My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

When Song Yuhang stepped in from the window, she was about to fall asleep. The moment she heard the noise, Lin Tien was on guard and touched the fruit knife on the bedside.

Until a familiar voice came, Song Yuhang took the fruit knife in her hand and put his wrist back into the bed: "It's me."

Lin Fan relaxed again, turned sideways to look at her, closed his eyes slightly, and yawned.

"Why so late?"

"Something has been delayed." Song Yuhang smiled and leaned in to hug her.

Lin Fan frowned and sniffed in her arms.

Song Yuhang looked at her expression and stepped back slightly: "What's the matter?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was pulled over by the collar again. Lin Fan picked up her clothes and smelled it again.

Song Yuhang: "No, I took a shower before I came here."

Lin Yan let go of her and pushed away: "It's not the smell of my perfume, where are you going to fool around, just recruit it from the ground, and forgive you for not dying."

The smile on Song Yuhang's face faded, scratching his head a little helplessly: "This can let you discover..."

Lin Fei snorted coldly, "I can smell the stinky corpse, let alone you."

Seeing her face getting more and more ugly, and lingering on the verge of madness, Song Yuhang took the initiative to surrender.

"It's not that I didn't go fooling around. My sister-in-law came to eat at home today, and my niece was there. I played with them for a while. My sister-in-law drank a little and couldn't drive. So I sent them back and came here as soon as I was done. "Song Yuhang pulled up his clothes and smelled it. Why can't she smell anything."

"Perfume... Maybe it was on at that time."

Lin Fan stared at her face, not letting go of the slightest change in expression.

Although she is not as rich in investigation experience as Song Yuhang and an expert in micro expressions, she can still tell if she has not lied.

Song Yuhang sighed quietly in the bottom of his heart. It was so difficult to have a girlfriend of a genius forensic scientist, and nothing could escape her eyes.

Song Yuhang licked over, half-kneeled on the edge of the bed, leaned in and hugged her, holding her face against the tip of her nose.

"Don't believe me?"

Lin Fan looked away and lowered his eyes, obviously still angry.

Song Yuhang laughed and lifted her chin slightly to make her look at herself: "Are you not confident in yourself or in me?"

"I..." Lin Nian gritted his teeth: "Anyway, I just don't allow you to be with other women. No, men can't be too close."

Song Yuhang smiled, put a few strands of hair hanging from her cheeks behind her ears, and rubbed her face.

"What do you think, I only get close to you, or say..." Her eyes flashed slightly, and her eyes fell on her lips.

"You don't think I'm close enough."

Lin Nian covered her lips subconsciously, and came again, wanting to bully her now that she has no power to bind a chicken?

Song Yuhang "pushed" a laugh, squeezed her nose, and turned upright: "It's you, I don't care about it before, but in the future, it will only be mine."

Miss Lin can lift her tail up to the sky, "hmph", "I want to be beautiful, so my old lady won't hang on a tree."

Song Yuhang grinds her teeth and tickles her: "Try it, try it, it won't kill you."

Lin Nian was amused and laughed, panting, a layer of sweat appeared on his body, and his face blushed.

Song Yuhang covered her mouth: "Hush, keep your voice down."

Lin Fan nodded, with a smile in his eyes, Song Yuhang was still half lying on her body, his eyes sinking.

For the convenience of changing the dressing, she only wore a vest these days, and the shoulder strap of the injured shoulder slipped down, and even the whole thing was a little loose.

Song Yuhang swallowed without a trace. She thought she didn't know why. When Ji Jingxing hugged her just now, her subconsciously resented and dodged, but she wouldn't be by Lin Wei's side. Even if she didn't take the initiative, she was very I want to get close to her.

Lin Nian watched her slowly leaning over, and touched her wound through the gauze like a dragonfly, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Song—"

Song Yuhang pressed her lips tightly, and the heat rushed up. Lin Fan was forced to look up and grasp the sheets tightly.

She seems to have always liked to stare at the back of her neck for a long time, and in the end she likes to pinch her cervical vertebrae, so now it is...

"Lin Nai, do you know how wolves express their liking for their kind?"

Lin Nian turned her head slightly, intending to take a breath, but let her take the lead: "You **** give me..."

The second half of her words were all annihilated in her actions.

"Wolf hunting likes to bite each other's neck, expressing like is no exception, but it will be much gentler, just like this."

Lin Nian closed his eyes and swallowed his saliva, the resisting hand on her shoulder gradually lost strength and was grabbed by someone.

Lin Fan was completely surrounded by the smell of sunlight on her body.

Song Yuhang was a little impatient: "Lin Wei, I think..."

She also knew that it was not the time to toss her like this, but for the first time the young body was dominated by such a strong impulse, and the only reason left to tell her should consult her.

