Hearing this voice, Lin Wanjun's body trembled suddenly.
She paused in her action of making the chemical, tears welled up in her eyes, and she turned her head to look at Song Zhanjin who had opened his eyes.
Song Zhanjin was also looking at her with his head tilted.
The four of them looked at each other, and Lin Wanjun felt an indescribable sense of grievance in her heart, and her tears fell hard.
"You...you scared me to death!"
Lin Wanjun put down the medicine in her hand, walked quickly to Song Zhanjin, held his hand tightly, and tears fell on the back of Song Zhanjin's hand.
Song Zhanjin said nothing, just stared at Lin Wanjun.
"Are you feeling unwell? Does your head still hurt? Are your eyesight and hearing affected? Zhan Jin, look at my hand..."
Lin Wanjun raised her hand and pointed with two fingers.
"What number is this?"
Song Zhanjin didn't look at Lin Wanjun's fingers, but stared at her face, and gradually, his brows furrowed.
"Zhanjin? Zhanjin, are you talking? Is your hearing affected?"
Lin Wanjun simply leaned over to Song Zhanjin's ear and spoke loudly.
The next moment, she was pushed away by Song Zhanjin.
Lin Wanjun, who was already injured, could not withstand such a rough push. She fell to the ground in a mess, and hit the back of her head on the table leg.
Li Yuetang heard the noise and rushed over. When she saw her daughter-in-law fall, her eyes turned red with anxiety.
"It's okay! Mom, I'm fine! Zhan Jin is awake!"
Lin Wanjun ignored the pain and got up quickly with joy in her eyes.
"But he seems to be affected. I don't know if it's his eyesight or hearing that's the problem. Don't worry, I'll check it out carefully."
As she spoke, Lin Wanjun put on a stethoscope and wanted to examine Song Zhanjin.
But Song Zhanjin pulled the stethoscope from Lin Wanjun's ear with a look of resistance and threw it heavily to the ground.
"Lin Zhaodi, what tricks are you going to play?"
When Lin Wanjun heard the name "Lin Zhaodi", she was stunned for three seconds before realizing that he was calling her.
Yes, before changing her name, the original owner was called Lin Zhaodi.
It had been so long that she had forgotten about it.
"Zhanjin, what are you doing?!"
Li Yuetang noticed her son's strange behavior and stepped forward to scold him harshly.
"You're such a good person, why do you have to call yourself that?!"
Being scolded by his mother, Song Zhanjin frowned.
"Then what should I call her? Why did she come with me? Aren't we divorced?"
divorce?
If this bastard hadn't been injured at the moment, Li Yuetang's slap would have hit Song Zhanjin in the face.
"What divorce? Who are you divorcing? When you were making dumplings at noon, you shamelessly kept calling me 'wife', calling me more affectionate than anyone else. What's going on? Did a bomb go crazy?"
Li Yuetang cursed while gritting her teeth.
Song Zhanjin propped himself up and sat up, looking at the carefully bandaged wound, and then at the bloodstains on Lin Wanjun's body.
His heart suddenly ached, but his mind was blank.
What did mother say just now?
That he and Lin Zhaodi made dumplings together? That he called her "wife"?
This is impossible!
Before being sent to the cadre school, Lin Wanjun was already threatening a divorce! She even impatiently moved into her ex-lover Luo Jinping's house and flaunted herself in front of him, showing off how disgusting she was.
Now, why did she appear in the cadre school?
Are you plotting something bad again?
Lin Wanjun thought that Song Zhanjin just had temporary amnesia after suffering a head injury. She had seen similar cases during her rotation in the hospital's trauma surgery department.
Most people who suffer from memory confusion or even memory loss due to external injuries will return to normal after systematic treatment.
So Lin Wanjun was not angry, and she even breathed a sigh of relief because Song Zhanjin woke up.
"Lin Zhaodi, Lin Wanjun, the bottom line is, you have to listen to Dr. Lin and take medicine and injections to recover as soon as possible!"
Lin Wanjun came over with a syringe and tried to coax Song Zhanjin like a child.
"Be good, I'll give you an anti-inflammatory shot first."
