On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Song Tang held the steering wheel and knocked twice: "Which hospital did the old man go to?"

"North of the city."

Song Tang looked at Zhou Sitai in surprise, but she was so smart that she figured out Mr. Zhou's intention without him asking.

"The old man has always been suspicious. He doesn't trust anyone, let alone put his life in the hands of others." Song Tang sneered: "And everyone knows that you and him have always been at odds. Once the old man dies in your hospital, You can't escape your involvement. He is forcing you to save his life."

There are too many people who want the old man dead, and him being hospitalized is the perfect opportunity to do it.

Zhou Si'ai not only couldn't let the old man die in his hospital, but also had to guard against people from all walks of life causing mischief, which was really not a good thing.

Song Tang casually placed his cell phone on the center console, then turned the steering wheel and drove to Chengbei Hospital.

On the way, Song Tang's cell phone lit up.

Zhou Si'ai glanced casually, not knowing what he saw, and stared at it a few more times.

Song Tang was driving, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Sizhao's expression looking wrong, and then he saw his WeChat message.

The message was sent by Xing Youle, and the text was clearly displayed on the screen - I forgot to tell you just now that I still have bed photos of Zhou Sitai and Liu Mian on my phone, but you probably won't need this.

What kind of fun is this!

Dance Bagua dance in front of steaming?

Song Tang glanced at Zhou Sima nervously and reached out to take his cell phone.

With a "pop" sound, Zhou Silai raised his hand and slapped Song Tang's hand holding the phone away, jokingly saying: "Concentrate on driving."

Then with a twist of his finger, Song Tang's cell phone was in Zhou Si's hand.

Seeing Zhou Si'ai typing on his mobile phone, Song Tang anxiously parked the car on the side of the road and reached out to grab it: "Give it to me!"

Zhou Silai had long hands and feet, and he only put one hand against Song Tang's forehead, but Song Tang couldn't reach his hand.

Zhou Sitai leaned sideways, raised Song Tang's cell phone with his other hand, and typed with one hand.

He sent a message to Xing Youle: "Oh? How did you take the photo?"

Xing Youle sent back a message - what he found on Liu Chengye's mobile phone must have been secretly photographed by him. Why is he so perverted that he even took pictures of his own daughter? What a scumbag!
Song Tang covered his forehead with one hand, not knowing what to say.

Zhou Si'ai tilted his head and stared at her: "Where are the photos?"

Song Tang also tried to explain: "This is a misunderstanding, she was just talking..."

Zhou Siyi narrowed his eyes and sneered: "If you don't tell me, I'll ask her?"

Zhou Silu shook her phone.

"..." Song Tang was deflated, and the corners of his tightened lips were obviously gnashing his teeth.

Song Tang reluctantly took his bag over and took out the memory chip wrapped in tissue: "I only have this."

Zhou Si'ai reached out to pick it up, but didn't take it over.

Song Tang frowned, unwilling to let go.

Why should she give it to him before she even had a chance to take a look at the evidence she finally found?
"I didn't mean to ask for your bed photos. Is this okay? I'll delete your bed photos. Don't look at other things."

Zhou Sihui used his hands hard to compete with Song Tang for the chip, obviously he didn't agree.

Song Tang squeezed tighter, her knuckles turned white, she tensed up and said angrily: "These are all private photos of girls, there's nothing interesting about them!"

"You think I don't dare to look at it?" Zhou Siyi easily took Song Tang's chip and put it in his pocket.

Song Tang: "..."

Song Tang was so angry that he sat back in the driver's seat and threw his bag aside with a bang.

Zhou Sihui glanced at her: "Are you angry or jealous?"

"Jealous?" Song Tang was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was talking about the bed photo between him and Liu Mian. "Tsk," Song Tang sneered disdainfully: "In my eyes, you are just a tool I use for entertainment. You are no different from a duck. Who would talk about loyalty with a duck? Who would be jealous of a duck... "

Before she could finish her words, Song Tang's back hit the driver's seat, Zhou Sizhen's hand touched her shoulder, and the distance between the two was infinitely close.

"I'm afraid you can't afford my expensive duck."

Song Tang didn't care: "If you can't afford it, use it."

Zhou Situ leaned against her, and when he saw that she really didn't care and wasn't angry about who he slept with, a feeling of irritation came to his heart.

He wanted to teach her a lesson, but his body was not strong enough.

After a while, Zhou Siyi sat back in the passenger seat and slowly straightened out his messed up sleeves: "Let's drive."

Song Tang raised the corners of his lips almost imperceptibly, smiling slyly.

Don't offend anyone but a doctor, otherwise you won't even know what's wrong with you.

Song Tang dared to run against Zhou Sizhen only because he was certain that Zhou Sizhen could not do anything.

The car continued to drive to Chengbei Hospital.

Zhou Sitai took Song Tang's chip in his hand and played with it, then raised it to his eyes and looked at it through the light.

The bed photo of him and Liu Mian?
interesting.

While Song Tang was driving, he kept paying attention to Zhou Si's movements from the corner of his eye.

She only looked away when she saw him putting the chip in the breast pocket of his coat.

When they arrived at the hospital's underground parking lot, Zhou Sihui used the VIP elevator to go up, while Song Tang consciously took the ordinary elevator.

The old man's ward is in the VIP ward on the 23rd floor. This is the only ward on the entire floor.

When Song Tang arrived on the 23rd floor, Zhou Sitai was understanding the situation with Dean Zhang Yuanmiao.

Relatives from a branch of the Zhou family also arrived, as did the uncle and third aunt's family.

Xu Wanli and Zhou Jiashu were also sitting on the sofa outside the ward.

The five fingers of Xu Wanli's left hand were still wrapped in gauze and were swollen like a bear's paw.

As soon as she saw Song Tang, she impulsively wanted to rush over, as if she wanted to strangle her to death.

Zhou Jiashu held her down and shook his head slightly at her.

Xu Wanli glared at Song Tang before sitting down again.

The old man has just come out of the emergency room. Anyone who dares to make trouble outside his ward is a sinner.

Xu Wanli certainly knows this truth.

However, Xu Wanli's state was not right, and Song Tang couldn't help but look at her twice.

Xu Wanli looked much more haggard and plain compared to the past few days.

She usually pays great attention to her image as a noble woman and a strong woman, so she always puts a lot of effort into clothing and accessories, and chooses expensive jewelry that highlights her temperament.

But at this moment, her face was painted with boiled water makeup that was very inconsistent, and all the jewelry on her body was taken off. Even her hair was loose and loose, as if she had tied it up casually.In addition, she also lowered her red eyes and placed her hands on her legs, tangled uneasily.

Her image reminded Song Tang of the scene in The Legend of Zhen Huan in which Concubine Hua takes off her hairpin to apologize.

"Si Wei!" The elevator door opened, and Liu Mian ran over anxiously on her high heels.

She didn't expect Song Tang to be there. After taking a look at Song Tang, she walked straight to Zhou Sitai and asked with concern: "Si Tao, dean, how is grandpa?"

Hearing this, Xu Wanli also held a handkerchief and covered her face with sadness. She looked like she wanted to cry but didn't want to cry and said calmly: "Si He, you must cure grandpa. Your grandpa screamed before he fell into coma. your name."

Zhou Sitai paused while signing the case book, raised his eyebrows at Xu Wanli, and sneered: "Is there still such a thing?"