Lin Fan blushed to the root of his ears, gritted his teeth: "What do you think?"

"I think you should give me some sweetness."

There was a sound of clothing rubbing, and the quilt was lifted.

Lin Yan's small voice of resistance can be ignored.

Song Yuhang put her hand on the pillow, and when he was about to move, a voice came from outside the door.

"Miss is asleep?"

The housekeeper of the night watch replied respectfully: "I just slept soon."

Lin Ge walked in: "It's okay, I'll go see her."

Song Yuhang stood up, picked up his clothes and looked around where he could hide, but the huge ward didn't even have a wardrobe.

Lin Fan quickly sat up, tidyed up her clothes, stroked her hair, and gestured to her to roll out of the window.

How weird this scene looks.

Song Yuhang wanted to laugh, but he still obeyed her arrangement, turned over with his clothes, hung it on the outside of the air conditioner, and closed the window lightly.

Lin Ge pushed the door and entered.

Lin Fei was holding a fashion magazine in his hand and looked intently, flipping the pages of the book in his hand leisurely, and did not look up.

"Oh, how come busy people come to see me today?"

Lin Ge put down the things he was carrying, dragged a chair over and sat on the side of the bed, "Isn't this coming over when I'm done."

He was still wearing a suit and a white coat, and he saw that he had just come straight from the hospital after get off work.

A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Fan's lips, "What did you bring?"

Lin Ge went to look through the paper bags he had brought, and put them out one by one: "My mom baked the little cakes, but I just asked me to show them to you. I said you can't eat them again, really."

He shook his head, a little helpless: "There is also an instrument for massaging the shoulders and necks. I am afraid that you will feel uncomfortable in your neck after lying down for a long time. This is a self-developed cream in our hospital. The skin is dry in autumn and winter. Patients are using it."

Lin Fan put down the magazine and picked up the cream: "Oh, I feel pretty good. Try it some other day."

As soon as she put down the magazine, Lin Ge's eyes fixed on her neck. Lin felt sick and touched it.

"what's happenin?"

Lin Ge glanced from the left to the right, reaching out to lift the quilt and take a closer look: "What's wrong with your neck?"

Lin Nian suddenly realized that, his face turned red, he pulled the quilt up, and gritted his teeth inwardly: Damn Song Yuhang, if you gnaw it, you will gnaw a **** mark for the old lady.

"No... it's okay... I scratched myself... hehe..."

Even Lin Tien himself felt that this smile was extremely embarrassing.

Song Yuhang, who was eavesdropping outside the window, couldn't help but bend his lips, but what he thought was: Why is he still not leaving?

Scratch the wall.

Lin Ge saw that her face was especially red, and thought she was uncomfortable, so he put his hand on her forehead.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Lin Fan flinched back: "No... it's hot."

"It's a bit hot." The air conditioner in the room was turned on. Lin Ge felt a little stuffy as soon as he came in. He looked around, but couldn't find the remote control, and got up to open the window for ventilation.

Lin Fan immediately sat up straight from the bed and exclaimed, "Don't—"

Lin Ge's hand was already on the window lattice, but she was shocked by her voice, "What's the matter?"

Lin Nian breathed a sigh of relief and sat back slowly: "Don't drive, it's a bit cold again, now."

"..."

Is it really okay for you to be cold for a while and hot for a while?

Lin Ge walked back, picked up the head of the bed, put the stethoscope on her neck when the doctor came for consultation in the morning, and pressed her: "Don't move, I'll listen."

"Eh-no need." Lin Fan only wore a vest, intending to hide, but saw that he looked serious, his expression was open, and his eyes were full of concern for her.

Lin Nian felt warm, forget it.

"You dentist still sees internal medicine?"

"What's the matter with the dentist? Don't you still have to study basic medicine for forensic medicine? Besides, your brother and I have double degrees—"

Lin Nian sighed: "Here again, saying you are fat and you are still breathing."

Lin Ge smiled and put away the stethoscope: "Come on, there is no big problem, go to bed early, and I will get some scar medicine over in a few days."

Lin Fan nodded, wishing him to leave quickly: "Please, hurry up, I'm really fine, don't keep running to me, your suitors and little sisters should hate me to death."

Lin Ge shook the bed down for her, removed a pillow, and tucked the quilt corners for her. His expression was always gentle under the dim light.

Since childhood, Lin Ge's kindness to her really hasn't changed much.

"Any suitor, sister or sister, is not as important as you."

Lin Tied up with goose bumps: "Get out, get out."

Lin Ge laughed, dimmed the bedside lamp for her, closed the door gently and walked out.

Footsteps rang in the corridor.

The butler bowed: "Master, I will send you out."