The next moment, Song Zhanjin snatched the syringe, pushed the anti-inflammatory liquid inside onto the ground, and threw it together with the syringe at Lin Wanjun's feet.
"Stop pretending! Do you think I don't know what you've done? What? Your mistress swindled you out of all your money, so you're trying to be pitiful?"
"My mother is soft-hearted and easy to bully, but Lin Zhaodi, let me tell you, I'm not a fool you can easily deceive!"
Song Zhanjin turned over and got out of bed, pushing Lin Wanjun away.
"Get out! Get out of the way! Don't let me see you again!"
At the same time, Song Zhanjin saw Dong Yingying standing in the wind and snow through the window.
Dong Yingying looked panicked and frightened, surrounded by a dozen men who were questioning her.
Almost without the control of the brain, the body subconsciously walked out of the clinic and passed through the crowd to protect Dong Yingying behind him.
"What's your strength in bullying a little girl? If you have anything to say, come to me!"
When Song Mingcheng saw Song Zhanjin coming out, his first reaction was joy.
He knew that this kid had a good foundation and strong vitality. Even the enemy's most powerful artillery shells could not kill him, let alone the homemade bombs used for blasting fish.
Of course, it was also thanks to my daughter-in-law’s excellent medical skills that she cured the brat in just a few hours.
But when Song Zhanjin protected Dong Yingying behind him, Song Mingcheng's face became a little ugly.
What is this for?
Aren’t you afraid that your wife will be angry if you flirt with Dong Yingying in front of Junjun?
Dong Yingying was stunned at first, but after a brief moment of confusion, she suddenly realized something and hugged Song Zhanjin's arm with a look of ecstasy.
"Zhanjin! You're finally here!"
Song Zhanjin, who married me in my previous life, you are finally back!
Who in the entire cadre school doesn’t know that Song Zhanjin loves his wife dearly?
Lin Wanjun frowned slightly, and Song Zhanjin became very nervous, fearing that his wife was feeling unwell.
Wang Chuang and the others had joked before, saying that even if all the men in the world betrayed their wives, Song Zhanjin would never betray Lin Wanjun.
Lin Wanjun is simply Song Zhanjin's apple of the eye and his lifeblood.
But now...
Wang Chuang thought Song Zhanjin was stunned by the explosion and shouted to remind him.
"Hey! Zhan Jin! You got the wrong person! Xiao Lin is in the house. You're protecting the wrong person. This is Dong Yingying, the woman you hate the most!"
Song Zhanjin turned his head and looked at Wang Chuang with an unhappy look on his face.
"Who said I recognized the wrong person? I know what I am doing. I know that the person I want to protect is Dong Yingying. As for Xiao Lin you mentioned..."
Just then, Lin Wanjun walked outside the clinic and stood on the steps looking at Song Zhanjin.
Their eyes met. Lin Wanjun had a sad and disappointed look on her face as she listened quietly to what Song Zhanjin had to say.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but under Lin Wanjun's gaze, he couldn't utter a single word.
But Song Zhanjin's actions have revealed everything.
His first reaction after waking up was to protect Dong Yingying, which was completely different from his previous attitude.
Everyone's expressions were very complicated.
After a long pause, Wei Yifu asked, "Xiao Song, are you protecting Dong Yingying because she saved you from the explosion?"
Song Zhanjin was stunned.
Explosion? Wasn't the fire caused by someone secretly burning paper money?
In his fragmented and vague memories, Song Zhanjin saw a figure running towards him from the thick fog, crying and calling his name, and desperately carrying him on his back.
But he couldn't see the man's face clearly, only the crying sound rang in his ears, giving him a splitting headache.
"Zhan Jin, answer me now! Have you forgotten? You were trapped inside, and I rushed into the fire to save you! Look, I'm burned like this!"
Dong Yingying consciously used the scene of the fire in the previous life to guide Song Zhanjin, whose memory was confused.
It was as if something was forcibly controlling Song Zhanjin's language nerves. Although his brain was denying Dong Yingying's words, his mouth moved on its own.
"Yes! It was Dong Yingying who saved me!"
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