Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Li Qingran walked quickly to the police station.

"Hello, I want to report the crime. Someone just tried to kill me."

Upon hearing that there was a murder case, the little policeman in charge stood up with a bang.

"Comrade, you said someone wants to kill you?"

"Yes, it's in the alley two streets ahead."

"Come on, little girl, come with me." The police officer in charge led Li Qingran to the interrogation room.

"Sister-in-law?" Li Qingran looked up and saw Wen Biao coming out of the inquiry room. "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

"Officer Wen, this girl came to the police to report that she was being chased just now."

"What?" Wen Biao's face changed, and he immediately became serious, "This is the lover of my comrade in arms, and I will take charge of this case."

The little policeman nodded immediately.

"Sister-in-law, please tell me the specific matter."

Li Qingran explained what had just happened in an orderly manner.

Wen Biao wrote and analyzed.

"Sister-in-law, have you offended anyone recently?"

Li Qingran shook his head, "If you really mean to offend someone, it won't kill you. I really don't know about this matter."

The only people he offended were Feng Xiaoyan and Li Aimei. These two people didn't seem to have the courage.

White Lotus is reborn and cannot be guaranteed to survive.As for business, could it be the Guangzhou daily chemicals sister-in-law Xiuzhen mentioned today?

But why do you want to destroy your own hands?

"By the way, Comrade Wen Biao, those people want to destroy my hand."

Wen Biao frowned and destroyed his hand.

This was definitely a purposeful crime.

The inquiry ended soon.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely investigate the matter clearly. You should be careful these days and it is best not to act alone."

"it is good!"

"Do you want me to notify Lao Song to pick you up?"

"No, no, no, I'm leaving."

Wen Biao watched Li Qingran leave in a hurry and ordered a young colleague to follow behind to protect her.

He turned around and returned to the office. This matter was so serious, so he had to tell Lao Song to avoid being beaten by him later.

Song Yan, who was still training, heard a shout from over there.

"Captain Song, I have your phone number."

Song Yan immediately took off the heavy-duty bag in his hand and headed towards the communication room with a straight face.

A group of soldiers behind them collapsed when they saw Song Yan leaving.

"Did you take the wrong medicine today, battalion commander? I practiced so hard that I didn't even dare to be lazy."

"I saw him running laps at four o'clock in the morning. He is really an iron man."

"I guess I was scolded by my sister-in-law at home. Look at the battalion commander's face. He is completely different from the day before yesterday. He is really a man's heart."

Song Yan didn't know that his soldiers had already made up eighteen versions of the story for him.

Arriving at the communications room, I received a call. "Hello, I'm Song Yan."

"Old Song, it's me."

As soon as Song Yan heard Wen Biao's voice, he thought of his heart-wrenching words, "What's the matter?"

"Old Song, you are still training. Go to your sister-in-law's unit quickly. My sister-in-law was on the road just now and someone wanted to kill her."

"Bang -" a sound.

Song Yan felt his heart dropped.

The unprecedented fear almost drove him crazy at this moment.

"Old Song, it's okay. My sister-in-law is okay. Don't worry."

"Hey Hey hey??"

Wen Biao yelled at the phone several times, where is the person?

"Hello, Comrade Song Yan left just now."

Wen Biao muttered and hung up the phone. Lao Song was really moved.

Song Yan heard that Li Qingran almost had an accident, and his despair made him lose all his calmness at the moment.

He immediately rushed to the political commissar's office and said, "Comrade Xiao Wei, I need a car."

Xiao Wei saw Song Yan's expression and immediately handed over the key.

Looking at Song Yan's back, it seemed that something big had happened.

Xiao Wei subconsciously knocked on the door of the political commissar's office.

"Political Commissar, Battalion Commander Song came over to borrow a car just now. It seems something big happened."

Jia Zhonghua frowned. It must be no small matter for Song Yan to be like this. "Go check it out."

Song Yan drove the car and drove all the way to the door of the hospital.

He parked his car at the door and rushed into the emergency room like a gust of wind.

Looking at Li Qingran, who was wearing doctor's uniform at the nurse's desk, standing there intact, chatting and laughing.

My heart suddenly relaxed.

"Dr. Li, my love."

The main reason is that Song Yan looks so outstanding. Last time he came to see Li Qingran, everyone in the emergency department knew him.

Li Qingran was stunned when he heard this. He turned around and looked at the military uniform. It was obvious that he was still dusty. It seemed that he came here during training.

He put down the medical records in his hands and walked over.

When he came over, it must have been Wen Biao who called him.

Song Yan watched her walking over, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her carefully from side to side.

He lowered his body, with worry in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingran, are you injured?"

Li Qingran looked at the red bloodshot eyes under Song Yan's eyes and forced herself to tilt her head, "Comrade Song, I'm fine, I still have to work."

Song Yan looked at her cold expression and pinched the corners of his clothes tightly.

He wanted to hug her, but he didn't dare because he was afraid of being pushed away by her.

He straightened up, his eyes burning with a bit of tenderness.

"Qingran, don't be afraid, I won't let the person who hurt you run away."

After saying that, he turned around and left the hospital.

Li Qingran looked at his back and felt a little sad.

Can you stop caring about her?

Forcing herself to put away the strangeness in her heart, she turned back to the nurse's desk and continued to give the doctor's orders.

Song Yan left the hospital and drove to the police station.

"Is Wen Biao here?"

"Hey, Lao Song, why are you here? Have you been to my sister-in-law's place?"

Song Yan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Wen Biao's expression changed. It had been a long time since Lao Song had shown such a terrifying expression.

He quickly pulled his sleeve and said, "Old Song, this is the police station."

Seeing many people staring at him, this murderous look frightened some of the little policemen.

"Come to my office."

Wen Biao handed the record of the inquiry to Song Yan, "This is the story."

Song Yan looked at each word, and the more she looked at it, the lower the air pressure on her body became. When she saw the three gangsters trying to hurt her hands, her knuckles cracked in anger.

"Has anyone been found?"

Wen Biao nodded, "We have some clues. We have sent people to investigate. I think they will be caught soon."

"Notify me when the time comes and I will come to observe."

Wen Biao's mouth twitched, "Listen, brother, do you believe this?"

May I not know your style of conduct?

But he still agreed, "Okay."

"By the way, I burned that information last time after I showed it to you. Have you burned it? If my sister-in-law finds out, there will definitely be a conflict."

Wen Biao looked at the man with his head sullen.

"You didn't have a fever? And you were discovered?"

"Damn it, Old Song, are you a pig? I have really surrendered to you, and I am really suicidal. I said, why did my sister-in-law refuse so firmly when I asked you to pick her up today? You are really You are seeking death on your own."

Looking at his old brother's expression again, when had Lao Song ever been so sad?

I couldn't help but my tone became better, "You haven't thought about how to save it?"