Qian Wen's injuries are almost healed and he will be discharged from the hospital today.
"Song Yang, why don't I leave the hospital with you? This hospital is awkward." Li Fei, who had bloodshot eyes on his face, sat aside and said.
Qian Wen, who had nothing to take, changed into the clothes brought by his colleagues and looked at Li Fei who was standing aside, "You should just recuperate honestly. We'll talk about it when the doctor says you can be discharged from the hospital."
Li Fei couldn't sit still, stood up, stretched his arms, and jumped twice more, "I'm in good health, I don't need to stay any longer."
"Then you go talk to Uncle Li." Qian Wen glanced at him.
Li Fei thought of his adoptive father and became speechless. He stopped and sat down honestly, sighing, "I told you yesterday that I won't let you!"
"Uncle Li cares about you. Besides, the injuries caused by the robbery are not minor. Although they are not critical, they penetrated the body after all." Qian Wen picked up his phone and checked the time.
17:00.
"It feels so uncomfortable~" Li Fei raised his head and shouted.
Qian Wen punched him on the shoulder and told him to be normal.
"Let's go." Qian Wen waved his hand and walked out.
Li Fei followed behind dejectedly.
After greeting the police officer who had been protecting them at the door for several days, Qian Wen and Li Fei went downstairs.
“Isn’t your car damaged in a chicken farm and is it still being repaired?
Here are my car keys. I don’t need the car in the hospital, so you can drive it first.” Li Fei pointed to the Wrangler parked in the parking lot.
Li Fei's car was driven back from the chicken farm by his colleagues in the bureau. As for Song Yang's car, it is now lying in the auto repair shop.
Qian Wen was not polite. He really needed a car, so he waved his hand and drove away.
Li Fei watched the car drive away, muttered, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?" and went back.
Qian Wen, who was driving the car, did not report to the bureau. He planned to go there in a few days.
He wants to use these few days to arrange some things.
After driving for a while, we finally stopped in a rather old neighborhood.
This is Song Yang's house.
Two buildings and one single room, room 603.
Qian Wen took a deep breath at the door, then put on a smile and reached out to knock on the door.
"Dong dong dong~"
Waited for a while.
"Who is it?" A female voice came from the room.
Qian Wen breathed out again, "Mom, I'm Yang Yang."
Then the door opened quickly.
A middle-aged woman with a height of 1.65 meters, short ear-length hair, and wearing a floral skirt appeared in front of Qian Wen.
The middle-aged woman has an intellectual temperament.
"Yang Yang, you are back.
Do you know how worried your mother is about you?
Your colleague came to tell me that you had a mission in other places, and my mother has been worried." Mother Song opened the door and hugged Qian Wen.
This intellectual middle-aged woman is Lin Wanwan, Song Yang's mother who was mentioned in the drama "Operation Icebreaker".
Lin Wanwan was originally a middle school teacher, but she resigned a year ago because Song Yang was seriously injured while on a mission a year ago. Song's mother retired to take care of her son, and now she has a couple at home.
After taking a cram school, life is still okay.
Song Yang's father was also a police officer, but he passed away very early during a mission.
Looking at the wrinkles at the corners of Lin Wanwan's eyes, Qian Wen felt some inexplicable emotions well up in his heart.
Song Yang died in the play, and I don’t know how she survived alone.
If he hadn't traveled through time this time...
"Alas~" Qian Wen sighed in his heart and didn't think about it anymore. Anyway, he will stay in each world for a lifetime, so he will take care of him!
Qian Wen said with a bright smile, "Mom, I'm back now, why are you crying.
Besides, it’s just a small task.”
Mother Song let go of her embrace, but she still held his arm tightly. "Every time you go on a mission, I worry that you will be like your father. Bah, bah, bah... What nonsense am I talking about? My son must be safe."
Qian Wen forced down the inexplicable emotions in his heart, took Song's mother's hand and walked home.
