Zhang Xuebin sighed and took over from Xiaohe. "Xingyu has been downhearted because of this incident. Miss An Yan, Xingyu's attitude just now was poor; please don't take it to heart."
An Yan said nothing.
She truly respected the police profession. In her heart, she believed they should be capable of anything and never expected them to experience emotions like ordinary people.
They could feel sad over a failed mission, grieve a colleague's death, and even blame themselves to the point of being unable to recover!
All of a sudden, she didn't dislike Ye Xingyu anymore.
Xiaohe reached out and grabbed her sleeve. "Miss An Yan, you have such great medical skills, isn't there any way you could wake up that drug dealer? Even just a few hours of clarity would help."
Xiaohe and Zhang Xuebin both looked at her, their eyes filled with hope.
An Yan nodded. "I'll go and see later. I have something very important to deal with today."
