Chapter 9: Against him, she only suffered a crushing defeat
She was in so much pain that tears fell, but she kept shaking her head and explained, "I didn't!"
The man's hand was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was about to tear her bones apart, "If I hadn't met Xiao Ru who was locked in a cage and sold like a beast when I was on a mission, she might have really been like this. Your wish will be tortured to death soon. But, Ling Zhiwei, God has eyes, and the wicked will not always succeed."
"Heh—" Ling Zhiwei chuckled lightly. It took her three months, and the wound that had been sewed for nearly a hundred days was easily torn open by this man with just a few words.
She thought she could face it calmly, she thought she had cast the Vajra armor and it wouldn't hurt anymore.
But at this moment, she finally understood!
Su Yuqing is her nemesis, and against him, she will only be defeated.
Zou Xiaoru stepped forward and rescued Ling Zhiwei at the right time. She leaned into Su Yuqing's arms and said softly, "Don't be angry, you were stabbed in the chest to save me, don't break the wound, I It will hurt!"
Ling Zhiwei fell to the ground softly, breathing heavily, like an annoying clown jumping on the beam, and like an unloved mistress.
Obviously she is the hostess of this villa, but she feels out of place.
She was worried about his injury and had iodine and gauze in her pockets.
But this is the wound he suffered for the woman he loves the most, and she has no right to touch that sweet wound!
Ling Zhiwei stood up tremblingly, and before she could stand still, she heard the man who pursed his lips in silence again say to Zou Xiaoru in a warm and soft tone that she hadn't heard in three years: "Don't feel guilty, you didn't care about yourself five years ago. Anwei saved me, this time... just treat it as I pay you back!"
What?
Ling Zhiwei's head suddenly hurt so badly, she covered her head and looked straight at Zou Xiaoru, whose eyes were obviously dodging.
It was her who took her life to save Su Yuqing back then, it was her Ling Zhiwei!
When did you become Zou Xiaoru?
Ling Zhiwei wanted to explain, but the headaches hit wave after wave, she couldn't hold it, and fell to the ground.
This time, she developed a high fever and slept for three days and three nights.
When he woke up, he could hear his breathing quietly in the ward.
She struggled to get up, she was going to find Su Yuqing and told Su Yuqing the truth.
As soon as he left the ward, he met Zou Xiaoru with a smile on his face.
"Zhiwei, where are you going so late?"
Ling Zhiwei's chest was beating violently, she said hurriedly: "Why are you so shameless? You said it was you who saved Yu Qing, no wonder he got engaged to you after that time. You stole this love. Yes, if Yu Qing knew, he would definitely not want you."
Zou Xiaoru blinked and put down the insulation box in her hand. She rubbed her fingers covered with red Kodan and smiled sinisterly, "How can you be so naive after all these years? Yuqing chose to believe me back then, but now he is still will believe me."
"impossible!"
"Really? In order to make my good niece give up, my aunt will try again with you?"
Before Ling Zhiwei could react, she saw Zou Xiaoru fall backwards, and her elbow deliberately knocked over the insulation box on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, rapid footsteps and a monstrous roar struck.
"Ling Zhiwei, your aunt is worried that you have to come to see you, so you just don't know what to do, don't you know how to be grateful?"
Ling Zhiwei looked at Zou Xiaoru in Su Yuqing's arms blankly, and she gave her a successful smile.
This time, Ling Zhiwei did not explain.
She slammed and locked the door of the ward vigorously, and did not respond to the clamor from outside.
The heart seems to have lost its temperature.
…
"Weiwei, wake up? Get up and have some porridge!"
Ling Zhiwei woke up faintly, and when she saw the person, she couldn't hide her surprise, "Mo Yunfeng? Didn't you go abroad? When did you come back?"
"I just came back to see your old classmate. How did you make yourself look like this? Didn't you say that marrying him will definitely make you happy?"
Ling Zhiwei leaned back halfway, and pulled out a smile, "When I was young and ignorant, I thought that if I married the person I loved the most, I would be happy. Now it seems that I may be wrong."
"I'll take you away! Go to Germany, where the medical skills are at the world's leading level, where your Alzheimer's disease will be treated the best!"
Ling Zhiwei was surprised, "How did you know?"
"Your attending doctor is my friend for many years. Don't worry, I will keep it a secret!"
The old classmates talked a lot about the past.
After that, Mo Yunfeng came to see her every day.
Sometimes I bring a bunch of roses; sometimes I hold a handful of daisies; sometimes I don't bring anything just to chat with her.
The hospital was crowded with people, and it was soon rumored that Mo Yunfeng, a young medical professor, was chasing Ling Zhiwei in the VIP ward.
When Su Yuqing got the news, he was so angry that he fired several shots at the shooting range...all missed the target...
A group of students... stunned.
Su Yuqing drove the police car all the way to the hospital.
As soon as she arrived at the door of the ward, she saw Mo Yunfeng feeding her through the small transparent window, and her chest burned with anger.
Action preceded consciousness, he kicked the door open, pushed Mo Yunfeng away aggressively, stared at Ling Zhiwei, "I haven't come to see you for a few days and you miss a man? Huh? So hungry?"