Song Yiqing lay on the bed next door and slept with her clothes on.
She closed her eyes lightly, fluttering her eyelashes, and did not sleep soundly.
The slightest sound outside would set off alarm bells in her heart, and she would get up immediately.
Fang Huaian also didn't sleep, and the two breathing sounds in the same room were steady and quiet.
There were rustling footsteps outside the door, and Song Yiqing's hand quietly reached under the pillow, where there was a dagger.
No matter who comes today, she can make sure that he never comes back.
Creak - the door opens.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared straight at the sleeping man in the room.
One step, two steps, three steps.
The man had already crossed Song Yiqing's bed and walked inside.
Seeing that the time was right, Song Yiqing swiftly drew her knife and stood up.
The cold blade immediately touched the man's neck.
Steady, accurate and ruthless!
"Turn on the lights!"
Holding the gangster in front of her hostage, she wanted to see who dared to attack Tai Sui.
Fang Huaian didn't say a word, but stretched out his hand and pulled the light cord beside the bed.
With a bang, the room suddenly became brighter.
"Don't get excited, don't get excited, it's me."
Wang Zhao raised his hands, and a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Song Yiqing's knife was on his neck and could kill him at any time.
"Brother Wang?"
The two said in unison, a little surprised.
After looking at each other, Song Yiqing put down the knife in her hand.
Wang Zhao did not let down his guard because she put down the knife, and apologized quickly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was abrupt. It's too late. I didn't expect you all to be asleep."
Fang Huaian coughed twice: "It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding."
The system suddenly appeared: "You, a cheap man, don't really think it's a misunderstanding, right? This Wang Zhao is very dangerous!"
Song Yiqing played with the dagger absently, without raising her head or opening her eyes.
"He's not stupid. What else could he do? Say that Brother Wang wants to harm him?"
The system was at a loss for words. He thought this Wang Zhao was not a good person!
"Yes, yes, misunderstanding."
Wang Zhao said and sat down on the chair opposite the bed.
"I heard that someone was going to cause trouble for my brother Feng, so I came here to have a look."
As he spoke, his eyes glanced over Song Yiqing's body unconsciously.
This woman hides her secrets. Not only is she good at medicine, she is also so good at martial arts.
The sharp and fierce force just now made him break out in a cold sweat.
The mystery surrounding Feng Xiaodao is getting bigger and bigger. Even the women around him are extraordinary, and the suspicion in his heart is getting deeper.
Fang Huaian: "Brother Wang is worried, I'm fine. Even if someone comes to trouble me, Dr. Song can handle it."
Song Yiqing said nothing, and the atmosphere in the room was a bit awkward.
She knew that Wang Zhao had no good intentions and was full of questions.
But she was too lazy to explain and couldn't explain clearly.
Wang Zhao's searching eyes were obvious, and Song Yiqing looked directly at him: "My man works hard for Brother Wang, Brother Wang shouldn't treat my man badly, right?"
Wang Zhao nodded: "Of course, of course."
"That's fine."
Song Yiqing put away the dagger in her hand: "Brother Wang, don't be offended. Feng Xiaodao taught me two self-defense moves. I didn't expect to practice with Brother Wang."
He sneered in his heart, her two moves were so fluent and had nothing to do with self-defense, they could directly kill him.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. This is a good thing. Dr. Song can protect himself and save my brother Feng from worrying."
The two chatted hypocritically for a few words, and the room became quiet again.
Fang Huaian, who was on the hospital bed, covered his wound and gently called Song Yiqing.
"My wound hurts a little..."
Song Yiqing took a closer look and saw a lot of blood oozing from the wound, and the gauze was dyed red.
"I guess the wound was damaged when I asked you to turn on the light just now, and it needs to be bandaged again."
Wang Zhao also came over. He was seriously injured, and the knife edge was shocking.
But he is suspicious by nature and does not trust others easily, especially "brothers" who appear halfway.
Because if he is not careful, he will be in danger.
There was no harvest from the night exploration tonight. Calculating the time, it was time for Huang Guoli to come.
"Brother Wang, it turns out you are here. Something happened in the place. Go back and take a look."
As soon as Huang Guoli opened the door, his nervous expression immediately relaxed. He found his backbone and things became easier to handle.
"what happened?"
"That kid Scar was so evil that he sent a few of his younger brothers to cause trouble on our territory and injured two of our brothers."
Wang Zhao poked his hand: "Brother Feng, there's something going on here, I'll go and get busy first."
Fang Huaian said "grace" in a vague way.
After leaving the hospital gate, Wang Zhao looked solemn.
Huang Guoli could tell that something was on his mind: "Brother Wang, what makes you so sad?"
Wang Zhao lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
Huang Guoli has been under his command since he was in the Taoist community.
For Feng Xiaodao, he believed in this little guy who knew everything.
"What happened to Feng Xiaodao is such a coincidence. I have quite a few suspicions about him. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. And Song Yiqing, it's not easy either."
Huang Guoli scratched his head, but he didn't think much about it.
Wang Zhao then asked: "You have been with him for so long and you haven't discovered anything else?"
He thought carefully and shook his head.
Brother Feng has no other problems except his emotional acceptance of death.
"What about Song Yiqing?"
Huang Guoli touched his chin: "Today, a woman who claimed to be Song Yiqing's cousin came to the hospital and said that they were from the same village."
Wang Zhao's eyes lit up, as if he had found a breakthrough in the matter.
"what is her name?"
"It seems his name is Song Qingyao. He is studying in a local university."
When Song Qingyao introduced himself to Jiang Qiuhua, Huang Guoli lay at the door and eavesdropped, so he knew so clearly.
Wang Zhao patted his shoulder and nodded with satisfaction.
After the two of them left, Song Yiqing treated the wound.
She kindly reminded: "Brother Wang must have a purpose when he comes tonight. He seems to doubt you, so be careful."
Fang Huaian looked at her straightly. Didn't she know his identity?
Why do you talk to him so much?
He squinted his eyes and asked, "What does Brother Wang suspect of me?"
"Doubt you..."
Song Yiqing almost blurted out that she doubted your identity as an undercover agent.
Fang Huaian suddenly approached and asked, "Why do you doubt me? Tell me."
He's blowing her up!
Song Yiqing originally wanted to poke his shoulder with her hand, but he dodged it and stabbed him directly in the chest.
Hard and very strong.
Fang Huaian moved forward unexpectedly, and her little hand fell down, and she touched it again exactly.
Song Yiqing's face looked like a boiled shrimp. I had never seen such a shameless man get on the pole and be taken advantage of.
She withdrew her hand and wanted to hit him hard several times.
Thinking that he was still injured on his stomach, he stopped halfway.