Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Contradiction and conflict are the basic elements of drama creation and the important driving force for the development of the plot. It is like she, as a supporting role, just escaped death and met an unexpected person.

In a farmer's house, Song Lianhe was tied to a pillar.

She finally figured out why Zhang Yu escaped so quickly. She thought that he must have escaped through the secret passage in the rockery and the underground river.

Zhang Yu's hands were disabled, his wrists were severely red and swollen, his face was very pale, and his mental state was almost crazy.

Several men in black were guarding the surroundings. Judging from their attire, they should be the same group of men in black who raided the southern waiter.

"Haha..." He noticed Jie Ran's terrifying laughter, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed from time to time, "You never thought, the situation would change, and you fell into my hands again!"

"Hand?" Song Lianhe sneered, "Which hand? The crippled one? No, both of your hands are crippled. Do you have a third hand? Haha, you must have one, otherwise, how could you have stolen Song Xingfeng's wife?"

Every one of her few words hit his sore spots, especially since her hand was crippled by Zhou Cangyan!

"I think you also want to experience the feeling of having your hands disabled, right?"

He grinned and was about to ask his men to come forward, but Song Lianhe said slowly, "You must be suffering from a high fever right now. You must be feeling very uncomfortable."

Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes with a fierce look.

"Before you arrested me, didn't you understand clearly what I do?"

"You are... a doctor?"

"Of course."

Sure enough, Zhang Yu was moved by what he said.

This place is remote, where can we find a doctor? If we want to see a doctor, we have to go to the city, but going back is undoubtedly a trap. Zhang Yu can only take medicine to temporarily stop the pain.

"Can you heal me?"

Song Lianhe was also fearless. She gestured to the ropes on her body and said, "I'm not used to talking to people like this."

Zhang Yu signaled his men to untie her.

Song Lianhe moved his hands and feet, "I'm hungry."

Snapped!

The man on the seat suddenly threw the tea bowl to the ground, "Don't push your luck!"

"Oh, then kill me! Come on, come on!" Song Lianhe looked like she had given up. "Anyway, you know that my husband wants to let you go for the sake of your mistress's daughter! He doesn't even care that you wanted to get your hands on me! He is so heartless and ungrateful, what's the point of me living? Why don't you do a good deed and kill me and put an end to it all! Maybe he will find his conscience and avenge me, and then I can rest in peace."

Suddenly remembering something, she immediately added, "Oh, yes, it would be best if you torture me as much as you can! The more miserable the better! This way he will feel more guilty and will never forget me."

Seeing her finish speaking with a smile, Zhang Yu thought she was crazy.

However, he had been in the entertainment industry for a long time and had seen many unhappy women like this. In order to win back or take revenge on their husbands, some of them did even more extreme things than her.

Zhang Yu had to hold back his anger, gritted his teeth, and said, "Bring her some food!"

Song Lianhe smiled when he heard it, "That's hard work."

Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and waited until she finally burped, then he couldn't wait to ask, "Is it time to heal my hand now?"

Song Lianhe then examined him reluctantly. She felt a chill in her heart, thinking that the blow was too heavy-handed. She was afraid that even if she reconnected his tendons, there would be sequelae. It would be absolutely impossible for him to use a knife.

What's more, she had no intention of actually connecting him.

Song Lianhe is a vengeful person. As a doctor, he should be kind-hearted, but he should treat those who are worthy.

The relationship between Zhang Yu and the man in black is unknown, but the encirclement and suppression of the southern prostitutes is closely related to him.

"It can be cured."

Hearing her words, Zhang Yu's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go ask Song Xilan how I brought her back to life."

Zhang Yu had also received information about Song Xilan's poisoning, so she believed her words without a doubt.

Song Lianhe asked for paper and pen immediately.

"Go to the pharmacy to get some medicine."

The man in black looked at the prescription, turned around and left.

Song Lianhe found some wood and fixed his wrist, but his movements were not very gentle and Zhang Yu hissed in pain from time to time.

After wrapping it, Zhang Yu was already sweating profusely. He glared at her and said, "You did it on purpose!"

"Yes." Song Lianhe smiled and said obediently, "What can you do to me?"

Zhang Yu was very angry, but she couldn't move until her hand was healed.

Seeing that he stopped talking and only looked at her with a pair of sinister and hateful eyes, Song Lianhe did not intend to let him go. He pulled his chair closer to him and asked, "I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask it or not."

Zhang Yu's hand is still hurting now, so how can he have time to take care of her!

"Don't ask if you don't want to ask!"

"Okay, then I'll ask... Looking at your condition that day, you should be incapable of sexual intercourse, but what about the baby in Liu Wanqing's belly? Is it yours? Or... a transplant?"

Zhang Yu's originally pale face turned red with anger because of her words.

She really didn't want to live anymore because she dared to mention his physical defects in front of him!

However, Zhang Yu did not intend to let her go.

So, Zhang Yu calmed himself down, suppressed his anger, closed his eyes and simply kept silent.

"No, your attitude is not conducive to our communication!"

Song Lianhe pulled the chair closer to him, "If, I mean if, that child is yours, can you tell me how you did it?"

Zhang Yu gritted his teeth, sweat on his forehead, and it was unclear whether he was angry or anxious.

"If you leave like this, what will happen to Liu Wanqing? She will not be able to survive in the general's mansion. Maybe she and her child will be in danger!"

"enough!"

Zhang Yu angrily said, "She is just a successor who helped me get to the throne! Whether she lives or dies, what does it have to do with me?"

"Tsk tsk, you are so heartless~" Song Lianhe seemed to deliberately provoke him, and said: "But in my opinion, he really cared about you. Not only did he beg his daughter, who was the princess, but he also sent assassins to the south to rescue you! But unfortunately, you ran away a long time ago."

Zhang Yu suddenly sneered.

"She sent someone? She has to have the ability to do that!"

"Could it be... you?" Song Lianhe sneered immediately, not believing it at all, and shook his head: "If you really have such ability, how could you be caught by us? Shouldn't these people have rescued you long ago? Why bother jumping into the underground river and filling your stomach with water!"

Perhaps it was the sarcasm in her words that made him very unhappy. Zhang Yu frowned and said with a forced smile: "These people were left by the master for me to use in Dacheng! Zhou Cangyan cut off my hands, how could I let him go? It's a pity that they couldn't catch him!" He gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"What's so strange about not being able to catch him? If he were Tianshazhan, he'd be my husband! It would be amazing if you caught him!" Song Lianhe was not stingy with his praise.