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Chapter 90 Husband and wife quarrel
As Ye Shoulin said, Xue Futai woke up quickly, but with memory loss, the situation was not optimistic.

After he finished the transfusion, he was taken home.

Originally, Song Yitang wanted to shift her focus to Zhang Ting, but based on the current situation, she could only put it aside for a while. However, she believed that during this period of time, Zhang Ting had a bad conscience and could not sleep at night.

After returning home, Song Yitang hid in space again, observing medicinal materials and reading other medical books, trying to find a way to relieve the pain.
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When Zhang Ting returned home, she sat on the stool as if on pins and needles. She couldn't help but tremble all over her body. She didn't know whether it was caused by cold or fear.

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, startling her and looking at the door in fear.

Zhao Hongjun was freezing outside, but fortunately he was in a good mood today and had more patience.

But after knocking for more than a dozen times, there was no sound at all in the room. He began to become increasingly irritable. When he was about to leave, the door slowly opened.

Zhang Ting opened the door a small crack and saw that it was Zhao Hongjun, and her heart was relieved.

Zhang Ting asked: "You came back so early, didn't you say you would be late?"

"I'll be back when I'm done with it. Go and cook." Zhao Hongjun was immersed in the joy of Bai Qiaoqiao's pregnancy.

Zhang Ting also wanted to distract her and agreed repeatedly, but as she said that, she walked towards the door.

"What are you doing when I ask you to cook?"

Zhang Ting reacted and nodded again, "Yes, cook, I want to cook."

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Zhao Hongjun sensed that something was wrong. Zhang Ting was such a shrewd person and rarely made mistakes. Something was obviously wrong today.

Zhang Ting was also hesitating whether to explain clearly to Zhao Hongjun, but she was afraid that he would be angry.

The relationship with Zhao Hongjun has finally improved. If you say this, you will really go back to before liberation overnight.

Zhang Ting bit her lip, feeling very conflicted, and decided not to say anything.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Hongjun was even more sure that something was wrong. Thinking of Bai Qiaoqiao's miscarriage last time, he immediately became alert.

Could it be that she was following him and knew about Qiaoqiao's pregnancy?

It shouldn't be. It's only been found out a few hours ago that Zhang Ting has been at home.

Zhao Hongjun looked at Zhang Ting and found that her coat was quite wet and her hands were red from the cold, but there was nothing else abnormal about her.

The water is cold now, probably frozen.

Zhao Hongjun didn't think about that.

Zhang Ting was absent-minded while cooking. Her mind was filled with the scene of the confrontation with Song Yitang in the afternoon. When she was distracted, the food in the pot was all burnt.

The smell of paste floated to the bedroom, and Zhao Hongjun came out with a frown on his face, "Are you dead?"

Zhang Ting came back to her senses, hurriedly turned off the fire, and looked at the food in the pot at a loss.

"How about we go to a restaurant to eat today? I really don't have the energy to cook and I feel so weak."

Seeing her like this, Zhao Hongjun could only nod in agreement.

Zhang Ting does not look energetic today.

The two had just gone out, and the neighbor next door happened to go out to pour water and bumped into the couple.

The neighbor was kind and concerned and asked Zhang Ting: "Come out, sister Zhang, are the two police officers looking for you today?"

When Zhang Ting heard this, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She felt surrounded by despair. She was speechless and could not speak.

She knew very well that with Zhao Hongjun's suspicious nature, it seemed that there was no chance of running away today.

Zhao Hongjun turned to her and asked: "Public security? What kind of police?"

Zhang Ting smiled bitterly and shook her head, "It's nothing, I just asked me about a little something. Am I okay now?"

Seeing Zhao Hongjun's reaction, the neighbor knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly slipped in after pouring the water.

"I was just telling you why you were so absentminded as soon as you got home. It turned out that you were hiding something from me. Go home!"

Based on Zhang Ting's reaction, Zhao Hongjun knew that this was by no means a trivial matter.Zhang Ting took Zhao Hongjun's hand and begged: "Let's go have a meal first, and I'll talk to you after the meal, okay?"

Mainly because at this moment, Zhang Ting was also very upset.

Zhao Hongjun was not embarrassed and nodded.

In the hotel, Zhang Ting wanted to delay the meal and kept eating slowly, which made Zhao Hongjun very dissatisfied.

"You'd better tell the truth."

Zhang Ting looked down at the food in the bowl and nodded, "Okay."

"Xiao Zhao, I asked you why you didn't come today. It turns out you came with your wife."

Zhao Hongjun's colleague Zhang Qiming saw them coming over to say hello, "My sister-in-law is here too."

"Not here today?" Zhang Ting noticed something was wrong from his words. She looked at Zhao Hongjun in confusion, "Didn't you say you had something to do today?"

This time it was Zhao Hongjun's turn to be speechless, and he made an excuse at random.

"I went in. Maybe I left early and didn't meet you."

Zhang Qiming saw the subtle atmosphere between the couple, and there was a slight gap between him and Zhao Hongjun, so he took the opportunity.

He pretended to scratch his head and pretended to be confused, "I went in after breakfast, and we didn't meet each other. It's a pity, otherwise we would have had a meal."

"In that case, I'll leave first. I still have my wife and children waiting at home."

Zhang Qiming saw the opportunity and slipped away with his feet greased.

Only Zhao Hongjun was left, whose eyes were about to burst into flames.

He knew that this little weasel had no good intentions when giving New Year greetings to the rooster!Normally I don't even say hello when I see him, but now I came to check his presence.

Zhang Ting asked Zhao Hongjun: "Where have you been today?"

"Where can I... go? I just went to work. Not long after I entered, Mr. Gu yelled at me to leave. That's why I didn't see me. What are you suspicious of?"

"Really?"

"Whether I can lie to you or not, you'd better tell me clearly."

Zhang Ting nodded and stopped talking. She thought to herself that this couple was both prosperous and devastated. She had good intentions, and this incident originally happened because of the Gu family.

If it hadn't been for the Gu family, she wouldn't have killed anyone. Yes, it was the Gu family's problem.

When she got home in the evening, Zhang Ting explained clearly before Zhao Hongjun asked.

In and out of her words, she said that she was doing good for the Gu family and him.

Zhao Hongjun looked serious and pondered for a long time without saying a word.

"Reporting this matter to the Gu family is not something you can handle."

Zhang Ting was relieved and saw that Zhao Hongjun was not as angry as she imagined.

She knew that they were one and it was impossible for Zhao Hongjun to die without saving him, but she didn't expect that the next words would make her furious.

"When this matter is resolved, we will get a divorce. If you cause such a thing, it will be easy for someone to catch you in the future."

Zhang Ting's voice suddenly became louder.

"What? Zhao Hongjun, say it again?"

Zhao Hongjun did have selfish motives when he said this. Bai Qiaoqiao also gave an ultimatum when he returned home. Zhang Ting must be let go. He didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.

He repeated it again and calmly reasoned with Zhang Ting.

"Why do they want to kick someone away if they want someone from the Gu family? In the worst case, they will all die together!"

This completely touched Zhao Hongjun's bottom line, and he slapped him with a big wave of his hand.

(End of this chapter)