A faint smile appeared on Lin Yan's face. He handed the child in his arms to Bai Yang and raised his hand to gently rub Ye Zi's head. With a smile on his lips, he said softly, "I'm fine. It's just a small injury."
Ye Zi still cried. If she hadn't insisted, Lin Yan wouldn't have locked her in the car, and she wouldn't have gotten hurt because of it.
"Silly girl." Lin Yan smiled faintly and used one arm to hug Ye Zi tightly.
At this moment, his gaze fell on Chen Mo. His thin lips opened slightly and he said in a faint and deep voice, "Chief Chen Dui, I'll leave this place to you."
Chen Mo nodded at Lin Yan and then led the team into Gu Jianguo's home.
In the ambulance, the nurse was bandaging Lin Yan's wound to stop the bleeding. Beside her, Ye Zi's face was pale as she stared at the nurse's movements.
A horrifying wound on Lin Yan's arm was reflected in Ye Zi's eyes.
There was a wound that was about ten centimeters long and blood was gushing out. Ye Zi's heart suddenly clenched and tears fell down her cheeks.
"Silly girl."
A faint smile appeared on Lin Yan's face. He raised his hand and gently stroked Ye Zi's head. "It's just a superficial wound."
The nurse who was bandaging Lin Yan's wound said at this moment, "How can it be a superficial wound? He almost injured his tendon."
When Ye Zi heard the nurse's words, her vision was blurred by tears.
If she hadn't insisted, Lin Yan might not have gotten hurt. Looking at the blood flowing down Lin Yan's arm, Ye Zi felt as if her heart was bleeding.
She stood up, walked over to the nurse, and took the gauze and medicine from her hand. "Let me do it."
The nurse glanced at Ye Zi and nodded slightly.
Ye Zi gently wiped the blood on Lin Yan's arm with absorbent cotton. She was afraid that if she used too much force, she would hurt him.
She bandaged it so well that even the nurse on the side couldn't help but praise, "Miss, are you a professional nurse? Your bandaging technique is very professional. "
Ye Zi just smiled and didn't say anything.
Lin Yan's wound needed stitches. Although the wound was not long, it was very deep. Fortunately, the doctor was very professional.
Ye Zi paced back and forth outside the emergency room. Worry was written all over her face, and her hand, which was gripping her phone tightly, was soaked in sweat.
Buzz buzz …
At this moment, her phone suddenly vibrated. Ye Zi quickly unlocked it.
"The game is over. Good money. She's safe."
The content of the message was as follows.
Ye Zi breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead.
Although she didn't know what the mysterious person would do next, the good news was that the original owner of the phone number should be safe.
At this time, the stitches on the wound on Lin Yan's arm were also finished.
When Lin Yan walked out of the emergency room, he saw Ye Zi, who was waiting anxiously. A faint and gentle smile appeared on his lips, and he walked straight to Ye Zi as if nothing had happened.
"Silly girl, I've said that I'm fine."
Looking at Ye Zi with tears in her eyes, Lin Yan rubbed her head.
After returning home, Ye Zi didn't let Lin Yan do anything. She just wanted him to have a good rest and recover from his injury. That was enough.
…/p
These days, everything seemed to go back to square one. Life was simple and happy, as if the mysterious man had never appeared. She liked this simple and warm life very much, but the more she hoped, the more frightened she was.
She was worried that the mysterious man would appear again and disrupt the peaceful life she had.
Knock, knock, knock.
Early in the morning, Ye Zi was woken up by a hurried knock on the door. She turned over and gently elbowed Lin Yan. "Go open the door."
Lin Yan narrowed his eyes and his obsidian-like eyes darkened. He unwillingly left the blanket and the soft and lovely person in his arms.
Creak …/p
The door slowly opened, and Qin Chen's face, with dark circles under his eyes, came into view.
Lin Yan turned his head and glanced at the quartz clock on the wall. His thin lips slightly opened, and his voice was low and cold. It seemed that the temperature around him dropped a little in an instant. "Look at what time it is!"
Qin Chen yawned and rubbed his sore eyes with his long fingertips. "I have made some progress on what you asked me to investigate."
Lin Yan glanced in the direction of the bedroom. Seeing that Ye Zi did not get up, he gestured to the door with his chin. "Let's talk next door."
When they arrived next door, Qin Chen threw himself on the sofa and grabbed a cushion as a pillow.
Lin Yan's ink-like sword-like brows twisted into the shape of a fried dough twist, "What trouble did Ye Zi encounter?"
"It's not about Ye Zi." Qin Chen looked tired, and his eyelids were struggling.
