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

Chapter 7 Your face is as sharp as clay
Seeing that everything was done inside, Han Cong knocked on the door and reminded: "Master Si, Miss Song is here."

Zhou Silai was stunned for a moment, and Song Tang also remembered who this girl looked like.

She looks like Liu Mian.

The club manager hasn't left yet: "Master Si, there are still some girls in the store, why don't you take a look?"

This time, before Zhou Sihui could speak, Feng Lu spoke first: "Get out."

The management of the club couldn't help but resigned after leaving the house with cold sweat on his hands.

Zhou Sizhen glanced at Song Tang and threw away half of the bottle with an indifferent expression: "You continue."

The deafening music sounded again, and everyone started making noise again, as if nothing happened just now.

Han Cong then stepped aside and said, "Miss Song, please go in."

Song Tang nodded: "Thank you very much."

If Han Cong hadn't blocked her just now, she would have been injured.

"Come here." Zhou Siyi sat on the sofa and hooked Song Tang.

Song Tang was sitting not too far away from him, but Zhou Sizhao reached out and brought it to him: "What are you thinking about?"

Song Tang turned to look at Zhou Sitao seriously: "Do you feel guilty? To Liu Mian."

The club gave him what he wanted and gave him a woman who looked like Liu Mian to please him. If he didn't care too much, how could he get angry?
Zhou Si's hand pinched the back of Song Tang's neck and rubbed it: "What, are you jealous?"

Song Tang avoided his gaze: "I'm just curious, can someone like you have true feelings?"

How can someone have one person in their heart but another person sleeping in their body? Is this considered love?
Zhou Silai tilted his head and chuckled wildly in Song Tang's ear: "Can't you feel my true feelings?"

Song Tang remembered the dirty things with him again.

This was when Han Cong reached out and pulled out someone from the sofa. The person was holding the girl in his arms and playing with his mobile phone. Before he knew what happened, he was kicked in front of Zhou Sihui.

The man got up with a confused look on his face, glanced at Han Cong first, and then smiled apologetically at Zhou Si Tao: "Master Si..."

Before he could secretly pick up the phone, his hand was stepped on and crushed by Zhou Sihao's shiny leather shoes, and he immediately let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

Han Cong picked up the man's cell phone and handed it to Zhou Sitai. Zhou Sitai took a look at it and didn't know what he was laughing at, and then handed it to Song Tang.

After seeing it, Song Tang broke into a cold sweat.

A message was edited on the man's mobile phone: "Song Tang and Zhou Si Mao behaved intimately..."

The message hasn't been edited yet, so I'll probably give him half a minute before the message is sent.

Feng Lu came over swinging a switchblade: "You dare to do trouble under our noses, you are very courageous."

"I was wrong...I...ahhhh!"

Feng Lu pinched the opponent's chin, inserted the switchblade into it and slashed it. A piece of tongue fell out, and blood spurted out on Feng Lu's hand. The girls around him were so frightened that they held their heads and screamed.

Feng Lu casually pulled out a few tissues to wipe his hands and turned to look at Song Tang. The other women shouted, but she didn't respond.

But Song Tang opened his handbag and took out a rolled cloth bag. When he opened it, he saw a row of gleaming scalpels.

Song Tang took out a hemostat from the end and walked up to the man rolling on the ground: "Open your mouth."

The man was in so much pain that he could hear her words. Song Tang frowned and kicked the man in the stomach. When he opened his mouth to cry out in pain, he accurately clamped his severed tongue with a hemostat.

The blood flow immediately slowed down.

Feng Lu smacked his tongue and clapped slowly: "This is the first time I've seen a woman's handbag contain not cosmetics, but a row of scalpels."

Song Tang is a doctor and can't ignore death, but that's all she can do.

Han Cong dragged the half-dead man out, not knowing what to do with him.

Zhou Sitai stretched out his long arm, took Song Tang back into his arms, and carried her out: "Doctor Song is so kind. If he wants to report you, you are still willing to save him."

"It is a doctor's nature to treat illnesses and save people. Even if it is you, I will save it." Song Tang's tone was full of resentment.

