Chapter 655: Oh no, I've been discovered

The ambulance sped all the way, and shortly thereafter it pulled up steadily at the entrance of People's Hospital.

Medical staff who had been waiting nearby rushed forward and carefully lifted Lin Yuan off the ambulance.

Lin Yuan was directly sent to the emergency operating room.

Upon learning that Lin Yuan had been hospitalized with severe injuries, the top surgeon at People's Hospital, Ren Ni Shang, set aside her tasks and hurried to the operating room.

Ren Ni Shang voluntarily took charge of Lin Yuan's treatment.

She had long been acquainted with Lin Yuan, and now she is even his student.

Therefore, Ren Ni Shang absolutely cannot let anything happen to him.

But when Ren Ni Shang had donned her surgical gown, pushed open the operating room door, and was about to begin treatment……

The sight before her, however, froze her in place instantly, her beautiful eyes glazed over.

Ren Ni Shang's face was filled with utter disbelief.

On the operating table, Lin Yuan was half-leaning against the headboard, his expression calm.

As if his severe injuries had nothing to do with him.

Only see Lin Yuan's fingertips flying, Silver Needle after Silver Needle…… precisely inserted into his wounds and acupoints all over his body.

Silver Needle after Silver Needle…… filled the area around his wounds.

On Lin Yuan's body, the wound that had been oozing blood gradually stopped bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the swelling also slightly subsided.

Ren Ni Shang walked forward slowly, her eyes still full of shock.

His Chinese medicine was also too shocking.

With such a severe injury, he actually healed himself using Chinese medicine Acupuncture? He stopped all the bleeding??

Ren Ni Shang exclaimed in shock, "Lin Yuan, aren't you pushing yourself too hard? You're covered in wounds, your internal organs are severely damaged, yet you still dare to needle yourself—aren't you afraid of damaging the meridians and leaving aftereffects?"

Lin Yuan, hearing this, slowly lifted his gaze.

Lin Yuan's face showed no ripple; he was still a bit weak, shaking his head and saying, "It's fine, just a minor injury—I can handle it. Got it."

Ren Ni Shang looked at his carefree demeanor, shook her head helplessly, and ultimately said nothing more.

Lin Yuan's injury has stopped bleeding.

That day, Ren Ni Shang forced Lin Yuan to stay in the hospital for a checkup……

Seeing that Lin Yuan's injury was no longer serious, Ren Ni Shang also stopped insisting on keeping him hospitalized for observation.

That evening, Lin Yuan completed the discharge procedures.

……

Mu Lingxue stayed by his side at all times, insisting on going to Lin Yuan's home to take care of him.

She feared that Lin Yuan's condition might relapse with no one to look after him.

But the two had just returned to Lin Yuan's home.

The knocking at Lin Yuan's door suddenly sounded.

It's already late at night—who else would come to Lin Yuan's house?

Mu Lingxue approached suspiciously and opened the door to look.

There, standing at the door, was actually the female forensic examiner, Yin Yirou.

Yin Yirou stood at the door, holding in her hand the prepared herbal soup and some tonics.

Her expression carried a hint of embarrassment and shyness.

Yin Yirou, worried about Lin Yuan's injury, had specially prepared the herbal soup and brought it over.

But after opening the door, when she saw Mu Lingxue also there, her cheeks instantly flushed.

Yin Yirou's expression grew increasingly uneasy, and she instinctively wanted to turn and leave.

At this moment, the two being in the same room inevitably felt a bit awkward.

Yin Yirou did not want to disturb, nor did she want Mu Lingxue to think too much.

Yin Yirou said in a fluster, "Lingxue, you're here too, um, I boiled a blood-nourishing chicken soup and ginseng for Lin Yuan, um, you give it to him to drink, I'm leaving."

Yin Yirou said, handing the chicken soup to Mu Lingxue, and then she was about to turn and leave.

Before Yin Yirou could turn and step out, Mu Lingxue quickly stepped forward and gently grabbed her wrist.

Mu Lingxue's face showed a gentle smile.

Mu Lingxue spoke earnestly, "Yirou, since you've come, don't leave—Lin Yuan's injury isn't fully healed, and I'm finding it a bit hard to look after him alone; let's stay together to take care of him, so we can look out for each other."

Mu Lingxue had no defenses against Yin Yirou.

She still didn't know Yin Yirou's feelings toward Lin Yuan.

So, she was quite simple-minded, wanting Yin Yirou to stay.

To help take care of Lin Yuan together.

Because Mu Lingxue also lacked experience in caring for others, she really couldn't manage on her own.

Yin Yirou froze for a moment, then lifted her head to look at Mu Lingxue's gentle gaze.

Yin Yirou saw that Mu Lingxue's eyes held no hostility or rejection.

Yin Yirou's inner unease and shyness…… gradually faded a bit.;

Yin Yirou hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

Yin Yirou replied softly, "Okay."

