The cold wind howled, and the sound of the wind blew up the flames, illuminating the night sky with a golden color.

Jian Jing heard the whistle of the ambulance.

"The ambulance is coming." She said immediately, "Hold on a little longer." She

didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt the pulse under her finger jump slightly.

Jian Jing continued to fight.

"The nearest hospital is a private hospital," she said. "I'll send an ambulance to take you there in a while, and have you in the operating room within five minutes. The doctor must be the best. One operation costs ten thousand dollars, which is expensive. If the person dies, it's a waste of money. The most I can do is to cushion your wound. I will definitely not pay for it for you."

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-"

The ambulance sirens were getting closer and closer, and the root repair speed began to slow down. The thick and tough branches quickly became fragile and rough, like yellowing grass leaves in autumn, which would be torn apart if you used too much force.

Jian Jing said softly, "We finally found the murderer. You have to tell Zhang Peiru the result, and tell your father that everything is clear."

After thinking for a moment, she said, "The New Year is coming soon. Don't you want the year-end bonus? Buy a new house... Buy a new car!"

The roots disintegrated in her palm and turned into charred carbon. When the cold wind blew, it rose up like a roll of black smoke, like a lingering ghost.

Jian Jing waved her hand to disperse the strange-smelling smoke.

She racked her brains to think about what else could wake up a person lying flat on his back?

This was what Lao Gao saw when he jumped out of the police car.

The flames that rose to the sky licked the snowflakes falling from the sky. Teacher Jian's car was driving, and there was a person lying inside. He called the doctor to hurry over, and he trotted to Jian Jing's side, and heard her say, "Gather! It's time to eat! It's raining, so put away the clothes!"

He took a breath of cold air, his hair stood up, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He opened

his mouth, his throat tightened, and every word seemed to be squeezed by toothpaste: "Teacher Jian?"

"He's dead." Jian Jing said very calmly, "Where's the doctor? Where's the ventilator?" Seeing the doctor preparing to save Yu Can, he interrupted rudely, "Don't worry about him, he deserved to die, save him!"

Lao Gao rushed over to pull him away.

Don't blame him for being partial, who is more important, the prisoner or the colleague, everyone knows how to choose.

The doctor quickly checked Ji Feng's wound, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it: "It's okay, it's okay, the heart is half an inch off."

Jian Jing: It's not off, it's just fixed.

He looked at his lungs again and said, "There is blood in his lungs, was it caused by a bullet?" He quickly asked someone to bring a stretcher, "What's wrong with his face? Smoke?"

Jian Jing: "Yes."

The doctor gasped, heart and lung damage, excessive blood loss, and a large amount of smoke inhaled into the respiratory tract, it was really fatal. He shouted, "Quick, rush to the hospital!"

A group of people hurriedly carried him to the ambulance, put on the blood pressure meter, and put on the electrocardiogram. The machine's graph was much more obvious than feeling his pulse. His heartbeat was almost non-existent and his blood pressure was ridiculously low.

Lao Gao's heart was as cold as ice. He couldn't help but say to the doctor, "He is still young, unmarried and childless. Both his parents are gone, and he has a sister who is studying at home. You must save him."

The doctor looked solemn and called the hospital to ask them to prepare surgical supplies, especially plasma bags, because the amount of bleeding was too large.

Jian Jinghun felt unwell.

Lao Gao saw that she was restless and tried to comfort her in vain: "Teacher Jian, it's okay."

Jian Jing glanced at him, thought about it, turned over and rushed to the driver's seat: "Get out of the way, I'll drive!"

The driver: "I'm driving fast enough."

"Let me do it," she said, "You're too slow."

The driver thought she was crazy, and family members sometimes lose their minds, so he didn't want to care about it. But Jian Jing saw that there were few pedestrians and the road was wide, so she dragged the driver away and sat in the car herself.

"Are you crazy?!" The driver was inexplicably put in the passenger seat and was furious.

Jian Jing ignored him, fastened her seat belt, and said: "All of you sit tight!" Then, she stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The ambulance "whoosh" bounced out.

The driver of the ambulance was hired by the hospital. His driving skills were neither too good nor too bad, but Jian Jing was different. Her driving skills were average, but her reaction speed was first-rate.

She drove the ambulance to the highest speed, ignoring the traffic lights. She didn't pay any attention to the cars on the road. She squeezed into the gaps she saw and dodged other cars. With the help of her intuition, she left everything to her instinct. She

didn't think about how to drive, and her eyes were only on the road ahead.

Jian Jing thought, I don't want to wait for the result. I will never let go of the chance of winning that I can fight for.

Ten seconds early is good, one minute early is better, three minutes, five minutes early, maybe the result will be completely different.

The speed was too fast, and the car body floated.

Lao Gao held the cart tightly and sat on the ground. His stomach was churning, but he held on and said loudly, "Teacher Jian, drive with confidence. There's nothing wrong in the back."

Jian Jing didn't hear anything.

At this moment, she seemed to be playing a driving game. There was only the car and the road in front of her, and she didn't care about anything else. In her hands, the bloated ambulance became a nimble fat man, dodging the traffic that didn't have time to avoid, getting into narrow gaps, taking the road, turning without slowing down, rushing sideways, and flying away in the blink of an eye.

Although the car owners were startled, the sirens were coming from afar, and everyone was prepared, so nothing happened. At most, they muttered a few words: "Driving so fast, it looks serious."

More car owners stopped spontaneously to avoid after hearing the sirens.

Due to various reasons, the original ten-minute drive was reduced to more than six minutes by Jian Jing.

The ambulance stopped at the emergency room door, and the doctors and nurses were all waiting there. They were ready to take the patient to the operating room before the car stopped.

Jian Jing watched them push Ji Feng into the operating room, and her heart was empty.