If Han Cong hadn't caught the traitor just now, what awaited Song Tang would be a disaster.

If it weren't for Zhou Si's persecution, she wouldn't have to go through this at all.

Hearing Song Tang's words, Zhou Silai stopped, held Song Tang's shoulders and pulled her over, sneering: "So you treated me before just because of medical ethics?" "Otherwise?" Song Tang looked directly at him: "Who would feel compassion for someone who raped them?"

Zhou Situ's smile faded, and he stared at Song Tang dangerously with narrowed eyes. After a long stalemate, Zhou Situ suddenly laughed out loud: "Can a murderer switch to medicine to cover up the fact that she committed murder?"

"No matter how many people you save, you can't atone for the sins you have committed."

Song Tang's face turned pale.

Zhou Silai let go and pushed Song Tang away: "Get out."

Shen Yu stretched out his body from the box: "Brother, what are you doing outside? Everyone is waiting for you!"

Song Tang turned around and left. He even told her to get out of here, so why were she waiting?
Unexpectedly, Zhou Silu reached out and pulled her back again. The movement was so big that she almost lost her balance.

"Zhou Si'e!"

"Want to provoke me and get away?" Zhou Sizhen said, almost hitting her.

"You were the one who kept me busy that night, and you raped me. I wasn't even angry yet, but you were wronged first?"

"You!" Song Tang was so angry that he sneered: "If someone cuts you in the future, I suggest you take it with your face."

"Ok?"

"You are so cheeky."

"Tsk..." Zhou Silai put his arm around Song Tang's shoulders and brought her back to the box.

The box had been cleaned and there was no smell of blood.

Zhou Silai sat on the sofa and showed Song Tang his arm: "Doctor Song, do you think it's time for me to change my dressing?"

The gauze on Zhou Si's arm was still the same as it was three days ago.

Song Tang had a big head: "Zhou Siyi, do you have common sense? The dressing on infected wounds needs to be changed every day, but you don't change it for three days?"

Zhou Si'ai was at a loss: "I haven't gone to school, so I don't know."

Song Tang was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

It is true that Zhou Siyi never went to school.

The children of the Zhou family don't have to go to school. They usually have one-on-one education from teachers at home.

But at that time, Xu Wanli was in charge, and in the name of cultivating feelings, he arranged the same teacher for Zhou Sihui and Zhou Jiashu.

This teacher was extremely biased. Zhou Siyi could not learn anything, and his grades were much lower than those of Zhou Jiashu. He was scolded by the old man and Zhou Chaolin every time. He was a frequent visitor to the ancestral hall, and he often had to kneel for a whole day before he could leave.

Later, Zhou Si'ai simply stopped learning and went out to do whatever it took to make Zhou Chaolin angry to death.

Song Tang retracted his thoughts and asked someone to get the medical kit while untying the gauze.

Fortunately, Zhou Siyi protected it very well. The wound was not exposed to water and did not continue to be infected, and there were signs of healing.

After Song Tang changed the medicine, he wrapped it with gauze and finally tied it into a beautiful... tight knot.

Shen Yu had been frowning since he saw her wrapping the gauze. Now he couldn't help it anymore: "Doctor Song, are you really a doctor? You almost got yourself entangled just now."

Feng Lu didn't give any face, and directly clicked his tongue: "Look at this scrawled temperament, it really matches our fourth child!"

Song Tang blushed, but still explained: "I am the chief physician and I usually do not participate in nursing work."

Feng Lu: "Oh, I'm not familiar with it."

After saying that, he slapped Zhou Siyi with his hand and said, "I don't have any personal feelings for you."

Zhou Sitai moved his arms and replied: "She is a skilled surgeon and can give you beautiful cuts."

The group played until twelve o'clock. Although Song Tang was out of place, no one cared about her identity here, so she gradually adapted.

Zhou Sitai didn't go crazy with the group of people, so he just sat with Song Tang. He thought he would have to wait until the group of people went crazy before going back, but Song Tang's phone rang first.

It's a servant at home.

"Ms. Song, you finally answered the phone! Come back quickly. Madam is in your room now. I can't hide it anymore!"

(End of this chapter)