After the anesthesia is administered, the wound will be numb and the pain will gradually subside.

"Team Su hasn't come here yet, he's still behind." Xu Cheng frowned.

Even after hearing that Su An was injured, Yi Yan remained calm and treated Xu Cheng's wounds in an orderly manner.

Her voice came from behind the mask, a bit muffled: "Where is it hurt?"

Xu Cheng didn't look at Yi Yan, but looked at the door of the consulting room: "Back."

"But it's not particularly serious," Xu Cheng explained the facts and also comforted him. After all, this woman from Captain Su, "the wound was treated very quickly."

Yi Yan knew that this group of people had a different concept of injury than ordinary people. She didn't even raise her eyes, but just said: "Isn't this what you do in your line of work?"

Yi Yan spoke calmly from beginning to end, unlike other girls who usually get into trouble when their boyfriend is injured.

Xu Cheng retracted his gaze, raised his eyelids to look at her, and then moved his eyes away: "Yeah."

He glanced at his hand and saw that Yi Yan was skillfully treating the wound on his hand.

Many patients and doctors would not dare to look at the wound when treating it, but Xu Cheng just looked at it, as if the doctor's knife and needle were not on his flesh.

Yi Yan didn't ask any more questions. He wore plastic gloves on his hands and sutured the wound silently.

After a while, Cui Tong came in from the door of the consulting room.

When he came in, he said to Xu Cheng: "Xiao Li was also injured, but luckily it wasn't serious. Who the hell are these people?"

But after he complained, he stopped scolding him. After all, he was outside and couldn't talk about the mission.

He stood next to Xu Cheng and looked at Xu Cheng's arm: "Doctor Yi, how long will it take for the wound on his hand to recover?"

Yi Yan didn't stop and replied: "It will take more than ten days to recover."

Xu Cheng looked at Cui Tong and said nonchalantly: "Little brat, you've been getting takeout for the past ten days."

Cui Tong secretly scolded Xu Cheng: "Fuck you, you still think of yourself as a father-in-law."

Xu Cheng still smiled: "Who said it was me who was injured?"

Cui Tong: "Bah."

Xu Cheng clicked his tongue: "Civilization."

Cui Tong: “I don’t know how to write these two characters.”

After Xu Cheng's wound was treated, Yi Yan prescribed anti-inflammatory medicine and asked them to get it at the medicine window.

As soon as Xu Cheng and Cui Tong left the clinic, Su An entered the clinic behind.

There is only one doctor in the clinic, Yi Yan.

Yi Yan was sitting behind her desk, and when Su An came in, she raised her head and looked behind him, even though she couldn't see anything.

The injury is on the back and cannot be seen at this glance.

Yi Yan closed the medical record book in his hand, stood up from the chair, and asked, "Registered?"

Su An turned his back to her and was taking off his coat: "Hang up."

Su An probably changed his coat when he came over. It was the same as the first time they met in the hospital. His coat was intact and others couldn't tell that his back was injured.

Yi Yan did not dare to delay for a moment and started to prepare things, but did not speak to Su An.

Su An had already taken off his coat, and his white shirt was stained with blood on his back, and his shirt was also cut.

Yi Yan looked from behind him and took a deep breath silently.

Su An raised his left hand slightly, and untied the cufflinks with the clear knuckles of his right hand, seeming to comfort her: "It's not serious."

Yi Yan paused with his hands, then continued to put on the plastic gloves. He turned his head to the chair next to him and raised his chin slightly, reminding Su An: "Sit on the chair."

Su An had already taken off his shirt and sat down on the chair.

With everything ready, Yi Yan began to treat Su An's wounds.

The traces of Su An's old wounds were still there, so he added new wounds. The knife edge was ferocious and blood kept flowing out.

Yi Yan stood behind Su An, looking at the wound, and suddenly felt a trace of complaint in her heart. Why did Su An have to do such a dangerous job? But what could she complain about if Su An did anything?

As a doctor, when she saw the wounds of people close to her, the pain would be several times greater than that of strangers. She closed her eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

Even though the sound of breathing behind the mask was slight, Su An could still hear it.

Yi Yan opened his eyes and calmed down before giving Su An anesthesia.

While treating Su An's wounds, Yi Yan had been very quiet, but even if she didn't say anything, Su An could feel her discomfort.