Song Yuhang then opened the window again and turned in, looking at the table full of things brought by Lin Ge and the interaction between the two just now. He curled his lips and looked a little bit savory.

"If he weren't for your brother, I would really be jealous."

Lin Fan lay down, let her sit on the edge of the bed, and rolled her eyes: "I also said that I am very jealous. You haven't come out after soaking in the vinegar tank. He is my brother. What do you think about you."

Song Yuhang shrugged and didn't think deeply. The way she gets along with her brother is not like this. She and Song Yichen grew up. Song Yichen thinks she has robbed mom and dad. She thinks Song Yichen is taking her right away. He is the first for some resources, what is delicious and fun.

As a result, he fought, and the house often jumped up and down.

Fortunately, because of this, his childhood was not dull and dull. It was not like Lin Fan was fostered in someone else's house since he was a child, and it is excusable to want to come and have a deeper relationship with Lin Ge.

Song Yuhang thought so, pitying her a little more, and leaned down slightly.

Lin Wei covered her lips: "I'm still sick."

Song Yuhang pulled her hand away: "I know—"

Lin Fan covered it again: "You know what a fart."

Song Yuhang laughed and moved her hand away: "Am I that kind of person?"

Lin Fan nodded: "You are."

"Well, that's where you are, yes, yes, I don't mind, really."

She said, holding her hand, and leaning down again.

Lin Fian turned his face away and closed his eyes tightly, but the unexpected kiss fell on his forehead.

Song Yuhang reluctantly got up and said, "Okay, it's time for you to sleep."

Lin Ti dullingly watched her put on her coat, and when she was about to leave, she hooked the corner of her clothes.

"That... stay."

Song Yuhang was startled, a smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he looked at her thoughtfully.

Lin Fian turned his face away and muttered, "Forget it, you'd better go, lest..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the quilt was lifted, and Song Yuhang came in.

"Sleep to sleep, by the way, no one will come over at night, right?"

Lin Nian lay down to make room for her, but still didn't look at her, the roots of her ears were a little red: "No, the butler is watching outside the door."

"That's good." A slightly smiling voice rang in his ears.

Before Lin Fan recovered, he was covered with a quilt over his head, and the world plunged into darkness.

"What are you doing?"

"Sweetness, this is your initiative to invite me to stay."

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Early the next morning, before dawn, Song Yuhang got up contentedly. It was a bit late last night, although it was nothing, but it was a bit cheaper.

Song Yuhang touched his nose, carefully slid out of the bed, leaned on the side of the bed and looked at her face in her sleep, leaving a lot of marks on her neck, still a little calm, with a slightly hot face, and tightened her quilt.

How come... I don't know what to satisfy like a hairy boy, he's obviously middle-aged.

Song Yuhang smiled helplessly, put a kiss on her forehead, picked up his own clothes and got up and left.

Probably because this person is her, and it can only be her.

Days flowed by, Song Yuhang still came every day, occasionally staying overnight, holding her to sleep together.

At this time, Lin Fan always felt that sleeping was not a particularly difficult task for her.

With her by my side, I always feel more at ease.

Lin Youyuan never harassed her again, everything was calm, but in the dark it seemed that there were invisible storms gathering.

When she gets better, Steward Lin will push her out for a walk if the weather is fine. This is one of the few times when she can get in touch with the outside world.

The bodyguards in the hospital had a few new faces. Lin Wei noted them one by one, and used her unforgettable ability to count the CCTVs in the corridor, and the number of turns and corners to reach the hospital gate. .

From the beginning, she could only eat some liquid food, and then gradually could use some soft and rotten food, and the scab on her shoulder gradually healed.

When the southern winter came late, when the last yellow leaf outside the window fell to the ground, the frost finally came.

Lin Yan removed the gauze and looked at the black mechanical stick with cold metallic luster in his palm.

She shook her grip hard, felt the long-lost power, and closed her eyes slightly.

The butler looked at her, and he stopped talking: "Miss, do you have to tear your face with the master?"

Lin was tired of smiling and not smiling, and took the satin cloth from the brocade box to wipe the mechanical stick as clean as new.

"Rather than breaking the bones that are connected to the tendons, it is better to simply fight the fish to die and break the net."

Compromise has never been her character.

Steward Lin had never seen her caring about anything so much. After cleaning the mechanical stick, he carefully put it away and put it next to the pillow.

"but…"

Lin Fan raised his eyes to look at him: "Where are you standing?"

She was outspoken, but the butler was so frightened that she nodded her head hurriedly: "Miss, of course."

"That's it, I'll explain to you, have you all done it?"

The butler repeatedly said: "Don't worry, miss."

