Chapter 35

due to physical reasons, song Yuhang's request to participate in the ad hoc group was not approved.

Zhao Junfeng's meaning is that this time she will be given credit, sitting in bed after listening for a long time, pursed tight lips.

The hospital bed creaks. Song Yuhang himself pulls out the needle and sits up, arms on the edge of the bed to get down.

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That afternoon, she dragged her sick body all over the outdoor supplies street, and there was no boss willing to repair the mechanical stick for her.

Song Yuhang held it carefully with both hands and put it into the bag: "thank you."

Another one is not as unique as this one for Lin Yan.

"It can't be repaired. It's not made in China. It's not only a technical problem. The cost of aviation aluminum is high. It's better to replace it with a new one."

The boss looked at the bent mechanical stick and knocked it gently with a small hammer. The paint fell off and he shook his head.

When Yu Guang glimpses the street of outdoor products, she calls the master to stop, throws some money on the seat, and gets out of the car with her bag.

On the way back, she got messages from her mobile phone. She hung up one by one and finally turned off the phone.

"I'll wait for her."

She stepped back a few steps, then looked back with firm eyes: "please tell forensic doctor Lin -"

the iron gate is tight, armed police with guns standing on all sides, and song Yuhang can't break through.

"It's true." The little prison guard's mouth was almost worn out: "there are many people coming to see forensic doctor Lin these days. That's what she said."

Song Yuhang clenched his lower lip, and his face was not very good-looking. He said bitterly, "does she really say that?"

Song Yuhang is still carrying the backpack when she came here. In the hot sun, she stands outside, sweating. She has been waiting for the prison guards to come out and call her in. But what she is waiting for is the news that Lin Yan told her to go away.

That's good.

But is she ready to walk?

How can she see this ghost like picture.

Lin Yan turned slightly, buried his face in the pillow and bit his teeth: "no Let her go

"Song team of Jiangcheng Municipal Bureau, song police officer."

"Who Who wants to see me? " When she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse, and the coarse gravel did not look like her.

A flurry of confusion, she heard the sound of the medical plate overturned, a sharp pain in the wrist, she finally woke up a little, heard someone's name.

"Come on, give me a shot in the arm!"

The C.O. called her name again and again, but could not call her back.

She can only move her eyes, but her eyes are still lax.

Lin Yan was too weak to lift his fingers.

The iron door rings again.

The seventh day.

So she lay quietly in the dark cell, nestled in the damp and cold bed, and opened her eyes for several days.

On the sixth day, she finally won herself a moment's respite.

As if the director stepped on the ground, he stepped back with a group of people and so on. He gave up and motioned her to calm down: "OK, OK, let's go. Don't get excited. Lie down and have a rest."

When she heard this, her whole body could only move her hand, slowly touching the indwelling needle on the back of her hand.

Lin Yan had a wound on his body. He was wrapped with gauze around his neck. He lost a lot of weight. His face was pale and dying.

If this man really died in the detention house, would he want this black hat!

On the fifth day, the director of the institute came to see Lin Yan, who was lying on the bed and didn't eat anything, and depended on nutrient solution to survive, almost knelt down to her: "aunt! Take a bite, please

The fourth day, Lin Ge came in person, Lin Yan just said a word and asked him to go: "if you want to persuade my brother, you can't do it."

Lin Yan couldn't stand the scene, so he simply put his head in the quilt.

The third day, Lin Ge's mother came, across the iron gate of a big age, looking at the bony she almost cried out.

Lin Yan began a hunger strike.

The Lin housekeeper has gone.

Lin Yan broke his rice bowl in front of him and put the porcelain on his wrist: "you'd better die than be free."

The day after Lin Yan wakes up, Lin Youyuan's housekeeper comes.

He no longer comes in person.

Lin Youyuan's meaning is very obvious: bail, OK, go home.She attempted suicide and was handcuffed not long after she woke up. This time, she was not afraid that she would run away, but that she would hurt herself again.

Song Yuhang went to see her on the seventh day of Lin Yan's hunger strike.

Song Yuhang coughed twice, covered his chest and leaned back in his chair to breathe: "it's ok Cough Please drive faster

The driver looked back at her and said, "are you ok?"

Five minutes from the fifth floor of the hospital to the gate, she is still in some physical condition.

Wearing a mask and hat, song Yuhang squeezed out of the crowded outpatient hall and ran to the door of the hospital step by step. He reached out and stopped the taxi: "Binhai provincial detention center."

When she returned to the ward five minutes later, the big ward was dripping, the thermometer was on the table, and the bed was empty.

After that, he pushed the medicine cart out.

The little nurse was flattered: "OK, I'll go first and come back in five minutes."

It's rare to see such a good-looking, gentle and good tempered policeman.

She saw that the little nurse's communicator was flashing all the time, and said, "go and be busy. I'll call you."

Song Yuhang was very cooperative, with a gentle smile on his face: "thank you."

The little nurse pricked the needle for her, and then helped her to lean on the head of the bed and put a thermometer under her armpit.

