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

Li Qingran saw that he was about to turn around and go to the hospital.

He quickly said: "Song Yan, I'm fine. I'm not injured and don't need to go to the hospital. And I'm a doctor myself..."

Song Yan paused for a moment, then curled up his fingers slightly.

"If a doctor doesn't heal himself, he should go see him."

Li Qingran saw that he didn't want to comment, and for a moment, he didn't know how to refute.

That's all, if only he could rest assured.

When we arrived at the hospital, the emergency room attendant was shocked as to why Dr. Li was brought in by his lover.

"Doctor Li, what are you doing?"

Seeing Nurse Liu's nervous look, Li Qingran smiled and said, "It's okay. I just encountered something. He was worried and wanted to take me for a checkup."

There is a need to check that Song Yan thinks you need to check.

Xiao Liu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Li Qingran's explanation, "Then I'll call Doctor Dou to take a look at you."

Li Qingran was stunned, "Ye Lin didn't come?"

"I asked for leave, so Dr. Dou is here today."

Dou Jiang walked over quickly, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

"Her head seems to be uncomfortable. She didn't hit it or knock it, it just hurts."

Dou Jiang was stunned, "Okay, just to be on the safe side, Dr. Li, go and take a X-ray."

Li Qingran couldn't refuse for a while.

Soon, the filming was completed, and Li Qingran looked at Song Yan who was serious.

"How about it, Deputy Song, am I okay?"

Song Yan thought about what Dr. Dou Jiang said just now and nodded, but he knew that Ran Ran must be feeling uncomfortable. For a moment, he became even more worried.

"Okay, let's go back. By the way, Song Yan, there's something I want to tell you about Ye Lin."

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the hospital, they met Xiao Guo running over in a hurry. .

"Hello, sister-in-law! Hello, deputy commander!"

"Deputy regiment, the division commander asked you to go back. He said he had something to discuss with you."

Song Yan looked at Li Qingran apologetically, "Ranran, I'm sorry."

"Work is important."

Song Yan immediately turned around and ran outside quickly.

Li Qingran left the hospital, still thinking about what happened just now.

I remembered Wu Dongmei saying that there was an old lady looking at her door.

Li Qingran quickened his pace and walked towards home.

When we arrived at the door of the house, sure enough, the strand of hair fell out.

The lock on the door obviously showed signs of being picked, but it was not opened.

Li Qingran took out the key and glanced at the yard.

Suddenly there was a rare sound.

There is someone in the house.

Li Qingran casually picked up the wooden stick placed in the yard and used it as self-defense.

As soon as he got closer, he heard a familiar voice muttering curses.

"You little bitch, you don't have anything valuable. Damn, I think she has made a fortune. I didn't expect that she is a poor person, but this house will be mine soon."

"If I have so many medicinal materials at home, I won't be afraid of eating them to death. It would be better if she dies of illness."

"There are so many men's clothes left at home. Little whores and sluts are always stealing things from people."

Li Qingran looked around for a long time and found that Mrs. Song was the only one.

He walked straight in with the stick in hand.

His eyes were as cold as cold pools, and his face was sulky.

Mrs. Song, who was still cursing, was startled.

"You little whore, are you trying to scare me to death? You can't make a sound when you walk. People don't behave like ghosts. You are a bitch."

While cursing, he pinched his waist and pointed at Li Qingran, "What are you looking at? I dug out your eyes."

"Whose eyes are you going to dig out?" Li Qingran's voice was like ice slag.

Mrs. Song was startled and instinctively took a few steps back, feeling guilty.

"Of course I dug out your little bitch's eyes. Don't think that if you take away that white-eyed wolf like Song Xiaoxiao, everything will be fine for you bitch. I will teach you what filial piety is today."

Li Qingran ignored Mrs. Song's actions and glanced at the room that had been turned over.

"Can you translate it?"

Mrs. Song's eyes were rolling, "So what if it's me? You eat my son's things, use my son's things, and you want to turn the world upside down?"

As she talked, Mrs. Song felt that something was not right.

Li Qingran's glaring indifference, sarcasm, and mocking eyes were like looking at a clown.

For a moment, Mrs. Song felt that she had seen the disdainful and ridiculing eyes of the villagers, and the occasional insults and curses began to linger in her mind, and she suddenly became angry.

So what if the third child is not his son? I have raised him for so many years.

"you....."

Before she could curse, the wooden stick in Li Qingran's hand knocked Old Mrs. Song to the ground with the wind.

Mrs. Song's head hit the ground with a "bang" sound, and she let out a muffled groan.

Her vision went dark and she almost fainted. "You little whore, how dare you hit me!"

Li Qingran raised her lips, but the smile on her face didn't have a trace of warmth.

"You say it again?"

Mrs. Song's throat seemed to have been stuffed with stones, and she couldn't even utter a word.

Li Qingran dragged the wooden stick and walked slowly towards Mrs. Song.

"How about I just scold you? You little whore, you took away my daughter and encouraged my son not to send money to my family. Now that I'm here, if you are sensible, just be obedient. Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to kill you. .”

Mrs. Song's face was full of viciousness, and her expression became more and more ferocious.

"Kill us? It's up to you."

Mrs. Song's eyes flashed slightly, "Who are you looking down on? I've asked about the unruly little bitch. You often bring men back. I'm afraid you don't come back to steal them and break their shoes."

Li Qingran flipped her wrist and hit Mrs. Song directly on the cheek with the wooden stick.

It was fast and cruel, and Mrs. Song's face suddenly swelled up, and several yellowed old teeth suddenly fell out of her mouth.

"W-Fight with-Ni-"

While covering his face, he picked up the stool next to him and threw it at Li Qingran.

Before Li Qingran could fight back, he saw Rong San next to him kicking the person away.

"Ouch, oh my god, it hurts me so much. Stop fighting, stop fighting."

Mrs. Song knelt down and begged for mercy.

Mrs. Song stumbled towards the yard, shouting: "Help, it's unreasonable! I'm beating someone!"

But Mrs. Song's calculation was wrong. The neighborhood where Li Qingran lived basically had very good relations with the neighbors, and there were many people who had benefited from Li Qingran's medical skills.

No one helped her at all.

instead.

"Dr. Li, is someone making trouble? We'll call the police for you!"

"That's right! This old lady is not a good person at first glance."

Mrs. Song was stunned, how could these people behave differently than expected.

Gritting his teeth, "You, you..."

He quickly got up and ran towards the door.