After a while, the on -site evidence collection had been processed, and Yu Die's body was packed in a yellow -wrapped bag and returned to the bureau.
At this time, Xiao Yun, his face and guilt.
He regrets it very much, why did he know that Yu Die had drink too much, and did he take a look at her situation when he was off work?
Maybe, when he was called Yu Die when he got off work, he could help her avoid it.
Looking at Xiao Yun's painful appearance, Zhang Zhengye shook his head.
He worshiped his younger brother, and the jealousy is good. Unfortunately, in this society today, there is a little "a tendon" feeling, and immediately persuaded: "Okay Xiaoyun, go back to rest early, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't go back to rest.
Think so much, life and death are impermanent ... "
He can understand Xiao Yun's mood very much.
A few hours ago, there was a big living person in front of themselves, but now they are lying in the cold -wrapped bags, and no one can accept it.
"Big Brother ..."
"OK, and hurry back!" Zhang Zhengye pretended to be angry: "I knew that your kid would be hit so much, and I would not take you over."
Having said that, he dragged his arm directly and walked to the side of the road. After stopping a taxi, he stuffed Xiao Yun into the back seat: "I warn you, go home and go to bed tomorrow. Don't go to the club to work tomorrow.
It's a good rest for a day. "
Then, Zhang Zhengye went to the door of the driver's seat and paid a hundred dollars to the driver master, saying, "Master, go to Dingxiu Qingxi, just throw it to the boy."
After speaking, Zhang Zhengye patted the door and took a step back to signal the driver's master to drive.
That night.
Xiao Yun had a nightmare.
Dreaming of the bloody butterfly, holding a paper cup in her hand, drinking water, her lower abdomen is empty, and the water she drank from the huge wound came out.
After awakening from dreams, it was the next morning.
Xiao Yun was panting in the bed with a large mouth, and his inner mood could not be calm for a long time.
He simply packed up and walked into the medical museum.
"master!"
As soon as I entered the door, Tang Jingling stood up and greeted him in a passionate manner. The eyes were full of worship and admiration, and there was a hint of ambiguous fiery.
Seeing the big eyes behind the black -frame glasses, staring at himself without blinking, Xiao Yun only felt that the pressure was stressful.
He is really not used to this way of getting along with superiors, and always feels awkward.
"Xiaotang, is it used to work during this time?" Xiao Yun couldn't stand being stared at by her eyes, and asked about the topic.
Tang Jingling's eyes were bright, and said happily: "Habits! Very used to! Master, as long as you can do things with you, I am very satisfied ... uh!"
Speaking of half, Tang Jingling's face was red, and he quickly covered his mouth.
Looking at her as shy look, Xiao Yun didn't think much about it. He just felt that his little apprentice was too blindly worshiped by himself. He shook his head and laughed and walked into the clinic.
In the afternoon, after Xiao Yun diagnosed and treated several patients in the medical hall, he always felt that he was worried about Yu Die's death. So, after prescribing the medicine for the last patient in his hand, he called Zhang Zhengye.
After the phone rang a few times, Zhang Zhengye's voice passed out of the handset: "Stink boy, I know you want to call and ask the girl's affairs."
"Hey, big brother, how is the investigation?" Xiao Yungan laughed. This chapter has been completed!