Cats can talk, how scary is that.
But after experiencing so much, Song Zhanjin has become numb. Haha, strange things happen every year, and there are especially many this year.
"Do you know me?"
Song Zhanjin asked with narrowed eyes.
"Of course, not only do I know you, we're husband and wife!"
The Siamese cat puts its front paws on its mouth, which looks like a girl covering her mouth and giggling.
"Guess who I am?"
At a certain moment, Song Zhanjin vaguely saw the shadow of Lin Wanjun in the eyes of the Siamese cat.
He was stunned at first, then realized something and his eyes suddenly widened.
"You are... Lin Zhaodi!"
Lin Zhaodi is just Lin Zhaodi, and Lin Wanjun is just Lin Wanjun. They are two independent individuals!
"Meow."
The female author only heard a few meows from the cat she picked up, but Song Zhanjin heard human language.
"Yes, I am Lin Zhaodi. My life has been arranged in a very frustrating and inexplicable way, and I simply cannot accept this!"
"Why should I be a brother-supporting demon? Why should I be a lover with an ugly person like Luo Jinping? Why should I always be a stepping stone for Dong Yingying?"
Lin Zhaodi said angrily, "Yes, my parents do favor sons over daughters, but that doesn't mean I'm stupid. I grew up with my grandfather, and he taught me to be brave and independent."
"How is Dong Yingying better than me? Just because she's the chosen heroine of this bastard female author, she easily owns the whole world."
"Even if she made a mistake, the female author would come up with all sorts of excuses to justify her lies, and ultimately put the blame on me."
Lin Zhaodi became angrier and angrier as she spoke.
She jumped out of the female author's arms and meowed a few times.
"To satisfy the readers, the female author arranged a tragic ending for me. I was toyed with and died tragically on a snowy night. Meanwhile, Dong Yingying was enjoying her wedding night. Tell me, why is that?"
"I died, naturally escaping the plot of the book. I followed the clues and found this bastard female author. I changed the plot she had written and let Lin Wanjun take my place, living a more glorious life than the heroine!"
Song Zhanjin finally knew the truth of it all.
After Lin Zhaodi died, she found a substitute for herself and sent Lin Wanjun to the world in the book to live a prosperous life on her behalf.
"Every time I see Lin Wanjun dominating Dong Yingying, I feel so good!"
Lin Zhaodi was so excited that she meowed and even her tail shook like a propeller.
"But now, I've been found by the ghost messengers, and they're taking me to reincarnate. So, I can't continue to monitor this bitch-like female author!"
Song Zhanjin said, "Do you have any way to completely stop this female author? She wants Lin Wanjun dead!"
"Isn't that simple? Destroy the computer, and her connection to the world in the book will be completely severed. No one will be able to interfere with your lives anymore."
Lin Zhaodi meowed a few times.
"The ghost messenger has come to pick me up. This cat shell is perfect for you to use to destroy the computer."
"But you have to think carefully. Possession is risky. If you can't get out of the cat shell, you will die in that world!"
After saying that, Lin Zhaodi walked up to Song Zhanjin with a cat-like gait.
"Actually, I don't like you at all. I even disdain using my grandfather's comradeship to force a marriage. This whole thing was forced upon me by that damned female author."
"Well, I don't like men like you. I like feminine and handsome pretty boys!"
Lin Zhaodi meowed, and the cat shell suddenly fell to the ground, with a puff of smoke rising from the cat shell.
In disgust, Song Zhanjin saw the face of a young and beautiful girl.
At first glance, she looks very similar to Lin Wanjun, but upon closer inspection, they are completely different.
Lin Zhaodi is charming, delicate and unruly, while Lin Wanjun is as bright and dazzling as a summer flower.
"Bye, I'm going to the next world to find a gigolo!"
As Lin Zhaodi left, the cat shell on the ground suddenly stopped breathing.
The female author was shocked when she saw this and picked up the Siamese cat and screamed.
"Hey, Zhaocai, what's wrong with you?!"
Looking at the contents on the computer screen and remembering what Lin Zhaodi had said, Song Zhanjin didn't hesitate for too long and rushed towards Mao Kezi.
The next moment, the Siamese cat came alive.
The female author laughed out loud and said, "You little brat, you're pretending to be dead again to scare me, aren't you...ah!"
Before she could finish her words, the Siamese cat in her arms seemed to have gone mad, scratching at her face with its sharp claws.
Immediately, blood marks appeared on the female author's face.
The Siamese cat continued to go crazy, jumping onto the computer desk and began to bite the computer crazily, knocking over the water in the cup, knocking over the scented candle, and deliberately setting the paper on fire...
As the fire spread, the whole house soon turned into a sea of fire.
The female author was seen screaming and trying to escape with her computer.
Song Zhanjin did not give her the chance to take the computer away. He grabbed the back of her hand with one claw. The female author screamed and covered her hand. He kicked the Siamese cat hard in the abdomen, covered her nose and ran away, and locked the door in the process.
In the sea of fire, Song Zhanjin watched with his own eyes as the computer that determined the fate of all of them was twisted and exploded by the fire, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As the fire grew bigger, the flames soon burned the Siamese cat.
Song Zhanjin, who was in the cat shell, could clearly feel the burning heat and severe pain of the flames.
The window was not locked, and he could have escaped through the window and saved the cat's life, but he didn't.
He is waiting to die.
Waiting for the cat to die, waiting for him to be reborn...
At the same time, Lin Wanjun in the operating room was concentrating on performing the operation.
The operation has reached a critical moment and no room for carelessness is allowed.
Suddenly, a wave of heart pain came over her, causing her hand holding the scalpel to tremble uncontrollably.
"Doctor Lin!"
Zhang Lide keenly noticed Lin Wanjun's abnormality and hurried forward to support her.
Lin Wanjun's heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe, but she knew she couldn't fall down at this moment.
If she fell, Li Yuetang would have no way out.
She took out a quick-acting heart pill from the space and put it under her tongue. She asked Shi Kai to give her an injection of medicine to relieve her heart pain and continued with the operation.
The medication temporarily relieved the pain, but the discomfort still existed.
Lin Wanjun cleared the blood clots in Li Yuetang's abdominal cavity and successfully cut the ruptured hemangioma.
When it came to the final abdominal closure and suturing, Lin Wanjun could no longer hold on.
"Doctor Zhang, I can trust you, right?"
Lin Wanjun's face was pale, her forehead was covered in sweat, and her voice was full of pain.
Zhang Lide took the scalpel from Lin Wanjun without any hesitation.
"I'll do it!"
Seeing Zhang Lide suture the wound with skillful techniques, Lin Wanjun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The key steps of the operation have been completed. She believes in her own vision and believes that Zhang Lide and Shi Kai will not disappoint her.
She couldn't hold on any longer, so she took a few steps back and smiled weakly at Shi Kai.
"Doctor Shi, everything from now on is up to you!"
After saying that, she leaned back and fell heavily to the ground...
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