The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 185 - 152

"What are you following me for?" Lan Tian glanced at her, with a faint displeasure in his eyes.

"There’s nothing in particular, just seeing if I can lend a hand." All three people in the room knew her real identity—Zhou Yuwei was self-aware and knew she had no say in front of them, thus her smile was rather forced.

Her words, however, reminded Su Qing—he was aware of Lan Tian’s capability. Although Jiang Xiaoshan had never seen it, after Zhao Li recovered unexpectedly following her care, he surmised it had something to do with Lan Tian. They insisted on having Lan Tian come over to check on the battalion commander and find out the truth about why he hadn’t woken up from the bed for a year.

Walking over and wedging himself between Lan Tian and Zhou Yuwei, Su Qing was a rough man with rather crude actions. He didn’t show pity because Zhou Yuwei was a woman, shoving her aside and causing her to retreat a few steps before she could steady herself.

Lan Tian had never found Su Qing so endearing, even giving him a light smile in return, which really embarrassed Su Qing.

Zhou Yuwei watched Su Qing with a look as if she’d seen a ghost, incredulity filled her eyes. The men she knew would all look at her with adoration, eager to treat her wholeheartedly well, and none had been as rough with her as Su Qing. Her dignified and gentle smile nearly collapsed on her face.

The frustration in her heart was indescribable, a mix of anger, grievance, and heartache surged within her. Annoyed by Su Qing’s ignorance, she had always led a smooth-sailing life apart from the setbacks with Mo Junhua.

But ever since meeting Mo Junhua, all her efforts had turned into a joke. Her former colleagues at the Military District Hospital ridiculed her behind her back, laughing that she left the hospital for a man, forfeiting a bright future, yet the man she loved married someone else.

Without a future, she couldn’t even hold onto the man. The more she gave, the more unwilling she felt in the end. Seeing all the love, care, and pampering Mo Junhua bestowed upon Lan Tian filled her with hate, jealousy, and the desire to ruin their relationship.

She knew it was wrong, but couldn’t help herself, repeatedly seeking Mo Junhua’s attention only to find herself shunned by his subordinates as if she were a plague.

But this time was different, Mo Junhua was her lifesaver. It has always been the case of beauties falling for heroes, and heroes being tested by beauties’ charms. With this favor alone, no one would be able to drive her away from Mo Junhua’s side.

While Zhou Yuwei was pondering how she would get along with Mo Junhua in the future, Jiang Xiaoshan also squeezed through, almost causing Zhou Yuwei to stumble. Just like Su Qing, he eagerly fixed his gaze upon Lan Tian.

Twice nearly pushed by men, Zhou Yuwei was embarrassed, and what she couldn’t tolerate even more was making a fool of herself in front of Lan Tian. She subconsciously turned to look at her but saw Lan Tian only caring about Mo Junhua on the bed, not even glancing her way, and awkwardly turned back, gripping the bedsheet tightly.

No one cared about her feelings, Zhou Yuwei whose eyes always held a graceful smile now flashed with a venomous shadow. Just wait! Once she got together with Mo Junhua, she would then deal with them.

She composed herself and turned back with a soft and timid demeanor, walking over, maintaining a step’s distance from Jiang Xiaoshan to avoid being pushed again.

The coldness in Lan Tian’s eyes deepened a bit—she had seen all of Zhou Yuwei’s moves, truly the White Lotus who had played Mo Junhua around in her past life, adjusting her emotions quickly, already recovering.

If one does not respect oneself, how can they expect respect from others?

If you don’t respect yourself, it’s impossible for others to respect you. Zhou Yuwei, if you insist on pushing yourself into a dead end, hehe, this is just the beginning.

Lan Tian circled the bed, and the two thought she was diagnosing the battalion commander, unaware of Lan Tian’s real thoughts.

Lan Tian curled her lips, smiling with no good intentions, suddenly raising her right hand to look. Her five fingers were slender, fair, and tender like premium white jade, glowing with a luminous sheen, the nails round and full, seeming to cast a sparkle with every movement.

Lan Tian made a claw-shaping gesture, but heard a faint gasp from Zhou Yuwei beside her. Glancing at Zhou Yuwei, she suddenly reached towards Mo Junhua’s neck. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Zhou Yuwei’s eyes widen in shock and fear, instinctively stepping forward, trying to stop her.

But no matter how fast she was, she wasn’t quicker than Lan Tian.

Her hand nearly reaching Mo Junhua’s neck, Lan Tian’s wrist turned and landed on his hospital gown’s collar, patting it, "It seems a bit dirty here," she then looked sideways at Zhou Yuwei, "Miss Zhou, do you have something to say?" frёeωebɳovel.com

Her gaze fell upon Zhou Yuwei, who wasn’t wearing a nurse’s uniform but casual clothes—a long-sleeved dress with blue and white checkered patterns, an off-the-shoulder neckline, long hair draped over, a small blue hair clip on the side. The cinched waist of the dress made her slender midsection even more delicate, complemented by her small face and large, watery eyes, her mere presence was enough to evoke compassion.

