[Jin Yiwei Commander Shen Jin × Song Yang, the young doctor at the Beijing Medical Center]
Doctor Song picked up a person.
Forced.
That night, someone climbed over the wall and was admitted to the hospital. He was covered in blood. He blocked him behind the door and said in a low voice: "Don't make a sound."
Later he found out that this was Shen Jin, the commander of the Jin Yiwei. He is like a living king of hell, but he just stays in his small medical clinic.
Investigate the case, recuperate, and keep an eye on him.
"Doctor Song has something to hide from me."
Those eyes, as cold as a deep winter pool, put him at the tip of a knife while never leaving it.
Song Yang laughed angrily: "Master Shen, are you going to be a short-sleeved person for me?"
"Okay."
"... Huh?"
Later, Song Yang realized that he had to exchange a pair of eyes for that "yes".
Heavy snow closed the mountains. He said don't go. He didn't listen.
When he came back, he had half a piece of herbs in his arms, his whole body was covered with frostbite, and he collapsed in front of the mountain gate.
The man who never bowed his head stood motionless in the wind and snow.
——He remembered.
The person he had never recognized, the person he had been looking for for a long, long time, was always right in front of him.
Intention: Emotions are not afraid of wind and snow