An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 180 Understanding is so precious

The next day, when Lu Feng entered the interrogation room, he specially brought Xu Penggang a cup of warm water. He placed the enamel cup on the table in front of him, and Xu Penggang glanced at it and said, "Captain Lu, I didn't sleep well last night and I'm a little sleepy now. I'd like to have some tea, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Feng took the cup back and went out to replace it with a cup of hot tea.

Wisps of white steam rose from the rim of the cup. Xu Peng picked up the teacup, brought it to his lips, blew on it, and took a sip. He then remarked with some regret, "It's been many years since I've drunk tea of ​​such poor quality."

For a moment, Lu Feng was almost amused by his words, but ultimately made no comment. Instead, he turned back to the dark brown wooden table in front of him and said in a perfunctory manner, "Let's begin. Didn't you say yesterday that you were tired and needed to rest for the night before continuing?"

After saying that, he picked up the pen on the table and held it in his hand.

Xu Peng had just put down his water glass when he clicked his tongue and spoke in a crisp voice, as if chatting casually: "Actually, I'm quite curious, how did you find out Li Yasong's identity?"

After all, he himself had only recently begun to have doubts. If Qian Xue hadn't insisted that it was better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free, he might not have had to get rid of Li Yasong.

Lu Feng looked at the person opposite him with a calm and composed expression, without saying a word.

Xu Peng nodded as if he was bored, understanding that the other party wouldn't discuss this topic with him, but his interest wasn't diminished. He simply changed the subject: "Let me guess what Jiang Zheng is going to do next?"

Lu Feng remained expressionless, letting him talk to himself.

Xu Peng took another sip of tea, and after finishing it, he had the same disgusted expression as last time. "Actually, Jiang Zheng probably already guessed where the secret passage was hidden, right?"

However, he pretended not to know and casually rescued Li Yasong. It seemed that he wanted to get the entrance to the passage from Li Yasong, but in reality, he quietly provided Li Yasong with a legitimate opportunity to negotiate with him, and then took him away with him.

In this way, he not only had a legitimate reason and excellent witnesses for one of the only two people to successfully escape from the manor, but he could also use the opportunity to ingratiate himself with Li Yasong and gain access to Wen Xiao's influence.

"Captain Lu, please point out any problems with my analysis. I would be grateful if you could correct me." Xu Peng said, extending his right palm forward as if he were humbly seeking guidance.

Lu Feng put down his pen, looked directly at the person opposite him, and his eyes revealed a sharp edge. "A person with terminal stomach cancer was so sincere yesterday in trying to get leniency. In all my years as a policeman, I have rarely encountered such a rare thing."

After a long pause, Lu Feng sighed, "Even when facing death, he still wanted to pave the way for his own sister. What a deep bond between siblings!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Peng's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and leaned back, saying, "It's just a matter of mutual benefit. Whether what I said yesterday is true or not, you'll know once you try it."

……

Meng Youyou spent two days in the intensive care unit before being transferred to a regular ward.

After waking up from surgery, I was in constant pain and could only fall asleep with the help of painkillers. However, there are strict regulations on the dosage and frequency of painkillers, and they cannot be abused.

When Meng Youyou was transferred out of the intensive care unit, she had just fallen asleep, and Huo Qingshan couldn't bear to wake her.

When Meng Youyou woke up again, she opened her eyes to see a group of people surrounding her hospital bed, but it was unusually quiet.

When Xiao Li saw that she had regained consciousness, the usually cheerful and optimistic young man's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran out of the ward.

Seeing this, Meng Youyou was a little confused. She turned to look at the two people by the bed, one standing and one sitting. Lu Feng, who was standing, smiled and shrugged. He didn't say anything and walked straight to the door, not forgetting to close the door behind him.

So Meng Youyou could only look at the man sitting by the hospital bed, frown and glare at him, and question him: "Did you criticize Xiao Li?"

He denied it outright: "No."

Meng Youyou raised another question: "Then why does he act like that as soon as he sees me, as if he's been bullied by someone?"

Let me tell you, this really isn't his fault. It was an accident that happened at school; no one could have predicted it beforehand. Besides, I was the one who said I didn't need anyone to pick me up that day.

After saying that, Meng Youyou quickly added, "But you can't blame me!"

The man gently tucked the blanket around her, his voice tender: "Mmm, it's not your fault."

