My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Lin Nian cried enough.

Song Yuhang's shoulders were also torn, and when she tasted a trace of blood on the tip of her tongue, she was relieved.

Song Yuhang perceives her changes sensitively and pats her back lightly: "It hurts a bit, I'll give you a bite on the other side."

Lin Nian was unwilling to show weakness, pulled the collar of her uniform, opened her mouth and bit it down, but this time she didn't make any more effort.

It's more like grinding teeth or licking wounds for her.

Little wolf cub.

Be nice to her, she will bite you back, look back and feel that she has done something wrong and will not say clearly, she will sniff the rose with her sharp teeth.

Song Yuhang's throat rolled up and down, and her cautious movement gave birth to a little bit of affability. She gently stroked the back of her neck, and her finger bones kneaded the two cervical vertebrae back and forth, seeming to calm her emotions. The voice is low and dumb.

"Let's go back."

Back in the room, Lin Fan was still a little dazed, with tears on her face. She removed the gauze from her hand and re-wrapped it for her without looking at her.

Song Yuhang knew that this person was embarrassed about the big one who just cried in her arms. He looked fearless on the surface, but he was actually very thin.

A little teasing, it's like a cat with exploded hair, but this way, it is also very good to coax it.

As she sprinkled powder on her hand, Lin Nensee shrank. She grabbed her wrist and wrapped the gauze to prevent her from moving: "Fortunately, it didn't hurt her nerves. If you can't use a scalpel again in the future, see if you cry. cry."

"Who is crying?! Who..." Lin Nian retorted subconsciously, Song Yuhang patted his shoulder, picked up the clothes on his chest and showed her, honestly.

"The clothes are wet."

"..." Lin Wei wiped the tears on the corner of his eyes, picked up the pillow and smashed it.

Song Yuhang caught it with one hand, and stepped forward to sit on the bed and hold the person down: "Okay, don't mess around, the medical and health conditions here are too poor, you have to take a good look at Jiangcheng.

It's okay if she doesn't say this. Lin Nian feels even more unnatural when she says that, especially when looking at the gauze wrapped around her head, she turned her face and said awkwardly: "I'm fine, I'm fine, but you..."

"Don't listen to Duan Cheng's nonsense, it's just getting a little broken by a bullet..."

Song Yuhang had the heart to comfort her, Lin Fei's hand suddenly crumpled the sheet, and his body was tight for a moment.

"You don't have to..." You don't have to take a trip to the muddy water to commit danger.

"I will do what I say." She was interrupted before she finished speaking.

Song Yuhang wrapped the gauze for her, and taped the tape carefully.

Lin Yan watched her fluffy head arched in front of him, and slightly bent her lips, then quickly dispersed, regaining her indifference as before.

"This time you are allowed to regret it. I don't want you to make a hasty decision because you pity me for a while..."

Song Yuhang smiled, stinging her eyes, and Lin Nian gritted her teeth.

"why are you laughing?"

The man squeezed her nose again, asking her to relax. This gesture was so intimate that Lin Fan didn't react.

When she reacted, her ears were quietly red.

"I laugh that you take me too seriously. I will help you with one. It is the duty of every criminal policeman to pursue fairness and justice. No matter how many years have passed, as long as the murderer is not arrested and brought to justice, I will not stop chasing the murderer for one day. Yu Li."

She paused and looked into her eyes: "Yu Qing, I want to help you, I just want to help you. There is no reason."

Lin Fan's eyes were hot, he clenched his lower lip and lowered his head: "Justicedeyedisjusticedenied."

She repeated it in a low voice: "Being late for justice is no longer justice. Sometimes I don't know if it makes sense to do so..."

Song Yuhang moved and pushed her head into his arms. It was strange that she was doing these things more and more easily now.

Lin Nian didn't resist her contact either, so he stroked her hair again and again.

"Yes, it's not that people will die three times in their lives. The first time, the breathing and heartbeat stop, you are biologically declared dead; the second time, people come to your funeral, the priest declares your death, you are in society No longer exists; for the third time, the last person in this world who remembered you forgot you, so you really died, and the entire universe has nothing to do with you anymore."

"Lin Wei, you still remember, this is the greatest significance."

Maybe she is too gentle, maybe she is too fragile.

Lin Tien clutched her clothes and wiped away the tears.

From elementary school to master and doctoral degree, she has received the most elite higher education, but no one has ever taught her how to truly face death, including the remains of the deceased after working in her career, her heart is also full of With fierce hatred.

Song Yuhang is different. She is gentle and angular. She is a sharpening stone and a sword with a hidden edge. She quietly hit the softest corner of her heart.

The cry just now is the vent of the backlog of emotions to the culmination, and the cry now is the unscrupulous after relaxation and the nostalgia and remembrance of the deceased.

