Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 809 I Hope My Identity Is Your Man!

It is true that Anya can't afford to waste the meat of a hob like Zheng Mingqiang, but she doesn't intend to waste it either.

Arriving at the Military General Hospital, Hong Xingzheng and Chen Junjie were massaging Ling Yanshan and turned over. Seeing her coming, he greeted her:

"Xiao'an, Aunt Yan stayed in the ward last night and went back to the hotel to rest this morning. She said that if you need anything, you can go to the hotel to find her.

The doctor checked the room just now and said that Lao Ling's condition is still very stable today, let us continue to observe. "

Anya nodded, and went forward to help wipe Ling Yanshan's face, and carefully cleaned the mouth and teeth with a cotton swab dipped in clean water. After the care was almost done, she said to Hong Xing:
"Brother Hong, come out, I have something to ask you for help."

Hong Xing was stunned for a moment, seeing that Chen Junjie and Song Qiumei could finish the rest, he quickly followed Anya out: "Xiao An, what's the matter?"

"Are the people brought by Uncle Hong in the capital or have they gone back? If so, I would like you to tell Uncle Hong that I want to borrow them for a few days."

"Those people brought by my father?" Hong Xing looked at Anya suspiciously, "They are still in the capital and have not returned.

But what do you borrow them for?They... Well, they look so vicious, what can they do for you, I can help you if there is anything you need. "

"You're in the army, you can't do it." Anya told Zheng Mingqiang's matter in a few words, and then said her plan, and finally confessed something specially,
"...Although Uncle Hong is rich, I can't ask someone for help just by talking. 500 yuan per person per day is a little bit of my heart. I don't know if this amount is appropriate?"

"You don't need to pay, I will pay this money!" Hong Xing got angry when he heard Zheng Mingqiang's trouble,
"Damn it, don't think that Lao Ling, who is injured now, can ride on your head to shit and piss, these bastards!
Xiaoan, this matter is on my shoulders, I won't be named Hong until I settle it for you!I don't think there is any grandson who dares to come and trouble you again! "

As soon as Hong Xing finished speaking, Chen Junjie came out of the ward: "Comrade Anya, what happened? Someone is bothering you, right? Where is the other person?"

"Xiao Chen, your temper really suits my appetite." Hong Xing patted Chen Junjie's chest and grabbed his shoulder, "Come on, I'll discuss this with you carefully..."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder and walked to the other end of the corridor to talk, and Song Qiumei followed suit, leaving space for Anya.

Anya shook her head and smiled, walked into the ward and sat down in front of Ling Yanshan's bed, stared at it for a moment, stretched out her fingers and gently pressed his brow:

"Brother Shan, I didn't have time to come over yesterday, are you angry? Don't frown, frowning is easy to get wrinkles.

Don't be angry, I didn't do it on purpose yesterday, someone touched me and tried to blackmail me..."

Anya's fingers gently stroked along Ling Yanshan's browbones, and slid across his face that became three-dimensional due to thinness, and suddenly leaned over to kiss him on the lips,
"But don't worry, I'm not a vegetarian, just now I asked Hong Xing to borrow the four men his father brought.

You didn't see that the four subordinates brought by his father looked extremely vicious, and a person like Zheng Mingqiang was a piece of cake in their hands, so you should rest assured now..."

Seeing Ling Yanshan's brows gradually relax, Anya lightly poked his face, "I think Brother Dai is right, wicked people need to be tortured by wicked people, and using some unconventional methods will be effective.

I'm not afraid of Zheng Mingqiang, but I'm just annoyed that he's still pestering me at this moment, like a blowfly, buzzing so annoyingly..."

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Ling Yunfei rushed in, seeing that only Anya was inside, he felt a little relieved:
"Xiaoya, why are you here alone? Where's Aunt Yan? How is my brother doing today?"

Anya frowned slightly, moved her hand back, and for Ling Yunfei's concern, she still answered:

"Aunt Yan stayed on guard last night, and went back to the hotel to rest early this morning; Brother Shan is in a stable condition today."

It seems that Yan Zhen didn't meet Anya, so the possibility of talking about Song Sihui and Song Xuan is very small.

Ling Yunfei's heart suddenly relaxed a lot, and he walked over.

If he had known that Zheng Mingqiang was such a waste, and such a good opportunity, but he couldn't even hold him back, he would have thought of another trick...

Standing at the corner of the bed and stopping, Ling Yunfei glanced at Ling Yanshan, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed, not much different from a dead person except for breathing, and looked sideways at Anya:

"Xiaoya, are you really going to waste your youth and life on him like this?"

"Don't use such an understatement as 'he' to refer to Brother Shan, Brother Shan is your brother."

Anya glanced at Ling Yunfei in disgust, "Besides, I don't like others to point fingers at me when I make decisions."

"The doctor said that he probably won't be able to wake up. Even if he wakes up, his brain will be severely damaged, and he will be completely disabled..."

Anya gently held Ling Yanshan's hand resting on the edge of the bed, looking at the face imprinted in her heart, a trace of tenderness overflowed unconsciously in her eyes: "So what?"

"So what?! Do you know what this means? It means that all the wind and rain in the future can only be borne by you alone!

No one to warm you up when you are cold, no shoulder to lean on when you are tired, no one to hug you and comfort you when you are lonely or wronged! "

Ling Yunfei suddenly took a step closer, knelt down in front of Anya on one knee, stretched out his hand to cover the hand that was holding Ling Yanshan's palm, and suddenly tightened his grip to grab her hand,

"Xiaoya, you are so beautiful and kind, you shouldn't be dragged down by a vegetable and have no life of your own—"

Anya subconsciously grasped Ling Yanshan's hand, and the other hand wanted to pull Ling Yunfei away: "Ling Yunfei, what kind of life I want to live is none of your business!"

"Why is it none of my business?" Ling Yunfei firmly held Anya's wrist with his other hand, "I hugged you, kissed you, I—"

Anya was furious immediately: "As I said, the incident in Yangcheng will be treated as if nothing happened! You clearly knew that it was because the situation was urgent at that time, and to save you and me..."

"You're just pretending to be my woman." Ling Yunfei smiled lowly, "Xiaoya, I've lived so far, and the happiest day is that day."

What do you mean the happiest day is that day? !Anya was going crazy: "Ling Yunfei, are you worthy of your identity for being so shameless?"

"My identity? What is my identity?" Ling Yunfei's hand holding Anya's wrist suddenly exerted strength, trying to pull her into his arms, "I hope my identity is your man!"

(End of this chapter)