Meng Youyou slowly moved her left hand, hooked it around the man's little finger, shook it slightly, and said with a firm look in her eyes, "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself."

No one is to blame. The mission was accomplished, no one sacrificed their life, and we all did our best to minimize the damage, didn't we?"

She smiled at him, her eyes sparkling, "This is already the best possible outcome."

Huo Qingshan forced a smile. He knew she didn't want to see him always looking so worried, so he deliberately kept his tone light: "Okay, I won't blame anyone. Does your wound hurt?" Meng Youyou shook her head first, then paused and whispered, "It hurts a little. Could you go to Wang's Pastry Shop in the west of the city and buy me some sour jujube cake?"
When I was sick, I liked to eat delicious food so I could forget I was sick.

Huo Qingshan hesitated for a moment: "How about I have Xiao Li go and buy it?"

Meng Youyou pouted and pretended to be angry, saying, "I want you to buy it for me. I'm sick, and you're not willing to buy things for me yourself. You want someone else to do it for you."

Huo Qingshan patiently explained, "It's not that I'm unwilling, but if I leave, there will be no one to take care of you here, and I'm worried about it."

"There are doctors and nurses in the hospital, what's there to worry about? Besides, isn't Xiao Li outside? If you're really worried, just call him in to keep an eye on me."

After a brief silence, Huo Qingshan sighed and finally relented, saying, "Then I'll wait until you fall asleep before I go. I want to stay with you a little longer."

“No way,” Meng Youyou protested, “I want to eat now, I don’t want to wait that long.” She seemed to be making a fuss over nothing.

She winked at him, as if she were pleading, and said in a soft voice, "Will you go now?" It was hard for him to refuse.

Huo Qingshan had no choice but to compromise again and again. He leaned forward and placed a light kiss on the girl's forehead, saying gently, "I'll go now. Wait for me to come back."

Meng Youyou smiled and replied, "Okay."

Not long after Huo Qingshan left, Xiao Li indeed returned to the ward, his eyes still red when he came in.

Upon seeing this, Meng Youyou couldn't help but tease, "How does your battalion commander usually teach you? Soldiers shed blood and sweat but not tears. How come you cried over something so small?"

Meng Youyou deliberately teased him, saying, "How embarrassing."

Xiao Li's voice was still a little choked when she spoke: "I'm sorry, Translator Meng."

"What have you done to wrong me? This has nothing to do with you."

You and he are the same; you always like to take all the blame for the consequences caused by bad people, as if you're afraid that you don't have enough responsibility to crush each other.

But even if you had come to pick me up that day, or sent another colleague, it wouldn't have necessarily changed anything. In fact, it might have put another person in danger with me.

Xiao Li fell silent. He didn't know how to refute what the translator, Meng, had said, but he just felt guilty.

The painkiller's effects gradually wore off, and the pain intensified, but there were still several hours until the next injection of painkillers.

Meng Youyou was actually woken up by the pain.

She was really struggling to keep going, and with a forced smile, she said softly, "Xiao Li, I want to rest. Could you go out for a bit?"

Without much thought, Xiao Li readily agreed: "Okay, Translator Meng, you get some rest. I'll wait at the door. Call me if you need anything."

"Ah."

There were many blue plastic chairs spaced apart in the corridor outside the ward, but Xiao Li didn't sit down.

Because the nearest chair was half a meter away from the ward door, Xiao Li was worried that if she sat too far away, she might miss the translator Meng if she needed to be called.

He stood there by the door, listening intently to what was happening inside.

Faintly, I seemed to hear a girl sobbing? A low, small, suppressed, muffled sound, like it was coming from under the covers.

This reminded Xiao Li of the whimpering sounds of injured animals they encountered during their fieldwork, sounds that were heartbreaking to hear.

He suddenly remembered that a dozen minutes earlier, his battalion commander had approached him and asked him to go to the ward to help look after the translator, Meng, while he went to the west of the city to buy pastries.

Xiao Li immediately said, "Battalion Commander, I'll go buy some pastries. You stay at the hospital and keep the translator Meng company."

However, their battalion commander decisively rejected the proposal.

Xiao Li was deeply impressed by the look in his eyes when his battalion commander said, "I'll go, she wants me to go."

Xiao Li didn't understand at the time, but now it seems he suddenly understands.