Unfortunately, the three in the room, one woman and two men, were not the type to pity or spoil women. Her act was futile.

Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan both turned to look at her.

Zhou Yuwei pursed her lips, displaying a wronged look as if she dared not complain. Seeing that Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan were indifferent, she forced a strained smile, "It’s nothing."

Lan Tian gave an ’oh’, his smile meaningful. Catching Zhou Yuwei’s gaze constantly sweeping over Mo Junhua’s collar, he curved his lips upward, because her hand was still on Mo Junhua’s collar.

With a flick of his wrist, he patted Mo Junhua’s shoulder and suddenly pinched his face. Turning his head, he saw Zhou Yuwei gaping at him in surprise and Lan Tian responded with an indifferent smile.

Neither Su Qing, nor Jiang Xiaoshan had expected her to make such a bold and inappropriate move, staring at her as if in a trance.

"Well-deserved reputation of the Military District Hospital, they really take good care of the patients!" Lan Tian’s expression was indifferent, as if he hadn’t seen their surprise, behaving as if nothing was amiss, he sat down on the bed next to him.

Zhou Yuwei felt a flush on her face, always feeling that Lan Tian’s look implied something else. Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan, both breaking out in a cold sweat, glanced at Zhou Yuwei next to them, their gazes flickering, not daring to look at Lan Tian.

Lan Tian’s expression was serious, his brows furrowed in contemplation.

Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan tensed up, eyes glued to her face, not wanting to miss any slight expression.

Zhou Yuwei looked at Lan Tian, then at Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan, unable to guess what sort of medicine these three were buying, her gaze cycling suspiciously over the trio, the confusion deepening in her eyes.

How did Su Qing and the others find Lan Tian?

Shanghai was so vast, finding someone wasn’t as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack, but it wasn’t easy either. However, if you say it’s easy, it sure is, all depending on the person’s status.

Zhou Yuwei’s expression didn’t show it, but inside she was full of regret. She should have never let them know that Mo Junhua was being treated here. She had told them with the intention of showing Mo Junhua and his people that it was she who had always been silently caring for Mo Junhua, the one who had selflessly dedicated herself to Mo Junhua for no reason.

Whereas Lan Tian had done nothing for Mo Junhua; when Mo Junhua was injured and alone in the hospital, Lan Tian was living it up alone in Shanghai. Comparing the two, they would naturally see her goodness and gradually come to accept her presence by Mo Junhua’s side.

Zhou Yuwei had calculated the beginning, but not the end. As a result, they had brought Lan Tian over, clearly intent on causing her trouble.

Her gaze swept ambiguously over the three of them; the situation inside the room was very unfavorable for her. Three against one, Lan Tian’s side was much stronger than hers. Alone, she could not sustain against the three of them. Lan Tian, having lived in Shanghai for years, had become an even more enigmatic and difficult person to deal with.

Maybe, she should also look for some external help, someone like Chu Yang.

Thinking of Chu Yang, Zhou Yuwei’s heart filled with secret resentment. Back in the day, he had tried to deceive her into bed with sweet talk, convincing her only to become fixated on Lan Tian after that. Zhou Yuwei was both jealous and thrilled at the time, hoping Lan Tian would end up with the same fate as her, thinking that Lan Tian, inexperienced as she was, would also be deceived by him. Yet two years had passed, and Chu Yang hadn’t even touched a hair on her head.

Useless!

Zhou Yuwei cursed inwardly, regretting that she had been so blind as to cooperate with him.

On the other hand, Chu Yang was indeed a capable man, managing to keep Mo Junhua’s injury a secret within the hospital, even the battalion didn’t receive the news, and the hospital even provided a special ward to isolate from general patients. The two of them could still work together.

Lan Tian cast a glance at Zhou Yuwei, her eyes flickering, knowing she was up to some scheme again.

An eerie silence pervaded the room. As Lan Tian remained silent, a heavy, oppressive atmosphere enveloped them. With time slipping by, Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan’s expressions grew increasingly grave.

Could it be that the battalion commander’s condition had truly become hopeless?

Just as Su Qing was about to ask about the battalion commander’s exact condition, she heard Lan Tian say, "Why is Miss Zhou here?"

Zhou Yuwei was stunned, not expecting Lan Tian to ask her this question. She came back to her senses and looked at Lan Tian.

Had she not heard what was said before?

Impossible!

Even Jiang Xiaoshan had heard it; there’s no way she hadn’t! With an inquiring look at Lan Tian, she saw his indifferent gaze resting on her, as if he was waiting for her to respond.

Zhou Yuwei instinctively avoided Lan Tian’s gaze.

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