Lin Yan frowned more deeply. "If it's not about Ye Zi, what else could it be …"
He was only halfway through his sentence when his expression suddenly changed. Lin Yan did not speak anymore, and Qin Chen also fell into silence. The atmosphere in the room became very awkward. It was so quiet that even the sound of footsteps could be heard.
Lin Yan tightened his robe and sat down next to Qin Chen. After a while, he slowly said, "You mean, it's about that matter?"
Qin Chen closed his eyes and nodded.
"What's the result?" Lin Yan's voice was very cold and indifferent, as if he was talking about something he did not care about.
But Qin Chen opened his eyes and sat up. He moved closer to Lin Yan and looked at him carefully, as if he did not know who Lin Yan was.
Lin Yan frowned, and his gaze was as cold as a knife. "What are you looking at?!"
"Brother." Qin Chen's eyes widened. "You've changed. In the past, whenever I mentioned that matter, you were like a bomb that could explode at any time, but now … "
Qin Chen narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to touch his chiseled chin. "You're more concerned about Ye Zi now."
"Isn't that good?" Lin Yan frowned. "Don't you always remind me to move forward and look forward?"
Qin Chen smiled and nodded. "It's not that I don't think it's good. I just feel that you're becoming more and more like a human."
Lin Yan did not speak. He just lowered his head, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist. No one could tell what he was thinking at this moment.
Qin Chen was silent for a while. Then he opened his thin lips and asked softly, "Brother, what do you plan to do now?"
Lin Yan slowly raised his eyes, and his cold but sharp gaze fell on Qin Chen's face. "Any clues?"
The smile on Qin Chen's face disappeared, and he became serious. "I found out that the last place they disappeared was in Binhai City."
Lin Yan glanced sideways, and his eyes were extremely gloomy. "You mean, it's very likely that they're still in Binhai City?!"
Qin Chen nodded noncommittally. "That's what I mean."
She's in Binhai City, but why hasn't there been any news of her for so many years? Where did she go? How can I find her?
That little girl …/p
Slowly emerged in the depths of Lin Yan's mind.
"Brother."
Qin Chen's voice pulled Lin Yan back from his memories.
Qin Chen asked, "Do you want to continue the investigation?"
Lin Yan said in a low voice, "Continue the investigation. Even if it's not for her, I still want to know what happened in the fire that year."
That accident that year took away Lin Yan's parents. Just as he said, even if it wasn't for the girl in his heart, he still wanted to find out what happened that year.
That fire …/p
Lin Yan's memory was still fresh in his mind. The sky was full of fire, and the night was as bright as day. Men and women in suits and gowns were wailing, struggling, pushing, and squeezing in the fire …/p
People stepped on people, and people pushed people. In the blink of an eye, everyone was swallowed by the sea of fire.
A luxurious villa, a grand banquet, but in the end, the number of survivors could be counted on one hand.
Phew …/p
Lin Yan exhaled, forming a breath in mid-air. He opened the window on the balcony, allowing the cold wind to pour in and swirl up the snowflakes.
It was snowing …/p
It was also on such a snowy day. He only remembered that there was a glaring red fire, and the air was distorted by the high temperature.
It was also on that day that he saw his parents for the last time. They were carried out of the villa by the firemen, and their charred bodies could only be identified by their rings.
Lin Yan lifted his eyes and looked at the stars in the sky. In his mind, there was a huge fire that couldn't be erased.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. He exhaled thick smoke, mixed with the cold air, and inhaled it into his lungs. The smoke flowed through his blood vessels and froze his blood.
When he returned next door, Ye Zi had already woken up. She looked at Lin Yan sleepily and frowned slightly. "What took you so long? Qin Chen was looking for you …"
Lin Yan faintly smiled and said, "It's for work."
Ye Zi moved in front of Lin Yan and wrinkled her nose slightly. She smiled and said with a hint of complaint, "You secretly smoked again."
Lin Yan touched the tip of his nose. "Qin Chen gave it to me."
Ye Zi smiled gently. "You are injured. Take good care of yourself."
"Honey …"
Lin Yan opened his mouth and called her softly.
Ye Zi was about to speak, but she couldn't help but frown. She held onto Lin Yan's chest and suddenly turned sideways. She bent over and retched.
Her face became as pale as paper. After a long while, Ye Zi came back to her senses.
"Not feeling well?" Lin Yan frowned and wrapped the coat on the hanger around her body. "Let's go to the hospital."
The hospital.
Lin Yan paced back and forth in the corridor. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He waited for half an hour, but Ye Zi and the medical staff didn't come out.
He looked into the emergency room from time to time, but he couldn't see anything.
At this time, the door of the emergency room opened slowly. Ye Zi walked out with a red face.
Lin Yan quickly went up to her and asked with a frown, "What's wrong?"
"Sir, your wife is pregnant."
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