Chapter 517

Many things can be cooked twice at once, such as thick skinned, or teasing your boyfriend.

Since he became a girlfriend, boss Qin has applied his talent of high learning ability to major general Feng. He is happy to explore and overcome the evil taste of major general Feng's facial paralysis.

But she obviously forgot that major general Feng was the commander of the first honorary team in China, and his learning in practice was no different, and he was more interested in discussing problems in bed.

So, three hours later, a retributed boss climbed up with his waist covered. When he saw a major general opening the gauze on her feet for inspection, he wanted to sigh that he was still too naive.

"It was scratched by an iron blunt instrument." the scout, who knows more about the murder weapon than the forensic medicine, can identify the time of the injury as long as he looks at the wound. "Where did you go a week ago?"

A week ago, the operation of Shengde hospital failed.

"No, I went to Aunt Feng Jiao's shop to help. I accidentally met her." Qin Qing lowered her eyebrows and grabbed the white quilt cover with her fingers under the quilt.

"..." Feng Yan held her ankle and looked at it for a while. Then he took out a clean gauze and bandaged her again. "Next time, I'll break the cold needle."

In this way, the matter has been exposed.

"You're worried." the wound was reapplied with potion, and the bandage was gently and carefully tied. Even the cold soles of the feet were warmed by the big palm. Qin Qing couldn't help reaching out to hold each other's face and whispered, "Feng Yan, I'm fine. Don't worry too much."

Qin Qing can fully understand the man's mood. If one day she watched the other party in danger but could only worry, she would be more irritable than now.

But Feng Yan's mental state today can't bear too many emotional ups and downs. Especially after seeing Zhou Yunfei, Qin Qing's heart has buried deep worries.

If Zhou Yunfei is a real mental patient, the mood fluctuation between Feng Yan and Feng Yue

"What are you thinking?" Feng Yan found that the girl was distracted, so he took his long legs and put them in his arms. He asked in a low voice, "does it hurt you?"

This pain refers to the struggle of the previous three hours. With his vigorous age and anger, he couldn't control it for a moment. After he vented his worries and thoughts, he was distressed again.

Qin Qing returned to his mind. His face turned red. He pursed his lips and shook his head. He held the big hand at his waist and turned to look at the light and shadow filtered in by the screen curtain on the windowsill. The light and shade were staggered and blurred. "Feng Yan, will we have a hostile day?"

Because of relatives, beliefs and even other irresistible external factors, they become opponents and enemies who need to draw their guns.

Feng Yan, who leaned against the head of the bed, seemed unable to guess the source of the topic. Then he tightened his arm, let the girl's back tightly close to his chest, and firmly gave the answer, "no, I will stand on your side."

The two bodies close to no gap could detect each other's body temperature and heartbeat. Qin Qing could clearly hear the man's heart beating steadily and powerfully at that moment, leading her heart to ring the same pace.

No matter what happens, I will support you and protect you.

This is the answer that men have always given her in action.

Qin Qing looked at the blurred light and dark lines in the light and shadow, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She thought of the scene of going straight to the noodle shop to find Qin Fengjiao after returning from Shengde hospital a week ago.

At that time, the noodle shop was hanging a rest sign. The waiter had finished work. Qin Fengjiao was the only one left in the shop to count the accounts at the counter. When he saw Qin Qing in a black suit coming back with blood, he was so scared that he fell off his calculator. "Little master, what's the matter?"

She rushed to check the girl's injury, but she was clasped on her wrist.

"Aunt Fengjiao, tell me, what's the cause of the resentment between my mother and Zhou Yunfei." Qin Qing was cold by the night wind when she was running away, and her voice was frozen into ice.

"Why, why do you suddenly ask this?" Qin Fengjiao Leng Buding was startled. A trace of panic flashed at the bottom of her eyes and unconsciously looked away. "Little master, I've thought about it carefully. We'd better count revenge...".

Da, before she finished her words, she was pushed back by the girl's leather shoes.

Qin Qing's face was unprecedentedly depressed and indifferent. "Did my mother come to Macao twenty years ago? Who was she?"

Eighteen years ago, the distant old case was like a chain tied to her heart. After witnessing the crazy woman shaped like Zhou Yunfei, this chain completely choked the beating of her heart.

Now, Qin Fengjiao was also tied by the shackles of fate. The blood color on her face faded in a moment. She grabbed the girl's corner with her backhand and exclaimed, "where did you know this? Who told you? No, don't continue to check, little master, I beg you, don't check!"

It was the only time that the girl saw Qin Fengjiao cry countless times, with extreme fear and panic, and even forgot to wipe.

"Truth, I want a truth." Qin Qing didn't give in. She looked down at the crying middle-aged woman with a deep numbness on her face.

"Without the truth, I don't want revenge, little master, I beg you. If something happens to you, I'll die and have no face to see my master." Qin Fengjiao's four decisive words were contained in her tears, combined with the white strength of her palm, and begged, "You can't fight them. If you let them know that you are the master's child, they will not let you go. Now you can grow up healthily, and the master will be happy to know."

Between revenge and life, she made a choice as early as eighteen years ago.

It is her greatest wish to keep the master's blood.

No flesh and blood person can be indifferent to the people close to her. Qin Qing is no exception. Her throat is rolling up and down. She closes her eyes and only gently says the last question, "well, let me ask you again. Did Zhou Yunfei really kill my mother?"

Is the target she has been looking for since her rebirth and the object she wants to repay her kindness the executioner who killed her own mother?

With tears in her eyes, Qin Fengjiao suddenly loosened her clothes and looked up at her. Until this moment, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. "Little master, you have been asking Zhou Yunfei's news because you have known her for a long time, haven't you?"

In the past, she was eager to protect the Lord. She thought that the girl was just curious to verify, but after coming down again and again, she realized that the girl had been defending Zhou Yunfei.