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A few dark clouds drifted in from the sky outside the window, blocking most of the moonlight. Ling Chen stood up and pulled up the curtains. It looked like the sky was going to change.

He went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, wrung out a hot towel, and carefully scrubbed Jane Fan's body.

The towel went from his forehead to his cheek and down to his neck. When it reached his chest, Ling Chen could not help but tremble.

He secretly despised himself for what he was thinking!

She rescrewed the hot towel and reached in to help wipe her entire body. He then covered her with the blanket, packed her things, took a blanket from the guest room and laid down on the sofa.

The next day, Ling Chen woke up early and went to the breakfast shop to buy some delicious breakfast.

When Jane Fan woke up, he was mincing a boiled egg and filling it with white porridge.

"You're awake?" Ling Chen put down his hands and was overjoyed.

Jian Fan blinked his large eyes, he could not remember what happened last night. It seemed like he was still searching his mind for the answer to why Ling Chen was here.

"Why are you here?"

Ling Chen frowned, did she lose her memories again?

"You're hurt, this is a hospital."

Her watery big eyes rolled around, and she finally found a trace of memories. "Yeah, I was smashed by Brother Shui's wine bottle."

Ling Chen held her hand, and looked at her affectionately: "Darling, it was you who rushed forward recklessly to save me."

Jian Fan's charming face turned red, and his heart began to beat wildly. Avoiding his burning gaze, she explained, "I would have done it for anyone else, because I'm a cop."

"Hahahaha." With a burst of laughter and applause, Yan Shaotian walked out of the bedroom and approached the bed.

Ling Jun's face darkened, staring at him: "Are you eavesdropping us?"

"I didn't eavesdrop, I did listen openly. "I told you not to be so narcissistic last night, my sister just became a good cop, it has nothing to do with who you are."

Jian Fan struggled to get up, but Ling Chen held him back, placing the pillow behind her and lifting her up.

"Elder sister, you're awake? Are you feeling all right? Does the back of my neck hurt? " Yan Shaotian sat on the other side of the bed and held Jane Fan's hand.

Jane Fan smiled at him. "It doesn't hurt anymore. My neck is fine." As he spoke, he twisted his neck to show that he was alright.

"Where do you put your hands?" Ling Chen stared angrily at Yan Shaotian, and forcefully pushed away the hand that was holding onto Jian Fan. Apart from him, no one else was allowed to touch his woman.

Yan Shaotian didn't get angry. He stood up, walked to the bedside table, and picked up the egg porridge, "Wow, it looks so delicious. I won't stand on ceremony."

Ling Chen turned around and reached out to grab it, but he nimbly dodged the attack.

"Hey, I cooked it for Little Fan. Return it to me."

"No, you can get me another bowl. I'm hungry." Yan Shaotian smiled mischievously, acting like a child scoundrel.

Jian Fan pulled Ling Chen along, smiling as he said, "Let him eat, I'm not hungry."

Ling Chen glared at him fiercely: "Does your father know that you are taking such a debt?"

Jane Fan did not hold back and laughed loudly. They seemed to be born with a discord. They had just met and started arguing.

Yan Shaotian was like a withered cucumber when Yan Qirui was mentioned. He sat on the sofa angrily and started to eat.

Ling Chen then carefully stirred another bowl of egg porridge for Jane Fan.

Seeing him seriously stirring the side of the egg with his head lowered, Jane Fan felt a little absent-minded.

By the time he finished his breakfast, it was already past nine o'clock.

The weather outside was overcast, as if it were going to rain.

"Where's Chen Xinshui? Have you caught it? "

"Well, the lightest sentence is life imprisonment." If he didn't have a use for it, he would definitely kill him now. However, he wouldn't be able to live long. If he dared to touch her woman, even if it was a superficial wound, he would make sure he would pay with his life!

"How is Tongtong's father? Is there any danger? " Thinking back to last night, his face was covered in blood and he looked very serious.

"He's fine, it's just a superficial wound. He'll be fine for a few days." I've already asked Marvin to send the money, and I'll arrange for a car to take them back to their hometown for a rest later this afternoon. It's not safe here. "

Ling Chen's carefulness moved Jian Fan a little.

She looked up at him. She wanted to think of him as a stranger she had just met, but she couldn't get over the knot in her heart. He originally wanted to thank her gently, but his voice turned slightly cold and then changed his tone.

"That... "Thank you. I'll return the money to you when I get back."

Ling Chen frowned, she was that clear with him?

"After sending him back, I also hired a professional nurse to take care of him until he recovered, and then arranged for a nanny to take care of him when he recovered. "Since the total amount is over one million, do you want to pay it off in one go or in installments?"

The little bit of gratitude that Jane had so easily aroused was gone. He had definitely done it on purpose. For a police officer like her who earned a few thousand yuan a month, a million yuan was a life savings without food or water.

"I'm still sick. If you don't choke, will I die?" Jane Fan rolled her eyes at him.

"I learned it from you." This time, Ling Chen was telling the truth. He had always advocated violence and settling problems, but now that he had stopped talking, it could be said that she was the best teacher for him.

Jian Fan crossed his arms in anger as he thought about how he could get his revenge.

Yan Shaotian tilted his head to the side and saw the two of them fighting with each other. He smiled mischievously and did not interrupt, which made Jian Fan and Ling Chen feel awkward.

"Kid, what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a couple flirting before? " Ling Chen glared at him.

Jane Fan quickly protested, "Who are you and your wife? I sue you for slander. "

"Did you hear that? My sister doesn't recognize you. " Yan Shaotian crossed his legs in an exceptionally relaxed manner, swinging them up and down as if he deserved a beating.

