Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

On the first floor of emergency care, the usual patients were overcrowded and the medical personnel were carrying a heavy burden.

The police have been here for a long time. After the investigation, they took the song to a temporarily empty I.V. room to record the confession. After all, three people were in the car. Only one of them is still able to answer the question soberly. The other two people, while still alive, are still awake.

I sat there reading songs and talked to the police.

But the blood on her face and on her body was still there, she had not dealt with it, her face was exhausted and she had been dealing with all the interrogations.

Qin Shiting walked all the way into the IV room and saw this scene.

“So, Miss, did you notice any abnormalities in the car before boarding? ”

“No, after more than a dozen or twenty minutes of driving, the smell of burning started inside. I've already shown you the video I recorded on my phone. I still trust the new driver. After all, he inhaled hallucinogenic gas. There was no way to control the speed of the car at that time, and things gradually got out of control, but if you want to keep track of him, you have to wait until he wakes up. ”

The police were listening and writing beside her and then watching her sitting there. Her face seemed gloomy. Think about it, or ask the other elderly officer beside her: “Miss Shi now looks in poor condition, her confession is almost recorded, why don't you give her a break first? Shall we go back to the station first? ”

Another police officer hasn't spoken yet, and Qin Shiting's voice has been heard: “I've asked all the questions, and there's really no need to focus on a victim to keep her nervous. ”

Hearing this clear voice, several police officers looked back at the person standing in front of the door and put on the clear face. One of the elderly officers recognized him: “Dr. Qin? ”

Qin Shiting nodded softly: "Man, can I take it? ”

Several police officers were surprised. I wondered what the relationship between the victim and Qin Shiting, the famous dealer in Haicheng, was. However, Qin Shiting was usually so busy that he never cared about his business, he would suddenly come to the emergency room and say that he was going to take people away. He seemed familiar.

“Yes, I can take it away. I think the lady looked terrible. She's been through such a dangerous thing in the morning. Until now, her body and mind are probably a little overloaded. We're done here. ”

Qin Shiting stopped talking, only between a few people who automatically made way inside and looked at singing while sitting there.

The look of the song was a little wooden, and I looked up at him, and I didn't know what to say for a while.

She was really white at the moment, and she hadn't even handled all the wolves, and she kept her phone in her hand, which was supposed to be the so-called recorded video of the car that had been shown to the police before.

“Can you walk?” Qin Shiting didn't go over, just looked at her, looked at her legs again, and asked coldly.

But apparently he remembered that the previous season Warm had said that she was a little limp when reading songs and walking, maybe hitting her legs or feet, just that she had never been too obvious and now she was sitting there still.

When I read the song, I looked back at the officers next to me and said, "Can I go now? ”

The officer nodded: "Yes. ”

She got up and tried to make herself look less lukewarm, but she herself knew it was futile, and now she writes lukewarmly from body to mind, from top to bottom.

She subconsciously resisted wearing a white Qin Shiting.

When she slowly walked to him, because she slowed her steps, she thought that her legs would not be found hurting, but the more she did, the more obvious it was in Qin Shiting's eyes.

Until she walked up to him, she glanced at him, didn't speak, and walked straight out of him.

Qin Shiting stood in silence for a moment before turning back and walking out. "Follow me to the clinic. ”

As if he didn't hear the song, Qin Shiting looked at her. The cold eyebrows seemed to add a bit of frost. He saw her go to the hospital door with some effort and went straight out. He walked over with no expression and suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The chanting song was not expected to be suddenly pulled, because of inertia, a sluggish backwards, her half body suddenly hit him in his arms, she turned her eyes sharply, saw Qin Shiting close at hand, all spirited, and then saw the blood on his body that had already dried up a little on his white coat, suddenly the whole person was very uncomfortable hurrying back to the side, lifting his hand to shake his hand away.

Qin Shiting didn't let go, just looked at her coldly: "Follow me to the clinic, I don't want to say it again for the third time. ”

When I read the song, I felt the hand on my wrist was tight, she frowned, impatiently said: “No need, I'm not hurt, I've already talked to the police, now I need to go back to the company to deal with the later issues, I'll send someone here to take care of it. ”

Qin Shiting's tone still had no temperature and didn't let go of her hand: "Go up and check for sequelae from car crash shock and leg injuries. ”

“No, I'm fine. Don't bother Dr. Qin.” There's nothing about singing and continuing to pull his wrist out of his palm.

“Hey? Dr. Qin, why are you here? This side of the 16th floor is looking for you. Your patient seems to be having some problems in the ward. The family is anxious to see you...” In front of the hospital emergency door, a young doctor walked out of the side aisle and just finished talking. Suddenly, he noticed that Dr. Qin, who is normally distant from women, is actually holding a girl's wrist at this moment. He immediately surprised, his eyes directly curious to read the song and read the past.

Reading the song to avoid each other's eyes, he turned to Qin Shiting and whispered: “Let go. ”

Qin Shiting didn't say much. He still held her wrist and stopped talking nonsense. He simply dragged people away.

When reading the song, I didn't expect him to suddenly be dragged in the direction of the elevator in front of her hospital colleagues with a strong, unprepared face.

There were too many people around her, and she didn't have a good time saying anything out loud until the elevator stopped on the ground floor. Qin Shiting took her directly in. Fortunately, there were no patients and others to go upstairs at this time, and there were only two of them in the elevator.

“Let go.” She said it again.

Qin Shiting really let go this time. At the same time, he walked to the front and pressed the number on the elevator. He kept the right distance from her, and then looked back at her.

When I read the song, I raised my eyes to his gaze: “Didn't Dr. Qin say I had no conscience? I should go back to the office. What does that have to do with you? Why should I go to your office? ”