Aura is something you can feel without words.

"How?" Yi Yan suddenly asked while suturing the wound.

Su An: "Perform the mission."

Yi Yan didn't ask any more questions, and she didn't have the courage to ask any more. As a doctor, she could tell what was going on with Su An's wound.

The criminals attacked the police, otherwise they would not have injured so many people.

Yi Yan continued his movements: "Have you caught the person who attacked the police?"

Assaulting a police officer is a crime. Yi Yan originally thought that Su An would answer in the affirmative, but she didn't expect him to deny it: "No."

Yi Yan raised his eyes for a moment, then lowered his eyes again. He pressed the plastic gloves on the man's skin and continued to deal with it: "You assaulted the police, why haven't you caught him yet?"

Yi Yan asked calmly.

Su An didn't want to hide it from Yi Yan: "The person who transported the drugs was a professional killer. The goods were intercepted and he ran away."

Hearing the word "professional killer", Yi Yan's hands suddenly stopped for some reason.

There were needles connecting her skin and flesh, and Su An suddenly felt it when she paused for a moment. Su An's originally drooped eyelids, who had his back to her, moved slightly, with an unfathomable look in his eyes.

Yi Yan regained his composure in an instant, but didn't ask any more questions.

She didn't say a word until the wound was finally treated. She didn't speak. Su An wasn't a talkative person, so the consulting room was quiet.

After Yi Yan packed up her things, she went to the sink to wash her hands. Su An had already put on her clothes.

The sunlight coming in from the window made the room white and dazzling.

Yi Yan put his hands under the faucet for a long time and didn't stop until the back of his hands turned red.

Su An was behind her at some point, his left hand stretched out from her side to clasp her wrists, and he turned off the water flow with his other hand.

This posture undoubtedly held Yi Yan in his arms, with their chests touching their backs.

Su An withdrew his hand from the faucet and wrapped his arms around Yi Yan from behind.

Yi Yan was completely pressed into Su An's arms. She didn't struggle to resist, and just let him hold her quietly.

Su An leaned over and gently rubbed the side of her face with his chin.

The man's voice was slightly hoarse after not sleeping all night: "Are you worried?"

Yi Yan pressed his back against Su An and could feel his chest vibrating when he spoke.

With just one word from him, Yi Yan suddenly softened up and felt a tingling sensation in his heart.

Su An said to her again: "I will be more careful in the future."

What Yi Yan wants is just this guarantee. What she wants is for Su An to promise her to be careful. He is not a whole person, and his life is still holding her hand. There is no way to be reckless.

Yi Yan finally said, "You know what I'm thinking, right?" Otherwise, he wouldn't have expressed her worries in one sentence. Su An could always see through what she was thinking.

Su An: "Yeah."

"What should I do if something happens to you?" Even though Yi Yan usually behaves calmly, facing Su An's profession, she has never been able to calm down.

Drug addicts are rampant, drug dealers are even more insane, and anti-narcotics police are always in the first place of danger when it comes to anti-drugs.

When he saw his team members getting off the ambulance in the emergency hall just now, Yi Yan felt highly nervous and desperate at that moment, fearing that the person on the stretcher he saw was Su An.

"Su An," Yi Yan called him, "I don't have a lot of affection. You are not just a drug police officer to me, you are also my boyfriend. If something happens to you, you will never leave me."

"I know you must have encountered a lot of things over the years. You must have been injured and had a lot of difficulties all the way to this position. I don't need you to put me first, and I don't want to interfere with what you want to do, but at least you

"When facing danger," Yi Yan paused for a moment, "think of me."

Su An didn't interrupt her with a single word throughout the whole process.

The sides of their faces were still touching.

I don't know how long it took, but Su An finally nuzzled Yi Yan, saying only one word: "Okay."

Yi Yan's stiff back instantly relaxed. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, I'm very nervous."

"What are you nervous about?"

Yi Yan laughed: "I know that you are in the anti-drug business, and you must take anti-narcotics seriously, but if I'm not that important to you, what if you reject me? It won't be because I pay more attention to safety.

"

Su An was probably tired, so he rested his chin on Yi Yan's shoulder and neck.

Yi Yan was still hugged by Su An, and the hand around her tightened: "No."
To be continued...