Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Fu Rongheng pondered for a moment: "Also, Jacaranda..."

In the rain, he turned his face, his expression was indifferent, his temperament was unpredictable, his voice was clear and clear, without embarrassment and desire, "I told her to call her sick these days, be quiet, and don't need to see me in the future."

Feng Lingzhi knew that the jacaranda was a deceptive card used to confuse the wind, and it was also an intelligence agent.

If you think that Paramount is only romantic, it is a big mistake. How many officials use this to sniff out news and make contacts, it is both lustful and snobbish!
There is a secret passage underground, leading directly to the train station, and the intelligence organization that Fu Rongheng cultivated by himself often communicates through this.

Fourth Master was not in Beicheng that day, and he was related to the Huichun Research Base, so he must not reveal anything.

Looking at the conversation just now, Tan Wenwen obviously has doubts, but he can't confirm it.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is a romance, but who knows the treacherous situation in it.There are very few insiders, so they must keep their mouths tight.

"Huaying said that she has important information in her hands, so she can only report it to you." Feng Lingzhi said.

In the precarious wind and rain, the man's back was like a green hill, and the black military uniform was not wet at all. He smiled coldly, but there was no smile in his eyes, so ruthless that it made people feel cold.

"I don't know when she will be able to control me."

Feng Lingzhi's heart shuddered, and he lowered his eyes to see the puddles on the ground shatter.

Want to talk about love with Fourth Master Fu?

You have to ask yourself first, how much skill you have, and how lucky you are to keep him down.

In this world, there are people who are unmoved by the great interests and have a long-term vision. Naturally, there are also people who are extremely hot-eyed and do not know Mount Tai.

"Damn it! Why did Mr. Tan go to see the fourth brother? What did they talk about!" Fu Jingshen said darkly, kicking his subordinate hard, still puzzled, and angrily reprimanded.

"I can't handle such a trivial matter for you! The driver of the truck is still running away. If the fourth brother finds out, what should I do?!"

The subordinate mourned: "Sixth Young Master, who knew that the driver could be good at kung fu, so he just ran away on the ship..."

With a fluke mentality, the subordinate vowed to tell Fu Jingshen.

"He must have died when he jumped into the sea. There is no proof of his death. Even if Fourth Master has great powers, he still can't find a dead person. Don't worry!"

"Useless stuff!" Fu Jingshen got angry, and finally said: "Give me an appointment to see Mr. Tan."

Sitting alone in the room, he touched his lips: "Chu Jin'an..." Thinking of that jade pendant, Fu Jingshen felt that it was necessary for him to meet her.

The twilight is all around, and the night is getting deeper.

The rain hasn't stopped yet, I don't know when it will end.

As the military vehicle drove across the slippery ground, the tires galloped and rubbed away, splashing rainwater all over the ground, covering the windows, making it impossible to see the people in the vehicle clearly, with a vague and tall silhouette faintly revealed.

Outside the window, a building with a red cross passed by.

In the back seat, the person who has kept his eyes slightly closed and rested, slowly opened his eyes.

The well-articulated fingers were resting on the knees, and the cuff buttons were loosely undone, exposing half of the thin and strong wrist bones.

In the dark of the rainy night, when the incandescent lamp swayed in through the foggy glass window, there was a sense of mysterious nobleness and killing for no reason, and I looked sideways.

"parking."

A low voice sounded in the silent car, breaking the deadly oppressive atmosphere.

The guard was surprised and looked back at him.

The tall building in the hospital was lit with pale incandescent lights, dazzling white, piercing into the depths of the night, reflecting on the car windows, flickering on and off, shining on his side face.

surgical.

Chu Jin'an was on the night shift tonight, and Liang Shangjun walked out slowly when he got off work, and turned his head and said to Chu Jin'an: "It seems that I have to say good night to you first, Doctor Chu."

"Good night." Chu Jin'an smiled, leaned on the chair and turned around, "Doctor Liang."

