Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Tang Bilian looked at Song Yan's face with obsession.

The palm of his hand unconsciously wanted to touch Song Yan's cheek.

There was a "pop--", and Song Yan looked sarcastic, "Comrade Tang Bilian, please take care of your hands, otherwise don't blame me."

Tang Bilian's face turned pale, and she slowly approached Song Yan.

In a voice that only two people could hear, he said in a low and slow voice: "Song Yan, I know what will happen in the future!"

"Leave far away."

Song Yan's anger made Tang Bilian feel ashamed.

He stared at his eyes, as if he wanted to devour Song Yan.

"Song Yan, do you know what you are doing to me?"

Song Yan waved his hand, as if he wanted to dispel the disgusting smell in the air.

He looked calm on the outside, but inside he was agitated.

He thought about many possibilities, but this was the only one he never thought about.

As a soldier and an atheist, he had never considered this possibility before.

In his heart, he still tended to think that Tang Bilian was the most mysterious spy hidden among the people.

Good at high-end disguise.

The aura on his body became more condensed, and he looked at the woman in front of him coldly without saying a word.

Tang Bilian sensed Song Yan's suspicion and quickly explained.

"Song Yan, I didn't lie to you, you believe me."

How could Song Yan believe her.

"Finished?"

Tang Bilian became anxious when she saw Song Yan's appearance.

"Song Yan, do you know? What I know is enough to save you a lot of detours, you..."

"That's enough!" Song Yan reprimanded with sharp words: "I don't care if what you say is true or false. If there is no reason for this, I will never believe you. You'd better accept the investigation of the organization!"

"No, Song Yan, how could you do this! You!" Tang Bilian didn't expect that Song Yan would refuse such a huge temptation, she panicked!

"Song Yan, I really know! Tomorrow, just tomorrow, our country will win the first Olympic gold medal in shooting."

Song Yan suddenly sat up, ignoring the pain in his chest and staring at Tang Bilian.

"So what if you know? Do you dare to tell it? Comrade Tang Bilian, you should know the consequences of letting others know."

Tang Bilian was stunned for a moment, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

She is a person who has lived two lifetimes. If she really says it, regardless of whether she is a spy or not, her future may be...

Looking up and seeing the warning in Song Yan's eyes, Tang Bilian was covered in cold sweat.

Since her rebirth, she has always been arrogant and thought that she was the proud one of heaven and that she was the controller of this world.

Now......

If I hadn't been obsessed with Song Yan, would I have been able to live a better life?

Unfortunately, that is now impossible.

Tang Bilian bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

When he walked to the door and was taken out of the ward, he suddenly turned to look at Song Yan with a vicious look on his lips.

"Song Yan, do you think that bitch Li Qingran is a good thing? She should have died long ago!"

After that, the whole person was taken away.

Song Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and for a long time he felt a line of sight at the door staring at him.

He looked over unconsciously.

This person came here with Chief Yao.

Why is he looking at himself like this?With scrutiny, dissatisfaction and threats?

Do you know him yourself?

Just when I was about to ask something, I saw him turn around and leave.

Song Yan was in a state of confusion at this time, and he was not without a trace of doubt.

For example, he seemed to have heard Ran Ran's words before.

Is that an illusion?

Or something else?

Although there is a high probability that Tang Bilian is a spy...

The more he thought about it, the more confused Song Yan became.

He forcefully pulled out the syringe under his hand.

Ignoring the wounds on his body, he stumbled towards the door.

The guarding soldier was shocked when he saw it. "Comrade Song, what are you doing?"

"Comrade, please take me to Dr. Yang."

Seeing his persistence, Xiao Bing couldn't help pushing a wheelchair for him.

Send the person to Yang Guang's office.

Yang Guang was still drinking tea, and his face turned green with fear. This ancestor was dying from such a major operation.

He lectured sternly: "Comrade Song Yan, our doctors dislike patients like you the least. You don't follow medical orders."

Song Yan shook his head apologetically, "Dr. Yang, I have something to consult with you."

Seeing his serious expression, Yang Guang closed the door.

"Comrade Song, what's your problem?"

Song Yan's words rolled in his throat for a long time, and finally he asked.

"Dr. Yang, I want you to keep this matter secret today."

Yang Guang was stunned and nodded.

"What if I always feel like I can hear someone's voice?"

"Comrade Song, what specific sound is it?"

He thought Song Yan was talking about tinnitus before, but now it looks like that's not the case?

Song Yan hesitated, "It just feels like the voice of a person speaking."

Speech sounds?

"Do you hear it all the time or occasionally?"

Song Yan shook his head, "It seems to be by chance?"

Yang Guang touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Comrade Song Yan, let me do a head CT for you first."

Yang Guang soon took the results and looked at them again and again, "Comrade Song Yan, your test results don't have much problem, but the blood clot in your head has not completely dissipated. I think your current situation may be related to this. I suggest you pay more attention."

Song Yan felt relieved when he got the answer.

As long as he is not terminally ill, he should still be able to be saved. It may be what Dr. Yang said, as long as the blood clot is gone.

At this time, he was more worried about Ran Ran's situation.

He also visited Dachuan on the way and found that he was very good. He was talking and laughing with Dr. Fang, so he was too embarrassed to bother him and returned to the ward.

That night, Song Yan stayed up all night, and early the next morning he heard the soldiers outside the door talking excitedly.

"We got our first gold medal! That's great!"

At this moment, Song Yan was stunned, remembering what Tang Bilian said yesterday, tomorrow, just tomorrow, our country will win the first Olympic gold medal in shooting.

Does she really know what's going to happen in the future?

Song Yan, who was originally convinced that Tang Bilian was a spy, was completely confused.

Is it...

"Song Yan?"

He looked at the smiling man staring at him at the door, with surprise in his eyes.

"Did they let you out?"

Li Qingran slowly put down the enamel jar in his hand, "Yes, I came out last night."

Song Yan took the enamel jar and saw a red patch on her hand.

Li Qingran instinctively put her hands behind her back, and Song Yan took her hand distressedly.

It seems that Bai Lianhua is not talking nonsense, so she is smart.

Song Yan's hand froze.

It's over, the sound is coming again!