Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 190

Maybe her gaze was too unscrupulous, the man diagonally across the street quickly sensed something was wrong, and only turned his head to meet her gaze in mid-air.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Tang Tian's complexion visibly sank, and the coolness around him almost condensed into substance.

However, I don't know if the recent series of changes in the Tang family will make people grow up. Even if the ruthless resentment in his heart can be turned into a murderous sharp knife, Tang Tian finally turned around without moving. A woman in an off-white slim satin dress said a few words.

Then, a man came out of the foreign hospital and yelled at the two of them.

After Tang Tian patted the woman's shoulder lightly, he turned his head to look at Haiyao warily, and then walked back to the hospital.

Raising her eyebrows indifferently, Haiyao also put away her gaze, carrying the medicine bag in her hand, ready to find Shunzi who was still waiting in the car.Unexpectedly, a rush of footsteps and a fairly clear female voice suddenly came from behind: "Are you Miss Xu?"

Stopping in her tracks, Haiyao turned around slowly, sizing up the visitor without any concealment.

From the small satin Western skirt on her body, it can be seen that the woman has a good family background. The other party has a slightly round face, and the ends of half-length hair have been permed into a slightly curled outward appearance. It is scattered over the shoulders, and a wide headband of the same color as the clothes is also worn on the top of the head.

Her facial features look quite majestic when viewed separately, and they are inexplicably pleasing to the eye when put together, and she speaks neatly without losing her upbringing. To be honest, it's a pity to be that coward who matches Tang Tian.

"I am." Under the gaze of this strange lady, Haiyao nodded lightly as a response.

"Hello, my surname is Li, and my name is Qiong." After introducing herself, Ms. Li extended her hand enthusiastically.

Looking down at the pure and fair hand that almost reached under her eyelids, Haiyao didn't mean to be polite and perfunctory, she just said lightly: "Miss Li, what's the matter?"

Some embarrassment froze the smile on her face, Li Qiong withdrew her hand uncomfortably, probably after thinking about it, Haiyao's reaction was reasonable, so she quickly adjusted her mood, her tone was still brisk: " I have heard about Ms. Xu for a long time, but when I saw it today, I feel that some legends are just lies. Ms. Xu probably doesn't know me, I am..."

"You are the Miss Li who followed Tang Tian all the way home from Guangcheng." Hai Yao didn't seem to intend to show any favor to the other party, and her words were not polite.

Li Qiong's face paled immediately, and then he raised his head a little unconvinced: "The relationship between Miss Xu and Tang Tian was originally ordered by his parents, such an arranged marriage will only drag two people down, and his pursuit of equality and freedom has a lot to do with it." What's wrong?"

Well, it really is the standard "progressive youth" rhetoric and ideas.

Haiyao's eyes showed a little more impatience. Seeing the woman's plausible words, she asked back: "Is the premise of pursuing freedom and equality is to hurt another person?"

"..." Li Qiong choked up, wondering if she was shocked by the aura she erupted at this moment, and couldn't recover for a long time, so she could only stammer: "No... that's not the case of……"

"The tragedy between you and Tang Tian should be the fault of Mrs. Tang, if he hadn't forced Tang Tian to marry you..."

Such naive words directly made Haiyao laugh, and she looked at Li Qiong seriously again, and after confirming that the other party really thought so from the bottom of her heart, she sighed silently: "How can Mrs. Tang force Tang? My God? Did you beat him, starve him and stop him from eating, or restrict his personal freedom and tie him up?"

A series of rhetorical questions successfully made the woman's mind completely froze, and she didn't know how to refute.

"Miss Li, you have to make it clear that Tang Tian can choose not to marry and pay homage to me, but he just agreed, and to put it bluntly, he wants to keep the Tang family... and his own wealth and glory? "Hai Yao continued to criticize mercilessly, without any intention of stopping.

"After he married me, he ran away from home irresponsibly on the wedding night, leaving me alone in the Tang family to bear the ridicule of the whole Shanghai. Please forgive my ignorance. It turns out that you progressive young people are free. Peace and equality are built on the suffering of others!"

"Take a ten thousand step back, even if Tang Tian really couldn't refuse the old lady Tang's intention, wouldn't it be difficult for the old lady to come back to Shanghai to reconcile with me in a dignified manner after the old lady passed away? The Tang family, including him It's all about wanting and wanting, and it's all about taking shamelessness to the extreme."

"And you, Miss Li." After scolding heartily, Haiyao pointed her finger at the person in front of her again, and her sarcasm skill was fully utilized: "Has Tang Tian really respected you from the beginning to the end? He If he really cared about you, why would he be willing to bring you back to Shanghai to bear the infamy?"

"I...he..." Li Qiong seemed to want to make a final struggle.

It's a pity that before she could figure out how to say it, she was interrupted by Haiyao again: "Sometimes I really don't know whether the times have progressed or regressed. The women brought back by the men a few years ago wanted to come in. You still have to understand the rules, and obediently offer tea to your first wife! Now it’s a good thing, relying on the name of a progressive young man, you can be a concubine openly and destroy the relationship between husband and wife?"

