Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng and Nie Qing arrived at the hospital and were stopped by special police again on their way to the iron lock ward.

Nie Qingliang got his credentials, and the special police could not be the master, so he went to invite Meng Caijun.

Meng Caijun didn't want to come to the hospital originally, but when Xie Detachment came, he also had to come.

The subordinates reported that someone from the military wanted to see the iron lock, and Meng Caijun paced out, and when he saw Nie Qing, he was immediately shocked.

Nie Qing was wearing khaki short-sleeved cropped trousers, stepping on Li Ning running shoes, ponytails behind his head, oval face, white and tight face like a freshly peeled egg, as if he could pinch out water with just one pinch, unsmiling Like a cold-faced Guanyin.

Meng Caijun's spirit came up, and he silently scored Nie Qing from the bottom of his heart, saying that he was no more than our Qiao Qiao!

Meng Caijun's squinted eyes like a disciple made Nie Qing extremely upset. She took a step forward and reached out and pushed Meng Caijun's chest.

How could Meng Caijun think that there is such a terrifying power hidden in such a graceful body.

Meng Caijun’s back hit the wall first, and then his upper body fell forward. Seeing that his handsome facial features are about to come into close contact with the ground, his police academy’s foundation has not been hollowed out by wine. Supported his hand.

Everything happened between the electric light and flint.

The SWAT police next to him saw the captain embarrassed and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, his face flushed.

Meng Caijun stood up with difficulty, angrily: "Do you dare to attack the police?"

The special police on the side pulled the bolt very cooperatively.

Nie Qing sneered: "Look at me like that again and carefully goug your eyes."

Meng Caijun took a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was not joking, he seemed to have that kind of confidence and strength, but he was also a character who could walk sideways in the northern capital.

"Certificate!"

Nie Qing took it out of his chest pocket, and Meng Caijun was involuntarily lost for a while, and then he stepped forward to take it, opened it, and his heart shocked.

Rocket Army!Major!

Be good!

Meng Caijun looked at Nie Qing again, his eyes were much more disciplined, such a young age, such a high rank, and any situation at home, he could think of anything with his big toe.

Meng Caijun returned the documents, and finally fell on Yang Feng. He thought he was just a follower of Nie Qing, but he was still an old acquaintance and rival in love.

"Yang Feng, what are you doing?"

Yang Feng didn't bother to pay attention to this office, "I will understand the case."

"What's your identity?"

Yang Feng shook his head and threw a copy of his own certificate.

Meng Caijun opened it and took a look: Deputy Director of the Ninth Bureau of National Security!

Seeing this title, Meng Caijun's eyes almost fell to the ground, spinning around the world, and then looking at it over and over again with his ID. Did he think that the level of fake ID was so high this year?

Nie Qing suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the documents, and pushed Meng Caijun smoothly. Meng Caijun was quite interesting this time, hurriedly flashed aside, and then watched the two walk away.

After thinking about it, he immediately followed.

The two had just walked to the door of the ward, the door opened from the inside, and a white shirt with big ears came out.

"You are..." the white-shirted police officer frowned and asked.

"Xie Detachment, I'll introduce it." Meng Caijun came to the Xie Detachment in a hurry, "One of them is from the military and the other is from Guoan."

Xie Detachment frowned: "I don't know the purpose of your trip..."

Yang Feng pushed the door directly and walked in.

"you……"

Nie Qing interrupted coldly, "Thank you, detachment, right? This is a secret, you are not level enough." Nie Qing bit the word level very hard.

After Nie Qing finished speaking, he turned and entered the ward.

Xie Detachment clenched his fists, worked hard luck and then luck, and finally left without saying a word.

Meng Caijun wanted to leave a long time ago, but at this moment, he dispelled the idea because of Nie Qing!

It is unlikely to have a kiss for Fangze. In Meng Caijun's eyes, Nie Qing is a rose with thorns, but it's okay to feast your eyes.

"Xie Detachment." Meng Caijun trot a few steps to keep up with the pace of Xie Detachment, "You go back and rest first, I will observe again."

Meng Caijun's words were exactly what he wanted, and Xie Detachment nodded: "Be sure to figure out their intentions."

Watching Xie Detachment get in the car and leave, Meng Caijun trot back immediately. As soon as he arrived at the door of the ward, Nie Qing opened the door and shouted, "Get out!"

"What?" Meng Caijun's eyes widened in disbelief.

"If you don't understand human words, don't enter within ten feet, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Nie Qing said meticulously, with a firm tone that made people no doubt that she would do what she said.

As the name suggests, Meng Caijun is indeed quite knowledgeable about current affairs, and he took his subordinates to retreat ten feet away.

After confirmation, Nie Qing returned to the ward, but opened the door wide.

Yang Feng used a special tool to check and found no monitoring equipment. Then he looked at the iron lock on the bed.

Tie Shao's wrists and ankles were wrapped in gauze, and his brows were frowned. Yang Feng was feeling guilty and heartbroken.

