The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 206 - 170

It was on the battlefield, where they were comrades in arms; he could never stand by and watch as a comrade got wounded, no matter who it was, he would rescue them.

"You’ve been in a coma for a year, and Zhou Yuwei has been taking care of you for a whole year. It’s evident how deeply she feels for you. You have a passionate man, and she a willing woman; should I make room for you two?" freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Mo Junhua’s face remained cold as he looked straight at Lan Tian without uttering a word.

"Oh, right, she also read love poems to you, let me recite one for you. ’Tea flowers bloom in the mountains, yet the person from afar does not return. The clouds on the horizon carry away my longing, have you heard the message brought by the wind...’" Lan Tian imitated Zhou Yuwei’s tone, his voice fluctuating melodically, akin to the warbling of orioles.

"I’m tired, I want to sleep. Don’t disturb me." Damned girl, not a day goes by without her vexing him; Zhou Yuwei knows to read poetry, yet she never even wrote him a letter, such a heartless wench.

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Yanhua stood downstairs with her parcel, looking up at the second floor before wandering aimlessly around. This hospital belonged to the military; it was not open to the public. It wasn’t often she had such an opportunity, so it was worth taking a look around because it would be difficult to get back in once she was out.

A large city is truly different; even the hospitals cannot be compared to those in a county town. Look around—there’s a garden, covered bridges, and even rest areas. How wonderful it would be if she could work as a nurse here! Yanhua could only wish.

Unwittingly, she made her way to a secluded part of the garden where there was no path ahead. Yanhua was about to turn back when she noticed someone under a tree nearby. She exclaimed softly. Wasn’t that the woman who had rushed out just now, the one called Zhou Yuwei? She squinted, pondering for a moment, before striding over.

After Zhou Yuwei rushed out, she went to find Chu Yang to discuss their plans. Unfortunately, he wasn’t around, and she couldn’t openly search for him. Their private dealings were unknown to others in the hospital, and making a scene searching for him would be like telling everyone they had an illicit affair.

She couldn’t return to the dorm for the time being. Cai Mingming was there, and going back would only result in another quarrel. That foolish woman—if it wasn’t for her, Zhou Yuwei wouldn’t have been so embarrassed today. Frustrated and with nowhere to vent, she had run out here.

She picked a flower and rubbed it ferociously, as if the flower was her enemy, "Die, die, why haven’t you died yet. Lan Tian, you’ve always ruined my plans, I won’t let you off, just die!"

The delicate petals were crushed into a pulp, the bright red juice staining Zhou Yuwei’s hands. She looked down at her hands with a crazed glint in her eyes.

Yanhua approached and upon hearing the latter part about ’not letting Lan Tian off,’ curled her lips into a smile, "Excuse me, are you Comrade Zhou Yuwei?"

The sudden voice from behind startled Zhou Yuwei. She spun around, her cold gaze flashing with displeasure. She recognized this woman from the ward; it seemed she came with Chunhua, which meant she was part of Lan Tian’s group. Zhou Yuwei certainly didn’t give her a warm reception.

Their faces had already been torn anyway—who was she to fear!

With a disdainful look, Zhou Yuwei sized her up. Dressed so plainly, she must have come from the countryside, "What? Trying to curry favor and even followed me here to laugh at my expense? Unfortunately for you, you’re not qualified to do so."

"You’re wrong, I’m not here to mock you," Yanhua shook her head, "I hate her just as much as you do, very, very much. You might wonder why I’m saying this; well, our grudge goes back over a decade, starting from our childhood. It’s a long story and can’t be explained in just a few words."

Zhou Yuwei snorted, "Really? Then you’re truly unfortunate. Having been trampled under her for over a decade must not have been pleasant."

It wasn’t pleasant, in fact, it was unbearable!

That’s why she had always been resentful of Lan Tian. If it weren’t for her, Second Grandmother would have recognized her as her granddaughter; Lan Tian’s everything today—fame, status, affection, and a warm family—would all have been hers. And the one who stole it all was Lan Tian.

"You and my enemy are the same person, let’s work together!" Yanhua looked at Zhou Yuwei with a serious expression.

"Why should I believe you?" Zhou Yuwei looked at her coldly.

"I know everything about her. Do you know why you lost so badly? It’s because you underestimated her from the bottom of your heart. Let me tell you, from my experience, without a perfect plan, you better not act rashly, otherwise, you will be the one who ends up unlucky."

Whenever she had faced Lan Tian, she had never gained the upper hand. Over the years, she had been reflecting. Without real strength, she shouldn’t rival Lan Tian. Seeing Zhou Yuwei today, Yanhua’s thoughts became active again. If she couldn’t do it, maybe others could, like Zhou Yuwei. Just by looking at her gaze, you could tell she hadn’t given up on Mo Junhua.

"The saying goes, ’know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.’ If you want to fight her, at least you need to know her past, right?" Her fingers curled around the package, swinging it as she glanced at Zhou Yuwei from the corner of her eye.

Zhou Yuwei pondered for a moment, then looked up at her, "What do you want?"

Since it’s a cooperation, there must be an agenda. She never believed in pie falling from the sky.

Yanhua smiled; she liked dealing with smart people. "I want five hundred yuan, and I want you to find me a job, preferably as a nurse."

"You want to be a nurse?" Zhou Yuwei’s disdainful gaze swept over Yanhua. "No offense, but one must be self-aware. Being a nurse isn’t something just anyone can do."

Yanhua snorted coldly, "There you go looking down on people again. Why can’t I be a nurse? Chunhua and I were taught by the same Master. If she can be a nurse, why can’t I? I worked as a nurse for several years at our county hospital."

Don’t judge a book by its cover!

This time, Zhou Yuwei was indeed surprised, her gaze at Yanhua changed, regarding the country girl with new respect.

She knew of Chunhua’s skills; it was Chunhua who had cured Zhao Li, and that’s why Zhao Li recovered so quickly. This wasn’t a secret in the army. If the two were really taught by the same master, then perhaps this country girl really had some ability.

"You were really taught by the same Master?"

"Yes, we were both taught by Lan Tian’s uncle." Yanhua pursed her lips, it didn’t matter if they were taught by the same Master, the treatment they received was worlds apart.

"Lan Tian’s uncle taught you?" Zhou Yuwei’s heart skipped a beat, a glint of light flashed in her eyes as if she had touched the edge of something. Could it really be what she was thinking!

"Does Lan Tian know medical skills?" Zhou Yuwei asked.

Yanhua looked at her as if she were looking at an idiot, "What about the conditions I mentioned? What do you think?"

Yanhua answered a question that wasn’t asked. Does she take her for a three-year-old? Trying to fish for information from her requires sincerity.

Zhou Yuwei couldn’t contain her irritation, glaring at her hatefully. Short-sighted, no wonder she couldn’t beat Lan Tian over the past decade; with a cold glance, she said, "Come with me somewhere."

She wasn’t confident enough to handle this matter alone; it still depended on Chu Yang’s opinion. However, she believed that Chu Yang would definitely agree, as Chu Yang had always wanted to get close to Lan Tian. Sadly, Lan Tian never gave him the chance. An opportunity presented on a silver platter to understand Lan Tian was exactly what Chu Yang would want.

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