My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Because the body has not fully recovered, Song Yuhang looked for a driver when he came, and naturally Duancheng drove when he returned.

Several people gathered in the back row, Zheng Chengrui turned on the computer and swallowed at the login interface of the intranet.

Song Yuhang handed over his account card: "Use mine."

Seeing that the Jiangcheng City Central Hospital had arrived, Fang Xin stroked his clothes, scattered his hair and made it a little messy, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Duan Cheng was with her.

"Team Song, let's go."

Song Yuhang made an "OK" gesture through the car window.

"I'm telling you, my wife, she has a little here..." Duan Cheng squeezed into the registered crowd, holding Fang Xin, and nodding his head with a finger. His smile was a little reluctant, and his clothes were ordinary. , Looks like a young and downright man.

"You can recommend a better Shen'ai Hospital in this city. We can't go far away. We are grateful and grateful..." Duan Cheng nodded and bowed, while touching a pack of Zhonghua from his sleeve and handing it over.

Fang Xin leaned on his shoulder, clutched his head uncomfortably, rolled his eyes secretly, isn't he a **** sister and brother?

Also changed the script privately.

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"How?" Seeing them coming out from a distance, Song Yuhang opened the door of the car to welcome people in.

Duan Cheng unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and took two sips. Then he looked back at them: "I asked, there are two, one is a Huasheng Psychiatric Hospital, and the other is private. It has a teaching relationship with the big hospital in Beijing. Internal medicine is ranked top in the province, and it is also famous throughout the country."

Zheng Chengrui has also made progress here: "These cars are very suspicious, I will adjust the monitoring along the way."

He tapped on the keyboard with his fingertips, and the lens reflected a faint blue light. He compared the routes to the two hospitals with the routes of the vehicles. He quickly ruled out the suspicion of the other cars, and only left. An ambulance.

Duan Cheng turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator: "Go."

The corner of Song Yuhang's lips showed a smile: "Thank you."

"How did Team Song know that Sister Lin wouldn't leave the province?" Duan Cheng was still a little curious.

Song Yuhang lowered his eyes, his voice was a little dull: "She is seriously injured, it is impossible to experience long-distance bumps, unless..."

Lin Youyuan really wanted her to die.

And when I called her that day, I heard a cuckoo-like cry outside the window, but it didn’t look like it when I listened carefully. Her professional habit made her record the call. I checked it on the Internet and found this Niaojiang City only has it locally, so it is impossible for her to leave the province.

After listening, a few people were dumbfounded. Sure enough, your Song team is still your Song team.

Zheng Chengrui handed her the number card back: "I will write another program to clear the browsing history, otherwise it will be troublesome to be checked by the Internet."

There is always a legitimate reason to log on to the public security intranet. Although Song Yuhang can be prevaricated if it is found out, it is better to do more than to do less.

She nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Soon I arrived at this famous private hospital, and when it was about 500 meters away, a few people got out of the car and walked.

Duan Cheng pushed aside the bushes: "Wow, what kind of hospital is so guarded?"

The all-black bodyguards at the door, the communicator in the pocket of the suit jacket, the tactical pen hidden in the hem belt, and the civilian electric baton in his hand.

This pick one out at random, except that it didn't have a gun, it could catch up with their single police configuration.

Song Yuhang squatted in the shadow behind the tree, watched carefully, and gestured to several people: "Plan A."

Duan Cheng put on his peaked cap and went out.

After a while, a quarrel came from the door.

"Why don't you let me in? I'm her colleague! I just want to come and see what's wrong with her? Or is there something shameful about you hiding people here for a guilty conscience?"

Duan Cheng stood on tiptoe and peered in, yelling, "Sister Lin, Sister Lin..."

Several bodyguards glanced at each other, and came forward to pull the person. A bodyguard raised an electric baton between the pushes.

Duan Cheng remembered Song Yuhang's request just now: a strong light baton for civilian use, his limbs numb when he is electrocuted, his limbs are thrown on the ground, and people and animals are not separated.

The implication: Don't be tough.

Duan Cheng hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, and took a step back: "Hey, ah, ah, don't do it, let's not let in, why are you so fierce?!"

He said, shaking his clothes, snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Those bodyguards kept watching him walk out of the park and didn't come back, so they gave up.

Duan Cheng went around in a circle, returned to the bush, lowered his voice and said: "No, don't say go in, don't let me take a look."

