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

Chapter 39
Song Tang calmly screwed on the bottle cap and stirred the powder in the soup evenly with a spoon: "A little sleeping pill, if you take it, it will numb the pain and help you sleep better."

Zhou Jiashu was stunned for a moment, his expression relaxed, and after a moment he pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to ask Song Tang to bring the soup.

He picked up the spoon and paused again: "How long can I sleep after drinking it?"

Song Tang estimated: "I only put in the amount of one tablet. Based on the pain you feel now, you may sleep for three or four hours."

After hearing this, Zhou Jiashu began to drink the soup with peace of mind.

Song Tang took the empty bowl.

Zhou Jiashu took the financial report again, but his guilty eyes drifted to Song Tang: "Don't tell my mother!"

Song Tang understood clearly, put away the bowl and spoon and said, "I don't dare."

Zhou Jiashu thought the same thing, she was the one who gave the medicine, and the punishment was also her punishment.

Seeing Song Tang taking the bowls and chopsticks to leave, Zhou Jiashu couldn't help but ask: "Why help me?"

Song Tang was slightly startled, then looked back and said, "It's just a matter of convenience."

Zhou Jiashu snorted and ignored Song Tang.

Song Tang ignored him and went downstairs alone. She and Zhou Jiashu knew very well that there was no emotion between them.

Song Tang never thought about making Zhou Jiashu like him.

After about half an hour of touching, Song Tang went upstairs again and found that Zhou Jiashu had indeed fallen asleep.

She stepped forward and softly called Zhou Jiashu's name. Seeing that he didn't respond, she reached out and rolled his eyelids.

Zhou Jiashu remained motionless and slept deeply.

Last time Song Tang found a safe in Zhou Jiashu's study, which may contain evidence related to his father's case.

But the safe must be opened by iris recognition.

Song Tang glanced at Zhou Jiashu's injured leg, and a plan was already forming in his mind.

As expected, Zhou Jiashu woke up after sleeping for three or four hours. However, these three or four hours of paralysis made him feel even more unbearable pain in his legs after he woke up. He even felt that the pain would pass through the spine along the nerves in his legs. , has been sent to his brain, the pain is too painful for him to ignore.

This kind of pain reminded him of Song Tang immediately, and he even wanted to ask someone to find Song Tang.

But the idea only went through his mind once before he gave it up.

He wouldn't ask for help because of this little pain!
Zhou Jiashu was so painful that he gritted his teeth and beat the wall. There was a knock on the door from outside: "Mr. Zhou?"

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhou Jiashu frowned, Lu Junru?
How did she come?

Zhou Jiashu: "Come in."

Lu Junru ran in with a stack of documents and saw Zhou Jiashu lying on the bed with a cast on his leg. Her eyes turned red instantly: "Mr. Zhou, does it hurt?"

Zhou Jiashu originally had a grudge against Lu Junru because of her previous troubles, but seeing her so distressed now, his old feelings were brought back again.

Zhou Jiashu looked at Lu Junru with a deep look and said solemnly: "Go and lock the door."

Lu Junru saw the lust in his eyes and hesitated: "You are still injured..."

Zhou Jiashu said in a deep voice, "Aren't you injured?"

Lu Junru understood what he meant, raised the corners of her lips with a coquettish look on her face, twisted her body and went to lock the door.

Early the next morning, Song Tang came out of the room and prepared to go to work.Lu Junru wore a small suspender belt and pushed open the door of Zhou Jiashu's room, just in time to see Song Tang leaving.

The servant who came to deliver the meal was startled when he saw Lu Junru's appearance, and greeted with a white face: "Miss Lu..."

Lu Junru glanced at the servant, took the food from her hand, and said: "Aunt Zhou is not at home. As Mr. Zhou's personal secretary, the responsibility of taking care of him naturally falls to me."

Lu Junru brought the food into the room. Unexpectedly, Zhou Jiashu had already woken up and was frowning at her clothes: "Who asked you to go out like this?"

Lu Junru's face turned pale and she hid it: "I just took the food, no one saw it...Jiashu, you are hungry too, hurry up and eat..."

Lu Junru picked up the dishes diligently, but Zhou Jiashu reminded him in a deep voice: "Remember your identity, you are just for my entertainment, don't think about things that don't belong to you."

Lu Junru's face turned pale and she said in a low voice, "I know, Mr. Zhou."

Lu Junru lowered her eyes, and a trace of hatred flashed through them.

She gave it a try and turned her bicycle into a motorcycle. Not only did she dream about it, she also took concrete action!

When you have Song Tang by your side, I will fuck Song Tang. When there are other women around you, I will continue to fuck other women. One day, I will be the only one left by your side!
After the meal, Lu Junru packed up her clothes and left Zhou's house wearing a professional suit.

After getting in the car, Lu Junru glanced at the poor woman holding a child in the back seat, and said with disgust: "Do you remember everything I told you?"

The woman was disheveled and nodded repeatedly with tears streaming down her face: "As long as you can save my child, I will promise you anything!"

two hours later.

Song Tang was looking at the treatment plan in his office. While studying, he used a silver needle to practice on the simulated leather goods.

Just as he was getting into it, there was a noise outside: "You can't go in! You should go to the emergency room first!"

"I'm here to see a doctor! I need to find a doctor, or some emergency room!"

"Hey, why are you so unreasonable!"

"Doctor Song! Doctor Song! Please save my son!"

Song Tang frowned, stood up and walked out to take a look.

I saw a peasant woman in her forties, wearing old washed clothes that turned white. Although her hair was tied with a rubber band, it was as messy as if it had been caught by a bird. It looked like she hadn't combed her hair in a few days, and her pair of cloth shoes were worn out. The edges are torn and it looks like it's been a long way.

What is more eye-catching than her is that she is holding a five or six-year-old child in her arms. He is quite tall and weighs fifty or sixty pounds by visual inspection. His mother held him like that for who knows how long. .

At this moment, the peasant woman's shouts attracted many patients to watch, and everyone looked at the child in the peasant woman's arms.

The child's face was deathly pale, his eyes were closed tightly, his chest did not rise and fall at all, and his naturally hanging hands and feet swayed with his mother's movements.

Song Tang realized that the child was dead when she saw it, but she still took a step forward.

The nurse next to him immediately reminded: "Dr. Song, you can't hold him! This child has no vital signs. Be careful, he is blackmailing!"

Mr. Chen was originally walking in the hospital, and when he heard the commotion he came over to watch the fun. Hearing this, he stepped forward and touched the child's neck while the peasant woman was not paying attention. Then he shook his head: "It's all cold..."

Hearing this, the peasant woman said frantically: "He's not dead! My son's not dead yet! He's cold because of the wind blowing all the way! Aren't you doctors? My son can survive if you just save him!"

After saying that, the peasant woman knelt down directly in front of Song Tang, holding onto Song Tang's white coat tightly with her barbed hands: "Doctor, I only begged for such a child when I was 35 years old. If he dies, I will have nothing..." Please have mercy on us, mother and son, and save him..."

Song Tang leaned over and reached out to help the peasant woman as soon as she knelt down. Infected by the peasant woman's pity, her eyes were red, but she still said calmly: "There is no resurrection after death. I'm sorry, I can't save her."

The peasant woman was stunned, her eyes widened, she stared at Song Tang suspiciously and resentfully, and said bitterly: "Do you think you don't want to save us because we have no money? I know you saved the mayor's wife." ...Why can she save me but not me?"

(End of this chapter)