Movies and TV series Witch A Ling

"I also recovered my memory of your father!" Officer Jia looked at Su Wen with deep emotion, "He looks a lot like you."

Su Wen felt sad, "I am like my father, right?"

Cui Changwu laughed and slapped Su Wen on the back.

Su Wen took the opportunity to hug Officer Jia with tears in his eyes.

Mei Ling put the empty milk carton aside, and He Na also came over.

"Are you feeling better?" Looking at Mei Ling's appearance, Hena could guess that she had just woken up.

Mei Ling nodded, "Much better, I just slept too long."

Officer Jia also fell back into his seat now, and Hena hurried over, "I told you, it will hurt."

After recovering from the shock, Officer Jia went to the basement practice room, and Su Wen seemed to have thought of something.

He approached Mei Ling mysteriously and said, "Sister, do you want to go and take a look?"

Mei Ling opened the milk carton and saw Su Wen. Before she understood what he meant, she saw Su Wen making a gesture to keep quiet, indicating that she should follow him.

After she followed Su Wen carefully downstairs, she found that everyone was in the basement eavesdropping on Officer Jia's phone call.

Especially when I heard that sentence, "Zhengying, we still have a lot to talk about. Do you want to meet?"

Hena covered her mouth and giggled as if she had eaten a melon, and waved to the two people who came later.

Su Wen pulled Mei Ling to stand in front of him. After hearing the call was hung up, he suddenly pulled open the curtain that blocked the figures of several people.

His arms were stretched outwards for fear of bumping into Mei Ling who he had pulled into his arms.

Mei Ling saw Officer Jia happily choosing clothes to wear for the date. Su Wen's voice came from above her head, "The one on the right is better."

When Officer Jia turned around and found that everyone had arrived, Su Wen couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ms. Qiu looked at the two pieces of clothing in his hands and said with disdain, "Aren't they all the same?"

Hena stroked her chin, "Are you sure this is something you should wear on a date?"

Several people walked forward and looked at Officer Jia. Su Wen then lowered his arm but continued to stand behind Mei Ling.

"I look so handsome." Officer Jia retorted loudly with dissatisfaction, holding the two coats in his hands.

Hena didn't listen to him. She waved at Meiling, "Do you think this is cool?"

Mei Ling walked forward and looked at Officer Jia carefully. He had a gray coat and a black coat. "Comparing these two, the gray one is better."

Hena burst out laughing.

Ms. Qiu looked at Officer Jia and said, "If I had known earlier that you were in this relationship, I should have invited her to the noodle shop for a meal."

Su Wen stood close to Mei Ling, listening to what they said with a smile.

Ms. Qiu expressed the hope that Officer Jia could bring Detective Kim Jong-young over next time.

After everyone said the gray one was better, only Cui Changwu chose the one on the left, "Women will like the one on the left more."

"After all, it's been seven years since we last met. It's not nice to just eat noodles." Cui Changwu took out a card and put it in Officer Jia's mouth, "Spend it as you like."

Officer Jia danced with excitement. Cui Changwu took out his perfume and said, "No, you have to dress up properly and show your manly charm."

Ms. Qiu walked up and called out to Officer Jia, "What's the model?"

Ms. Qiu laughed awkwardly as she spoke, "It's okay if you don't come back tonight."

Hena touched her nose awkwardly and tried to put on a serious face.

Su Wen came forward and asked Officer Jia loudly, "Aren't you coming back today?"

Hena's serious expression was broken and she continued to touch her nose to hide her smile.

Ms. Qiu even laughed and said, "He won't be back today."

Mei Ling stood there, taking in the latest developments unexpectedly.

She saw that when Officer Jia arrived, he saw Detective Kim Jong-young, who had been shot in the head and had already died.

Officer Jia was looking forward to the date, but he saw Kim Jong-young, whose life or death was unknown, although he rushed his beloved to the hospital as quickly as possible.

Even after being shot in the head, there was no way to save him. Officer Jia watched Kim Jong-young's soul float out of the operating room.

That's too late!

Mei Ling stepped forward and grabbed Officer Jia's arm, "Where did you meet?"

Officer Jia looked at Mei Ling with a serious expression and was a little slow to react.

"Kim Jong-young is in danger! Where are you meeting?" Mei Ling had to repeat herself.

He Na hurried forward, "Uncle Jia, you'd better tell me quickly. Otherwise, Mei Ling can't help you!"

After Officer Jia told her the address, Mei Ling took him and disappeared from the spot.

She and Officer Jia looked at the fallen Kim Jong-young and had no time to think about it.

After opening the car door, Mei Ling stroked her forehead.

Eventually, Kim Jong-young's wounds healed, but he did not wake up.

Mei Ling knew that brain injuries were not easy to heal. "He's not in danger of dying, but he still needs to be sent to the hospital."

The stinging pain came again. "I can't move you anymore. You have to drive."

Officer Jia nodded with tears in his eyes, "I understand. I'll go right away."

Mei Ling helped him open the car door and supported Jin Zhengying.

Let Kim Jong-young lean on him.

Officer Jia looked at the two people in the back seat with concern, "Are you okay?"

Mei Ling waved her hands, "It's just a headache. It should be fine after a rest. Don't worry too much. I have treated her serious injuries. But after all, it's her brain that is injured. It's safer to go to the hospital for a checkup."

Officer Jia gripped the steering wheel tightly and wanted to speak several times, but in the end he just said thank you.

Shortly after Kim Jong-young was sent to the operating room, Choi Chang-woo rushed over with several other people.

Cui Changwu asked about the specific situation, and Ms. Qiu was listening carefully.

"When we arrived, Zhengying had already been shot." Officer Jia turned his gaze to Mei Ling who was standing nearby, "It was Mei Ling who saved Zhengying."

He Na noticed Mei Ling's face was a little pale, and asked, "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mei Ling tried her best to ignore the stinging feeling and said, "Just take a rest."

"Compared to last time?" Hena didn't believe her nonsense.

Mei Ling had just gotten a little better after what happened last time, but now she's like this again.

After all, it was a matter of life and death, and she didn't want everyone to focus too much attention on her. "Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

Hena didn't know what to say, as everyone was waiting outside.

Finally, the doctor came out at this moment.

"You brought him here just in time. The patient is no longer in danger of death. I believe he will wake up in a while."

The doctor's words made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and Mei Ling also let out a breath.

The person was rescued, but Mei Ling had no idea who the murderer was.

The longer the murderer is not caught, the more Kim Jong-young will be in danger. Now she is lying on the hospital bed defenseless and in a very passive state.