A few days later at Beijing Police Bureau.
Jia and Huojin's chief, Tang Haitao had his arms folded as he squinted his eyes at Jia. "Song Jia. May I know the reason for you being on duty today?"
Jia blinked. "Sir, I am reporting on duty as usual."
"Usual? Your knee is so badly injured that you have to use a crutch. How is this usual? I believe I had your leave approved."
"But I didn't apply for any leave."
"You didn't. I did because I knew you wouldn't."
She scratched the top of her head. "I am bored at home, Sir Tang. My hands can still work. I can help out with the desk tasks."
"No means no. Rest means full rest," he glared at her. "So turn around and go back home."
She attempted to show a pitiful face. "Sir Tang you know-"
"No pity and no waterworks," he sternly said, "I cannot have my officers injuring themselves further. You will only come back to work when you are fully recovered."
