddenly turned blue, and the fruit knife in her hand fell to the ground with a slap. She pushed her husband's back, pointed to the door and stammered, "come, come, she's coming."

It seems that Lin Qing is a fierce beast, and their forehands are exposed in the wilderness.

Yang's father's face changed. Then he stretched out his hand to pull the quilt and cover Yang Yang without expression.

He stood up and stretched out his arm to block Lin Qing's steps: "if you don't stay in the senior ward, how can you appear where we can afford to live?"

Lin Qing bypassed the body and went to the head of the bed to see the case: "your son and my son fell into the water at the same time. Now they are all unconscious. At that time, few people knew the situation. I should have a look at such a big thing."

"What do you mean?" Yang's mother was very sensitive. She covered the case and pushed Lin Qing aside. "Your identity is noble. Can't we stay away? Why, do you want to wrong my son now? "

Lin Qing took two steps back and stood firm. She put the fruit basket on the bedside table, raised her eyes and grabbed Yang's mother's line of sight: "I didn't say that. I heard that you were present when the accident happened. I just want to know what happened."

"We don't know." Yang's father simply pushed it clean, threw his hands and sat down on the bedside chair. He stared at Lin Qing with a cold face. "At that time, neither I nor the child's mother were around. Who knows how they fell into the water. If you really want to know anything, that is, when we arrived, your son had pressed Yang into the water."

The bottom of Lin Qing's eyes rippled and sneered: "since you didn't see it, why did you say it was my son's hand?"

"Is there any other explanation? My son, how can I beat your son? "

"Can Yang Yang swim?"

Yang's mother was afraid it was a trap: "No."

Lin Qing looked at her, then looked at the hospital bed without expression, and asked Yang Yang's child to lie on it motionless, ruddy and breathing evenly, as if he was just asleep and would wake up at any time.

Thinking of orange, Lin Qing reluctantly doesn't open her eyes.

After Yang's mother answered, she actually regretted it, but changing her mouth is even more suspicious.

Lin Qing's eyes fell on the bedside table. The bag mouth on it was open. There were several different fruits in it. It was very fresh. Lin Qing asked coldly, "Yang Yang likes to eat apples, doesn't he?"

Yang's father snorted coldly and stared at Yang's mother. The latter didn't dare to talk much. Standing aside, she looked a little embarrassed. She had to ask, "what are you doing?"

Lin Qing didn't ask. She took a step and kicked the fruit knife that had just fallen. She picked it up and put it next to the fruit tray.

When she took back her hand, she accidentally touched the instrument connecting Yang Yang's fingers. Yang Yang's fingers moved. Lin Qing took another look, and the child's hands remained motionless again.

Yang's mother saw that Lin Qing was not suspicious, so she heard her say, "now you can talk about how much Shan Rong took when you appeared at the seaside yesterday."

"What Shan Rong, what money?" Mother Yang looked confused, "I can't understand."

Lin Qing was impatient: "do you remember calling me the day before?"

Yang's mother said humbly, "remember."

"You called me just to make me think you wouldn't do anything before we met last night, right? But I didn't expect that you can do such cruel things as parents. "

Yang's father disdained: "we're just going to the beach. We don't steal, rob or break the law. Why is it cruel?"

Lin Qingtan turned cold and said, "yesterday was my son's birthday."

Mother Yang covered her mouth and uttered a voice of dismay and dullness.

Father Yang's face changed and he sat down in the chair.

There was a moment of silence in the ward. No, it was dead silence.

Their reaction has explained everything. Even if they refuse to admit it, they say no, but their body is the most honest. Although Lin Qing feels that this sentence is a little strange here.

She went to the flashing instrument and saw the normal beating data on it. She didn't speak, and her fingers suddenly moved.

The Yang family were nervous and stared at Lin Qing. She knew that if she dared to move where she shouldn't, they would definitely fight with themselves.

But since they understand the feelings of being parents, how can they watch other people's children get hurt.

Lin Qing stepped back, pinned a strand of hair behind her ear, and suddenly said a very polite word: "I hope your son can wake up as soon as possible."

Yang's parents watched her covetously until Lin Qing left the ward.

As soon as Lin Qing left, they sat heavily by the bed like a vented ball.

"Why, my God, yesterday was the child's birthday?"

Father Yang interrupted her and knew that she was a woman's heart: "don't think about it. Is it time to sympathize with others? I can't protect myself. I still FUCK other people's hearts. "

Yang's mother didn't speak. She went back to the head of the bed, washed the fruit knife, and continued to peel the apple with great worry.

Lin Qing went downstairs and walked out of the door. There was no logical sunshine. The light on his head was blocked by the man's tall body.

Lin Qing narrowed her eyes: "are you finished?"

"Almost."

Mu Li didn't ask her what she was doing, and Lin Qing didn't speak. The tacit understanding between them didn't need to say too much. Sometimes, one look was enough.

Lin Qing nodded and followed him in the yard for a while. They all said that sunshine can make people happy. She didn't know whether it would work on her own.

Muli pulled her to sit in the chair beside the rockery for a while. Lin Qing stared at the palm of her hand and was a little distracted.

Mu Li pulled her face and said, "don't think about it. Don't think about anything. It'll be fine."

"Mu Li." Lin Qing suddenly shouted his name. Seeing her serious face, Mu Li couldn't help but follow her to show her serious face.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Qing came up to his face and said a word.

Half an hour later, the door of the ward was pushed open again. This time, the husband and wife were much more cautious.

They immediately stopped talking and pricked up their ears. As soon as they heard it, they heard the steady and powerful footsteps gradually moving forward.

The two men looked at each other nervously, sitting upright, and no one moved.

Muli went to the hospital bed. His cold manner was lined with a dark slim coat. He was followed by two officers. At a glance, he knew his identity.

The man wore leather gloves and stretched them back. An officer behind him handed him a document.

Mu Li didn't look at it either. He put the document in the corner of the bed indifferently.

"I'll give you a day to write down clearly the process of falling into the sea. If the words on it are true, your son can be transferred to hospital immediately."

His black eyes were as cold as ice, and his cold eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

When something big happened, the family was still dominated by men. Yang's mother didn't say anything. She glanced at the cover of the document and didn't dare to move.

Yang's father took the document in his hand and turned over a few pages. His eyes suddenly showed indignation.

He wanted to throw something on the spot, but he thought of Mu Li's frightening identity. He restrained his anger.

"Impossible." He threw away the papers.

This is a very, very weak resistance in Mu Li's eyes.

"The sooner you decide to do it, the sooner your son will wake up. Shall I remind you of that?"

"I don't understand the commander."

Mu Li sneered that he was not Lin Qing and didn't have so many scruples. The man waved his hand. The officer behind him strode forward and pulled out the power cord of the respirator.