The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 183 - 150: Extra - for Monthly Ticket

Jiang Xiaoshan’s face flashed with deep sorrow, silently driving the car, while Su Qing’s eyes were lifeless, her face stricken with grief.

The atmosphere inside the car was oppressive and gloomy, yet Lan Tian seemed unfazed, glancing at the two as they closed their eyes to rest.

The military vehicle sped along the road, rushing towards the Military District Hospital in Shanghai, with roadside scenery flashing by. The car was very quiet, their heavy breathing audible to the ears.

After a long while, Su Qing finally spoke, "Battalion commander has had an accident, sister-in-law."

Having said that, this robust man actually cried like a young bride, sobbing with great frustration, continuing through tears, "A year ago, to save me, the battalion commander was blown away by a stray grenade, and he has been in a coma ever since. The doctor said if he does not wake up soon, he may never wake up again, woo woo woo."

Alright, they brought her here to seek medical advice.

Suddenly, Lan Tian’s pupils contracted, a dark gleam flashed in her eyes. The injury from a year ago meant that Mo Junhua had been back in Shanghai for a year, yet nobody in the military informed her.

Who didn’t want her to know about Mo Junhua?

Zhou Yuwei.

Thinking it through, Lan Tian could think of no one else. However, Zhou Yuwei was just a low-ranking nurse without much authority. She couldn’t cover the sky with one hand, deceiving and concealing Mo Junhua’s situation. Above Mo Junhua was a regiment commander who recognized his potential from his anonymity and developed a deep, battle-forged bond with him.

To be able to conceal it from the regiment commander and lock down the information, unless she had someone backing her, and someone whose military rank and position were not lower than Mo Junhua’s regiment commander, enabling her to be so fearless.

Who exactly is it?

In her past life, Lan Tian lived very confusedly, not knowing many things happening in the military, who were Mo Junhua’s adversaries or friends, she was clueless and had no leads to find the person behind this.

If the person behind this was targeting only Mo Junhua, Lan Tian could ignore it, but if they were targeting her and her family, a cold glint flashed in Lan Tian’s eyes, don’t blame her for being ruthless, a cultivator had numerous eerie and unpredictable ways to make an ordinary person disappear without a trace.

Suddenly, both Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan sitting in front shuddered simultaneously, a strong murderous aura momentarily stiffening their bodies, looking around cautiously and vigilantly, wondering where the murderous intent came from.

The murderous aura came quickly and left quickly; before they could grasp what was happening, it was gone.

Lan Tian glanced at them indifferently and continued, "So, Mo Junhua has been transferred to the Military District Hospital in Shanghai for almost a year now?"

Su Qing nodded as he wiped his tears and snot.

"Why wasn’t I notified by someone in the military? Could they not find my location in Shanghai, or was there some other reason?"

The expressions of Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan turned awkward, their eyes darting around, not daring to face Lan Tian.

"How has he been taken care of all this time?"

This time both Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan’s faces turned flush, seemingly in shame, almost wanting to bury their heads in the ground.

What’s going on?

Watching their ever-changing expressions through the rearview mirror, Lan Tian suddenly realized, could it be that Zhou Yuwei was the one taking care of Mo Junhua?

No wonder the two of them couldn’t face her, wearing expressions of shame. It was known within the army that Zhou Yuwei had pursued Mo Junhua. Surely, Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan were aware of it.

Lan Tian closed her eyes and said nothing.

After driving for three to four hours, they arrived at the Military District Hospital. Lan Tian excused herself to use the restroom and sent a communication token to Grandma Sun and the others, informing them of urgent military business and that she would stay in the military, returning home a few days later, asking Mo Yuanle to request leave from the school for her. After sending the token, Lan Tian followed Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan to the special ward of the hospital.

At the entrance of the special ward, there were guards who let Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan through but stopped Lan Tian, questioning her identity.

"The things that should not be asked are vigorously asked. Look clearly, this is the wife of our battalion commander. From now on when you see her, you must let her pass, do you hear?" Su Qing scolded, leaving the two guards red-faced with embarrassment. They had only asked because it was their duty. They had never seen her before, who knew she was the Camp Commander’s wife.

The young soldier returned to his post, the more he thought about it, the more something seemed off. Wasn’t the Camp Commander’s wife always at the hospital taking care of him? Where did another wife come from?

Forget it, it’s not up to a mere soldier like him to worry about the commander’s affairs; he’d better just focus on his duty.