A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Fan's lips, and he leaned against the bed: "Don't worry, I won't give you less money than Lin Youyuan's old thing gave you."

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The storm came faster than expected.

Lin Youyuan was busy with the year-end affairs of the group.

The secretary hurriedly walked in and attached to his ear: "Mr. Lin, it's not good, the shipment we exported was stopped by the customs."

Lin Youyuan's pupils shrank, that batch of goods was the same batch that was discussed with the delegation of foreign companies last time. Whether he can survive the economic winter depends on the benefits of this batch of goods.

"Didn't you say hello long ago?"

"Customs acceptance, it just said that there was a batch of unqualified inspections, and it would not be stamped out."

Lin Youyuan's forehead blue veins violently jumped: "Damn, who knows their inspection standards, we will talk about it every day."

"Yes, let's go." The secretary hurriedly ran out to arrange a meal.

He thought about it, lifted the lid of the teacup and took a sip, always feeling that there was a subtle and weird feeling about this matter, and he called the person back again.

"Forget it, let the arrangements go on, and I personally invite old friends to dinner in the evening."

During the dinner, we talked and laughed happily.

Lin Youyuan stretched his arms while sitting in the wheelchair and clinked glasses with everyone, all drinking flushed.

After three rounds of wine, I finally entered the topic.

"Bureau Liu, the customs batch..."

The other party stopped his hand: "Oh, don't mention it, don't mention it, I also want to let you go, the police clenched, changed the second in command, very hard, some consumers have eaten the health products and eaten their stomachs. , I'm investigating, this matter is no longer under the control of the customs..."

Lin Youyuan talked and smiled happily, and secretly pinched the wine glass into his palm and held it vigorously, rubbing out red marks.

What a Song Yuhang.

Powerful, hard-spirited, and courageous!

He loosened the wine glass and put it on the table: "Everyone, you open your belly to eat and drink today, and it will all be counted in my Lao Lin's account. If the company has something to do, I will lose my company."

"Eh-Lao Lin, you are not kind."

When someone protested, Lin Youyuan turned his head and said to the secretary: "You stay and accompany the bosses. Be sure to let them enjoy themselves."

"Okay, President Lin, don't worry."

The secretary ordered a few more expensive bottles and filled them one by one.

Lin Youyuan was accompanied by his bodyguards and left.

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Several police cars stopped at the gate of the hospital with their lights flashing.

As the car door opened, several detectives jumped down. The leading detective took off his sunglasses, walked straight to the door, and showed his ID to the security guard.

"Police, get out of the way and are ordered to investigate a medical dispute."

Several bodyguards came forward and touched their backs. The detectives immediately became alert, and a few young and strong little detectives stepped forward and pushed them away.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Do you still want to attack the police? This is our deputy captain!"

The bodyguards looked at each other, stepped back, walked aside, let the police in, and at the same time picked up the communicator on their chest.

"Go to the lady's ward and see, are you still there?"

Song Yuhang covered his face and took the communicator to the mouth of the bodyguard. Lin Wei sat aside, with the mechanical stick in his hand pointed at his throat, and the bodyguard was firmly tied up.

He stumbled: "It's still... still there."

After hanging up there, Song Yuhang threw the communicator on the ground and pulled her up.

"go."

Lin Fan followed her around, "Do you know the road?"

Song Yuhang poked his head out to the corridor and took a look: "Yes, I stepped on it."

After that, he half embraced her and walked forward.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Fan's lips: "How long have you planned?"

"Soon, a month, I have to thank your dad for giving me the opportunity."

As soon as she finished speaking, when she was about to pull her across the corner, she ran into two black bodyguards head-on.

Song Yuhang pushed the man behind him, and when he was about to do his hands, the man in black suddenly tilted his neck and fell softly.

Duan Cheng stuck his head out from behind the man in black, smiled at them, and showed the electric baton in his hand.

"Don't say it, this thing works pretty well."

Lin Nian let out a sigh of relief, and Song Yuhang took her hand, put her arm around her shoulder, and continued walking forward, giving her a reassuring look.

Duan Cheng led the way: "Old Zheng and Fang Xin are outside..."

Before he finished his words, the remaining words were completely stuck in his throat and swallowed as if he was facing an enemy.

Lin Youyuan appeared in the corridor surrounded by three or five bodyguards. Song Yuhang looked back, and the way was blocked.

The group was trapped in an isolated encirclement.

Lin Nian clenched the mechanical stick tightly and slapped it out of the sheath. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he was dragged behind him by Song Yuhang.

"I come."

Lin Nian got excited and lowered his voice: "You can add a Duancheng alone—"

Song Yuhang looked back at her, holding her hand tightly, and even patted it lightly to show her comfort: "You will have to pass this level sooner or later, isn't it?"