In the afternoon, two criminal policemen came to make inquiry notes for ye Zhiqiu. They learned from their mouth that Chen Hao was tied like a zongzi when he was found.

According to Chen Hao's own statement, he was knocked unconscious from behind and didn't even see a finger of the other party.

As for those two days, Chen Hao pretended to be a tramp and wandered in crowded places.

Although Ye Zhiqiu also hates Chen Hao now, she still told the truth when she was questioned by the criminal police. For example, she smelled alcohol on Chen Hao that night.

In the evening, Lu Jinyan also came to the hospital to visit her with his schoolbag on his back. He said vague words with his mouth that broke his front teeth and leaked air. He grabbed the fruit basket and impolitely peeled the grapefruit. When ye Zhimin went out to wash, the little guy stretched his neck and asked, "B (you)... Warm (male) basin friend pinch?"

Ye Zhiqiu was about to speak. Ye Zhimin had come back. She immediately closed her mouth.

Lu Jinyan also angrily retracted his head and continued to concentrate on the grapefruit bigger than his head.

……

Ye Zhiqiu still refused to be accompanied at night. At 7 o'clock in the evening, she drove Ye Zhimin home with Lu Jinyan.

When Huo Zhongxiao came, ye Zhiqiu was hiding in the bathroom with her hair in her hand. She took a bath secretly. She felt that her hair was smelly and knotted. However, the doctor was afraid that she would wet the wound on her forehead and wouldn't let her wash her hair. The door was knocked twice. She heard Huo Zhongxiao's thick and low voice: "inside?"

"Yes, it'll be ready soon. I wash my feet!"

Ye Zhimin has brought her a change of clothes this morning.

Press the water release handle, ye Zhiqiu jumps around barefoot in the bathroom, wipes his body with a towel, and hurriedly puts on his pajamas.

Gently opened the door, she first stretched out her head, the ward door closed, and the room was very quiet.

Ye Zhiqiu looks at the sofa by the window. Huo Zhongxiao is sitting there. He hasn't found her yet. He is reading a book in his hand.

That book should be left by Lu Jinyan.

Huo Zhongxiao was wearing casual clothes tonight. Ye Zhiqiu recognized it after looking at it for a few times. It was the shirt she bought him. The hem of the shirt was tied in his pants, revealing a black belt. He sat like this. The shirt outlined the lines of his body, with a thick chest, wide shoulders and narrow waist.

Ye Zhiqiu once again sincerely regrets that this man has a surprisingly good figure.

And, unspeakably sexy

Huo Zhongxiao soon noticed her straight eyes. He looked up, saw her wet hair on her shoulders, closed the book, stood up and walked over.

"The doctor said you could wash your hair?" he asked, looking down at her.

Ye Zhiqiu heard that he was going to preach, and her tone was a little fierce. She shriveled her mouth: "I think I can wash it."

"Are you a doctor?"

Ye Zhiqiu just wanted to retort that he was a doctor and his relative. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a new scar on Huo Zhongxiao's right wrist, which was not very deep, but she was flustered when she saw it in the light. She held his arm and asked, "how did your hand get hurt?"

"I accidentally rowed it during training in the afternoon."

With that, Huo Zhongxiao took her hand. He went to the cabinet to find the hair dryer, picked up the blower, plugged it in, and ordered her to blow her hair.

Ye Zhiqiu's hair is long and long, and it dries slowly. She sits obediently. Huo Zhongxiao shuttles between her hair with her slender fingers behind her. He controls the temperature well and doesn't burn her scalp. In the buzzing sound, ye Zhiqiu squints comfortably. Later, she simply lies on Huo Zhongxiao's legs.

The hand holding the gun all the year round was strong and powerful, but now it was gently combing her hair.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but pull up the corners of his lips.

When her hair was about to dry, she seemed to inadvertently say: "today, a police uncle came to the hospital. They said Chen Hao had been caught."

"Really?" Huo Zhongxiao answered naturally.

When he pulled out the plug and was ready to put away the hair dryer, ye Zhiqiu suddenly got up and put his hands around his neck. The faint orange fragrance lingered in his breath and gave a loud pump on his cheek.

Huo Zhongxiao bowed his head, smiled and whispered, "Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

"Uncle Bing is too handsome to control!"

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