Song Yuhang looked around. The wall was about two meters high, and barbed wire was wrapped around her. Her current skill must be too much for her.

She stroked the big tree beside her, looked up, and suddenly had an idea.

"Old Zheng, was the invasion successful?"

Song Yuhang decided to follow the example of Lin Wei's last time at the provincial funeral home, and did the same, cutting off their electricity first.

The progress bar on the computer screen moved forward little by little, Zheng Chengrui clenched his fists, slightly nervous.

"All right!"

Song Yuhang nodded, tied a rope around her waist, and slowly climbed up. Her injury was just right, and her movements were not very flexible. Even every time she climbed and pulled the trunk, she was a little strenuous. The sweat slipped along the forehead. Come down.

Duan Cheng saw her hand slipping down several times, and he just gritted her teeth and climbed up a little bit.

The dense canopy of the banyan tree is aimed at the window sill on the second floor, which is a natural protective umbrella.

Song Yuhang had to jump onto the exposed platform where the air conditioner was installed at the moment of power failure to avoid being spotted by searchlights.

Song Yuhang loosened the rope around his waist and threw it down, rushing to the bottom with an "OK" gesture, indicating that he was ready.

Zheng Chengrui nodded and pressed the Enter key with a "pop", and the whole brightly lit building plunged into darkness in an instant.

Song Yuhang jumped off the ground, like a vigorous leopard in mid-air, but when she landed, her knee hurts. Her face was pale, and the cold sweat fell off in an instant, and she knelt on the edge of the platform with a plop, if not for her hand, she was still holding the air conditioner. Planted long ago.

"Who?!" The bodyguard heard the movement and ran over, Duan Cheng whistled, leading them to run away.

Song Yuhang breathed a sigh of relief, squatted and moved in, putting his fingers on the window sill and looking in.

After a short period of darkness, the room returned to light. Through the gaps in the curtains, Song Yuhang saw Lin Nianjing lying on the bed, and medical staff were surrounding her for examination.

The nurse replaced her with a new bottle, and several doctors changed the dressing for her. As soon as the gauze on her shoulder was taken apart, the flesh became bloody, and the doctor used surgical scissors to dispose of the suppurative and inflamed flesh.

Lin Nian in his sleep frowned in pain.

Song Yuhang clenched his fists, and for a moment he wanted to rush in and hug her tightly so that she would never suffer so much again.

It wasn't until the nails sank deeply into the flesh and Song Yuhang bit his teeth that the smell of blood came out, and the long dressing change ended.

The doctor dusted her wound with medicated powder and wrapped the gauze, and then took the tray and withdrew again.

When the people walked away, Song Yuhang took out the wire from his pocket and slammed the window latch twice. He heard a crackle, gently pushed away, and turned in.

She almost ran to her bedside, trying to lift her face, but saw her dirty hands again, hesitated for a while, and gave up.

Lin Fan was already thin, and his illness was even more inhuman. His small face was pale, and even the bright red lips that had always been bright were lost.

Song Yuhang looked sad, turned his back and wiped the corner of his eyes, trying to touch her, hug her and kiss her, but was afraid of bringing the bacteria on her body to her, which would aggravate her condition.

A whistle urging her came downstairs.

She should go.

Song Yuhang knelt down by the bed, hugged her gently across the quilt, and put his head on her chest.

"Lin Wei, I miss you so much, wake up quickly and don't leave me alone."

But no one answered her, only the ECG monitor next to the bed was working as usual, making a dizzying sound.

Song Yuhang got up, looked at her pale and bloodless lips, leaned slightly, stopped when she was still three inches away, and instead kissed her forehead.

Just like she did to her that day.

Song Yuhang closed his eyes and allowed himself to be presumptuous for a while and stay a little longer.

She said silently in her heart: "You... don't die."

There was another whistle from downstairs.

Song Yuhang knew that the delay was terribly delayed.

She got up, wiped away her tears, and pulled a metal button from her collar, stuffed it into her palm, curled up, and put it in the bed.

Song Yuhang turned his head after three steps and turned out the window sill.

A few people had been waiting downstairs a long time ago, and the way back was even harder to walk. Jumping back is easy, but jumping past is difficult.

Song Yuhang had no choice but to climb down with the water pipe, halfway through the glare flashlight, she covered her face subconsciously, slid down, and was chased by the bodyguards behind her like a bereaved dog.

Zheng Chengrui's voice came from the earphones: "Team Song, to the southeast, bypassing a flowerbed, there is a dog hole under the wall, we are waiting for you here."