Opening her mouth, Li Qiong tried to refute that there was genuine affection between her and Tang Tian.

But after thinking about it, what others said is not only correct, but also makes some sense.

Tang Tian was forced to get married. He was originally a victim of feudal remnants, but he could choose to divorce after he realized it. Why not?Not only did he not get divorced, but he also brought her back to Shanghai in a vague way. Didn't he look down on his original wife at home, and at the same time, he didn't even think about giving her the respect she deserved?
"So, Ms. Li, once the matter is done, don't complain about it behind your back. To put it a bit vulgarly, it's a bad thing to be a bitch and set up a chastity memorial arch." The voice fell, and Haiyao happened to see it too. The figure of Tang Tian rushing here from the front of the foreigner's hospital.

So she smiled at the battered Ms. Li, then turned around and left Shi Shiran.

After a few breaths, Tang Tian's indistinct questioning voice and Miss Li's aggrieved response came from behind.

When she reached the end of the street, she habitually turned her face to the side. She didn't expect that the sight of the two people embracing each other just now was what she saw. She shook her head speechlessly. She got into the car that had been waiting on the side of the road and quickly left.

Love brain is terminally ill, she wasn't joking.

In the afternoon of the second day, Haiyao went to a few stores to find out the recent business situation. The common people should have passed the stage of frenzied stockpiling at the beginning of the war, and now they are more inclined to huddle at home and pray to God for mercy. This war ends sooner.

Therefore, not only the property under her name, but also the business of every store in the city is deserted, and the turnover is barely enough to cover the daily expenses.

It was not too late to come out after turning around, Haiyao took a look at the sky, hesitated for a while, and ordered Shunzi to drive the car outside the Holy Medical Hall.

Compared with yesterday's deserted place, the holy medical hall at this time is much more lively. The strong aroma of medicinal herbs in the air is mixed with the smell of blood, which is almost disgusting.

As soon as she got out of the car, Haiyao saw a few wounded soldiers leaning against the door. Some of them had their hands tied and some had their feet tied. Each of them held a bowl of dark medicinal soup in their hands, Smiling and frowning, he drank the medicine soup in one gulp.

Continuing to walk in, the scene inside even caused her to have a brief aphasia.

There were wounded soldiers lying next to each other on the ground, and depressive and painful groans echoed in their ears. There were more than a dozen people here, but a rough count already exceeded thirty.

At this time, Dongqing came over from the backyard with a waste of energy carrying a large wooden barrel, which contained more than half of the medicinal soup and was still steaming.

Soon there were wounded soldiers who still had the ability to take care of themselves came forward to help, but they were slow-moving and their abilities were really limited. Even if everyone was busy running around, the efficiency was still pitifully low.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Luoluo also dragged her not-so-hard body to the front hall, and when she saw Haiyao, she showed an extremely tired smile: "Girl, are you here to grab medicine again? It's just that I'm afraid there is no medicine for you. My medicine cabinet will be emptied tonight."

Haiyao hurriedly stepped forward to help the trembling old man to the chair behind the counter and sat down. She frowned and asked, "Didn't I just let you take care of a few? Why..."

"There is no way!" Zhang Luoluo explained weakly: "Late yesterday, it was said that the Japanese army suddenly launched a siege outside Su City, so they transported a batch of wounded to Shanghai overnight."

"I see that many of them are seriously injured. We agreed to send only some of the slightly injured?" Haiyao still didn't understand.

Mentioning this, the old man’s expression revealed some compassion: “It’s not that those foreigner hospitals are pushing and blocking one by one, saying that their places are full and they won’t let these newly sent wounded soldiers in. They can do this Because they are not of my race, we can’t! So after discussing with several of our medical centers, we gritted our teeth and brought everyone back.”

"But it's not a loss, the military should have given us a lot of hard work in these clinics!" Although he tried his best to be brisk, he couldn't hide his worry: "It's just that there is a shortage of medicinal materials... because Su The city is besieged, and it will be even more difficult for those medicinal materials outside to be transported to Shanghai."

Blinking her eyes, Haiyao said comfortingly: "I do have some connections, I'll help you figure out a solution for the medicinal materials."

"That's a good relationship!" Zhang Luoluo's cloudy old eyes lit up, and then she took the cloth bag wrapped in silver needles and struggled to stand up: "I should go and give them needles."

However, before his butt left the chair, Haiyao pushed him to sit back.

Taking the cloth bag from the old man, Haiyao said softly, "I'll do it."

Zhang Luoluo was naturally very concerned about her medical skills, and soon fell asleep on the spot with her head tilted.

Haiyao, on the other hand, shuttled among the wounded soldiers all over the ground, giving needles to stop the bleeding and pain, and setting bones with bare hands. She was extremely busy.

So much so that a person stood at the door and looked at her curiously with complicated eyes for a long time, but she couldn't find it in time.

(End of this chapter)