After Du Jianhuai said this, everyone realized it was a misunderstanding.
He deliberately spread false information, deliberately making people think that Song Zhanjin was dead. He even did not hide his disgust for Song Zhanjin at all.
Of course, he did not hide his love for Lin Wanjun.
"how's it going?"
As soon as the rope was untied, Du Jianhuai quickly walked to Lin Wanjun and raised his hand to touch her forehead.
It was so hot that even the breath I exhaled was scalding hot.
"Come on, I'll take you back!"
Du Jianhuai didn't care and reached out to hug Lin Wanjun.
"Don't touch her!"
Song Zhanjin's expression changed slightly. He stepped forward, grabbed Du Jianhuai's arm, and warned him sternly.
Du Jianhuai sneered as if he had heard a joke.
"Who the hell are you? You worthless wimp. Just take care of yourself and that douchebag bitch!"
Du Jianhuai's mouth was very poisonous, as if it was filled with deadly poison. Just licking his lips could poison himself.
"Our commune can help you get a divorce certificate. Divorce Lin Wanjun tomorrow and don't delay her search for her next love."
These words made Song Zhanjin furious.
"Next spring? You mean yourself? Do you think Lin Wanjun is blind?"
"Isn't she blind?"
Du Jianhuai sneered and asked, "If she wasn't blind, why would she marry a useless piece of shit like you?"
"Of course, you're even more blind, giving up a treasure for a piece of junk. Tsk, didn't your mother throw away her child to raise the placenta, and then breed a bastard like you?"
Du Jianwu, who was standing by, stepped forward and kicked his younger brother.
"What are you talking about? Shut up!"
As he said this, he apologized to Song Mingcheng again.
"Comrade, my brother has always been outspoken. Please don't take it personally."
Song Mingcheng waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
He looked at his son who had "come back from the dead", and then thought that it was Lin Wanjun who risked her life to save him. In comparison, it was true that Du Jianhuai was right in scolding him.
Any man with a brain would know who to choose between Dong Yingying and Lin Wanjun.
Thinking of this, Song Mingcheng sighed.
Lin Wanjun, who was standing by, had a splitting headache and really didn't have the energy to stop the fight.
And then again, Du Jianhuai is indeed more sharp-tongued and good at cursing than her, well, it's very satisfying.
"Uncle Qin!"
Lin Wanjun was on the verge of collapse. She leaned on Qin Sijun's shoulders and her vision went dark.
"Maybe I need you to help me up. I... can't hold on any longer!"
After saying that, she closed her eyes and fell straight back.
Qin Sijun quickly supported Lin Wanjun with a nervous expression.
Song Zhanjin and Du Jianhuai ran over at the same time to help, but were shouted away by Qin Sijun.
"Get lost! Don't touch her! She's my goddaughter, I'll carry her back myself!"
As he spoke, Qin Sijun carried Lin Wanjun on his back and walked towards the cadre school, stepping on the thick snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The ropes on Dong Yingying have been loosened.
She looked sadly at Song Zhanjin who had "come back from the dead", with joy and excitement in her eyes.
"I knew it, I knew you wouldn't die!"
Song Zhanjin could clearly hear a voice in his ear giving him orders.
"Hold her! Comfort her! She just said the wrong thing because she loves you so much! This is all Lin Wan-jun's fault!"
His hands and feet were out of Song Zhanjin's control, and he wanted to obey his orders and hug Dong Yingying.
However, a stubborn consciousness emerged deep in Song Zhanjin's brain, strongly resisting the order.
What did Lin Wanjun do wrong?
The person who risked her life to save him was Lin Wanjun, so why was the person he wanted to hug and comfort was Dong Yingying?
It was even ridiculous and unreasonable to blame the mistake on Lin Wanjun.
Song Zhanjin controlled his body tightly. Even if Dong Yingying pounced on him, he gritted his teeth and pushed her away.
The voice in my ear seemed angry and embarrassed.
"You dare to resist? You're just a character in my writing. Your life and death are in my hands! This is my last warning. Admit your mistake immediately, or you will bear the consequences!"
Song Zhanjin remained motionless.
The next moment, he felt a piercing pain in his body.
The wound that had been treated by Lin Wanjun suddenly split open without warning, and blood gushed out. The pain was so severe that he could hardly stand and fell heavily to his knees on the ground.
"No!"
Before he passed out, Song Zhanjin gritted his teeth and uttered "No," spurting out a mouthful of blood that dyed the snow on the ground red...
Lin Wanjun woke up in bed in the cadre school clinic.
She struggled to sit up and saw a familiar figure in a white coat standing alone in front of the stove with his back to her, warming himself by the fire.
It’s Shi Kai!
Hearing the creaking sound of the iron bed, Shi Kai turned around and looked at Lin Wanjun quietly.
At a certain moment, Lin Wanjun thought that Shi Kai had recovered his memory and was back to normal.
"Doctor Shi?"
She tried to speak, but saw that Shi Kai had changed his calm and indifferent attitude, with tears in his eyes, and hugged Lin Wanjun tightly.
"You finally woke up. I was so scared!"
Shi Kai looked like a child who had found his family after being lost, with grievance and resentment in his eyes.
"You said you'd be back soon, but I waited and waited, and finally you came back, only to find you unconscious. So many people were asking me questions, I didn't know how to respond!"
When Lin Wanjun saw the tears in Shi Kai's eyes, she felt a little sad and a little guilty.
She was wrong.
She shouldn't have brought Shi Kai to the cadre school at that time. She didn't expect things to become so complicated that the mentally impaired Shi Kai was left alone in this "strange" place to deal with "strange" people.
"Did you give yourself away? Did they know you were sick?"
Shi Kai shook his head blankly.
"I don't know. I followed your instructions and didn't answer any questions they asked."
Lin Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as I was about to ask more questions, several people rushed in.
"Doctor Shi, please go see Principal Wei! He has a fever!"
Shi Kai stared at Lin Wanjun motionlessly, feeling a little nervous and at a loss.
The people at the door then saw Lin Wanjun wake up, their faces filled with joy and excitement.
"Doctor Lin, you don't know that during the day and night you were trapped at the bottom of the cave, it was thanks to Doctor Shi's superb medical skills that Principal Wei would have died!"
Lin Wanjun's expression changed slightly, and she suddenly looked at Shi Kai.
"You...you can heal illnesses?"
Before Shi Kai could reply, the person at the door said with a smile, "Doctor Lin, are you confused by the fever? Doctor Shi is not stupid, of course he can treat illnesses! And his medical skills are amazing!"
Lin Wanjun was stunned. After a moment, she got out of bed, put on her shoes and military coat, her voice trembling a little.
"Come on, I'll go with you to see Principal Wei. Show me how you treat him!"
What the hell, what kind of ridiculous plot is this?
A doctor who lost his memory due to carbon monoxide poisoning, despite his intellectual disability, was still able to rely on his instincts to treat and save people? And he was successful?
If this is the case, it is too abstract!
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