"Brother Yang~" A childish and crisp voice.
Qian Wen looked up and saw a pretty little girl in the living room.
"Xiuxiu comes to make up lessons again?
Your grades are so good, give other students a way to survive," Qian Wen joked.
Jing Xiuxiu, their neighbor, has been excellent in studies since she was a child, and she has been tutored by Song's mother since she was a child. The relationship between the two families is very good.
"Haha, I recently ran from first place to second place, I have to work hard.
I don’t like someone on my head.” Jing Xiuxiu wrinkled her nose and said.
"Okay, write the question honestly, don't you want it to be on your head?
People don’t think much about it,” Song’s mother said.
Jing Xiuxiu stuck out her tongue, lowered her head and continued writing the question.
Song's mother took Qian Wen to the master bedroom, closed the door, picked up his still bandaged right hand, and started to cry again.
"Mom, what are you doing? It's just a small scratch." Qian Wen said calmly.
Song's mother slapped Qian Wen's arm several times and scolded him, "It's just a small scratch every time."
There was still some pain, so Qian Wen smiled slightly and said nothing.
"Can I rest for a few days this time?" Mother Song wiped her tears and asked with red eyes.
"Well, the leader and I took three days off so that we can stay with you." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"Okay, Mom will cook for you." Mother Song said happily, got up and walked out the door.
"Xiuxiu is still here!" Qian Wen said hurriedly.
"Then stay for dinner." Mother Song opened the door and went to the kitchen without looking back.
Qian Wen shrugged, got up and returned to his room.
The layout of this home is three bedrooms and two living rooms, with Song's mother in the master bedroom and Song Yang in the second bedroom.
When he walked into the second bedroom, there were photos of Chen Ke inside. Qian Wen picked up a photo frame on the desk, which was a photo of him and Chen Ke. Both of them were smiling happily.
Putting down the photo frame in his hand, Qian Wen found a luggage bag in the cabinet and put away everything about Chen Ke in the second bedroom.
Chen Ke, Song Yang's ex-girlfriend, is a hospital nurse whose classmates are all over Dongshan. She has a strong head, is not afraid of death, and will jump to any danger.
He has no feelings for Chen Ke. The most important thing is that Chen Ke is not his type and he is too lazy to have a relationship with them.
When he and Li Fei were hospitalized, Chen Ke also came to the hospital to see them, but his attitude was neither salty nor cool.
Pack your things and stuff them under the bed.
After finishing all this, I went to the kitchen to help.
"What are you doing here? Get out." Mother Song scolded her while she was cutting meat.
Qian Wen rolled up his sleeves with a smile and started washing the vegetables in the basin.
Mother Song scolded her a few more times and then started busy with a smile.
Time passed little by little.
It's getting a little dark, and dinner is ready.
The three of them sat down. Jing Xiuxiu had just picked up the bowl and was about to eat the stir-fried pork in front of her when there was a knock on the door.
When Jing Xiuxiu heard this, she didn't stop moving. Instead, she wolfed down the food, her cheeks bulging.
Qian Wen just wanted to laugh. He knew why Jing Xiuxiu was like this, because the person who knocked on his door must be Jing Xiuxiu's parents.
Because the food cooked by Jing Xiuxiu's parents was mediocre and not comparable to Song's mother, Jing Xiuxiu liked to eat the dishes cooked by Song's mother.
But Jing Xiuxiu’s parents were always embarrassed.
Song's mother opened the door, and Jing Xiuxiu's mother stood outside. Seeing Jing Xiuxiu eating with a bowl in hand, she hurriedly walked in and pulled her out.
"Sister Wan, I'm sorry, Xiuxiu is eating and drinking at your house again." Jing Xiuxiu's mother showed an embarrassed expression, then looked at Qian Wen, "Yang Yang is back."
"Aunt Lin, just let Xiuxiu go back after eating." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"No, there's also food at home, and every time I ask her to come back on time for dinner, I always take my time." Jing Xiuxiu was pulled away by his mother.