Indoors, Lin Yuan leaned on the sofa, watching the two women who had voluntarily stayed to take care of him.

Lin Yuan was somewhat speechless.

Lin Yuan slowly adjusted his sitting posture, and the bandages wrapped around his body were lightly tugged.

At the wound, a faint prickling sensation came.

Lin Yuan slowly opened his mouth: "You guys go back, it's late at night, you two girls are at my place, also not convenient. I can take care of myself alone, no need to trouble you."

As his words fell, Mu Lingxue immediately walked forward, her gaze landing on the bandages wrapped all over his body.

Mu Lingxue's tone carried a hint of stubbornness:

"You're like this, your whole body is wounded, yet you say you can take care of yourself? Don't act tough! The bandages are wrapped tightly, moving a bit is hard, how could you handle it alone? I and Yirou will stay to take care of you, this is settled."

Having said that, without waiting for Lin Yuan to retort, she turned and walked straight to the kitchen.

Mu Lingxue walked while softly murmuring: "You surely haven't had dinner yet, coming back from the hospital in a rush, you didn't even have time to eat a hot meal, I'll go make you some light food, also to nourish your body."

The kitchen door was gently closed, a faint sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding came, breaking the brief tranquility inside.

In the living room, only Lin Yuan and Yin Yirou remained.

The atmosphere instantly became somewhat subtle.

Yin Yirou stood in place, her expression slightly uneasy.

Her gaze kept falling on Lin Yuan, hidden in her eyes was hard-to-conceal worry.

Taking advantage of Mu Lingxue being busy in the kitchen, having no time to attend to this side.

Yin Yirou took a deep breath, quietly walked forward, and lightly sat on the small stool opposite Lin Yuan.

Her gaze fixed on him, her tone full of suppressed heartache.

"Lin Yuan..." Yin Yirou's voice was soft, with a barely perceptible tremor.

"In the future, can you not be so reckless? Each time you put yourself in danger, each time you fight until covered in wounds, do you know we watching are all worried?"

Upon hearing, Lin Yuan lifted his eyes to look at her, adding a few degrees of gentleness.

Lin Yuan lightly shook his head, his tone still flat, yet carrying a hint of soothing: "It's fine, don't worry. Your skills you know, this little injury is nothing, it'll be better in a few days."

"Little injury?" Yin Yirou bit her silver teeth,, the heartache in her eyes... turned into a hint of resentful grievance.

Her eye sockets slightly reddened, "How can this be considered a little injury? Your whole body is wounded, internal organs damaged, you almost lost your life, are you treating your life as not a life?"

She recalled the shocking scene at the explosion site, recalling Lin Yuan being blown away by the air wave, spitting blood, her heart clenched.

Lin Yuan looked at her reddened eye sockets, his tone softened a bit, "Don't worry, I have it in mind. I saved a friend, within my capability, it's worth fighting once, and I'm fine now, right?"

He paused, his gaze firmly locked on Yin Yirou's eyes.

Lin Yuan said: "If that person were you, encountering danger, I would also save you, even if I had to risk my life the same way, I would never hesitate."

This sentence made Yin Yirou's delicate body tremble slightly.

The worries, heartache, and grievances pent up in her heart completely erupted at this moment.

Yin Yirou's tears could no longer be suppressed, they slid gently down her cheeks.

She could no longer bear it, suddenly leaned forward, extending her hand to lightly press on Lin Yuan's shoulder...

Yin Yirou disregarded his injuries, also disregarded her own shyness, her soft red lips directly kissed Lin Yuan.

This kiss carried heartache, carried worry, carried the long-suppressed feelings.

Yin Yirou's kiss had no trace of frivolity, only pure cherishing and longing.

Yin Yirou's tears fell on Lin Yuan's cheek, carrying a scorching temperature...

She tightly pressed her lips against his, as if wanting to pour all her heartache to him...

She seemed to want to use this kiss to soothe his wounds and fatigue.

Lin Yuan's whole body tensed, instinctively wanting to raise his hand, but restrained by the bandages on his body, he could only stare blankly in place.

Lin Yuan felt the softness on his lips and the coolness on his cheek, a flash of bewilderment passed through his eyes.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, the air filled with a faint ambiguity and sourness...

Even time seemed to freeze at this moment.

But this fleeting flutter was ultimately broken by a crisp door opening sound.

Mu Lingxue held a bowl of warm porridge, just walked out from the kitchen.

As a result, Mu Lingxue looked up... and saw this scene before her!

The porridge bowl in Mu Lingxue's hand paused slightly, the gentle smile on her face instantly froze!

The air froze.

In Mu Lingxue's beautiful eyes, full of incredulous bewilderment.

Mu Lingxue's voice trembled, shocked she said, "You guys... what are you doing?"

