There were more and more people around, Zhang Hong felt that as long as she didn't leave quickly, she would definitely be drowned in saliva in a while, she frowned, tied on the new one, and stretched out her hand to cover her heart, "My Heart hurts."

Mrs. Han was waiting for the public to attack Zhang Hong, when she saw her suddenly sickly, a doubtful light flashed in her eyes, Zhang Hong, a bitch, was clearly pretending to be sick.

"Didn't you be fine just now? It was only a blink of an eye, so it wouldn't be the case." Han Shi saw the pain on Zhang Hong's face, not only did not comfort him, but became puzzled.

Zhang Hong was seen through her thoughts, and scolded all the eighteen generations of the Han family's ancestors in her heart, but her face was still weak, "You don't know that I have always been in poor health, especially in a noisy environment, and I am prone to illness."

After hearing this, Han raised the corners of her mouth, and the smile on her lips overflowed, as if what she just heard was just a joke, "I really can't tell, are you still a weak woman?" Her voice was full of sarcasm.

Zhang Hong pressed her heart, raised her eyes, her almond eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, making it difficult to see clearly, "Madam Han, you must not understand me, that's why you think I'm strong. It's just on the surface, I'm just a weak woman."

Han's brows were tightly wrinkled, and he gave a heavy bah, weak woman?When she snatched her husband away, why didn't she look weak?
"I'm sorry, I didn't target you just now, but I'm allergic to perfume, that's why I did this." A smile flashed in Han's eyes.

Zhang Hong just wanted to get angry, but she didn't expect Han to justify herself, she gritted her teeth, seeing the opportunity slipped away.She thought about it, since she couldn't take advantage of it, it's better to go for it.

"Mrs. Han, I really have to go, otherwise the pain will be more serious in a while. I believe you are a kind person, and you won't watch me suffer like this. Zhang Hong smiled inwardly. She is better at bitter scenes. yes.

When Han heard this, she folded her arms around her chest, "Zhang Hong, I didn't mean to embarrass you. If you want to leave, I won't force you to stay, but I hope you can give me an explanation."

A suspicious light flashed in Zhang Hong's eyes, "What explanation?" She always thought that Han's blocking herself here was just for humiliation.

"I want you to explain clearly, why did you take Murong Hong away?" Han's voice suddenly became serious, like a judge in a court, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Zhang Hong secretly sighed in her heart, if there was a crack in the ground at this moment, she would have slipped in without hesitation, going around, Han still refused to let her go.

She just snatched Murong Hong away, Han can't do anything to her, she is considered the winner, but right now, with so many people watching, she doesn't have any advantage.

"I've made this question very clear. Love is a matter between two people. You also know that twisted melons are not sweet, so why bother to persist." Zhang Hong's voice softened.

The light in Han's eyes became colder and colder. What she never expected was that Zhang Hong dared to point to her nose and say that she and Murong Hong were not worthy.

"Well, when you get married, you must send me a wedding invitation, and I will naturally go to congratulate you then." Han raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but the smile was not easy.

After Zhang Zhang heard this, she gritted her teeth. If Mrs. Han went, wouldn't her wedding be messed up? She didn't want to agree, she had already rejected it [-] times in her heart, but she nodded, "Okay , definitely."

After Han heard this, a smile flashed in his eyes, "In front of so many people, Miss Zhang, you won't be dishonest."

Zhang Hong shook her head, "How could it be, I will definitely send you a wedding invitation when the time comes."

"Well, since that's the case, I'll just wait for the good news." Han's voice was full of joy.

Zhang Hong frowned, "Okay." When she spoke, her expression was a little dazed, and after a while, she seemed to remember something, "I feel very uncomfortable, I have to leave quickly."

The onlookers had already heard it clearly. The two women in front of them were fighting for Murong Hong, the heir of the Murong family. Such news was a blockbuster to them. Such a scandal.

"I don't know what this Mr. Murong thinks. If I would never divorce, Mrs. Han is so temperamental."

"Come on, how can you penetrate the thoughts of people in the upper class?"

"That's right, let's just treat it as a show."

The onlookers began to discuss one after another, Han Shi and Zhang Hong stood in the middle, each of them had their own ghosts.

Han said first, "Aren't you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhang Hong shook her head, "No need, I can drive there by myself, don't bother Mrs. Han."

Han sneered, "Just now your heart hurt badly, are you okay now?" Her voice was full of doubts, heart pain is not a trivial matter, and it will not heal automatically, unless Zhang Hong is lying.

Zhang Hong frowned twice, and Han almost said that she was pretending to be sick, "Okay, then you can send me to the hospital, I feel even more uncomfortable now."

Han Shi nodded, "Let's go, we can't delay any longer, or people might die."

