In the next two days, when Dr. Fu was treating people, somehow he would look at the patient's arms from time to time.

She got off work a little early today, and she was not sure if she was at home in 2201.

Although she had been with him a few briefly, she could not see his appearance, nor did she know where he worked, and had no idea about his work and day.

His name may not even be true.

Fu Xia waited at home for a while, but he didn't hear the sound of him coming back. When she knocked on the door last time, she stepped forward and knocked on the door with great doubt.

The next second, he really appeared in front of the door.

The room was very warm, and he wore a loose white shirt and tied it into light striped nine-point suit pants.

The pants seemed to be tailor-made for him, without a belt, and just fitted to the fine waist.

If the two editors were there, they would probably not be able to open their eyes.

But Dr. Fu was still calm, mainly because she was a little embarrassed because... she was empty-handed.

"Uh... are you at home? Wait, I'll go back to get the things and come back."

He said yes, when she came back, he stood patiently at the door.

Fu Xia was a little embarrassed and thought silently that he should be resting at home or working from home.

He turned around to the sofa as before, and then Fu Xia realized that he was wearing slippers and barefoot ankles, and the Achilles tendon could be seen from behind.

Before studying medicine, Fu Xia would not have known that there is a difference between Achilles tendon or not. Later, after seeing more knowledge, he realized that the fine and slender Achilles tendon was full of movement and also had a slight sexy smell.

The person in front of me accidentally grew a pair of beautiful Achilles tendons.

Fu Xia's thoughts changed, he had already sat down and waited for Dr. Fu to treat his wound.

The wound healed very quickly, which probably had something to do with good physical fitness. Dr. Fu nodded secretly.

Although he is not sure what he does, he doesn't seem to have any bad habits.

The wound gradually healed, and Fu Xia also became faster to treat it. After she rebanded it for him, she suddenly thought of something.

His eyes fell to the edge of his rolled-up shirt sleeve.

The shirt is loose, and you can vaguely see some blue color on the arms on the cuffs.

blue......

Fu Xia's heart was about to beat, and he couldn't help but look at his face.

But his face was still blocked by a mask and hat, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

Fu Xia's throat tightened a little, stared at his eyes, and his voice lowered.

"What's the blue color on your arm?"

He paused on this question.

The room was quiet.

Fu Xia was waiting for his answer.

His eyes were still as gentle as ever, and he did not answer immediately, but pulled his cuffs upwards.

The blue color of the arms was revealed.

Fu Xia saw the complex blue patterns.

It's a tattoo.

Not...birthmark.

After the college entrance examination that year, Chen Fan applied for the Capital Public Security University.

In places like Public Security University, students are not allowed to have tattoos on them.

She's overthinking...

Fu Xia pursed her lips.

The living room was extremely quiet.

His tattoo may have used special craftsmanship, which looks different from ordinary people.

But Fu Xia's tone of questioning just now was already in it with some interrogation. It was impossible to stare at other people's tattoos to understand.

"Oh." She quickly looked away.

"It looks pretty." She looked for a repair with embarrassment.

After saying that, he changed the topic and talked about the problem of removing scars after the wound heals.

The person sitting opposite seemed to respond patiently indifferently in her words from beginning to end.

Fu Xia became more and more embarrassed, and always felt that under his eyes, her heart was about to be beating faster. Not long after, she quickly fled 2201.

......

After Fu Xia left, the living room of 2201 became completely quiet.

Chen Fan stood in front of the sofa where she was sitting just now, silent for a long time, and after a while, he pulled down the shirt sleeve on his arm to cover the blue color.

The phone rang.

Yu Dachuan's voice came out, "Brother Fan, my dad has nothing to do, do you want me to go and serve you?"

Chen Fan asked Yu Dachuan’s father’s situation a few times, then poured himself a glass of water and took a sip.

He said no.

"The person who committed the crime has been caught, and it's time for me to leave."

He is leaving.

Otherwise, the tattoo or birthmark will continue to happen today.

Yu Dachuan was silent on the other end of the phone for a while.

"Actually... Shao Xinwu is about to be arrested. He can't escape for long. I think this opportunity is very good. It's rare that Dr. Fu... won't reject you."

Chen Fan smiled, he couldn't say it.

He dared not try and make mistakes.

What if Fu Xia discovered that he was not the mysterious Cen Lin, but Chen Fan himself?

She would think, is he playing tricks on her?

With her pride, how can she tolerate it?

Chen Fan did not continue to talk to Yu Dachuan, but just explained several other matters about assisting the police in capturing Shao Xinwu.

After hanging up the phone, the living room became quiet again.

Chen Fan looked at the spacious bedroom, the bright living room, and the smell of potions remained beside the sofa, and the unique fresh and bitter breath of her body.

Chen Fan was silent and slowly began to clean up the pieces that had just appeared in the past few days.

I'm leaving.

*

Lu Xiaofen cooked a large pot of fish glue and beauty soup and asked the beautiful, kind and professional Dr. Fu to come and drink it.

"Sister, can I lose a fewer acne on my face when drinking this skin-bearing soup?"

Dr. Fu took a few sips and said seriously, "It is better to stay up late than anything else."

Xie Bingping had just taken a shower and was carefully caring for her curly hair in front of the mirror. She asked Fu Xia.

"Sister Xia, 2201, has the gentleman still lived here recently?"

Fu Xia said, "I changed his medicine yesterday."

When Xie Bingping heard this, she combed her hair and walked to the sofa.

"Mr. Cen still lives here? Did your sister see what he looks like?"

Unfortunately, Fu Xia did not.

Lu Xiaofen added a spoonful of soup to Fu Xia, "Then he didn't reveal any information?"

Fu Xia thought about it carefully, and at most he thought of the tattoo on his arm. It was her "interrogation".

When she thought about what happened that day, she felt very embarrassed, so she didn't tell the editors.

"What's wrong? I'm still so curious about people?"

Xie Bingping said he was really curious, "Because we got a rumor today."

"What news?"

Lu Xiaofen made a low voice and sneaked in.

"I heard that a crew member had an internal problem during filming and several stars were injured. This matter was not revealed and it was hidden very deeply. It happened several days ago. But in terms of it, it seems to be consistent with Mr. Cen's time...."

Fu Xia was amazed at the two of them’s association abilities.
To be continued...