Damn, the dignified criminal investigation captain also had a day of drilling a dog hole.

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth and plunged in, Duan Cheng stretched out his hand to pull the person out, and the faces of several people were a little uncontrollable.

Song Yuhang's face became hot, so he not only drilled a dog hole, but also became a gentleman of Liang Shang, and his fame was ruined.

She patted her gray clothes, twisted a few weeds from her head, turned around and walked outside first.

"Don't tell anyone about today's matter."

Duan Cheng prolonged his voice: "Eh-is Team Song begging us? If you invite us to a hot pot, maybe..."

Before he finished his words, the person walking in front popped a few words from his teeth.

"This is an order."

"..."

Several people behind her grinned at her.

No wonder it is said that things are gathered by kind and people are divided by groups. Team Song and Sister Lin have been together for a long time. How can they talk and do things more and more like her.

No matter what, no matter.

While spitting in his heart, Duan Cheng sighed at this **** sweet socialist sisterhood, and raised his heel.

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After sending these people home separately, Song Yuhang asked the driver to take him back to the hospital.

As soon as she got out of the car, Lin Ge's car also arrived.

I can't help but notice him. No matter his appearance or temperament, this man is extremely outstanding when he is thrown into the crowd.

Lin Ge carried some nutrients in his hand, and it seemed that he came to the hospital to see patients.

Lin Fan has been transferred to the hospital. What acquaintances can he have in the hospital?

Song Yuhang touched his nose, bowed his head and walked.

Lin Ge followed from behind.

"Are you better? Looks like it's better. I'm tired of things that I was tired of a while ago... I was busy at home, so I never came to see you.

Originally, she could also ask Lin Ge about the whereabouts of Lin Nai, but after another thought, since she has decided to draw a clear line with Lin Ge from now on, then there is no need to contact him actively, so as not to come and go and give it to him. Any thoughts left behind will not be good if it delays him.

After all, he was Lin Wei's relative, and Song Yuhang still didn't want to hurt him if he could.

Thinking like this, she spoke: "Have you eaten? Do you want to sit there?"

Lin Ge's gaze fell to the sidewalk stall: "Okay, okay, I ate some when I came here, but it's a midnight snack."

Song Yuhang ordered a bowl of rice noodles, and Lin Ge ordered half of wontons. The two sat on either side of the greasy table.

Her hand muscles and bones had just been connected, and she still couldn't do too fine movements such as buttoning and tying a tie. Lin Ge wanted to help her break the disposable chopsticks apart.

Song Yuhang had bitten it out by himself, stirring the rice noodles and seasoning in the bowl, Lin Ge looked at the scars that had just been wiped on the back of her hand.

"this is……"

Song Yuhang glanced at it without changing his face and heartbeat: "I accidentally got it."

It should have been rubbed when jumping on the window sill.

What else did Lin Ge want to say, Song Yuhang had already snatched his words, and gently and firmly rejected him.

"The reason why I haven't taken the initiative to contact you during this period is not only because I am busy, but I am also thinking about whether I am right with you, but after thinking about it, you may be the most suitable marriage partner among the parents. But I am not just rushing to get married..."

Lin Ge smiled, picked up the yellowed transparent water bottle on the table, poured a cup of warm water to her, his wontons remained unchanged.

"I know, I am not pursuing Miss Song just to find a partner to marry..."

Song Yuhang raised his eyes to look at him, there was no extra emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a friend, like a colleague, like an ordinary person, his eyes were open, his expression was glamorous, and he even tried to avoid suspicion. The gaze that deliberately avoided the line of sight was gone.

She really didn't mean anything to him.

The smile on Lin Ge's face faded.

"In this case, I think Mr. Lin should understand me."

The title has also returned to the most rusty point.

"Is there someone you like?" Lin Ge held the disposable plastic cup and watched the water ripple slightly.

Song Yuhang answered very firmly, almost without hesitation: "Yes."

Lin Ge smiled bitterly: "Can I ask who it is? Don't think too much, I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask, who can make you..."

Song Yuhang also smiled, but it was a very gentle smile. She only smiled when she thought of that person. She curled her lips slightly, the aura that strangers should not come close to dissipated, and the soft thorns on her body were restrained. Reveal the simplest side of yourself.

"He is a very good person, stubborn, arrogant, gentle and kind, all hidden under the appearance of paranoia."

"She is a flower that blossomed out of the mud. It deserves my protection and love, so I'm sorry."

