After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"Hypoglycemia can't be the reaction. Lingling is not in the right state when she comes back today... You, you give me his phone number, I'll talk to him!"

"No, this..."

stop fighting.

I'm fine.

Hang Yanling wanted to open her mouth to speak, but soon, a sharp pain in the cranial cavity made her fall into a coma again.

Indistinctly, I heard the woman's cries becoming more and more intense.

Messy footsteps, the sound of wheels, and the more intense smell of disinfectant.

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When I woke up for the second time, I didn't know what time it was.

The lighting in the room was a bit harsh.

The smell of the disinfectant water is much weaker, I don't know if I got used to it or what.

Hang Yanling's eyeballs rolled slowly.

"you're awake?"

A steady, man's voice came from next to his ear.

The voice is hoarse, but reassuring.

"Ah."

The vision was still blurred, Hang Yanling hummed in a daze.

"That's good... then... who are you?"

"I am... Yan Lingling..."

"..."

The man pauses.

In the blurred vision, a familiar hand handed over a red rope.

what……

That's the rope that the doctor gave me to hide my identity.

It's exposed.

Hang Yanling gave a wry smile, she opened her mouth, and then bit down heavily.

The bloody taste bloomed in the mouth, and the severe pain stimulated the return of consciousness and sobriety.

Bloodshot from the corner of Hang Yanling's mouth, she turned to look at the man beside the bed.

The sight gradually recovered, but the man in front of him was a little strange.

He could vaguely see a handsome face, but there were already many wrinkles on his face.

The neat and meticulously combed hair is black and white, and it can be seen that the man is already in his forties.

Under the gold-rimmed glasses, there is a pair of kind eyes.

"spit."

Hang Yanling spit out a mouthful of blood, no matter how kind she is, her first priority now is to escape.

Damn... my body is so weak for some reason, I can't move freely.

By the way, there is still a needle in the arm, which is really in the way...

Then, it is still possible to corrode them with Yin Lingqi.

Anyway, let's get to know the situation first.

Looking at the man, Hang Yanling said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I was caught by you, I am indeed a counterfeit...Huh?"

To Hang Yanling's surprise, he didn't feel any pain when he spoke just now.

Strange, I just bit my tongue.

The man looked at Hang Yanling and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"That's hard to say, if you really don't want to hurt me, how about letting me go?"

Hang Yanling blinked her eyes, she always refused to admit defeat.

"Ask the whereabouts of Yan Lingling, I will definitely... Huh? What is this?"

The man's eyes fell on Hang Yanling's arm. Under his surprised eyes, the transparent infusion tube suddenly became fragile, as if an invisible flame was burning, and the wall of the infusion tube suddenly became soft and weak .

Finally, it broke apart and was torn off by Hang Yanling.

"Stupid! Look at me!"

Hang Yanling took the opportunity to punch the man beside him with his fist. The man couldn't dodge in time and was punched in the face.

It's a pity that this limp fist has no strength.

Hang Yanling, who turned over and rolled off the bed, just landed on the ground, his knees softened, and he crawled down with a plop, his limbs were numb and he lost his strength.

The man rubbed his slapped nose, picked up the knocked-out glasses from the ground, wiped them, put them on his face and smiled helplessly: "Don't be so nervous, this is a hospital, I won't do anything to you. "

"The implication is that I will be tortured in another place?"

Hang Yanling refused to admit defeat, but his hands and feet were really useless.

Damn it, even if you arch your chin a little bit forward, you still have to run out!

"Who sent you here?"

"God knows."

"Recently, you have been pretending to be Lingling?"

"Ghost knows."

"You... are not from this world, are you?"

"..."

The man got up and walked to the hospital bed, stretched out his hands to pinch the soft infusion tube, and looked at the broken wall of the infusion tube.

"I didn't look carefully just now, can you use your method again? Just use it on me."

"Who are you sending it to?"

"Let me send it to you... eh?"

The man held the infusion tube for a moment, and looked down at Hang Yanling in front of him, suddenly a little astonished: "Who taught you to speak like this?"

"Grandma, I'm self-taught."

"You...really a girl?"

"Why do I have to take off my pants to show you? Old rascal."

Hang Yanling spat, the old man blushed when he said this, and quickly explained: "No, it's not... I'm a doctor, not to mention that I just gave you a whole set of checkups. Check it out, it's a normal thing."

"Beast, pervert, Ou Ziang!"

"Who is Ou Ziang... Okay, okay, you get up first."

The man helped Hang Yanling, who had managed to climb out ten centimeters, back to the hospital bed from the ground. Hang Yanling struggled and beat feebly, but was unable to break free.

Putting Hang Yanling back on the hospital bed, the man sat on the chair and looked up and down Hang Yanling.

"What's your name? I'll say my real name."

"My name is Shunliu."

"...a girl with this name?"

"Stupid you, who will give the real name of the person who wants to torture me?"

"Let's not talk about torture."

The man scratched his head helplessly, and he hummed: "Then at least tell me, in your original world, what is the name of the ability you just used?"

"Hmph, Yin Lingqi."

Hang Yanling looked at the man and raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you know him?"

"Well, I know."

"Hey, I didn't expect to meet an old friend in a foreign land. Your Excellency also traveled from there? Dare to ask about the teacher's inheritance?"

"No, my hometown is here—oh no, you just said that your name is Shunliu, isn't this a TV series on this side of the earth?"

"Wow, your reflex arc is so long..."

"You people from over there, how on earth do you know the word reflex arc..."

"Grandma, I am self-taught!"

"Okay, I've said it again."

Hang Yanling never thought that one day he would sing and talk neatly with a man in his 40s, so he couldn't help frowning.

To the man in front of her, she doesn't seem to have much hostility, more of a kind of...

Weak and unwilling to admit defeat?

The man bent his back, thought for a while, and asked slowly: "Since you are from there, do you know...Fang Tianzong?"

"do not know."

"Where is Rakshahai?"

"do not know."

"Huh? Could it be that you, a girl, are still a member of the evil sect... If you have a ghostly aura, it's something like the Eighteen Caves of the Ghost King?"

"Laughing to death, never heard of it."

"You speak more like a human from Earth than I do..."

The middle-aged man scratched his hair helplessly again: "But I think it's true...that world...except for corpses and ashes, there is nothing left...but the size of your feet is so similar to that footprint..."

After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged man still said; "Little girl, maybe you are desperate to pretend to be Yan Lingling, just tell me where Yan Lingling is now, and who made you pretend like this, and I can help you in this world." Arrange a place to live... You see, you like this world quite a bit, don't you? The little words are easy to say."

"Whoever is desperate, I'm doing voluntary labor, okay?"

"Volunteer labor is also the word of the earth..."

"And you came up to ask me to report your name, which one Ning hasn't told me yet?"

The middle-aged man nodded when he heard the words, and he cleared his throat: "My name is Qi Zijin, and I'm the Yan Lingling you pretended to be... her adoptive father. In your world, you can call me Qi Zijin. I am 'Zijin Zhenren'."

……

……

Hang Yanling was stunned, and fixedly looked at the man in front of him.

Shocked, she opened her mouth and took a breath in surprise...

hiss……

……

……

"Damn!!! Use your own name to call yourself a real person, you are so shameless!"

The man was surprised for a long time when he saw Hang Yanling, and suddenly said such a sentence, his glasses almost slipped down the bridge of his nose.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Cough what?"

"Well... you, just... you didn't react when you heard my name?"

"Didn't it give you a reaction? 'You have a big face'"

"I... well, forget it."

The man smiled softly: "Okay, I've signed up, now it's your turn, little girl, what's your name?"