The elevator reached the top two floors in an instant.
Ye Anjin held his breath and walked out of the elevator with a confident step, holding the mop.
Unexpectedly, she had just taken two steps when a voice behind her called "Stop!" which almost made her calves cramp.
She turned her head, stood with her eyebrows lowered, and glanced at the person secretly.
Why does this person look familiar?
Ye Anjin suddenly remembered that she had woken up from a coma before, and Chang Qing led two people into her ward, one of whom was shorter and fatter.
Ye Anjin's scalp suddenly felt numb.
But considering that he was fully armed, he wouldn't be so unlucky to be recognized by him.
Cong Zhenbao did not recognize Ye Anjin for a moment. He looked at her seriously and said nothing for a long time.
Ye Anjin's legs were a little sore from standing. He didn't understand what this brother was waiting for here, so he bravely tilted his head and looked at him, "I'll clean up."
"Don't know the rules? Raise your hands!"
Cong Zhenbao was obviously impatient for a long time.
Ye Anjin was startled, "W-what hand are you raising?"
Cong Zhenbao stared, "What kind of hands do you mean? Don't you have any hands?"
Ye Anjin was confused. He squatted down slowly, put the mop on the ground, and then stood up slowly, making a gesture of surrender.
As soon as her hands were raised above her ears, Cong Zhenbao took her cell phone and put it into her pocket. He then stretched out his hands to straighten her arms, starting from the armpits and stroking her wrists.
Search me!
Ye Anjin's whole body stiffened.
This, you have to be searched when you enter the special care ward?
It's over, it's over.
Ye Anjin's eyes turned black...
After Cong Zhenbao checked her arm, he took off her hat, pinched it and shook it.
Seeing his serious look, Ye Anjin felt like he was going to hit the wall.
On the left side of her waist is a scalpel, on the right is a pistol...
The conscience of heaven and earth, she really is not here to kill people.
She just wanted to see if Fu Yusheng was a "scammer".
When Cong Zhenbao put the hat back into her hand, he frowned and looked at her black hair, "I remember your hair is already gray, why is it so black?"
"I dyed my hair so it looks better."
Ye Anjin whispered.
"Yes. This is not the first routine inspection. What are you afraid of..."
Cong Zhenbao put his hand on her right waist, and his gentle face suddenly darkened, "Take it out!"
Ye Anjin wanted to run, but didn't dare.
She slowly opened her work clothes and took out the pocket pistol, "Toy, I just bought it for my son. I'm afraid of losing it."
With that said, she handed the pistol to Cong Zhenbao honestly.
Cong Zhenbao took it and took a look.
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All five members of their team knew that the leader Kunlun asked Xiao Fan to transfer it to Fu Yusheng's girlfriend Ye Anjin.
No wonder he felt weird when he saw her just now, it turned out to be her.
He had had sex with her before, and he interrogated her for three days and three nights without asking a single word.
Cong Zhenbao licked his lips, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Fu spent the rest of his life lying in the sixth special care ward, and his life and death are still uncertain.
Previously, experts said Fu Yusheng was recovering well and his condition was improving.
Unexpectedly, his condition suddenly recurred and he had continuous high fever.
The fever finally subsided, and experts consulted him.
The final diagnosis was that if he didn't wake up within a month, the odds were against him.
It is now the twenty-sixth day, and everyone’s hearts are hanging in the air every day, worried to death...
Cong Zhenbao looked at the pistol over and over again, feeling entangled in his heart.
According to organizational discipline, he could not let Ye Anjin go to see Fu Yusheng without permission.
However, Ye Anjin came here with such good intentions and boldness, and even brought a "pass" (Fu's pocket pistol), and Fu Yusheng was in danger. He really couldn't bear to let these two people not see each other.
This may very well be the last time they see each other...
Cong Zhenbao's nose was sore, his eyes were hot, and his chest felt uncomfortable.
The bomb nest is still empty...
He gritted his teeth and nodded, "This gadget is good, just like the real thing."
With that said, he returned the gun to Ye Anjin, "Follow me."
Ye Anjin originally thought that he would "certainly die", but he unexpectedly "escaped from death" and was overjoyed.
Fortunately, he didn't continue searching. There was still a scalpel on her left waist.
Even if you say a scalpel is a toy, I don’t believe it.
Ye Anjin secretly rejoiced and followed Cong Zhenbao with a mop, almost singing.
Cong Zhenbao came to Ward No. 6, hesitated for a moment, and opened the door.
Chen Shisheng was sitting beside Fu Yusheng's bed with a frown on his face. When he saw Cong Zhenbao leading the cleaning staff in, he stood up.
Ye Anjin glanced at the person on the bed. Not to mention his appearance, he couldn't even tell his gender.
Fu Yusheng's head and face were completely covered, his eyes were covered with eye masks, his mouth and nose were covered with a breathing mask, and his body was covered with a thin quilt.
The air conditioner is on and the temperature is comfortable.
Ye Anjin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling chilled all over.
But her heart was burning, burning her skin until her flesh was rotten, making her legs weak.
"Just clean the ground here."
Chen Shisheng said.
"good."
Ye An Jinqiang walked to the hospital bed with two stick-like legs and bent down to mop the floor.
After mopping twice, she realized belatedly that the mop head was dry.
She looked embarrassed, quickly gathered her thoughts, hurried into the bathroom, soaked the mop and wrung it out.
When she came out, she found that she and the person on the bed were the only ones left in the ward, and the door was tightly closed.
Ye Anjin was overjoyed, threw the mop aside, and walked to the bedside while holding his breath.
But where is she looking?
It was wrapped so tightly that she couldn't even see it.
Ye Anjin searched around in panic, and finally laid his eyes on his left hand.
But even though his left hand was holding an injection and a bottle, his fingers and palm were also wrapped, leaving only the back of his hand exposed.
Ye Anjin burst into tears looking at it.
She saw a sheet under the hanging bottle, reached out and took it out and took a look. The patient's name was written in the column: Su Rui.
Not for the rest of your life.
Ye Anjin's heart suddenly went cold.
Disappointed, she put the list back and slumped in her chair.
I can't stop crying.
When Yu Sheng dies, I'm afraid his injuries will be more serious than this. Uncle Chang said that he... died without a complete body.
Yes, she should have died long ago and should not have had any illusions.
For the rest of his life he...
Really gone.
Ye Anjin's heart felt like it had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and the pain was so heartbreaking that she felt heartbroken.
She covered her mouth, afraid that she would accidentally make a sound, but she still let out a small, suppressed whimper.
After crying for a while, she felt a little relieved. She stood up and gently pulled the quilt for him.
He lay there motionless. On the electrocardiogram monitor beside the bed, the curve of his life was slow and fast, but relatively stable.
She couldn't say goodbye to Fu Yusheng. Looking at the soldier who was also injured beyond recognition, she couldn't help but want to say something.
She stood by the bed and adjusted the respirator mask for him. Warm tears fell on the gauze on his face.
She leaned over his ear, wiped away her tears, and said with choked sobs:
"Brother, my lover's name is Fu Yusheng... He is just like you... a hero.
I love him very much……
But in order to protect me, he left...
Please be sure to live well..."
After saying these few words, Ye Anjin seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and tears started flowing again as if the floodgates had been opened.
"Sorry to bother you..."
Ye Anjin knew that it was not good for him to do this.
They are living well, but she is here crying incessantly.
Sniffling, she stood up and gave him a military salute.
Tears blurred her eyes, and she couldn't see his fingers curling slightly.
She put down her hand and turned around, just as she was about to take the mop away, the hem of her work clothes tightened.
She looked back in shock and found his hands grabbing her clothes...