His life was in the hands of others, and she could no longer do anything.

She felt very unwilling.

It's not that she was unwilling to not be able to enter the operating room, but she was looking back on the past and felt that she had missed many opportunities and wasted them.

Why did she save Cai Xin the first time she went there? Yu Can should have been dealt with first.

Without the knife later, the situation would not have been so bad.

Jian Jing thought so, but she also knew that if she delayed any further, Cai Xin might die. At that time, there was already a lack of oxygen in the fire scene, and even a living person would be suffocated to death, let alone her.

Ji Feng's decision was worthy of himself and his profession.

Jian Jing had no way to blame him, so she could only blame herself for not dealing with Yu Can earlier.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

On the other hand, Lao Gao sent Ji Feng to the operating room, called a colleague to keep an eye on Yu Can, and then asked the leader what to do with Cai Xin - it was of course a good thing that she didn't die, but her stepmother was the murderer and was in the hospital, so it was also troublesome to deal with.

After finishing his work, he silently adjusted his mentality and prepared to comfort Jian Jing.

Thank God, Teacher Jian didn't cry.

She had a gloomy face, but tried to speak gently to the person on the phone: "We're still rescuing her, I don't know the outcome. Yes, you come over, take a taxi."

Lao Gao asked tentatively: "Have you told Yunyun? Can she hold on?"

"She's the only one, we have to hold on even if she can't." Jian Jing said, "It's okay, don't underestimate her."

And it was true.

Ji Yunyun came with her schoolbag, fully prepared: "Teacher Jian, I brought all the cards from home, where do I go to pay?" Then she asked, "Is there anything for me to sign?"

Jian Jing said, "I have paid everything, you wait with me."

She nodded, ran to the convenience store outside, bought two cups of hot coffee, and persuaded her to drink a sip: "It's too cold here, drink something hot will make you feel better."

Jian Jing took it and drank a sip. It was instant and a little hard to drink, but she finished it.

Ji Yunyun did the same, forcing herself to drink it like taking medicine.

Then, she clutched the paper cup and asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"

Jian Jing said, "Okay."

She started with the case in 2002, and talked about Li Xiaonuan's death in 2007, Wu Honglin's suspected sudden death, and Zhang Peiru mistakenly thinking that the police were not doing anything, so she killed Ji Liming, who was in charge of the case.

Ten years later, Zhang Peiru was released from prison, Liu Meng's identity was discovered, and Ji Feng re-investigated the case.

Yu Can surfaced.

She knew that the case was reopened, and she was afraid that she would be discovered, so she used the same trick again, killing Shi Zhaozhao, pretending to be Cai Xin, and then threatening Ji Feng with hostages and bombs, so that he would take the initiative to go to the thermal power plant.

Then, she framed him.

The story was very long, and it took Jian Jing two hours to finish it.

Ji Yunyun listened very carefully the whole time. After that, she said, "Was I particularly naive before?"

Without waiting for Jian Jing to answer, she confessed to herself, "I have always thought that being a police officer is particularly good. When my father passed away, I have some impression. I remember that many uncles and aunts came over, hugged me and said that my father was a great man and asked me to be proud of him. I was ignorant and thought that this was a good thing. I also wanted to be so glorious." The more she thought about it,

the more uncomfortable she felt: "Maybe for my brother, he would rather not have this kind of glory and want my father to live. I didn't understand before, but now..."

Now I understand .

If Ji Feng died, what would it matter if he was honored and buried in glory?

People will never come back.

"My brother doesn't want me to be a police officer, and I will never say it again." She sniffed and said with a sob.

Jian Jing looked at her.

Ji Yunyun: "?"

Jian Jing: "You are so sensible, what if he is relieved?"

Ji Yunyun: "!!!"

"When the other person comes out, tell him that if he dies, you will inherit the family business and become a policeman after graduation. Go wherever it is dangerous and don't let your family's reputation down." Jian Jing said viciously, "Tell him again that you have fallen in love with a married man recently. He promised you that he would divorce and asked you to wait for him. You feel lonely and want to have a family."

Ji Yunyun: "...and that man has a child. If I marry him, I can become a mother?"

Jian Jing: "Yes!"

Ji Yunyun: =口=

Brother, how did you offend Teacher Jian?

As the two chatted, the lights in the operating room went out. Ji Yunyun stood up suddenly and looked nervously at the doctors and nurses who came out.

"Are Ji Feng's family members here?" the nurse asked.

Ji Yunyun's voice changed: "I, I am. I am his sister. How is my brother?"

The nurse said: "The operation is completed, but the patient is not out of danger yet. He needs to go to the ICU. Go and pay the money, and the doctor will come and talk to you later."

Ji Yunyun: "Okay, okay."

She was busy all the time, and Jian Jing had some free time. She followed her all the way to the outside of the ICU. The nurse at the door said that she couldn't go in, and she didn't force it.

It was useless to go in. From now on, he can only rely on himself.

Will you survive? Jian Jing thought, don't you have any concerns about this world?

After paying the money, Ji Yunyun came back and saw that she was still there. She hesitated and said, "Teacher Jian, it's very late. Why don't you go back first? I'll be here."

Jian Jing nodded and said, "Call me if you have anything."

Ji Yunyun also said, "Don't worry, I can do it."

Jian Jing went home. The knight came over to lick her face, but she pushed him away and said, "I'm busy. Go play by yourself."

The knight: QAQ

But Jian Jing really didn't feel like playing with the dog.

She was so tired that she took a shower, fell asleep on the pillow.

The dream was very light. It seemed that she saw many people and heard many screams, but she forgot everything when she woke up.

Jian Jing hugged the quilt and sat on the bed for a long time, then got up, packed up, and took a taxi to the notary office.

She paid the money and asked for a notarized will.