"Officer song, you are recovering well. You should be able to leave the hospital in a few days. This is the last bottle of liquid for today. Just ring the bell and call us when you're finished. You can tell us anything at any time. "

She put the mechanical stick into the backpack at the head of the bed: "come in."

The more song Yuhang thought about it, the more difficult she was to sit and stand. The nurse knocked on the door to come in and change her dressing.

But why didn't the Lin family bail her out, or did they say something else?

Song Yuhang thought of this, slightly curved lips smile, forget it, she does not bully others is good.

Did the inmates bully her?

Did the C.O. make her angry?

She's so choosy. Can she eat something?

Is it hot in the detention house? Is she used to it?

Is Lin Yan well?

She had never missed its owner so much.

Song Yuhang stroked the rusty mechanical stick, almost stunned.

At Zhao Junfeng's level, it's not impossible but impossible to directly come forward to get people. What he can do is to return the material evidence to the owner.

Which link is wrong?

The informant she arranged at the gate of the detention house did not see Lin Yan come out.

If Zhao Junfeng really said that the Lin family would come out to get people, it would be impossible that there would not be any movement so far.

She was burning with anxiety.

For a month, song Yuhang couldn't see Lin Yan's face or inquire about Lin Yan's news. This person seemed to evaporate out of thin air.

This is a case directly under the provincial department. The higher authorities attach great importance to it, and her level is powerless to intervene.

During the period of recuperation, song Yuhang did not seldom call the detention center, but every time was no exception. He got a reply that "the case is still in the stage of review, and he does not accept external inquiries.".

It's a pity that she and song Yuhang haven't won yet.

She thought of the name, the man's face, with a trace of regret.

It's just

She will fight for the truth all her life.

The result of compromise is that she has lost Chunan forever.

She will not compromise again.

In the first half of her life, she did nothing and drifted with the tide. Choosing the profession of forensic medicine was her first choice, the only and final choice.

At the last glance before the darkness of the world, he manipulated the wheelchair and suddenly turned away. Lin Yan knew that he had won.

Two bodyguards rushed up to help him: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin!"

His right hand began to shake violently, as if he had a Parkinson's swing.

The same face, the same integrity.

As if time and space overlap, the woman of that year also fell in front of him, though dead but unyielding.

But she fell down on the bed, her eyes still bright, staring at him in this direction, as if to let him remember: who caused her death today, and who forced it.

He watched Lin Yan fall on his back on the bed. She was cruel and pricked the artery. The tiny blood column was like a shower nozzle. It was bleeding and couldn't be pressed.

Lin Youyuan's lips trembled, his masseter muscles moved back and forth, and his green fingers stopped rubbing.

When Lin Youyuan's pupil shrinks, it's too late to stop him. At the moment when Lin Yan gives up, a blood column spurts out from the end of the needle, instantly dyes the patient's suit red and splashes on the ground.

After she finished this sentence, she closed her eyes slightly.

"In that case, why give birth to me?"

The corner of her lips curved, showing a smile that he showed for the first time since he came here.Lin Yan swallowed and understood his body language.

Lin Youyuan is still indifferent. He even grinds his toes impatiently, as if urging Lin Yan: if you want to die, die quickly, don't waste time.

But Lin Yan's hand trembled and let the tip of the needle go in for two points. The two bodyguards began to covetous, ready to rush to rob people at any time.

Lin youyuanwo was sitting in his wheelchair. If it wasn't for the four iron windows and another cup of hot tea, he would be able to drink tea and read the newspaper here.

It's a sign of nervousness and fear.

Lin Yan's hand began to shake. She could hardly hold the needle. She began to swallow frequently.

That indifference with a little disgust is enough to be the last straw to crush the camel.

He didn't have to say anything at all. He didn't even have to smile like Lin Yan to hide his true thoughts.

Father and daughter look at each other silently. Lin Youyuan is a man who has experienced big storms. Lin Yan's little wisdom in front of him is not worth mentioning.

She gasped a little, her wrists began to shake, and her blood swelled with his words.

Lin Yan still has injuries on his shoulder. This position won't last long.

Lin Youyuan quietly looked at her performance and laughed: "you have courage. You are my daughter. Today, even if I carry the corpse, I will carry you back and bury you in my ancestral grave."

The two young men looked at each other.

There is a steel needle on the skin that can be broken by blowing, and it can be penetrated at any time.

"Don't move. I'm a forensic doctor. I'm not sure if I can kill you in ten seconds, but I can kill myself."

Lin Yanwei raised his neck, fingertips flashing cold, the tone is diffuse, with a sharp heart.

No one can see how she moves. The hose for infusion is bubbling with water, and the needle has disappeared.

He stopped rubbing his fingers without winking. The two young men who followed him went to help Lin Yan out of bed.

Lin Youyuan did not smile, as if he had expected it.

Lin Yan pulled his lips and showed an ironic smile: "don't go, don't sign, go away."

Jingtai group is Lin's main business, which is not small.

"The CEO of Jingtai group will take over my job in the future."

Lin Youyuan rubbed the green finger on his thumb, and their father and daughter reached an impatient consensus on treating each other in the same way.

"Which branch do you want me to work in this time?"