Sitting on the side of the bed, holding a hand on the iron lock, suddenly his face changed and he was busy cutting his veins, and then carefully opened the gauze, untied the hands, and opened the feet again, Yang Feng couldn't help but yelled "why?" .

"What's the matter?" Nie Qing asked.

Yang Feng didn't answer. He pressed his thumb on the carotid artery of the iron lock. The iron lock woke up quietly, and when he saw Yang Feng, he sat up like a spring: "Brother Feng, is it really you?"

"The iron lock makes you suffer."

"I'm sorry, I'm fine, go and save the younger brother and sister, go!"

"Why?" Yang Feng didn't move.

"what?"

"This is the hospital. Your tendon is broken. Why don't you have an operation?"

Tie Shuo smiled miserably: "The police are eager for me to give up and fend for themselves!"

Yang Feng immediately took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said, "Dean Fang, I’m Xiaofeng, I’m sorry to disturb you so late, I have a friend who has broken tendons in both hands and feet, please make arrangements. I will handle an operation myself."

Seeing Yang Feng taking the line, Tie Suo said excitedly: "Brother Feng, I'm fine. Don't waste time on me. It's been a long time since my younger brother and sister have been arrested. Go and save her. What a danger!"

Yang Feng shook his head: "Tie Shao, don't tell me, you have suffered heavy casualties because of me, I will not care about this matter, women are important, brothers are equally important, this is my Yang Feng owes you, I will give you an explanation ."

"but……"

Tie Suo wanted to say something more, Yang Feng interrupted him, "I don't care for a while, but before the operation, tell me the cause and effect."

Tie Shuo started robbing people on the street, and said that he was sent to the hospital by the special police. During the whole process, he cried many times.

Nie Qing was extremely moved when she heard this. She, the red boy, couldn't believe that such a bloody incident would happen under the circumstances.

If it hadn't been a mistake that followed Yang Feng's unintentional intervention, she would never know when the police played down the matter.

The loyalty of the Taoist moved her, and the performance of Shengge also made her admire. The weak woman I saw with pity, even had a strong and fearless side.

"Xie Detachment gave me a symbolic note. I can see that they have closed the case." Tie Suo concluded with these words.

At this time, the little nurse came to inform that the operation was ready.

Nie Qing was fortunate enough to walk into the operating room for the first time in his life.

Fang Jiu greeted a few young men in sterile clothes standing in the operating room.

Yang Feng, also wearing a light blue sterile surgical gown, came to the operating table and frowned when he saw Fang Jiuwen.

"Xiao Feng, these are my students, I will take them to observe and study, don't you mind!"

"Whatever." Yang Feng shook his head, "However, they can't learn anything."

Fang Jiuwen was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at a few young people, and saw contempt and arrogance in their eyes.

On the other side, Yang Feng has already started.

"Tie Shao, for you to be better and faster, there is no anesthetic for the operation tonight."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of death, or pain?"

"I started."

"Ah--" Tie Suo cried out painfully.

"Are you making a mistake, I haven't done it yet."

"It's all right, you don't care about me."

Yang Feng picked up a roll of sterile gauze, "open your mouth and bite."

Tie Suo did so, and Yang Feng helped him roll over and lay on the operating table.

Opening the four packages in one breath, Yang Feng started with his right hand.

The six-channel divine needles are all aroused, but unfortunately, the onlookers can't see anything, thinking that Yang Feng is playing mystery.

Yang Feng quickly sweated profusely, and Tie Suo trembled.

About forty minutes later, Yang Feng stepped aside, wiped his forehead with gauze, looked at Fang Jiu and asked, "Dean Fang, the following things are bothering you."

"This...this is connected." Fang Jiuwen said in disbelief.

Yang Feng nodded: "I'm still a little urgent, so let's leave first."

"Okay, leave it to me, don't worry."

Yang Feng took the lead out of the operating room, and Nie Qing followed. She looked at Yang Feng’s straight spine, and finally understood why she liked him. He had a particularly attractive quality that a real man should have. The traits of being brave, responsible, and being a friend and a woman can do both.

Sitting in the Wrangler, Nie Qing asked: "The next stop is..."

"Kunming Lake Private Club."

"Are you going to the meeting alone?" Nie Qing turned to look at Yang Feng, "Are you sure Shengge must be there?"

"Even if you are not there, you can find information about her."

"I will go with you."

"No need to."

"Aren't you saying you want me to see the true face of Jiang Haichao?"

"I have other arrangements."

Yang Feng said that the arrangement was like this. He was equipped with a camera and eavesdropping device, and then he went to the meeting alone. Nie Qing chose the commanding height, holding a 95-type sniper rifle to observe and guard.

The clubhouse is underground. Nie Qing can only see the entrance, but can know the situation inside Yang Feng's body and hear the dialogue inside.

Only in this way can Jiang Haichao's heartfelt words be heard.

With everything ready, the Wrangler stopped one station outside the clubhouse, and Yang Feng went alone.

Without a membership card, of course he was turned away. This time, Yang Feng was not polite. He hooked his hands and bumped his two heads together. Then the owner of his head fell softly.