Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

On the way to the hospital, Song Lingge felt so happy that she wanted to hum a little tune.

She had just received a call from Jing Chu, who seemed to have discovered suspicious individuals.

This happened right after they met Fang Guanghua. Could it be that he really couldn't hold back this time?

Unable to contain her excitement, Song Lingge floored the accelerator.

Soon they arrived at the hospital parking lot, where Song Lingge unexpectedly saw Qiao Nansheng and Jing Chu.

"Why are you all here instead of guarding inside?" Song Lingge asked as soon as she parked the car.

Qiao Nansheng did not answer, but glanced at Jing Chu.

Jing Chu scratched his head sheepishly: "Don't worry, I must have mistaken you. It's not Fang Guanghua."

"Didn't you say you saw him? How could you be mistaken?"

Jingchu then recounted everything that had happened.

It turned out that early this morning, he noticed someone lurking suspiciously outside Zhang Binbin's ward, and the figure looked a lot like Fang Guanghua.

He had been waiting here for a while without any news, and he was getting impatient. Now that he had made such a significant discovery, he immediately called Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng.

Who knew, it would turn into a huge blunder.

"Who is that suspicious person?" Song Lingge asked.

Qiao Nansheng patted her shoulder and comforted her, "I know you're anxious, but this can't be rushed. That person is a friend of Zhang Binbin, and his mother knows him too."

“Since his mother knows him, why is that person always acting suspiciously outside? Maybe he’s in contact with Fang Guanghua and is here to investigate on Fang Guanghua’s behalf,” Song Lingge argued anxiously.

She was getting anxious as there were still no results for so long.

What you said is possible, but there is no evidence at the moment!

Evidence, evidence, evidence!

Song Lingge truly hated the so-called evidence.

You see the murderer right in front of you, but because there's no direct evidence, you have to watch them go unpunished.

She has seen it too many times, from her past life to this one.

"I'm sorry, please stop arguing. It's all because of me. I saw something was wrong and immediately thought of notifying you, without saying I should investigate first."

This was the first time Jing Chu had seen Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng arguing in front of outsiders, and he felt quite guilty.

"It's not your fault. You've been staying here all this time, it's so boring and tedious. You would never do this if it weren't for us."

Jing Chu did this thankless task out of a desire to help his good friend, and Qiao Nansheng saw and remembered it all.

Song Lingge realized that her impatience had hurt innocent people, so she softened her tone: "Jing Chu, that's not what I meant."

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward.

Jing Chu smiled and said, "I promise that from now on, I will be on high alert, keep my eyes wide open, and not let any clue slip by."

With him trying so hard to ease the tension, Song Lingge forced a smile: "Well, if you find anything else, remember to call. We can miss things, but we will never let them go."

“Okay! I’ll go up first then.” Jing Chu readily agreed.

His task is complete; the remaining conflicts between the young couple must be resolved by the couple themselves.

Song Lingge knew she had acted impulsively. She hadn't meant to get angry at Qiao Nansheng, but she wasn't in the mood to apologize, so she turned and walked towards the car.

Qiao Nansheng grabbed her arm and said, "I'll take you home."

Song Lingge withdrew her hand, lowered her head and said, "No need, you go back to work! I drove, you can go back by yourself."

After saying that, he realized it wasn't right, so he added, "I'll pick you up this afternoon."

"Okay!" Qiao Nansheng's emotions instantly dissipated.

After waiting for so long, all that was revealed was a misunderstanding. Qiao Nansheng could understand Song Lingge's temper, but Jing Chu's mistake was indeed unintentional.

Song Lingge turned to leave, but the next second Qiao Nansheng pulled her into his arms with force.

Qiao Nansheng whispered in her ear, "Don't be impatient, don't get angry, we have plenty of time, just take it slow!"

His voice was very gentle, even considerate of Song Lingge's feelings, and sounded a little strained.

It has to be said that Song Lingge was very receptive to this approach, and her previous frustration vanished instantly.

She buried her head in Qiao Nansheng's neck, only letting out a muffled "hmm".

Qiao Nansheng continued, "I'll ask for leave after I get back today, and I'll come to the hospital to stay with you. You can rest assured now, right?"

Song Lingge raised her head, revealing her mouth: "Why do you need to take leave? It's not necessary for this!"

Qiao Nansheng loosened his grip on her and tapped her forehead: "People who have never worked a day in their lives really don't know anything! Your internship is almost over, and you have to go back to school to report. I've decided to do it a few days early, so it's fine."

"Is your internship ending so soon?"

"Yes, you should also get Editor Chen to stamp your internship certificate as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

"Are you sure you don't want me to take you?" Qiao Nansheng asked.

Song Lingge nodded: "Since you've already driven, I'll pick you up this afternoon and drop you off tomorrow morning. That way you can drive home as soon as you're done packing, saving you from having to make a wasted trip to get your car."

"Okay, I'll do as you say. Get in the car, I'll watch you leave."

They were supposed to meet in the afternoon, and even if she didn't pick them up in the afternoon, they would meet in the evening. But now they were all so affectionate and reluctant to part. Song Lingge thought of a popular term from her previous life—"crazy old man and crazy old woman."

"I'm leaving."

Qiao Nansheng smiled and watched her leave silently.

After Song Lingge started the car, she could still see Qiao Nansheng watching her in the rearview mirror.

For some reason, Song Lingge felt a strange sense of panic.

This is a very bad omen.

Only after Song Lingge's car was out of sight did Qiao Nansheng quietly return to his own car.

He also felt that he seemed a bit sentimental today, since the two of them weren't usually this lovey-dovey!

Especially when he thought of the scene of saying goodbye just now, Qiao Nansheng shook his head and smiled helplessly.

He couldn't concentrate on his work all afternoon; his mind was filled with images of Song Lingge.

Never before have I looked forward to leaving get off work as much as I have today.

Qiao Nansheng felt that her mood was just like that described in a book she really liked.

He had been looking forward to it for a long time, and the closer the time got, the happier he became.

But if he hadn't seen her car arrive by the appointed time, he would become very worried and restless.

The book says this is the price of happiness.

But even long afterward, when Qiao Nansheng recalled that day, he still felt terrified. If he could do it all over again, he would give up happiness, and then there would be no price to pay.

He would tell Song Lingge from the very beginning, "I don't need you to pick me up, just wait for me at home!"