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Song Haojun stood straight on the bed, not moving at all.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Suddenly, there was an exclamation of surprise from outside, and then Cheng Ziquan rushed back and shouted to the nurse, "Someone fainted, hurry up and call the doctor."

The nurse put down her work and went out at once.

This time, Song Haojun didn't move, but looked at Han Tianning's face.

He was also worried about the situation outside, but this was a hospital. There were many doctors and nurses here, so even if he went out, it would be useless.

"Ning Ning, you're awake?" The door to the ward was pushed open, and a voice called out.

He saw the frozen air between Song Haojun and Han Tianning.

"Yes." Han Tianning finally opened his eyes and looked at Yan Zhaoge.

"I'll have the nurse notify me as soon as you wake up." As if he hadn't seen Song Haojun, he walked over to the bed and gently bent down to help her cover up the bed, "Are you feeling all right now?"

"Yes." Han Tianning stared unblinkingly at Yan Zixian before suddenly saying, "I want to be alone. Can I leave by myself?"

"Of course." He smiled lovingly, before standing up and looking at Song Haojun, whose face had turned ashen, "Haojun, let's go out and have a chat."

Song Haojun ignored him, his cold gaze locking onto Han Tianning. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the IV tube, not caring if she was in pain or not, and pulled out the needle that was stuck to the medical tape.

"What are you doing?" Almost at the same time, Han Tianning and Yan Zhaoge asked in unison.

Yan Zixian stood in front of him, a trace of anger on his face.

Even if she was jealous, there was no need to use such a forceful method to bring her away right? Fortunately, Han Tianning was not seriously ill. If he was on his last breath, he would have met God by now!

"Put me down!" Han Tianning couldn't muster up any strength. In order to maintain his balance and comfort, he had no choice but to wrap his arms around Song Haojun's neck.

Song Haojun, who was being hugged by her neck, suddenly bent over and kissed her lips in front of her.

Yan Zixian's face suddenly tensed. It was different from what he felt from the monitor.

Looking at Han Tianning being kissed by another man at such a close distance, the corner of her eyes glistened with astonishment. Seeing her blush from her embarrassment, he suddenly felt an irresistible desire to seize her.

Han Tianning was stunned for a moment. She didn't have the strength to resist as she clenched her teeth and allowed him to suck her lips. Her gaze became more and more profound, like an ancient well without ripples.

It was the same with emotions. When one reached a certain depth, they could not emit any sound, but could only silently flow in the bottom of the heart.

"That's enough. She's still a patient." Yan Zixian suddenly shouted.

Song Haojun lifted up his eyes, his eyes filled with provocation, as his lips were still pressed against her silky skin.

"Put her down!" There was a distinct baleful look on Yan Zixian's face.

Song Haojun coldly looked at him, and tightly held the person in his arms, before striding out.

This time, Yanzhi did not give in. It was also the time for him to take action.

Reaching out with his other hand, he grabbed Han Tianning's arm. For the first time, he revealed his sharp teeth to his prey: "Song Haojun, do you think you can walk out of this room without my permission?"

Song Haojun knew that he wasn't trying to scare him, but he had to take Han Tianning away.

He would not allow his woman to be cared for by someone with ulterior motives.

"Let's go home, shall we?" Lowering his head, Song Haojun looked at Han Tianning's calm and terrifying eyes, asking in a low voice.

As long as she nodded, he would bring her away no matter how many people Yutang had set up outside the city.

However, Han Tianning shook his head slowly and repeated in a low voice, "Put me down."

With a heart full of expectation, Song Haojun fell to the bottom, falling so hard that it was hard to look at.

This was Han Tianning not giving himself any face after his marriage in front of others.

She was a good wife. In front of outsiders, she would never lose face.

"Song Haojun, she isn't willing to go with you." He stared at the slightly changed expression on Song Haojun's face as he spoke.

"Don't you want to come home with me?" Song Haojun felt as if something in his chest had shattered. Controlling his voice, and even a bit of gentleness, he asked.

Today, he didn't seem to have done anything excessive.

He didn't even step out when his teacher fainted in the corridor.

Can't you forgive him?

"No." Han Tianning looked him in the eye and softly said, "I don't want to repeat what I said before. If you really want to hear it again …"

"Alright." Song Haojun definitely didn't want to hear Han Tianning hate him again in front of the time he had just spent talking.

He resolutely put her back on the bed, his handsome face a mask of terrible anger.

"I will remember today." When he put her down, the instant Song Haojun bent down, he whispered in Han Tianning's ear, "Han Tianning, you are really ruthless."

Han Tianning silently watched him straighten himself before turning around and walking out of the room.

There was still no disgust, no love, no feelings in her eyes.

A sorrow greater than a death in the heart, these words were very good.

"He's gone." After a long while, he finally spoke.

"Yes." Han Tianning looked at him, his expression calm.

"I'll call the nurse to come in …"

"No need." Han Tianning sat up and gently rubbed his hand. "I want to leave this place."