Song Yuhang gently held up her face and wiped her tears with his thumb. He was used to her arrogant and domineering appearance. Such a crying appearance is a rare sight in a century, and he feels a little bit distressed because of this.

"Lin Wei, if one day I will..."

Would you miss me like this?

Before she could finish her words, Lin Fan covered her mouth, shook her head, and motioned her not to speak.

When Song Yuhang found out, his eyebrows curled up and smiled, and he clasped her hand into his palm.

Lin Wei was startled, tears still hung in the corners of her eyes, but she had forgotten to cry. Her hand was still on her face, wiping away the remaining tears for her.

Song Yuhang's fingertips have cocoons, with the smell of gunpowder and saltpeter, and there is a strange tremor when he gently strokes his skin.

The hand slid down and landed on her lips. She stroked the soft lips back and forth until the heat gradually grew.

Lin Fan's pale lips gradually became bloody, becoming plump and dripping.

Song Yuhang's eyes were dark and his throat moved.

Lin Fan shook the hand she was holding in her hand, but didn't draw it back, with a hint of anxious expression.

"Song——"

Her index finger was gently pressed down, beckoning her not to speak, but the fingers pressing on her lips became more intense.

Lin Fei's lips were burning fiercely, and there was still water in his eyes that hadn't faded away.

When she doesn't apply powder, it is another clean and translucent beauty, like a fairy in the dark night forest.

Song Yuhang was the knight who went astray, was bewitched and followed her step by step, sinking into the swamp of desire.

Looking at each other silently, as if they had exchanged eyes a long time ago, the atmosphere began to heat up, and Lin Nian followed her movements and swallowed unconsciously.

Whether it was the fingertips pressing on her lips, or both sides involuntarily increased their breathing, the ambiguous atmosphere was infinitely amplified by the night.

I was addicted to her nape in the past, but now it seems that something new has been added.

She was a little confused, her head was muddy, her body was light and she didn't listen to her hands, she looked like a drug addict.

No, this shouldn't be.

Song Yuhang spit on himself in his heart, while slowly approaching her.

Lin Nian raised his head slightly by her, her red lips slightly opened, as if she was fascinating.

The narrow single bed in the hotel couldn't bear the weight of two people, and it creaked lightly.

Lin tiredly gripped under the sheets tightly.

Her breath is close at hand.

There was a knock on the door, which seemed to awaken the two dreamers.

Fang Xin: "Team Song, Team Song, are you there? Let me get something."

Lin Fan pushed her away and sat up to organize her clothes.

Song Yuhang was pushed off guard, his mouth twitched, reluctantly to open the door.

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I'm not sleeping in a single room tonight, come back and get some toiletries."

Fang Xin said, as soon as he walked in, he saw Lin Wei there, and his eyes flashed: "Oh ha ha, ha ha ha, forensic doctor Lin is also here, so nice..."

"..."

"..."

She had a hunch that Lin Tien would become irritated in the next second.

"You go on, go on, I won't bother you...remember the past."

When he walked out of the room, Fang Xin took out his mobile phone and sent a message in a small group of three: I said it, hurry up, get hot sticks! ! !

Duan Cheng made a crying expression, Zheng Chengrui's face was like that.

After a while, the red envelope arrived immediately, and Fang Xin's face bloomed with joy.

Song Yuhang closed the door and shook his head, looking helpless, and walked back again.

Lin Fan packed his things and got out of bed: "I, I'm going back."

"Don't, where are you going back, most of the night." Song Yuhang stopped the person, and Lin Nian pressed the corner of his lips, his eyes were erratic, just not looking at her.

"Okay, it's rare to see you squeeze once on this kind of thing. Two beds, sleep separately, don't worry." Song Yuhang reached out and took her bag and put it on Fang Xin's bed. He wanted to squeeze again. Lin Nian hid her nose.

"You slept with Fang Xin these two days?"

Song Yuhang was startled and didn't understand what was wrong: "Yeah, isn't it the only two lesbians of us? Of course we have to take care of each other when we are away on business."

Lin Wei gritted his teeth: "Isn't there a single room?"

Song Yuhang made the bed for her, knowing that she likes to be clean, and shook in and out again and put on a new sheet and quilt.

"The funds for handling the case are limited and no money is wasted."

The logic chain is perfect and impeccable.

Lin Nian wanted to get angry and had nowhere to send it. He stretched out his hand and pointed inward: "I want to sleep in your bed!"

"..." Yes, it's a waste of time.

Song Yuhang confessed his fate and took it down again. Lin Fan threw the bag on it and lay down with his back facing her.

Song Yuhang suddenly had an idea, could it be... jealous? !

When she thought of this, the corners of her lips couldn't hold back a smile, and even the steps were a lot brisk.

"Hey, are you eating—"

Before reaching her bed, a pillow flew in the sky and hit her on top.

"roll!"

"..." Song Yuhang hugged the pillow and retreated obediently.