Song Yuhang took out the money from his pocket to call the boss to settle the bill, until the end she didn't tell him who that person was.

Although she and Lin Wei have shown each other's heart, Lin Wei is still in a coma, and she can't figure out what she thinks about the relationship, whether it is open or not, whether to tell her family or not to hide it?

Especially, when he was in the bamboo forest, Lin Wei said that Lin Ge is one of the few people who treated her kindly, so Song Yuhang chose to tell a white lie, without telling her who he liked, just Let him vaguely have a personal choice, and then completely cut off the idea.

As for the affair between her and Lin Fan, it will be long before she wakes up, and it will not be too late to discuss with her.

Lin Ge still had a gift for her at his feet, and Song Yuhang had already gone far.

He stood up and chased after him, and rushed to the hospital and just stuffed the nutrition into her hands.

"Let's take it, today is just a visit as a friend. I can't be a boyfriend or girl friend. Ms. Song won't even an ordinary friend not do it with me, right?"

Because of the violent running, there was a thin layer of sweat on the man's head, his eyes were dim, but he still forced a smile.

Song Yuhang declined. He had stepped back two steps and waved goodbye to her under the steps.

"After all, you are also my sister's friend. Just as I thank you for your life-saving grace on her behalf, don’t worry, I’m Lin Ge is an interesting person. I will tell my mother and aunt that I won’t be going on blind dates again. Miss Song came out with the identity of the subject."

While talking, Lin Ge's car parked over.

"Then I wish Miss Song in advance that the lovers will finally be married."

After Lin Ge finished speaking, he got into the car without giving her a chance to speak again.

Song Yuhang looked at the nutrition products in his hand and smiled bitterly. Lin Nian Na Lin Nian, your father is not very good, but he really has a good brother.

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Before Song Yuhang stepped into the ward, he heard the voice of Song's mother turning around in a hurry.

"What about people? Where did such a freshman go?" A group of medical staff surrounded her.

"Call the police... Yes, call the police." The old man took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed the number. Before he dialed it out, he was stunned.

Song Yuhang laughed: "Mom, I'm here. I took time off from the hospital and went out to have a meal with my colleagues."

Mother Song looked at her up and down: "Oh, why are these clothes so dirty again? Did you fight with someone again? How can your injury still be good..."

"It's okay, it's okay, mom, don't worry." Song Yuhang pulled the man to the bed and sat down, and apologized to the medical staff and asked them to go out. Then he closed the door and returned.

Mother Song looked at the nutrition she brought back: "This is..."

Song Yuhang poured a cup of hot water from the boiling water bottle to warm her hands: "Lin Ge gave it to her. Why did you come this night?"

"Come and see you, Mom doesn't worry at home alone. I saw someone selling candied chestnuts on the way here, so I bought some for you."

The old man took out a paper bag from his carry-on bag and put it on the table, and put a paper towel to peel her chestnuts.

Song Yuhang wanted to take over, but was beaten back.

"Go, go, go and lie down on the bed. By the way, how are you and Lin Ge, are there any progress?"

After all, it's still the point.

Song Yuhang twisted a chestnut into his mouth, still hot, and it was soft and delicious, sweet and fragrant.

She narrowed her eyes comfortably, because seeing Lin Fan, she resolved the matter with Lin Ge, and she was in a good mood.

"Blow."

Mother Song had a meal peeling the chestnuts, and Song Yuhang went to touch the chestnuts to eat, but was smashed on the forehead with the chestnut shell.

Mother Song was very angry: "You... why did you reject others this time? Finally, there is a man who doesn't dislike your career..."

The criminal police didn't want to find the criminal police, and they didn't care about the family when they were busy, let alone other people. When they heard about her career, they retreated. Lin Ge has been with her for a long time in her blind date.

Song Yuhang pulled the chestnut shell off her clothes and held her mother's hand. She thought it over and thought it over: "Mom, don't be angry, look at it, my sister has been single for so many years, and she hasn't looked for it. , It's pretty good alone..."

"That's different. Your sister has Xiaowei and a companion by her side. I don't object to her second marriage, but I hope someone can take good care of their wives. Isn't the point?"

"You are now getting married and having children. I can take advantage of my ability to walk, and I can take care of you for a few years. After two years, I can't walk anymore. You're an elderly mother again, and you have another minor illness. Yes, there isn't even a person in front of the bed serving tea and water, that's really sad."

Mother Song also held her hand, her eyes were slightly red, and she was polite.