"Alright." A trace of a smile flashed across Yan Ziyan's eyes. His voice was very gentle. "We're leaving now."

Outside the ward, the stiff Song Haojun restrained his urge to rush back in again. Step by step, he walked towards the stairs.

His mood, however, was as dark as the sky outside.

Why did his wife leave with another man? Wasn't his life a little too failed?

Cheng Ziquan, who was beside Shu Lan's sickbed, saw Song Haojun and immediately shouted out loud, "Teacher fainted, you just came back now …"

"Shut up!" Song Haojun suddenly shouted at her.

Cheng Ziquan shut his mouth in shock. Speaking of this, in their hearts, Song Haojun was a little strange, but he rarely got angry at women.

In general, he had a polite and safe distance from ordinary friends.

"I'm fine. It's just that I'm suffering from severe anemia, which causes me to feel dizzy." Shuran, who was on the bed, hurriedly spoke up.

Song Haojun still had a gloomy face, and didn't say anything.

"Hao Jun, are you alright?" Shulan got up from the bed, feeling the abnormality of Song Haojun.

He had always been kind to himself, and his eyes were focused, but they had changed since the night he disappeared.

She was clearly by his side, but her mind was wandering from time to time. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she was always in a free state.

What happened between him and Han Tianning that night made Shulan feel that an opportunity had come.

In this closed off hospital, Shu Lan could only hear from the doctors and nurses that there was a conflict between Song Haojun and Han Tianning.

She then learned about the news in the newspapers from Cheng Ziquan. When she heard the words "divorce" and "emotional breakup", she was secretly delighted.

If it was any other woman, Shu Lan wouldn't have the confidence to win the heart of Song Haojun.

But Han Tianning … That "Mrs. Song" who did not pay much attention to the appearance of Song Haojun, but sought unity of spirit, was a good opportunity for her.

"I'm fine." Song Haojun finally regained his composure and said to Shu Lan.

"He's also been driven out by my lovely wife, isn't he?" Cheng Ziquan felt wronged yet sour at the same time. "Mrs. Song is so awesome, letting the Yan Group's eldest young master personally carry her into the hospital and scolding her like a child …"

"Cheng Qun, shut your mouth." Song Haojun gave her a murderous look, which was as sharp as a knife.

Cheng Zi Qun was shocked by his ferocious and terrifying gaze. She opened her mouth, but was unable to utter a single word.

It was as if if if he let out one more sound, he would be killed by the look in Song Haojun's eyes.

After giving her a fierce glare, Song Haojun turned around and rushed out.

Within a few minutes, he finally made a difficult decision.

They could not allow Han Tianning and Yanzhi to leave.

Even if she scolded him once more in front of everyone, he wanted this woman to stay.

The car that was arranged by Yan Zhaoge was listening at the entrance of the Inpatient Department's building. The surroundings were obviously secretly filled with cameras and media.

All eyes were focused on the entrance to the hospital.

There were even some puppies who pretended to be injured or bribed by doctors in order to obtain first-hand information, trying to find a way to enter the ward so that they could take pictures.

Han Tianning changed into the clothes he had brought with him during the period of his narration. He wore a mask made out of sunglasses and looked at himself reflected on the bronze walls of the elevator.

The light pink windbreaker brought with it the warmth of winter, the deep red Martin boots, the crisp and sweet of a young girl, Gucci's avid glass made her look valiant and valiant, not like a sick person at all.

She had to thank him for his thoughtful words and his ability to keep her clothes ready.

She had been sent to the hospital in her pajamas and these clothes had all been sent over by the yammer. They fit her perfectly, even the size of her shoes was just right.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Han Tianning lowered his head and followed Yan Ziyan outside.

Even without raising her head, she could feel many cameras secretly aiming at her.

This way of following Yan Zhaoge out had already caused the greatest destruction to her marriage with Song Haojun.

However, Song Haojun didn't care, so she didn't have to bitterly hold on by herself.

In any case, this wasn't the first time the media had reported on the fidelity of their marriage.

Perhaps it was because the male lead had changed to a talkative person, or perhaps he had already greeted them, but the entertainment and puppies did not dare to surround them. Instead, they were filming from a distance without asking questions.

A bodyguard opened the door of the Hummer and respectfully waited for Han Tianning to enter.

"Wait a minute!" A slightly panting sound rang out in the Inpatient Department's hall. It was incomparably beautiful and melodious.

The surrounding crowd seemed to be in an uproar as the shutter sounds continuously sounded. The scattered people gradually formed a circle …

At the center of the circle was Song Haojun.

The six elevators were all stuck in another floor, so Song Haojun couldn't wait any longer. In one breath, he ran down from the second floor, breathing unsteadily.

"Wait." Taking a deep breath, Song Haojun faced the pale figure in front of the door and shouted once again.

He felt a sense of unease and uncertainty. He wasn't sure if Han Tianning would give him the chance to …