Ling Chen really wanted to pin him on the ground and give him a good beating, but with Jian Fan here, he obviously could not do that. If she did, she would hate him. If it wasn't for the fact that he was pampered by Jian Fan, how could that damn kid be so arrogant? Since when had he, Ling Chen, been choked by others!?

Just then, Song Chengyou called and told him about the Chen Xinshui case.

"You can come to Mercy Hospital right now."

The tone of the order was domineering to the extreme.

When Shi Qian came in to take a drip, he saw a scene that was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

When Jane Fan recognized him, she was modest. Last time, she was also her attending physician.

He was a modest gentleman, and his smile was always warm. "Xiaofan, how do you feel?"

"I feel much better. It's just a small wound outside the skin, so it's not too tight. I'd like to ask when I can leave the hospital. "

"We'll observe for another day. We'll be able to leave the hospital tomorrow." When he finished, he looked at Ling Chen's face. Seeing that he did not have any objections, he then turned to Jian Fan, "Have you insisted on taking your stomach medicine?"

Jian Fan lowered his head in shame. Yesterday, he had seen a package on the table, but he had not even opened it up yet, let alone eaten it. "Hehe, haha …" "Yes, I've eaten. My stomach is all right now."

Shi Qian's eyebrows twitched. Lying was so obvious. While they were talking, the needles had already pierced the back of her hand. By the time Jane Fan noticed it, the drops had already entered her blood vessels.

"Don't touch the water on the wound. When we leave the hospital tomorrow, I'll bring you a box of Scar Spirit that I made. It won't be a problem for you to wear low-cut clothes in the summer." Shi Qian put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and arranged everything. He then looked at Ling Chen and Yan Shaotian before leaving the ward.

Song Cheng rushed over in a hurry, thinking that something had happened to Jane Fan. When he entered, he found that it was actually a two versus one battle. It was clear that Ling Chen was at a disadvantage.

Not knowing what was going on, he looked at Ling Chen and laughed in an extremely weird manner: "Why are you so anxious to call me over, what's going on? "This handsome little brother is …?"

Ling Chen also laughed, but it was a bit forced: "Xiaofan's brother, Yan Qirui's son. I was busy talking, did you call anyone? "

Song Chengyou then turned to look at Jian Fan who was sizing him up, "Hello sister-in-law, I am Ling Chen's cousin, Song Chengyou. We've met many times already, and I've heard from Chen that you lost your memory, so we introduced you again. "

Jian Fan's face stiffened. He originally wanted to rush back … She wasn't his sister-in-law, but her attitude was so respectful and modest. As the saying went, she didn't want to hit a smiling person. Her attitude also turned bad. "Good day, Mister Song. Actually, I …"

"Sister-in-law, you used to call me your benefactor." Song Chengye interrupted her before she could finish her sentence.

The latter half of her sentence was choked back, choking her until her throat hurt. "Cough cough, I … "Cough, cough …"

Yan Shaotian wanted to rush over to help her take it easy, but Ling Chen quickly took her in his arms and patted her back.

Glancing at Song Chengyou, he immediately understood what was going on. He went up and put his arm around Yan Shaotian's shoulders, dragging him over, "Brother, they are playing with the lord, our cousin and cousin."

Yan Shaotian tilted his head and looked at him with disdain, "My sister is still sick. The age gap between you and me is too big, there is a generation gap."

"Hey, boy, you mean I'm old? I have a lot of fun things that you definitely haven't seen before. " Song Chengyou started to argue with him.

Yan Shaotian thought about it, then couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's fun?"

Song Chengye smiled complacently when he saw that the fish had taken the bait. He whispered in his ear, "I have all the palace records and all the popular books from the Tang Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty …"

"Really? Are they all real? " When Yan Shaotian heard this, his eyes immediately bulged out of their sockets, and they shone brightly.

Song Chengyou said proudly, "That's a must. I also have many models for cars and planes. They are all out of print in the world. I can guarantee that you have never seen them before."

"Then let's go." This time, it was Yan Shaotian who took the initiative to drag Song Chengye outside, looking impatient.

In fact, what Song Chengyou was showing off was the collection of his house full of secret scenes of the Spring Palace, porcelain, clay sculptures, bronze sculptures, all the versions and crafts of the art of human behavior.

In the end, they were still two people who shared the same taste of food.

The instant Song Chengyou closed the door, he gave Ling Chen an OK gesture.

Jane Fan watched on helplessly as Yan Shaotian abandoned her to play with Song Chengyou.

I'll go …

Jian Fan sighed in his heart. His young brother was really unreliable. It hurt her to see a few models being swindled away.

He glared at Ling Chen angrily, it was all done by him to avoid Yan Shaotian.

"What do you mean?" I don't need someone to take care of me right now, so you can leave now. "

Ling Chen tightened his grip on her, now it was only the two of them left. He had just had an easy time getting close to her, how could he let it go so easily?

"I'm not leaving. You were injured to protect me. I have to take responsibility for you."

"CEO Ling, you've had too much salt. Are you so bored? You don't need to take care of the corporation's matters? "

"Compared to mountains and rivers, I love beauties even more." He shamelessly rubbed his face against her hair.

This time, she wanted to use her gaze to kill him, but she couldn't see his face. All that was left in his line of sight were the densely packed stubble that appeared like bamboo shoots after the rain. Did he not sleep well the entire night?

"How is it? Were you so moved that you prepared to devote your life to me? " Ling Chen lowered his head, and accidentally touched her forehead with his lips.