After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 295 Thanks for the Grace of Not Killing
The temperature in the ward dropped sharply, almost condensing into a ball.

Yu Jinwen sat down and Nan Song stood up. The two of them stared at Director Huang who fell on the ground with stern expressions, forming an overwhelming momentum.

After all, Director Huang is also the director of a department. He usually shows off his power by scolding others, but today he couldn't show off any aura.

He forced himself to calm down, swallowed, and looked at Nan Song, "No, did you ask me to hit you?"

"Did I ask you to hit me?"

Nan Song stretched out his hand towards Gu Heng, "Bring me the phone."

Gu Heng understood, unlocked the phone and pulled out the chat history. Nan Song took it and showed it to Director Huang.

Nan Song said calmly: "I was so angry at first that I really wanted to arrange for someone to give him an injection so that he could have a good memory."

Knowing that "he" refers to himself, Yu Jinwen pursed his lower lip slightly.

Is there a turning point?

Nan Song then said: "But the anti-inflammatory injection is actually optional. There will be a series of side effects after the injection. I thought about it and let it go."

Yu Jinwen was slightly startled, hearing her softness in her words, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"So that's it. Thank you for not killing me."

Nan Song gave him a cold look and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

She just didn't want to give him the opportunity to let her pester her again because of this or that situation, back and forth, endlessly.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Director Huang's forehead, and he hesitated: "That's me, I was too busy and didn't see the content of the message behind."

"is it?"

Nan Song's cold gaze passed across Director Huang's face like a blade, and he took the needle from Yu Jinwen's hand, "So, is the injection you want to give him an anti-inflammatory injection?"

Director Huang's face trembled visibly, and his eyes were full of guilt.

"Old Huang, we are all medical students. It's okay for you to fool a layman, but you can't fool me."

Nan Song pushed the needle gently, and the injection jumped out lightly from the slender needle. Her red lips curled up coldly, "What exactly is in this needle, let's try it and find out."

She said, holding the syringe and walking towards Director Huang.

Director Huang's face was ashen as he stepped back step by step.

"It's just anti-inflammatory medicine. It won't kill you. What are you afraid of?"

There was a smile on Nan Song's lips, but the smile did not reach her eyes. She was more like a female Shura who came to seek life. She raised the needle and lowered it, seeing that the needle was about to pierce Director Huang's body——

"No! There is poison in this, it will kill people!"

Director Huang couldn't bear it anymore and struggled violently. He was so frightened that tears and snot fell from his nose, and his whole body was shaking like an epileptic attack.

"It's not that I want to harm anyone, it's them who forced me to do this. They forced me..."

Later, he knelt down directly on the ground, clasped his hands and begged Nan Song: "Grace, I beg you, because we have known each other for so many years, please let me go!"

Nan Song's cold eyes swept across his face, and the words he spat out were cold and ruthless.

"If it weren't for the fact that we have known each other for many years, this injection would have already penetrated into your body."

She raised her hand to make a gesture, and the bodyguards came in and dragged Director Huang away. Director Huang continued to cry out for injustice while struggling.

"Keep your grievances to the police. If you want to come out alive to see your family, I advise you to tell the truth. Qiao Leng will not protect you."

Nan Song handed the syringe to Gu Heng, "Give this to the police for testing."

"Yes."

Just as Gu Heng was about to leave, Nan Song warned him, "Keep an eye on it yourself and don't let his people interfere."

"clear."-

After dealing with such a matter, Nan Song was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Fortunately, the injection did not penetrate into Yu Jinwen's body. If it did, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Thank you for coming in time, otherwise I would have died."

Nan Song turned his head and looked at Yu Jinwen, his brows furrowed slightly. He didn't see any joy in surviving the disaster on his face. Instead, he seemed... very happy?

He almost died, why was he so happy?

Seeing Nan Song's face darken, Yu Jinwen quickly calmed down the raised corners of his mouth and said seriously, "How do you know that Director Huang was sent by someone named Qiao?"

He leaned in, exposing most of the bed and wanted Nan Song to sit down. Nan Song sat on a chair instead of sitting next to the bed.

After talking all afternoon, Nan Song's voice was a little hoarse.

"I didn't know Director Huang would have any problems, otherwise I wouldn't have asked Gu Heng to send him a message. Lao Huang and I have indeed known each other for a long time."

She paused after speaking and lowered her eyes slightly, hiding the sadness leaking from her eyes.

Nan Song just knew about Qiao Leng's urine and would never give up. When he asked Gu Heng to send a message to Lao Huang, he had an ominous premonition in his heart and hurried over.

Sure enough, the man named Qiao was really good at finding every opportunity to do anything evil!
Yu Jinwen felt the discomfort in Nan Song's throat, took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap for her, and said, "Drink some water."

Nan Song waved his hand, did not take it, and raised his eyes.

"Don't drink the water here from now on. Pay special attention to your daily diet. I will send someone to deliver it. You also have to have your own people check it. Do you understand?"

Seeing her seriousness, Yu Jinwen nodded, "Okay."

"Don't take it seriously."

Nan Song was inexplicably anxious, "You refused to listen to the hospital in Beicheng. You followed me all the way to Nancheng. I can't even guarantee my own safety, and I still want to take care of you! Do you think it's inappropriate?" That stick didn't hit you hard enough on the head, but it got mixed up in this muddy water. That guy named Joe is a desperado, and he can do any crazy thing!"

She scolded Yu Jinwen mercilessly.

This fire has been surging in her chest since she learned that he followed her to Nancheng. It has been held in all afternoon, and now it is not vomiting.

Yu Jinwen obediently listened to her scolding without saying a word. It wasn't until she calmed down that she raised her lips slightly.

"You don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself. But if I'm not by your side or get closer to you, I won't feel safe."

"sense of security?"

Nan Song sneered feebly, "The most unsafe place is around me now. I can't give you this sense of security, and you can't give it to me either."

She put on her sunglasses and looked indifferent.

"After the opening ceremony of the racecourse is over tomorrow, go back to the North City. Don't stay in the South City and hinder my eyes."

After saying these cold and heartless words, Nan Song left the ward.

Yu Jinwen stared at her back for a long time.

He thought he had long been accustomed to her coldness, indifference, and ruthlessness towards him, but her cruel words, every word, always hit his heart like a heavy hammer.

It made him heartbroken and miserable.

He really couldn't give her a sense of security or happiness. The only thing he could do was help her get rid of the dangerous elements and give her peace.

Yu Jinwen asked He Zhao to hand him the phone and made a call.

"Have you found Qiao Leng's information? Send it to me."

(End of this chapter)