Chapter 335: His wife is too beautiful, he has too many rivals in love, and Han Zhan is filled with endless jealousy.



Song Ci said, "I want to apologize to you on his behalf. It's your fault for always threatening him before. He finally found the opportunity to take revenge today. It would be strange if he could hold back."

"Han Zhan is almost exhausted right now. Song Fei, considering he's still injured, can you give me the antidote?"

With so many great Chinese medicine experts in the Mo family, Song Ci could have found any doctor who could have cured Han Zhan. But she didn't go find a doctor, but instead came to Song Fei to ask for the antidote, mainly because she wanted to save Song Fei's face and make her calm down.

Song Fei also understood what Song Ci meant, but she was unwilling to bypass Han Zhan easily.

She still feels the smell of Houttuynia cordata in her throat, which is quite uncomfortable.

Song Fei's eyes rolled, and she had a bad idea. "You can ask for the antidote, but you have to stand in front of me in the corridor and loudly say three times that Han Zhan is a bitch, and I will give you the antidote."

Song Ci frowned when she heard this rude request, "Don't go too far."

Song Fei: "Then there is no antidote"

Song Ci could only step back and say, "I'll go ask!"

Song Ci hurried back to the room and told Han Zhan about Song Fei's rude request with a helpless look on her face. "Han Zhan, Song Fei refused to give me the antidote, saying..."

Han Zhan: "What does she want you to do?"

Song Ci stammered, "She wanted me to stand in the corridor and say it loudly three times... three times..." Staring at Han Zhan's weak gaze, Song Ci said weakly, "Han Zhan is a bitch."

Han Zhan almost fainted, but he couldn't.

Han Zhan's stomach started to feel uncomfortable again, and he ran to the toilet weakly. After squatting for a few minutes, when he came out, Han Zhan looked even weaker.

"Song Ci, just promise her." Han Zhan accepted his fate and never dared to bully Song Fei again.

Song Dynasty Porcelain: "..."

After a while, Song Ci's voice was heard in the corridor.

"Han Zhan is a bitch."

"Han Zhan is a bitch."

"Han Zhan is a bitch..."

Han Zhan squatted in the toilet, listening expressionlessly, and took a deep note of Song Fei in his heart.

Han Zhan drank the antidote and his stomach felt better.

Song Ci made some salt water for Han Zhan and fed it to him, then borrowed a pot from Zhou Wu and cooked a pot of porridge.

Song Ci was cooking downstairs, and Zhou Wu stood at the kitchen door and asked her, "Did you just call your husband a bitch upstairs?"

Song Ci naturally wanted to protect Han Zhan's face. She shook her head and said, "No, no, Uncle Zhou, you heard it wrong."

"How could it be..." Zhou Wu walked over to Song Ci, staring at the porridge bubbling in the pot, and asked Song Ci: "Did you have a fight?"

Song Ci had no choice but to tell Zhou Wu what happened at the dinner table. Zhou Wu immediately rubbed his hands and said, "Do you still have Song Fei's virus medicine? If you do, give me some. I'll keep it. If anyone dares to offend me later, I'll give him the medicine!"

Song Ci pushed Friday out of the kitchen and said, "No, no! Don't even think about it!"

Han Zhan's voice suddenly interrupted, "What are you doing?" Han Zhan's eyes were like ice cones, piercing Zhou Wu's body and making him feel pain all over.

Song Ci looked up in surprise and saw Han Zhan standing on the last step, leaning against the railing, staring at her and Zhou Wu.

Song Ci said, "What are you doing down here? If you're not feeling well, just lie down for a while!"

Han Zhan walked over slowly and saw that Song Ci's hands were still on Zhou Wu's shoulders, continuing to push him.

He took Song Ci's hand away and taught her gently, "Your hand is stained with food scraps. It's impolite to push others like this."

Han Zhan held Song Ci's hand and said to Zhou Wu, "Song Ci is ignorant and has delayed your rest time. Uncle, go to bed quickly."

Zhou Wu, who wasn't very old, felt a pang of regret when he heard this. He whispered, "I'm only 52, I'm still young."

Han Zhan didn't say anything, but just looked at Zhou Wu with a gentle expression.

Zhou Wu was a country doctor, so how could he have seen someone with such a strong aura as Han Zhan? He glanced at Song Ci with a playful look and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go to bed now. Song girl, remember to clean the pot for me when the porridge is cooked."

"Okay, Uncle Zhou."

Seeing that Zhou Wu went upstairs to sleep, Han Zhan took Song Ci into the kitchen and put her hands under the faucet to wash them.

Song Ci looked at Han Zhan's profile with amusement and said, "My grandson is about to be born. If you are jealous, you should choose someone carefully."

Han Zhan: "You are so beautiful. From the old man in his sixties to the young Long Gaogao in his teens, there are many people who miss you."

His wife is so beautiful, and he has so many rivals in love that he has to be on guard all the time. "If I don't keep an eye on you, what if you run away?"

Thinking of the harsh words Song Ci said before the mission, Han Zhan said sourly: "Young wolf dogs have their own advantages, and old wolf dogs have their own charms. If I am not careful, you will run into the arms of other wolves, and I will really become a lone wolf."

The lone wolf of the northwest is about to become a single lone wolf.

Song Ci was amused by Han Zhan, "Why are you so stuffy?"

Han Zhan asked her, "So you like Ming Sao?"

Song Ci stopped talking about this topic, not wanting to continue talking about such boring things with Song Ci. "I came down just to see what you were doing."

Han Zhan hugged Song Ci's waist from behind and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. I always miss you when you're not in my sight."

"Where did you learn such cheesy love words?" Song Ci felt embarrassed.

Han Zhan chuckled, "There's no need to learn, everything I said is true." The love words were a bit corny, but the feeling of missing Song Ci was real.

While Song Ci was cooking porridge, she also made some appetizers for Han Zhan. These were the ingredients she had asked the kitchen for on Friday morning.

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