When Jing Xiuxiu left, she still looked at the dishes cooked by Mrs. Song reluctantly.
Mother Song sent Jing Xiuxiu and her daughter away with a smile, closed the door and sat at the dining table. The two began to eat, with Mother Song picking up food for him from time to time.
Qian Wen didn't refuse and just filled his mouth.
The food is very delicious, no worse than the hotel chef, and it’s no wonder that Jing Xiuxiu tries to find ways to eat at his house.
"Oh~" Qian Wen burped after eating.
"Is Yang Yang full? If not, I'm making a dessert." Mother Song looked at Qian Wen and asked with a smile.
Every mother has a problem. Their children are bottomless pits and they never have enough to eat.
Qian Wen hurriedly stopped Song's mother who was going to the kitchen, "I'm full, I'm full, I'm even hiccuping."
As he spoke, Qian Wen burped again for Mother Song to hear, proving that he was really full.
Seeing that Qian Wenzhen was full, Mother Song poured him a glass of water, put away the tableware and went to the kitchen to clean it.
Qian Wen followed up and tried to help, but was kicked out.
Qian Wen shrugged helplessly and sat on the sofa in the living room to wait for Mrs. Song. He had something to say to her.
Turning on the TV and watching casually, Mother Song, who had finished cleaning the tableware, sat down next to Qian Wen with a plate of cut fruit.
Qian Wen said nothing and watched TV quietly with Song's mother.
Mother Song would feed him a mouthful of fruit from time to time. Qian Wen stretched out his hand to eat it, but Mother Song refused to let him go and hit his hand.
This moment is really heartwarming.
The sky was getting dark little by little, and Song's mother leaned on Qian Wen and watched TV.
Qian Wen glanced at Mrs. Song who looked happy. He didn't want to break the warmth of this moment, but he still had something to say.
"Mom, why don't you go and stay at my uncle's house for a while?" Qian Wen suddenly said.
Mother Song stiffened, then stood up and looked at Qian Wen, "Why do you want to go to the Imperial Capital? I'm fine at home."
"There has been a big move in the bureau recently, and I want you to go and take shelter with your uncle." Qian Wen said half-truthfully.
It's not that he didn't want to make up a reason to trick Mother Song out, but no reason was suitable like this one.
He came back today to ask Song's mother to go out to avoid trouble. I don't know if Lin Yaodong's next assassination will come or when.
He was afraid that Lin Yaodong would threaten Mother Song, so it was better to go out and stay for a while, and then come back when Tazhai was finished.
Mother Song turned and stared at Qian Wen, her eyes motionless. After watching for a while, Qian Wen felt a little uncomfortable, and then she leaned against him again to watch TV.
Mother Song fed Qian Wen a mouthful of fruit, and the living room became warm again.
Qian Wen blinked and chewed the fruit in his mouth. Did he agree? Or not?
"Mom?" Qian Wen asked confused.
Mother Song, who was leaning on Qian Wen, looked at the TV intently and said in a relaxed tone, "I just miss Xiaohua too. I'll fly there early tomorrow morning."
When Song's mother said this, her eyes gradually turned red. He knew what his son meant. Her husband had said the same thing before.
Qian Wen blinked and put his arms around Mrs. Song.
"You must protect yourself." Mother Song's voice was very low, almost inaudible.
But Qian Wen still heard it, "Well, I will pick you up at my uncle's house in a while."
"This is what you promised, you can't make a mistake." Mother Song turned her head and looked at Qian Wen's face and said softly.
"Well, I'll pick you up."
One night passed, and early the next morning, Qian Wen drove Song's mother to the airport.
Watching the plane fly across the sky, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Since Song Yang has been replaced, his mother must take good care of him.
Now that Mother Song is gone, he can let go.
He turned around and drove towards Xunan Village, where he had what he needed.