After all, I am still worried that there will be no one to take care of her in her later years, and the evening scene will be bleak.

Song Yuhang's heart softened, and he hugged his mother into his arms, gently patted her back to comfort her, and finally came out abruptly.

"Mom, our family is not patriarchal. There is no throne to inherit, right?"

The angry mother Song wanted to beat her: "What are you talking about?! Where do you still have to be patriarchal?"

Song Yuhang smiled: "Then it's not enough. Our family doesn't need to continue the incense. Besides, even if we want to continue the incense, wouldn't there be Xiaowei?"

She looked at her mother with a slightly cautious look, which was regarded as vaccinating her relationship with Lin Wei in advance.

"You see me growing up and you know me best. You should know that my character can't stand ordinary men, and ordinary men can't stand me. I really don't plan to get married. When I was young, I saved more money. Then I’ll live in a nursing home. I’ll be with you and accompany you to bask in the sun and dance the square dance every day.”

Speaking of the first half of Song's mother, she was still angry with her, but in the second half, she was amused by her with a smile.

"You, how can you still be dancing then..."

"It's okay. If we can't dance, we will stay in the house to watch TV, drink tea and play chess. If you like children, I will adopt seventeen or eighteen for you outside. You can choose the appearance and character. We line up every day. Ask your grandma to make you happy..."

Mother Song was teased by her from ear to ear: "You, you will talk nonsense in one day, how can you adopt 17 or 18? Besides, can you see 17 or 18? I won't take care of you... …"

Song Yuhang looked at the white hair on her temples and the lines on her face. She was not young anymore, and the successive pains of losing her husband and children made her old quickly.

After graduating from high school and working for two years, she married her father. Maybe she had no culture, but she always kept their family of four neat and tidy.

Back then, his father’s salary was only a few hundred yuan, but Song Yuhang could still wear clean school uniforms to class every day. After school, there would be fish, shrimp and meat on the dining table every other day.

When she became independent and came out to work, she knew that apart from busy work and study, she had to take care of housework, cleaning and sanitation, shopping for food, cooking, and filling her stomach. It was a very difficult task. Things that are difficult to hold on.

Mother Song has been like a day for decades, including loving them.

Song Yuhang held the still gentle chestnuts, and put his mother in his arms, with his head on her shoulders, with a heartfelt sense of relaxation and gratitude.

"Mom, thank you."

She paused, then said: "Also, I'm sorry, I'm worrying you."

Mother Song also put her hand on her back and patted her gently: "Silly boy, mom just hopes you'll have a good life. Your dad left early and your brother also left. There are not many people in our family, mom. I will leave you eventually. At that time, my mother is afraid that you are lonely. No matter who you are, it is good to have someone with you."

Song Yuhang hugged his mother tighter: "No, Mom, you will live a long life."

Mother Song helped the person up and looked at her grown-up daughter on her shoulders: "There is no such thing as a long life. Everyone will grow old, but mother's biggest wish is that you are safe. This Better than anything."

Song Yuhang's eyes were hot, and he took the initiative to peel the chestnuts for his mother: "Mom, don't patronize me, you eat too."

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"Miss, the young lady is awake!" The caregiver in charge of the guardianship was dozing off in the middle of the night.

The doctors hurried in, rolled their eyelids again, and listened to heart sounds, abruptly pulling Lin Wei from his lethargy.

She dumbly heard someone say: "The lung infection is under control."

"Heartbeat with spontaneous breathing."

"Remove the ventilator and put on a feeding tube."

The instrument was pushed away from the bed, and the pain and discomfort brought by the tracheal intubation made her open her eyes blankly.

The world has changed from black and white to color, from blurry to clear.

Lin Nian closed his eyes twice and felt so tired. His body had never been so sleepy before. His limbs were aching, and his head was swollen and painful.

The doctor rolled up her sleeve and injected the transparent painkiller.

Lin Nian frowned, a painful grunt between her lips and teeth. She clenched her fists subconsciously, but suddenly felt panic as there was something in her palm.

It's cold and round.

She tilted her head slightly, spread her palms, and tried to look.

It's a button.

Shirt buttons for standard police uniforms.

There was a shallow silver glow in the light.

Lin Fan knows, she's been here.

For some reason, when this idea came up, her heart felt relieved, and she was warm and relieved like never before.

Lin Nian gripped the button back into his palm, closed his eyes slightly, and let the darkness and sleepiness engulf him.