Su Qing and the other person led Lan Tian up to the second floor. Lan Tian strolled leisurely behind them, looking like he was walking in a leisurely garden, but in reality, he was only two steps away from them, maintaining this distance steadily without rushing.

After walking some distance, Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan suddenly stopped. Lan Tian looked up and saw room number 236 on the wall—a room that should belong to Mo Junhua.

Looking at the door, which was half-closed and obscured the view inside, Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan stood by the door without any intention to enter. They stood there just right to block the view inside, also blocking Lan Tian from entering.

The expressions on Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan were not very good; gloomy. They did not expect Nurse Zhou to be so shameless, having no modesty of a young lady at all. Her gaze at the commander was hungry.

No wonder the commander never had a pleasant face when seeing her.

They didn’t understand; with so many men in the army, some of them holding positions even higher than the commander, and a few of them unmarried, showing some interest in Nurse Zhou, why couldn’t she see others but persistently hovered around the commander, knowing well that he was married.

From the corner of his eyes, Lan Tian glanced at the quietly standing and cool-faced man behind him, Lan Tian. Comparing them, unless the commander’s brain was kicked by a donkey, he wouldn’t choose Nurse Zhou over Lantian’s wife. Fortunately, they came this time, otherwise, sister-in-law would see such a scene and feel heartbroken.

Lan Tian raised his eyebrows, curious about what was happening inside that made them look so upset. Using his Divine Sense, he scanned inside the room and saw Zhou Yuwei wiping the arms of the unconscious Mo Junhua. Her movements were careful, her expression shy, her cheeks blushing, and her eyes filled with ripples as she touched his arm, glancing affectionately at Mo Junhua.

Lan Tian felt a chill. Zhou Yuwei indeed lived up to her reputation as a white lotus, able to show such emotions even towards a man in a coma, really something else.

He smirked, not missing any opportunity to get close to Mo Junhua. This perseverance was astonishing; truly none before and none to come, in other words, reaching the pinnacle of achievement, beyond what normal people could comprehend.

Lan Tian’s gaze sharpened. The people behind Zhou Yuwei, with profound backgrounds and power, had arranged for her to return to the Military District Hospital and take care of Mo Junhua alone for a year—a situation that strangely became regarded as normal by the hospital.

Too strange!

What could be their motive?

Lan Tian was baffled.

He pulled memories from his past life from his Sea of Consciousness to see if he could find any clues, peeling threads from the cocoon to identify the person behind the scenes and prepare for defense, as being in the dark while the enemies were in light was too passive; it would be better if their positions were reversed.

Lan Tian didn’t remember much about Mo Junhua’s matters. They had never interacted, and whenever Mo Junhua went on missions, he never told Lan Tian about it, not even how long he would be gone, and since Lan Tian had no close friends in the army, he had no way of knowing; thus, he knew very little about Mo Junhua’s affairs.

In his past life, there had been no occurrence of Mo Junhua going back to the battlefield. Lan Tian, who had just been brought from Mo Village to the military by Mo Junhua that year, had never left Mo Village before. Surrounded by unfamiliar crowds and environment, the scrutinizing gaze of the people made him constantly uneasy and insecure, and too shy to interact for fear that his strong local accent would be laughed at.

He hadn’t been in the army for long when Taohua came looking for him.

Being in a strange place and finally meeting someone familiar, Lan Tian was really happy, even though Taohua never looked up to him; it felt like finding a community.

Then, Taohua told him that Mo Junhua had had a girlfriend in the army before, whom he liked very much. When he returned from a mission, that girl had married another man, so he had never married. If it weren’t for Wang Guiyu pressuring him with the threat of death, Mo Junhua would not have gone back to the village to marry a country girl.

Mo Junhua had always had that girl in his heart.

Lan Tian couldn’t remember how he felt at the time, only that his mind went blank. Taohua also mentioned that the girl couldn’t forget Mo Junhua and had divorced her husband, now returning to work in the medical unit of the regiment, wanting to rekindle the old relationship with Mo Junhua.

Taohua said she was the bad woman who broke up someone’s relationship.

Because of Taohua’s words, for a long time, Lan Tian felt like a bad woman, too ashamed to see Zhou Yuwei.

Thinking of this, Lan Tian felt like slapping himself a few times; he lived so oppressed in his past life, all because of his own stupidity, taking others’ words for granted. Though he knew deep down what Taohua said was wrong, he couldn’t pinpoint where exactly, and he still felt he was the bad person.

How was she bad?

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