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

Chapter 52 That's all it takes
Song Tang subconsciously covered the pimples on his face with his hands and said humbly: "I don't know what happened. It may disappear in a few days."

Surprise flashed across Xu Wanli's eyes. Could it be that the Chinese medicine she had been giving Song Tang had taken effect?
Xu Wanli kept a calm expression on her face, put down her tea cup and said, "I told you to quit your job in the hospital. The acne on your face may be from some disease in the hospital, but don't infect it to Jiashu again."

Zhou Jiashu lowered his eyes and deliberately avoided Song Tang's gaze.

Song Tang said: "I'm going upstairs first."

Xu Wanli called her from behind: "Treat the acne on your face quickly. We will have guests at home in a few days. Don't embarrass us."

Xu Wanli sneered in her heart, it would be better if she got sick urgently and sought medical treatment. The more she was treated, the worse she would get and she would be too embarrassed to go out!

After Song Tang returned to her room, she first called Mr. Xu, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and explained her pulse and symptoms to him. Mr. Xu quickly helped her draw up a prescription.

Song Tang looked at the paper in front of him, raised his lips and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu and I have similar ideas, except that I added an extra dose of Bupleurum."

Mr. Xu: "Are you angry?"

Song Tang sighed and said, "Yes, we must soothe the liver and regulate qi."

Recently, she has been plagued by a lot of worries. Mr. Chen is not cooperating with the treatment, and Zhou Sizhen is giving surprises from time to time. This time Liu Bowen puts her in trouble again. No matter how good her psychological quality is, she can't help but get angry.

Mr. Xu commented: "You are quite talented in studying Chinese medicine. With time, you will definitely achieve something."

Song Tang smiled and said: "Mr.'s medical writing is still good and easy to understand."

After talking to Mr. Xu, Song Tang sent the prescription to a pharmacy that specializes in brewing traditional Chinese medicine. This way, it can save a lot of trouble by brewing it directly.

Song Tang looked in the mirror and looked at the several large acne on his face. It would take a month at the earliest to eliminate the hormones. The acne might not go away in a while.

"Liu Bowen..." Song Tang's eyes dimmed as he recalled the scene where he was almost defiled by several men.

Song Tang took out his cell phone and fiddled with it for a few times, and then made a call: "Please help me do something."

After hanging up the phone, Song Tang waited for more than an hour before receiving a reply.

The young male voice on the other side of the phone said: "Watch the news."

Song Tang opened Weibo and saw a hot search: According to netizens, a senior official named Liu was suspected of being arrested and under investigation by the Commission for Discipline Inspection. No details have been disclosed yet.

Song Tang looked at the phone and said, "Come to the hospital to see me tomorrow."

The male voice opposite said: "Yeah, okay."

The next day, before going to work, Song Tang went to the Chinese medicine pharmacy to pick up her own packaged Chinese medicines. She put the medicines in the refrigerator in her office and could drink them at any time.

During her break at noon, she threw the medicine into the kettle to heat it up. There was a knock on the door, and a young boy said with a playful smile: "Doctor Song, see a doctor!"

After saying that, the boy walked in by himself. When he saw Song Tang pouring the dark brown concoction into the cup, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you sick?"

Song Tang took off the mask he had worn for a day: "I have some acne."

The boy laughed out loud: "You are not sick, you are lacking a man."

Song Tang rolled her eyes at him, took another sip of water to suppress the medicinal smell, then leaned over and pulled out two oversized suitcases from under his desk: "Take these out."

"What is it?" The boy opened the zipper of his suitcase and saw that there were piles of pink banknotes inside.

"Fuck!"

The boy immediately zipped up his zipper, then turned to look around and saw no one around before he dared to ask Song Tang in a low voice: "Are these two boxes of money?"

Song Tang nodded: "Well, you can use the money to help me buy an apartment in the city center in your name."

"No..." The boy was still a little unbelievable: "Where did you get so much money? It's all in cash. This is too high-profile..." Song Tang said: "I have my own way of making money, but I can't use my account to make large transfers. It’s easy to be targeted by the Internet police, which is troublesome.”

"...Isn't this money unclean?"

"Clean." Song Tang sold two pieces of software in exchange for the money. The money was indeed clean, but the software he developed was a bit unethical.

Song Tang thought: "When I buy a house, it's time to move back the roses my dad planted."

When he mentioned Song Tingxiao, the boy suddenly remembered something and looked at Song Tang cautiously: "I have bad news."

Before the boy could speak, Song Tang raised his eyebrows and said, "Has Liu Bowen been released?"

"How do you know!" Before the boy came, he squatted at the door of the agency hall until Liu Bowen came out. The news hadn't even spread to the Internet.

Song Tang had a look on his face that he had known for a long time: "For Liu Bowen to be in the position he is today, how can we underestimate the connections above him? It is simply wishful thinking to overthrow him with a report."

The boy was puzzled: "Then you still reported him anonymously?"

Song Tang said: "It's just a false shot."

After speaking, Song Tang said: "You should go buy a house quickly, and don't let anyone see you coming to see me."

"Okay." The boy struggled to pull two suitcases and left Song Tang's office. When he reached the corridor, he passed by a man.

The boy felt that the other person looked familiar, and was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the back of the middle-aged man: "Liu Bowen?"

Liu Bowen disappeared into Song Tang's office.

"Doctor Song," Liu Bowen stood proudly in Song Tang's office, looking at the furnishings here arrogantly, and then turned his eyes to Song Tang's face: "How is your body recovering? If there is still any discomfort, I can still do it. Find someone to help you.”

Song Tang bit her lips, her eyes were red, and she pinched the table with her fingers so hard that her finger bones turned white.

Liu Bowen saw her hatred, but so what, there was no surveillance equipment in the hotel that day, and no evidence was left. Song Tang could not prove the persecution he had done to her.

Liu Bowen snorted: "You were the one who reported me last night, right? It's a pity, that's all."

Song Tang sneered: "Are you here just to show off your power to me?"

"I'm not that free. I just want to remind you to be honest, otherwise you may not be lucky next time." Liu Bowen pointed his middle finger downward, which was full of insult.

Song Tang's face was as white as paper.

After Liu Bowen warned him, he finally left with satisfaction. Before leaving, he deliberately swept down the water glass Song Tang put on the table.

The water glass suddenly shattered on the floor.

Song Tang didn't say a word. After the people left, he took a broom and swept away the debris as if nothing happened.

The boy ran in anxiously and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine: "He didn't do anything to you, right?"

Song Tang raised his eyes, and there was no trace of the anger on his face: "Don't worry, this is a hospital, he doesn't dare to touch me blatantly."

Song Tang's eyes were cold, she would take care of Liu Bowen, but not yet.

Here Liu Bowen walked out of the hospital, looked at the people coming and going, and twitched the corners of his lips proudly.

He walked down the steps, opened his car door and just got in, when a black cloth bag swung over his head!

His eyes darkened, and he struggled and tore: "Who are you!"

(End of this chapter)