After being abused and reborn, the real daughter went crazy

Song Nanxi saw the familiar person in the ward frowned. She had visited him in her previous life, but he was no longer there at that time.

If this is the case, then the operation Song Huaicong performed on him failed?

Thinking of this, Song Nanxi raised his foot and walked in.

After all, he was one of the few people who gave her a little warmth in the previous life, and Song Nanxi had no reason not to save him.

When Elder Zou heard the voice, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.

Seeing Song Nanxi's face, he was stunned for a moment, but if he looked closely, he could see some excitement in his eyes.

So that the body did not stand still, and fell to the side.

Seeing this, Song Nanxi quickly helped him up.

"My child, thank you." Elder Zou stabilized his body and showed a kind smile towards Song Nanxi.

The old man looked more than 60 years old, and was tortured by the disease as thin as a stick, with piercing eyes, but he did not give up on himself because of his illness.

Song Nanxi could tell from his face that he was in a good state of mind, as if everything was underestimated, and life and death were nothing to him.

"Son, what's your name?" Elder Zou was supported by Song Nanxi to sit down on the bed and asked.

"Song Nanxi." The expression on Song Nanxi's face didn't change much.

"Song... Are you from the Song family in Yuncheng? Then Huai Cong is you..." The old man asked excitedly when he heard Song Nanxi's answer.

But before Song Nanxi could speak, he heard a serious scolding sound from the door: "Why are you here? What do you want to do?"

Song Huaicong hurriedly walked up to Song Nanxi, stretched out his hand and pushed her out, and looked at Song Nanxi vigilantly in front of Mr. Zou.

With the lessons learned from the past, Song Huaicong was afraid of what Song Nanxi would do to Mr. Zou.

Song Nanxi didn't expect Song Huaicong to rush over suddenly, he pushed him and slammed into the wall beside him.

After all, Song Huaicong was a tall man of 1.8 meters. Song Nanxi's body was weightless due to malnutrition, and his wrist was habitually supported on the door frame. There was only a click, and the sound of dislocation was very clear in the ward.

Song Nanxi didn't expect Song Huaicong to use such a lot of strength, and there was a piercing pain in his wrist. Doctor Song Nanxi frowned silently and resisted.

"You..." Song Huaicong didn't expect that such a push would directly dislocate Song Nanxi's wrist.

Although there was a moment of shame in my heart, when I thought of Song Qingwei's arm being broken by her like this, the shame disappeared in an instant.

Mr. Zou has always had a good impression of Song Huaicong. He is one of the best students he has ever taught, and he became an attending doctor in Jingdu Hospital at a young age.

However, this was the first time he saw Song Huaicong get angry.

Seeing Song Nanxi covering her hand, she hurriedly asked concerned: "Girl, how is your hand?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Huaicong, who was still serious, and said, "Huaicong, why are you doing what you want to do?"

"Ms. Zou, are you okay? She didn't do anything to you, did she?" Song Huaicong ignored Song Nanxi, and went back to check whether Mr. Zou was hurt by Song Nanxi.

Mr. Zou shook his head: "What can I do? I just got out of bed by myself and wanted to exercise, and I almost fell down. Thanks to this girl who helped me, please show her quickly, is her hand right?" Dislocated?"

"She helped you?" Song Huaicong obviously didn't believe it.

She saw with her own eyes how Song Nanxi broke Song Qingwei's arm. If she asked him to believe that a vicious person did such a thing, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Besides, with Song Nanxi's appearance, how could he care about a stranger?

Her heart is colder than anyone else's. Even if everyone in the Song family died in front of her, she probably wouldn't even bat an eye.

But no matter what, since Elder Zou said so, Song Nanxi's wrist dislocation was also caused by him.

He is also a doctor after all, no matter how much he hates Song Nanxi, he can't just let her get hurt.

Song Nanxi looked at Song Huaicong's direction, her face gradually turned cold, the injury on her wrist was nothing to her at all.

She looked at Song Huaicong with a sneer on her face: "Oh, you finally helped Song Qingwei get revenge? You really spared no effort?"

She didn't want Mr. Zou to see a joke because of her and Song Huaicong's affairs, and she didn't want to do anything to Song Huaicong in his ward.

Song Nanxi dislocated the wrist of her left hand. She stretched out her right hand and pressed gently on the wrist of her left hand.

"Don't move around. If your wrist is dislocated, it will be serious." Song Huaicong looked at Song Nanxi pinching his wrist indiscriminately, and reminded impatiently.

With a cold face, he walked towards Song Nanxi.

Although I don't want to, but out of the professional ethics of a doctor, I am going to help her take a look.

But Song Nanxi didn't give him this chance at all. She didn't even change her face. She touched the dislocated position of her left wrist with her right hand and exerted force. She only heard a "click" and the dislocated wrist was connected by her. Not even a frown.

When Song Huaicong saw that Song Nanxi had just connected his wrist, he froze in place.

He saw the contempt and sneer flashing in Song Nanxi's eyes, and saw that Song Nanxi didn't even look at him again, then turned and left.

Song Huaicong stood where he was and watched her leave, and it took him a long time to react.

Even if the wrist is dislocated, it still hurts, right?

But Song Nanxi didn't have a painful expression on her face, she was expressionless the whole time, as if the wrist she connected wasn't her own.

"Huaicong, is Nanxi your sister? You brothers and sisters are..." Mr. Zou couldn't help asking when he saw the way Song Huaicong and Song Nanxi got along.

"She's like that, leave her alone, how are you feeling today?" Song Huaicong didn't want to mention Song Nanxi in front of Elder Zou, and when he mentioned her, his face could not help but feel disgusted.

"Oh... I know my own body, so don't worry about it." Elder Zou sighed.

After hearing this, Song Huaicong had a serious look on his face.

He originally thought that this operation would be successful. After all, he had done so much preparatory work before, and even invited experts from Jingdu Hospital for consultation, but he did not expect that the tumor in his brain spread quickly, which made the first operation unsuccessful.

That's why he wanted to watch Professor K's surgery video, to see if he could find a solution from his surgery video?

He also thought about contacting Professor K to see if he could come forward to perform surgery on the teacher himself?

It's just that they don't even know where she is now, let alone find someone.

After Song Nanxi left the ward, she went directly to the dean's office. If she wanted to perform surgery on Elder Zou, she had to understand his condition first.