At this moment, a nurse shouted sharply from outside: "Doctor Chu! There is a patient—"

The two looked at each other for a moment, then rushed out immediately!

The patient had just been carried into the hall from the outside, and there was a car accident, covered in blood, the nurse immediately went to the doctor.

Chu Jin'an ran to the hospital hall with the wind on his feet, and stopped in front of the patient with shortness of breath, but his face was abnormally calm, and he checked the patient's breathing.

The situation was urgent, and the patient's life might be in danger at any time. She ignored the other things and turned a blind eye to the sticky blood sticking to her body, and immediately raised her hand to take rescue measures for the patient!

"Quick, operating room!" Chu Jin'an said calmly while giving first aid to his subordinates, and when he spoke, he looked up.

In the corridor at the end of the hall, the man stood in front of the half-open window, blowing the night wind, with a sense of indifference and dignity.

The distance was far away, and the pale incandescent lamp came down from the top of his head, illuminating the hospital corridor like day, but behind him was the dark night, by the window, with his neat short black hair floating in the wind, he was looking at himself.

The light was too dazzling, and Chu Jin'an couldn't see his expression clearly, and was shocked for a moment.

Why is Fu Rongheng in the hospital?he got hurt?
But right now, life and death were at stake, and Chu Jin'an had no time to take care of his chaotic emotions, so he suppressed his mind and calmed down his face. Together with Liang Shangjun, he carried the patient onto the stretcher and walked quickly to the operating room.

She was walking too fast and tripped accidentally, Liang Shangjun reached out to help her: "Be careful."

Chu Jin'an thanked him.

Liang Shangjun's hand was naturally withdrawn from her waist, and the two cooperated tacitly, and quickly stepped into the operating room.

Fu Rongheng leaned against the window and watched that scene, his eyes lightly moved away from Liang Shangjun's hand on Chu Jin'an's waist, his eyes were dark, thinking of the scene he just saw in the hall.

She was dressed in white, standing in a bright place, bright and beautiful, but blood-stained, her face was unusually calm and steady, she was rescued by others, her movements were skillful and neat, and she didn't care about the blood on her body.

Indeed, rare.

In the operating room, the lights were always on.

The low voice is cool and pleasant.

"Scalpel."

Chu Jin'an was wearing a medical mask, his eyes were clean and clear, and his pupils were shallow when illuminated by white light, like clear amber under the moonlight.

She performed the operation with a calm face, and her movements were unambiguous.

The patient was in a car accident and hemorrhages. This is an operation with a survival rate of less than 5.00%. For this era where both instruments and academics are not advanced, Chu Jin'an's palms are sweating, and he tries his best to do his duty well. .

Time ticked by and there was a cold rain outside.

The scalpel fell into the tray.

Surprisingly, the operation was successful.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After the end, Chu Jin'an got out of the working state, and those distracted thoughts could not be suppressed at all, and his mind was full of the scene that he just saw Fu Rongheng.

She didn't care about changing the surgical gown, so she walked out quickly.

"Chu..." Liang Shangjun took off his gloves and called her behind him. When he saw her disappear around the corner, he sighed helplessly.

Chu Jin'an walked faster and faster, and finally almost ran all the way through the crowd, sweating on his back, but the figure at the window at the end of the corridor was no longer there.

Her heartbeat slowed down, she stood where she was, lost in thought, and looked around blankly, the crowd passing by, the unfamiliar faces, she couldn't help feeling lost, something overflowed in her eyes.

It turned out that he wasn't here to find her.

"Go back."

A cold and powerful voice sounded calmly behind him.

Among the countless noisy voices, they were caught in the ear very clearly.

Chu Jin'an's heart beat suddenly, like an ancient and solemn bell vibrating. It was struck by someone, and it reverberated in his ears so much that his ears were filled with the ringing sound, and all the noisy and small background sounds were silent. away.

She turned around.