Considering what the old man said before, Song Yun should have just arrived at the military hospital. What was she doing here? Was she looking for Jianye?
Song Zhenzhen's face changed several times and she began to panic.
Although she married Lu Jianye as she wished, she knew better than anyone that Lu Jianye disliked her, even hated her, and would rather sleep on the floor in the dormitory than go back to the family compound. The only time they were together was when she drugged Lu Jianye, and when he was unconscious, he mistook her for Song Yun.
She will never forget the humiliation of that day. Lu Jianye kept calling Song Yun's name. All his enthusiasm and impulse that day were because of Song Yun.
After waking up, she saw that the person on the bed was her, and the look of surprise followed by disgust was still engraved in her mind.
Just as Song Zhenzhen was stunned, Song Yun had finished the acupuncture, and the wound on Zhao Lanhua's forehead had indeed stopped bleeding.
The doctors and nurses in the emergency room were all amazed and couldn't believe it.
The old man was thinking about it with endless aftertaste. He had learned something and he had to remember it quickly.
Song Yun was only responsible for stopping the bleeding and she didn't care about the other external injuries. After she was done, she said goodbye to the old man and the doctors and nurses in the emergency room, and left with a sigh.
From beginning to end, she didn't even look at Song Zhenzhen.
Seeing Song Yun walking out of the emergency room, Song Zhenzhen suddenly stood up and chased after her.
The emergency department and the inpatient department are two buildings in front and back. After Song Yun walked out of the emergency department, she turned onto the sidewalk leading to the inpatient department. It was not far, only about ten meters away.
Halfway through the journey, Song Zhenzhen's voice came from behind, "Song Yun, stop."
Song Yun didn't bother to pay attention to her and continued walking.
Song Zhenzhen quickened her pace and rushed to Song Yun to stop her.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?" Song Zhenzhen said angrily.
Song Yun crossed her arms and looked down at the furious Song Zhenzhen. She just found it funny, "I only heard a dog poop, I didn't think it could be a person."
"you--"
Song Zhenzhen was so angry that her face turned pale. She gritted her teeth and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Song Yun shrugged. "What does it have to do with you? Why should I bother with you?"
Song Zhenzhen stared at Song Yun's face. Even though it was dark at night, she could still see Song Yun's beautiful face clearly. She really wanted to tear it apart.
"Don't think I don't know what you're up to." Song Zhenzhen suddenly laughed. "You might not know this, but Jianye and I are already married. He's my husband now, and we're a military marriage. If you dare do anything shameless and try to ruin a military marriage, that's a crime, and I won't let you go."
"Tsk! Only you would treasure such a heartless person. You two are simply a match made in heaven. Promise me that you will never break up. Stay locked together for the rest of your lives and don't bring harm to others."
Song Zhenzhen didn't believe Song Yun's words. She gritted her teeth and said, "Stop pretending to be nice to me. Whether you admit it or not, you'd better put your mind to it, otherwise I will never let you go." She took another step forward, raised her head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't forget your identity. One letter of denunciation and you're done."
Song Yun looked at Song Zhenzhen with a forced smile, "What is my identity?"
Song Zhenzhen snorted coldly, "Have you forgotten your identity as a capitalist's daughter so quickly? Didn't you insist on looking for Song Ziyi before? What? Didn't you find him? Or did you not look for him at all?" She didn't believe that Song Yun would really take over Song Ziyi, that burden. Not only was he a burden, but he was also a bomb that could explode at any time.
Song Yun's gaze grew colder as she looked at Song Zhenzhen. "You said I was the daughter of a capitalist? Then what are you? Who on earth has lived a comfortable life in that family for eighteen years? And who is living day and night with the capitalist you're talking about? I've never even met the face of this capitalist you're talking about, nor have I ever been treated like a capitalist's daughter for a single day. So who will be the unlucky one in the end if the letter of denunciation is sent out?"
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