There was a rustle in the room, and she seemed to be rummaging for something.

Lin Nian quietly pricked his ears, and after a while, someone broke his shoulders, and Song Yuhang brought a brocade box to her as if offering treasures, accompanied by exaggerated sound effects.

"Dang-dang-dang-open it and have a look."

Lin Yanwei was startled, and sat up: "This is..."

"Let's take a look." Song Yuhang said, seeing her delay in answering, he put the brocade box into her arms again, and stretched out his hand to turn on the lamp.

Lin was puzzled, and slowly opened the brocade box with the encouragement in her eyes. She was startled, and a warm current surged in her heart, which made her nose slightly sour.

"this is……"

The bent mechanical stick she threw away was picked up again.

The body of the tube should have been recast, otherwise it could not be restored to this level, and it was painted again, and it was black and translucent in the hand, and it reflected a cold metallic luster under the dim table lamp.

Song Yuhang was a little proud: "How about it, not bad, although it is imported, but fortunately, one of my old classmates is also a military engineer. I understand some drawings, so I took it back and pondered it for several months..."

She pointed to the mechanical stick: "Hey, I even wrapped the handles for you. The soft cushion is comfortable to touch and not slippery. The most important thing is, didn't you call it a "sentinel"? I gave the name too. You engraved..."

Lin Nang touched the rough line on the back of the mechanical stick, which was crooked and unsightly. She gradually tightened the corners of her lips and tightened the stick.

Song Yuhang looked at her expression: "What's the matter, don't you like it?"

Lin Fan buried his head and didn't look at her, his voice was a little dull: "Why did you... why did you pick it up?"

Song Yuhang scratched his head: "Ah, I think you took it everywhere you went before, and you used it when you played against me, I guess..."

She looked at her with a slightly tentative expression: "It should be important to you, it's lost...it's a pity."

What she didn't say was that such an important thing to carry with her was probably given to her by Chu Nan, and she didn't want Lin to be bored with this only thought.

Unexpectedly, after Lin Tied listening, he laughed out loud, with tears still in his eyes, but a firm smile on his lips.

"Your nickname is correct, I carry it with me, just because I take advantage of it, it has no other meaning, it is just an ordinary mechanical stick, no...not as important as you."

The last two words Lin Nang were vague and passed away.

When he finished speaking, Song Yuhang let out a big "Ah", shocked all over his face.

Lin Nian curled her lips slightly, and her ears were hot: "However, now it has it."

Song Yuhang was startled, a soft smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub her head.

Lin Yan hid, the mechanical stick in his hand was already out of its sheath, and it was slammed straight with a slap, reaching her throat.

She held her feet well, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at her condescendingly: "Don't move, I'm going to take a bath and sleep now. You'd better stay calm tonight, and don't move your hands or feet."

Song Yuhang raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to remove the tip of the stick: "Miss Lin, I helped you fix your beloved thing, and saved your life time and time again. Isn't it a good idea to avenge revenge?"

Lin Wei's stick followed her hand, and Song Yuhang took in the mechanical stick little by little. With her movements, the distance between the two people became shorter and shorter.

"Then what do you want to do?" Looking at her scorching gaze, Lin Nian took a step back, and Song Yuhang sat on the bed, pulling her mechanical stick in his hand, and yanked.

As soon as she fell forward, she heard her say in her ear: "Should I be rewarded?"

"Song Yuhang, don't be too much!" She finally shouted her full name in anger, loosened the mechanical stick, pushed her hand on her shoulder, pushed the person down on the bed, and stepped back a few steps and rushed in. The toilet slammed the door.

Song Yuhang fell on the bed, groaning at her leaving back: "Hey, Lin Wei, can you justify some truth, who is it that is too much..."

She muttered in a low voice, "I have saved you so many times, I have already promised you like this in ancient times, okay?"

The answer to her was the angry flushing in the bathroom.

Later, I don’t know which entrepreneur who showed great compassion donated a large sum of money to Jiangcheng City Bureau, and named it for the criminal police to deal with the case. The criminal police of Jiangcheng City Bureau had one person since then when they were handling the case in the field. A happy life in a standard room.

But that's something else.

As for this night, Lin tired of sleeping very deeply, she put the mechanical stick next to the pillow, as if she felt safe when she reached out to touch it.

Before turning off the light, Song Yuhang deliberately walked to her bedside and squatted down, tightening the quilt for her: "Go to sleep, don't think about anything, you can see me when you get up tomorrow morning."

I don’t know if it was her words that worked. Lin Fei didn’t take sleeping pills or exhausted his energy by having fun with others. He just looked at her eyes in the dark, and the two of them looked at each other quietly for a while. He fell asleep slowly.

When she fell asleep completely, Song Yuhang got up and went back to her bed. She opened her eyes and looked at the lines on the ceiling to count the sheep. When she was done, she was well asleep, but she had insomnia.