In the Security Bureau, Yan Bing handed the recording to the director's office. "Lin Zihan has been cleared of suspicion now. I will send him back when he is almost recovered." Yan Bing put the recording on the table and turned around to leave.
"Stop, look at how you look now. Do you still look like a captain? Just because of a suspect, you almost lost your job." The director stopped Yan Bing. Although regarding Yan Bing's suspension, It was his idea, but it was also to give Dihao an explanation and to remove Yan Bing from this matter as soon as possible, so as to prevent Yan Bing from being involved more in this matter.
Although Yan Bing was suspended from his post, the director still asked the first team and the guards to follow Yan Bing. If anything happened, he still reported to Yan Bing. The director still hoped that Yan Bing would be the person in charge of this case and return to safety as soon as possible. Bureau work.
"Director, you can leave the next matter to Deputy Chen and let him take over as captain temporarily. I'm tired and want to take some rest." Naturally, Yan Bing knew the arrangement of the director, but Yan Bing refused. Yan Bing has always loved working in the Security Bureau and felt that he could punish evil and promote good. However, seeing the Security Bureau being held accountable by a group, Yan Bing began to doubt his decision for the first time.
This was not the Nandu that he thought. How could a group make demands to the Special Service Office of the Security Bureau? In this case, where was the majesty of law enforcement? Yan Bing began to doubt himself and whether the world had changed.
"Sister, you're here." Lin Zihan watched as the door to the ward was opened, and Yan Bing came in carrying some fruits and a thermos bucket.
Lin Zihan felt that although Yan Bing looked a little scary, he was also very decisive and ruthless in his actions, even a little domineering. But when Lin Zihan woke up that day, he saw Yan Bing's eyes, like the little girl in his dream, full of tenderness, kindness and innocence.
At that time, what Lin Zihan saw in Yan Bing's eyes was not suspicion of the prisoner, but concern for himself. Lin Zihan had not felt concern for a long time. After that day, Yan Bing made Lin Zihan feel that he was cared for. The feeling, or the feeling of being cared for by my sister.
"Be careful, don't burn yourself." Seeing Lin Zihan pick up the bowl filled with soup and put it to his mouth, Yan Bing stopped him with a smile, took out a spoon, and took the bowl from Lin Zihan's hand .
"You just woke up and are still very weak. It's always better to be careful." Yan Bing took a spoon and scooped up a small spoonful of soup, blew it carefully close to his mouth, and then handed it to Lin Zihan's mouth.
Lin Zihan looked at Yan Bing's movements, a little distracted, and froze there.
Lin Zihan was stunned, watching Yan Bing bring the spoon to his mouth. His lips opened uncontrollably, holding the spoon in his mouth, and then drank the soup. This process was completely physical for Lin Zihan. Lin Zihan's mind went blank as he instinctively finished it, his eyes still on Yan Bing's face.
As stunned as Lin Zihan was the guard standing at the door. Although Lin Zihan had been cleared of suspicion, Yan Bing did not order the removal of the hospital's takeover. Now the guard and a team of field staff are still guarding the hospital in shifts.
"Sister Bing, what are you doing..." The members of the guard really couldn't stand it anymore. Sister Bing, who was usually very lively, was actually feeding soup to others at this time. She had seriously boasted about it. Is this the same Sister Bing they knew? ? Sister Bing would actually say such tender words and do such gentle things.
"Why are you still here? Let's move out. Now Deputy Chen is temporarily acting as the captain. I am suspended." Yan Bing looked at the guards standing stupidly at the door, even some dumbfounded, and waved his hand.
"I'm not your captain anymore. Don't follow me. I want to do something of my own now." Seeing that the guards didn't move, Yan Bing explained. After hearing Yan Bing's words, the guards hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went out. He left the hospital with a team of field personnel.
It took a long time for Lin Zihan to come back to his senses. Is this the tigress that almost dislocated her body when she was caught that day? Why does she feel like a different person? Could it be that her injury caused her motherly love to overflow? Lin Zihan shook his head and dismissed the idea. Yan Bing looked only a few years older than him. How could he be overflowing with motherly love? Could it be that he fell in love with him? It seems unlikely.
Lin Zihan's random thoughts were brought to the extreme at this moment. In just a few seconds, Lin Zihan thought of no less than ten explanations for Yan Bing's behavior. However, just thinking about it, Lin Zihan felt that he might be thinking too much. , he must have been in coma this time, and his brain was damaged by sleep. Yan Bing should see himself like this, atonement, yes, atonement.
Lin Zihan rejected the idea of atonement in his heart. Yan Bing seemed to be a very strong woman, how could it be atonement? Besides, Yan Bing thought she was a criminal, so how could she atone for her sins from a suspect. Lin Zihan played out every explanation in his mind, but none of them seemed very reasonable.
"Why are you in a daze?" Yan Bing blew a spoonful of soup and handed the spoon to Lin Zihan's mouth. Lin Zihan stayed there motionless, completely immersed in his own hypothesis. Yan Bing looked at Lin Zihan in a daze, called out.
Lin Zihan would turn around and say, "Nothing." Then he would quickly open his mouth and drink the soup. It was really good. Lin Zihan tasted the soup carefully. There was still the smell of chopped green onion and the smell of ginger that had not completely dissipated. The taste of all the auxiliary ingredients was still there, with the taste of both condiments and auxiliary ingredients. It does not affect the deliciousness of the soup book.