Mu Lingxue's voice wasn't loud, yet instantly broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the living room!

Her voice carried the particular sharpness and scrutiny of a police officer.

Her gaze firmly locked on Lin Yuan and Yin Yirou, unwilling to move even a bit.

Yin Yirou was startled by this sudden voice... her delicate body trembled.

Yin Yirou like a caught thief, hurriedly got up from Lin Yuan's body.

Yin Yirou stumbled back half a step, her cheeks instantly flushed red, even her ears tinged with red.

Yin Yirou's gaze darted, she dared not directly meet Mu Lingxue's eyes.

Yin Yirou's hands clenched tightly together, fingertips slightly trembling... in her panic, she couldn't utter a complete explanation.

"No, no nothing!" Yin Yirou's voice carried obvious panic and stutter, her eyes darted, sometimes looking at the ground, sometimes at the corner.

"I merely... merely..."

Yin Yirou opened her mouth, wanting to say something to cover up...

But at this moment, Yin Yirou's mind went blank, thousands of words blocked in her throat, ultimately she didn't know how to explain...

Yin Yirou could only stand awkwardly and panicked in place, her whole body exuding unnaturalness.

Lin Yuan also instantly came back to his senses.

Lin Yuan lightly coughed, quickly spoke to smooth things over: "Nothing, just now Yin Yirou wanted to help me up, the bandages on my body pulled and hurt, I couldn't stand steady, she also momentarily couldn't steady herself, accidentally fell onto me, just a misunderstanding."

He said, and even deliberately shifted his body slightly, pretending the gauze was tugging at his wound.

Lin Yuan frowned slightly, trying to make the lie seem a bit more believable.

But he knew clearly that Mu Lingxue, as a police detective, had keen observation and meticulous thinking; such a clumsy lie would probably not fool her.

Sure enough, upon hearing that, Mu Lingxue's face showed no relief at all.

Instead, Mu Lingxue's brows grew even tighter.

The doubt in Mu Lingxue's eyes…… gradually gave way to sharp scrutiny.

She slowly stepped forward, her gaze fixed tightly on Yin Yirou.

The scrutiny in Mu Lingxue's tone…… grew ever more intense.

She spoke with the keenness and pressure of a police detective: "A fall? Yirou, do you think I'm stupid? Can a fall make your lips touch each other?"

Mu Lingxue paused, her gaze becoming even sharper.

Mu Lingxue questioned word by word: "Tell the truth, what exactly is your relationship with Lin Yuan? Don't try to fool me—your eyes, your panic, are telling me that between you two it's absolutely more than just 'an accidental fall.'"

Years of police detective work had already given Mu Lingxue a pair of fiery, discerning eyes.

Any lie or flaw cannot escape Mu Lingxue's eyes.

Yin Yirou's body stiffened at the questioning, her face instantly turning a few shades paler.

In her panic, Yin Yirou quickly waved her hands and denied urgently: "No! I really have nothing to do with Lin Yuan! We're just ordinary friends; I only stayed to look after his injury because I was worried, and it was truly just a misunderstanding!"

But Yin Yirou's denial, under Mu Lingxue's sharp scrutiny, appeared especially pale and powerless.

Mu Lingxue showed no hesitation, continuing to stare fixedly at her.

Mu Lingxue pressed step by step, continuing the interrogation: "Ordinary friends? Would ordinary friends guard him so carefully? Would ordinary friends feel heartbroken to tears over his injury? Would ordinary friends accidentally 'fall' and end up kissing?"

Each question struck straight at the vital point, hitting Yin Yirou's soft spot.

Yin Yirou was left speechless by the questioning, and in her panic her mental defenses collapsed completely.

Yin Yirou could no longer hold back, and tears again streamed down her cheeks.

All of Yin Yirou's denials and cover‑ups vanished at this moment.

Yin Yirou, choking up, haltingly spoke the truth……

Yin Yirou poured out her feelings for Lin Yuan, bit by bit.

Lin Yuan, standing aside, watched this scene and was utterly speechless.

Lin Yuan's mouth twitched involuntarily……

He never expected that Yin Yirou's mouth would be so soft.

This woman, so easily made to spill the beans under Mu Lingxue's interrogation?

Lin Yuan's earlier attempt to smooth things over was utterly pointless.

Lin Yuan helplessly leaned against the sofa, gently rubbing his forehead, for a moment not knowing what to say.

Yin Yirou finished speaking through tears, her face full of guilt and self‑reproach.

Yin Yirou hurried over to Mu Lingxue and bowed deeply.

Yin Yirou's tone…… was full of sincere apology:

"I'm sorry, Lingxue, I'm sorry…… It's all my fault, having nothing to do with Lin Yuan; I one‑sidedly liked Lin Yuan, kept it hidden in my heart, and just now lost control for a moment, which led to that—don't blame Lin Yuan, blame me if you must."