The young man who followed Lin Youyuan handed him a piece of paper and a pen. Lin Yan glanced at him, but he was not interested.

Of course, Lin Youyuan has nothing to say with her. As soon as she leaves, she smiles and says directly, "I've asked someone to write your resignation report. You can sign it."

She didn't even want to look at the father.

Lin Youyuan smiles and nods to greet him, watching him go away. The noble style is vividly reflected in him, but it only makes Lin feel disgusted.

The c.o.told the c.o.doctor to go back: "OK, please do as you like. Just call us when you're done, and then sign to go through the formalities."

Lin Youyuan laughs enough, then kindly pulls back his hand, and finally plans to end the topic: "yes, I should say a few words with Lin Yan..."

Lin Yan quietly watched the political and business game, and his teeth were going to be sour.

"I dare not. You are too polite. It has already turned red. The documents prove Miss Lin's innocence. I've been suffering these days."

These officials have more or less received the support or favor of the Lin family. Who dares to accept such thanks.

Lin's wealth is generous. To avoid suspicion, no one works in the government. Lin Yan is an exception. But three generations ago, he has a deep-rooted relationship with officialdom.

Lin Youyuan, with a smile and a kind face, actually took his hand to express his thanks: "I've given you, the leaders of the Municipal Bureau and the provincial department trouble. I'll come to the door to thank you some other day."

A prison guard with a certain professional title nodded and bowed beside Lin Youyuan: "it's time for Doctor Lin to go home early because he can't eat well and sleep well these days."

As soon as her voice fell, she saw two young men in suits and shoes pushing Lin Youyuan into the room. Her face changed and she stopped eating bananas and threw them into the garbage can.

Lin Yan raised his eyes slightly: "Oh, how can I drop it? The conscience of the boss is going to let me out? "

Lin Yan was lying on the bed, peeling a banana and eating delicious. As soon as the prison doctor put the needle on her, the iron door opened with a crash. Two prison guards came in and opened the handcuffs for her with a bunch of bright keys in their hands.

Three days later.

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"since In that case, I have one last request. "

After hearing this, song Yuhang raised her sore hand and gently put it down. She could no longer support it. She sat down against the bed, covered her chest, gasped, and looked up at him.Zhao Junfeng angrily took back his hand, put his hat on his head, and straightened his tie: "OK, don't flatter me. How can I teach you such things. There are naturally people who care about people's back, so you have to worry about eating salty radish here! Take care of your own wounds

This hand can't be knocked down.

Today, the outstanding young girl who has been in front of him for ten years has been able to bear the burden of being a head guard.

Song Yuhang took the lead in shouting: "report to instructor, we know we are wrong!"

Zhao Junfeng: speak up

A group of people cried and said: "wrong."

"Wrong?"

Zhao Junfeng knocked on his head like a wax gourd one by one.

As if back to the time of reading, every time she made a mistake, she stood upright and was taught.

Zhao Junfeng gave her an angry smile. He waved his wide brimmed hat straight at her head: "I..."

"Report, Lin Yan didn't give me anything Fan I'm lying in the hospital, and I don't know about other people's intercession. It's wishful thinking to interfere in judicial justice with private love! Zhao Ting is a model of our generation

But song Yuhang's eyes brightened, and his lips showed a smile. His hands were still straight. Even though his face was pale, his eyes were as bright as stars.

He really can't say it alone.

Above the director of the Department are the provincial Party committee and the supervision department of the public security organ.

Zhao Junfeng was so angry that he pointed to her nose and scolded: "what kind of medicine did Lin Yan give you! I'll do nothing for you when the detective director comes here early! Wouldn't it be better to arrest and release people according to your preference?! What's more, there are so many eyes looking up and down. This is what I can do alone? "

Song Yuhang stood still, and even stood upright.

He paced back and forth with his negative hand, looked at her, and finally couldn't help saying: "sit down! It's an order

Zhao Junfeng shakes his lips. He hates iron but not steel. These two people are stubborn. They are carved out of the same mold!

She was biting her teeth, shaking her legs and feet, and slowly raised her right hand. Her fingertips were shaking, but her voice was sonorous: "I'm willing to be examined with Lin Yan, please organize approval!"

Song Yuhang stood up slowly along the edge of the bed, his face pale, and his forehead exuded big sweat.

She just got out of the ICU, and was far from being able to walk down. Zhao Junfeng did not dare to stop her. He was afraid that she would struggle to break the wound again, so he relaxed her hand.

"Besides, the situation was critical at that time. How can we confirm that the gangster really lost his resistance? She did it for me I'm willing to take that responsibility. "

Song Yuhang raised his eyes, met the old director's eyes, and stood up against his hand: "I have no face to win this award. Lin Yan came out with me. How can I be rewarded? She was punished. Moreover, from the police rank, I am a leader, It's my fault that I misjudged the situation so that I belittled the enemy and didn't apply to the superior for a gun. If I had a gun, maybe I wouldn't be in such a difficult situation. "

Zhao Junfeng turned back and held her down with a lunge: "you're just hurt. You're not going to die!"

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