Lin Zihan drank two bowls of soup and felt warm in his stomach. His stomach seemed to be filled with the soup. After simply eating some rice, Lin Zihan put down the rice to show that he was full. When Lin Zihan was full, the sunlight outside the house happened to shine in, and Lin Zihan fell asleep under the sunlight.
Yan Bing looked at Lin Zihan who was sleeping, carefully packed the things on the table, took the dishes to the hot water room and washed them, and then Yan Bing walked out of the hospital. The sunshine at noon shone on Yan Bing. Yan Bing felt that the sunshine was really warm. Although it was in Nandu, winter was still very cold. It was the first time that Yan Bing felt that there could be such warm sunshine in winter.
In the days that followed, Yan Bing would always show up on time with all kinds of delicious food when Lin Zihan was hungry. For the first time, Lin Zihan felt like someone was taking care of him when he was sick.
Before, Lin Zihan, because he grew up in a welfare home, had to take care of himself every time he got sick. Even if the illness was serious, Lin Zihan would drag his exhausted body to prepare meals for himself because the welfare home did not have enough manpower. , it is difficult to send a person to take care of Lin Zihan, so Lin Zihan takes care of himself most of the time.
"Let me push you out for a walk!" Yan Bing pushed a wheelchair in from outside and pushed it to Lin Zihan's bed, looking at Lin Zihan expectantly.
Lin Zihan didn't hesitate and accepted. Yan Bing has been taking care of him these days. In Lin Zihan's heart, he has regarded Lin Zihan as a sister, so every time he sees Yan Bing, Lin Zihan will feel at ease. , and Yan Bing was here, Lin Zihan felt more at ease and reassured than ever before.
Lin Zihan supported his body with both hands and sat in the wheelchair with Yan Bing's help.
In the backyard of the hospital, in the harsh winter season, leaves are falling, but fortunately the sunshine at noon is good, and it shines warmly on Lin Zihan.
"Sister, there was nothing particularly impressive about you when you were a child?" Lin Zihan sat in a wheelchair and turned to look at Yan Bing.
"No, I forgot about it. After the fire, I forgot about it." Yan Bing's face became a little ugly, and his eyes were very cold.
Lin Zihan really admired himself in his heart. He could always mention the pain of others perfectly and accurately. This was not the first time. Lin Zihan naturally knew that Yan Bing did not want to mention his past, so he said he had forgotten it. After all, Lin Zihan felt that no one would be like him, still lying in the hospital when he woke up at the age of ten.
I have to say that Lin Zihan's warm-up ability may be average, but his cold-open ability is definitely at its peak. One sentence touched the pain point of others, but Lin Zihan remained silent and didn't know what other topics to talk about to ease the situation. The atmosphere, which was originally good, suddenly became a little strange and awkward.
"After coming to Nandu, I have been handling cases and catching criminals every day, and I have almost forgotten my original intention. There are endless criminals to catch. How can I punish all the crimes by myself." Lin Zihan's words are fascinating. It not only brought back Yan Bing's painful memories, but also brought back some of Yan Bing's memories.
Yan Bing pushed Lin Zihan around the hospital, thinking in her mind why she came to Nandu and why she entered the security bureau. In the past four years, has she really lived the life she wanted? Is this really what she likes? .
Looking at Yan Bing with a dull expression, Lin Zihan looked like a child who had done something wrong, sitting upright in a wheelchair, fighting with his hands at a loss, not knowing what to say to make Yan Bing happy.
"Like you, I'm from the north, but I was transferred here from the south by the school." Looking at Lin Zihan who was at a loss, Yan Bing spoke up, chatting about some messy topics, such as the Emgrand Technology Experiment Room, such as Lin Zihan's university, such as Yan Bing's cooking skills, such as any good dessert shop in Nandu.
"I haven't had dessert for a long time. Although I like desserts very much, I feel that as a selfless captain of the Security Bureau, eating desserts will make me look like those delicate little princesses." In Yan Bing's world, he What you have to do is to be a strong person, and desserts are for the weak ones who are protected.
"Then next time I will take you to eat, and I will protect you." Lin Zihan said with a smile, he had not been so happy for a long time.
"It's just you, I can beat you with one hand, okay." Yan Bing teased Lin Zihan, not forgetting to give Lin Zihan another squeeze on his left arm that he pinched that day.
"It hurts, it hurts, sister, be gentle." Lin Zihan felt Yan Bing's hand fall on his shoulder and began to shout.
"I haven't exerted my strength yet. The doctor said that you can be discharged from the hospital in another week. I will personally pick you up and take you back then." Yan Bing pushed Lin Zihan to a bench and leaned the wheelchair aside. The park button was pressed. Yan Bing sat on the bench, and the two of them were bathed in the sunshine. Neither of them spoke, just enjoying the sunshine and feeling the warmth of winter.
Lin Zihan hadn't been so free for a long time. When he came to Nandu, he was either in the laboratory or sleeping. He had no time to enjoy life at all. This illness was one of the few free days he had in Nandu. Looking at Yan Bing, the blue sky, and the warm sun around him, Lin Zihan hoped that this kind of life could continue and live quietly like this. No matter what his life experience or fame and fortune, he just wanted to be an ordinary person. Just don't worry about food and clothing.
"It feels so good to be sick. It allows me so much time to enjoy it." Lin Zihan couldn't help but sigh, expressing his inner thoughts.
"It seems that you want to pass out again." Yan Bing smiled and did not look at Lin Zihan. This sentence was Yan Bing's teasing and also Yan Bing's concern for Lin Zihan. If he really fell into a coma, Lin Zihan would What terrible pain to experience again.
