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

She wanted to wait for Zhou Sihu to wake up.

Song Tang narrowed her eyes slightly and covered the thick bandage on her neck with her hands, hoping that her game of chess would be useful.

Zhou Jiashu was in a bad mood and kept sending messages on his mobile phone.

Song Tang thought for a while, then got out of bed and poured him a glass of water: "We are already in Fei County. As long as I see my dad, I promise to leave immediately."

Zhou Jiashu didn't look at Song Tang. He took the water and took a few sips with a guilty conscience: "How can I get out of here if I'm injured like this?"

Song Tang said: "Then I'll go by myself. After seeing my dad, we'll charter a special flight back to Beijing with the medical team."

"..." Song Tang actually blocked him with what he said before.

Zhou Jiashu placed the water glass heavily on the bedside table: "Don't push me anymore. I will let you see me when I can. Otherwise, why would I bring you here? On vacation?"

Song Tang refused to give up: "There must be a reason why you can't see me. What do you want me to think if you don't say anything?"

"Think whatever you like." Zhou Jiashu pulled up the quilt and covered his face.

Song Tang stared at Zhou Jiashu and turned away in anger.

Zhou Jiashu didn't hear Song Tang's movement, so he took the quilt off his face, feeling very annoyed.

Song Tang was so aggressive that Song Tingxiao's transfer could not be kept secret for long.

Zhou Jiashu couldn't think of any good ideas, so he simply gave up. He was in a bad mood now and wanted to indulge himself.

So he pressed his phone and sent a voice message: "How long until you arrive?"

Before he could read the message, Zhou Jiashu frowned and touched his stomach.

I drank too much water and wanted to go to the toilet...

Zhou Jiashu glanced at Song Tang who was bringing him water, and complained: "Idiot, you can't even do tricks, but you can only carry water..."

Song Tang left, and there wasn't even a nurse in the ward. Zhou Jiashu put his hands on the bed and planned to get off the bed to go to the bathroom. He just moved his legs and it hurt so bad.

There was no other way. In order not to pee on his pants, Zhou Jiashu grinned and asked the male nurse to help him. Then, with a red face, the male nurse held him up and watched him go to the toilet.

Zhou Jiashu's face will be completely humiliated!

But Song Tang never came back, and he didn't know where he went to hide out.

At this moment, Song Tang was sitting in the deserted lounge, with a video call on his cell phone next to him.

There was a mirror in front of her, and she untied the bandage on her neck in front of the mirror, finally revealing the wound that had not yet completely healed.

The wound was so deep that it could have severed the carotid artery by just one centimeter.

Even after having stitches, it still looks shocking.

Song Tang changed his own dressing and frowned when the pain arose.

"Sister, Zhou Jiashu pushed back and forth. Could it be that uncle's affairs have changed?" On the screen, Fang Shuo was living in Song Tang's new big house, making instant noodles.

After Song Tang cleaned his wound, he wrapped gauze and bandages around his neck and said calmly: "I didn't expect him to succeed."

"what?"

Song Tang didn't say that much and changed the subject: "Is there any movement over there in Shangjing?"

Fang Shuo said: "Yes, Miss Chen has returned to China."

"Jiaojiao is back?"

"Well," Fang Shuo said, "I saw her pushing the Wu family's vegetative son to the mall yesterday."

"What kind of shopping mall does a vegetable go to?"

Fang Shuo said: "This is what I want to say, Wu Fei is awake."

Song Tang: "?"

"You think it's strange too, right?" Fang Shuo said, "I heard that I tried a new treatment plan abroad, and I'm conscious when I come back, but I can't move yet."

Song Tang frowned slightly, always feeling that the marriage between Chen Jiaojiao and Wu Fei was full of unknown secrets.She and Fang Shuo chatted for a few more words before hanging up the video.

Then she picked up her phone again, found Chen Jiaojiao's WeChat account, and clicked on the video call option, then hesitated.

Forget it, she's not in Beijing now, so why not wait until she goes back to meet and talk.

It was around [-] o'clock in the evening before Song Tang returned to the ward.

Unexpectedly, she put her hand on the door handle and found that the ward door was locked from the inside.

Thinking that Zhou Jiashu had locked the door and didn't want her to enter the ward, Song Tang cursed in a low voice: "Crazy."

As if she was willing to live in the same ward with him!
Song Tang looked back and saw that no one was paying attention. He took out a water card from the pocket of his hospital gown, then slipped it in along the crack of the ward door, turned the angle and locked the door with the card.

With a click, the door opened.

Song Tang strode into the ward. Before he could enter, he heard panicked sounds inside.

She heard the noise and paused. She didn't want to see some shocking scenes.

Song Tang only walked in after it became quiet inside.

I saw Zhou Jiashu with a cast on his leg, lying on the bed with his hands flat in front of him. He glanced at Song Tang guiltily with his eyes, pretending to be calm and calm.

Beside his bed, there was a nurse standing with her back to Song Tang.

The nurse wore a nurse cap on her head and a mask on her face. She pretended to pack the medicine in her hands, but she was actually secretly watching Song Tang's performance from the corner of her eye.

Song Tang knew who the nurse was without looking at her face.

Seeing that Song Tang was seeing the nurse, Zhou Jiashu quickly changed the subject and asked, "How did you get in?"

Song Tang said: "Of course I walked in."

She looked away from the nurse, who took the opportunity to leave with her head lowered, and Song Tang didn't stop her.

Song Tang walked straight to his bed and packed his things under Zhou Jiashu's gaze.

When she was packing her handbag, Song Tang noticed the sunny doll hanging on her bag by Zhou Jiashu.

Song Tang laughed, took off the Qingtian doll and threw it backhand at Zhou Jiashu.

Zhou Jiashu looked embarrassed. He knew what Song Tang meant.

Two days ago, he wanted to use the Sunny Baby doll to make Song Tang happy, but in the blink of an eye, he brought the woman to the room and was having fun.

Song Tang just wanted to use the things he gave him to call him a bitch.

Seeing Song Tang holding something and about to leave, Zhou Jiashu said in a deep voice, "Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Song Tang looked back and said, "If I don't leave, how can the person outside get in?"

Zhou Jiashu: "..."

Zhou Jiashu knew that Song Tang had seen through it a long time ago. If he wanted to save face, he would definitely not bow his head and apologize to Song Tang.

Song Tang took his things and went to the nurse station to apply for a ward transfer.

Seeing Song Tang leaving, Lu Junru, who was hiding outside, sneaked in again.

Then she found that Zhou Jiashu, who she had finally coaxed, was now cold and angry again.

Lu Junru sat in front of Zhou Jiashu's bed, her curves were charming, and she said softly: "Song Tang will make you angry, unlike me who just want to make you happy..."

Lu Junru's hand slowly stretched into the quilt, her eyes as charming as silk...

Zhou Jiashu grabbed her hand and threw her out of the quilt, tilting his head with a cold face and an impatient expression.

"..." Lu Junru was embarrassed, but even if Zhou Jiashu scorned her, she could only coax him.

"Mr. Zhou, Song Tang is just a female prostitute with no background. There are many ways to treat her."

Zhou Jiashu looked at her sideways: "Do you have any ideas?"