The onlookers heard Han's words and praised this lady for her understanding and kindness.Those compliments floated into Han's ears. After she heard it, the corners of her mouth raised, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Zhang Hong bit her lips tightly, and followed behind Han Shi. Everyone looked at her as if they were looking at a mouse crossing the street. If it wasn't because of her illness, she would have been beaten by now. His nose is blue and his face is swollen.

Walking out of the supermarket, Zhang Hong straightened her back and put her hands down from her heart.Han glanced at her, and a sarcastic smile flashed across her lips, "Are you feeling even more uncomfortable?"

Hearing her words, Zhang Hong seemed to have received some kind of reminder, and hurriedly put her hand back on her heart, "Yes, Mrs. Han, take me to the hospital quickly."

A smile flashed in Han's eyes. Since ancient times, acting has to be complete. Since Zhang Hong has chosen to act, she will finish the performance. She, Han, is not willing to strike on the way.

Sitting in the car, Han quickly started the car. Zhang Hong sat in the back row, took out her mobile phone, edited a text message, and sent it.

Mrs. Han saw Zhang Hong's actions clearly from her front-view mirror. She must be sending text messages to Murong Hong now. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt jealous.

Just as she was thinking, a ringtone interrupted her thoughts. She reached out to grab the phone, but saw a silent black on the screen.

A voice on the phone came from behind, "Hey, I'm going out now, don't worry about me, I'll be back in a while."

Murong Hong's frown relaxed, and when he heard Zhang Hong's voice, his heart felt sweet, and all the unhappiness disappeared in an instant.

"Come back soon, I've prepared a candlelight dinner for you." Murong Hong's voice softened, like a boy who just fell in love.

A blush appeared on Zhang Hong's face, "Candlelight dinner, I like it the most, thank you Brother Hong, you surprise me every time."

Han Shi shook the steering wheel, the car turned around, and Zhang Hongtou hit the door, grinning in pain, "Oh, it hurts me to death."

"Baby, what's the matter with you?" Murong Hong's extremely worried voice came from the other end of the phone.Zhang Hong frowned tightly, "It's nothing, let's talk about it later when we get home."

After Han Shi heard Murong Hong's words, she immediately felt a burst of nausea. Coupled with Zhang Hong's "home", her inner nausea suddenly exploded.

"The road was a bit slippery just now, didn't it hurt you?" Han Shi asked, a smile flashed in his eyes, and that smile was full of coldness.

Zhang Hong stretched out his hand and touched his head, with a look of displeasure on his face, "The road is so flat, where are there any potholes?"

The meaning in her words is obvious, Han shi drove the car sideways on purpose.Mrs. Han sighed, "You were only on the phone just now, how could you have time to look at the road?"

Zhang Hong was stunned, and then smiled, "Madam Han, you are right, when will the hospital arrive?" For some reason, she felt like she had been sitting in the car for a long time.

Han frowned twice, "It's almost there, there are still 10 minutes left, just be patient." She looked at the red face in the front view mirror, and that face was now full of anxiety.

Can't she wait?A smile flashed in Han's eyes. He had been walking away for a long time, but Zhang Hong didn't notice it. He was simply brain-dead.

After 10 minutes, Han stopped the car, Zhang Hong pushed the car door, walked down, and stood at the hospital door, she could smell a strong medicine, and couldn't help pinching her nose.

A flash of disdain flashed in Han's eyes, it must not be the first time Zhang Hong came to the hospital, she was so hypocritical, but unfortunately she is not Murong Hong, even if she died of hypocrisy, he would just turn a blind eye.

"Let's go, the cardiology experts here are very famous, I've made an appointment for you in advance." Han Shi said and walked into the hospital with strides.

When Zhang Hong heard that it was an expert clinic, she couldn't help but feel happy. In her opinion, this was Han's showing her favor.After all, the Murong family's power is complicated, and the Han family may still need Murong Hong's help in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hong started to walk even more arrogantly, as if she was a high-ranking lady.And Han Shi is still his servant.

The elevator stopped on the third floor, and Han turned to look at Zhang Hong, "This expert is very famous, but he has a weird temper. He only sees one patient a day. What he dislikes the most is noisy people. If you come in, be sure to keep quiet."

After Zhang Hong listened to her words, she nodded. The more eccentric an expert is, the more valuable she is in her heart. In her opinion, a person's success is directly proportional to his temper.

When she reached the door of the consulting room, Mrs. Han stopped, "I won't accompany you anymore, after you see the doctor in a while, take a taxi and go back by yourself." After she finished speaking, she walked towards the elevator.

A smile flashed in Zhang Hong's eyes, she was finally able to get rid of Han Shi, and sitting with Han Shi was like sitting on pins and needles, extremely uncomfortable.

Stretching out her hand to open the door, the room was extremely quiet, and even a dropped needle could be heard clearly. Zhang Hong walked in cautiously, her high-heeled shoes slammed.

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