"Old Feng, is the sir?" Ye Xingzhong stood at the door of the ward and looked inward.

The ward was full of people, and the German doctor brought two assistants to explain some precautions to Xiao Zaiming.

"It should be!" Feng Jiashan replied uncertainly, "I have been living here for more than a month!"

Feng Jiashan paused, glanced left and right, and lowered his voice and said, "But I always feel uncomfortable. Last time, the chief was injured more than this. He was unconscious for a month before waking up. He had completely lost his memory and the change was not so big..."

"What a great method?" Ye Xing asked, rolling his eyes.

Feng Jiashan hesitated for a moment, but still did not tell the story of Lin Zi'an trying to escape.

Even if I lose my memory, have I forgotten all my martial arts?

At that time, the two brothers of the Xiao family and a nurse worked together to tie Lin Zi'an to the bed.

"How many people are you? Now you are talking politely?" Feng Jiashan Yan said insincerely.

"Are you stupid?" Ye Xingzhong replied, "Your attitude is good to you, are you not happy?"

Feng Jiashan grinned, "You know what a big deal!"

This is not a lie.

Feng Jiashan really feels that his superior is much polite than before.

They are all rough men. Fang Buwei always goes straight when he gets along with his subordinates. When he is suddenly polite, Feng Jiashan feels that his relationship is much more distant than before.

"What are you doing with so many concerns?" Ye Xingzhong glanced into the room again, "He is brain-related. Is he helpless if he doesn't look at it?"

"Oh!" Feng Jiashan sighed heavily.

Lin Zi'an sat at the head of the bed, looking at the doctor and Xiao Zaiming with expressionless face.

After Li Mingxiang left, he developed two more illnesses in this month.

Although he didn't go crazy or talk, he became stupid as soon as he started to get sick, like an idiot. After waking up, he still couldn't remember what happened when he started to get sick.

Lin Zi'an is also a professional spy, so he naturally knows how to verify it.

He found that every time he became sick, his memory disappeared out of thin air?

Is it really a mental disorder, intermittent amnesia?

More importantly, he has completely lost contact with the outside world now.

Since Li Mingxiang left, he has never received any words from his superiors.

Even if the superior gives up the plan, he should send someone to rescue him or silence him. He would never be so calm.

Why is such a strange situation happening?

Lin Zi'an was extremely uneasy.

Go to hell, whatever lurks, what plans are...

He just wants to survive.

Lin Zi'an even escaped twice secretly, but was stopped by the guards outside the door every time.

Whether it is intimidation or threats, the guards sent by Gu Zhenlong didn't even let him out of the door.

Everyone who used them thought he was sick, Xiao Zaiming even attacked him on the spot.

Lin Zi'an strongly requested to discharge the hospital, saying that he was blocked in such a small environment every day and felt extremely depressed.

The German doctor also believed that the closed ring was not conducive to Lin Zi'an's recovery, so he agreed to his request for discharge.

After the doctor finished giving the explanation, Xiao Zaiming kept saying thank you and handed a big red envelope forward.

The German doctor shook his head, but his assistant smiled and put the red packaging in front of the doctor.

This is the Chinese characteristics, and anyone who comes will have to follow the customs.

After the doctor left, a large group of people surrounded Lin Zi'an and left the hospital in a mighty manner.

"Where are we going?" Lin Zi'an asked Xiao Zaiming when he got into the car.

Xiao Zaiming suppressed his anger, tried to put on a kind face, and said calmly, "The Commander asked you to return to the military police headquarters!"

Lin Zi'an felt nervous.

How can I contact the outside world when I live in the military police headquarters?

"No need, I can live with you!"

"We will move back too!" Xiao Zaiming replied.

Lin Zian choked suddenly, not knowing what excuses to make.

The house has burned down and I can't stay in the hotel, so I can only go back to the military police headquarters.

Because of Fang Buwei's relationship with Gu Zhenlong, it is reasonable for the Xiao family to accompany him to live in the military police headquarters.

Three small cars drove out of the hospital, and there were guards carrying guns and ammunitions standing in each car.

At the gate of the hospital, a man in a cotton robe was leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette. After the car left, the man raised his head and looked at the light rail station opposite the hospital.

A man in a suit and a top hat put away the newspaper in his hand and put it under his armpit.

This is the signal.

The man in the cotton robe stepped on the cigarette butts, picked up a bicycle next to him, and chased him in the direction where the car left.

Two hours later, the man in cotton robes returned to a business in Juyi Street. The man who had been waiting for the light rail to change out of his suit, put on a long robe, and dressed in a shopkeeper.

There was also a guy in his forties next to him who was wiping the table.

"Your Excellency, all three small cars have entered the military police headquarters!" The man in the cotton robe reported.

"Gendarmerie Command?" Nakamura frowned immediately.

Can we still send people to attack the military police headquarters?

"I understand!" Nakamura nodded, "Retreat all the people!"

After his subordinates left, Nakamura waved, and the old guy walked over with a rag.

"Write a letter and I'll find someone to send it over!"

"Hi!" the old guy replied.

...

Gu Zhenlong ordered people to vacate a two-story building with five rooms, just enough for them to live in.

Lin Zi'an and the two brothers of the Xiao family live on the second floor, while a doctor and two nurses live on the first floor.

When I left the hospital in the morning, several members of the Secret Service came to visit each other in the afternoon.

Even if it is a brother unit, the military police headquarters is not so easy to enter, and they can only come together.

Gao Sizhong, Liu Chenggao, Xing Mingsheng, He Youguo, Yang Guoshi...

Ye Xingzhong and Feng Jiashan, who had just been handed over the task, also came.

First, there was a burst of coldness and everyone sat down separately, and Xing Mingsheng sat opposite Lin Zi'an.

"The boss looks very good!" Xing Mingsheng said attentively, "It seems that he is great!"

"It's really much better!" Lin Zi'an replied casually.

When Xing Mingsheng entered the door, Lin Zian recognized him.

He had never seen a real person, but Zhao Jinshan forced him to almost engrave Xing Mingsheng's information and photos in his mind.

Fortunately, I finally got in touch with myself.

Lin Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief, leaned her body on the sofa, placed her hands in front of her abdomen, crossed her fingers, and her two thumbs kept circling.

One, two, three, four...

The code is in contact!

Xing Mingsheng's eyes lit up and he also made an extremely subtle move to signal Lin Zi'an to receive it.

Since then, there has been no direct communication between the two.

"The director asked me to tell you to take a good rest and wait until everything is cured!" Gao Sizhong said.
Chapter completed!