Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 322 - 317: This Is a Blackened Villain

Song Tingfan pushed aside the straw but found it still blocked. He touched it with his hand, a hard stone.

How could there be such a large stone at the drainage outlet?

Unless someone did it intentionally.

As for who, it’s already very clear.

If this stone is not removed, he might be punished.

The river water’s soaking had already chilled his body a bit. He didn’t try to be brave, climbing onto the stones by the riverbank.

But there was some moss beside the stones, and his footing wasn’t steady. The next moment, he was swept away by the river. Even though he reacted quickly, he couldn’t grasp onto anything.

His consciousness inexplicably became a bit scattered.

No, he can’t die.

Qiao’er is still waiting for him, he hasn’t seen his daughter yet.

No matter how he tried to muster up strength, it was all in vain, as if something was peeling away from his body.

Someone on the bank shouted in alarm, "Vice General Song!"

Several soldiers immediately jumped in. Jiang Mingshan was in front, reacting the fastest, diving in forcefully and hugging the unconscious man.

Afterwards, several more soldiers came, pulling him up together.

"Quick, call the doctor!"

...

When Song Tingfan was carried back by the group, both Song Qin and Song Rongren felt weak, Lin Qiao’s mind was blank, and she kept pressing his chest.

The man had no reaction, as if he were dead.

She panicked a bit, no way, he couldn’t be dead, trembling as she checked for his breath, and he was still breathing.

Zhou Fu’an and the others didn’t know what she was doing. At this moment, the doctor arrived, took Song Tingfan’s pulse, stayed silent for a long time, and then checked the inside of his eyes, "There shouldn’t be any major issues, just wait for him to wake up."

"Doctor, take a good look, is it poisoning? He was fine a moment ago, then suddenly fell unconscious, it’s clearly abnormal." Gao Qiang didn’t believe it and spoke urgently.

In the military camp, such things weren’t unheard of, with even several cases.

Hearing this, the doctor shook his head, "It doesn’t look like poisoning. His lip color is normal, his inner eyes are normal. The sudden fainting is probably due to exhaustion, or he was chilled by the river water."

Lin Qiao eagerly asked, "Doctor, please look more closely, I’ll give you as much silver coin as you want."

The doctor couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Young lady, rest assured, I wouldn’t joke about this, there’s nothing wrong with him, he might wake up soon."

While the two were talking, the man’s eyelashes on the bed twitched gently twice, soon there was no movement again.

A "buzzing" sound at the ear, a voice familiar yet unfamiliar, hadn’t been heard for many years.

After a long time, the house quieted, and after a while, someone was wiping his body.

The woman spoke softly, "If you don’t wake up soon, I’ll be mad at you."

He had never heard her get mad so gently, the man opened his eyes, and the woman’s blurry face appeared before him. After a while, his vision cleared, the woman’s charming face was no longer lifeless.

He was a little dazed.

Seeing him awake, Lin Qiao’s face lit up with delight, "Tingfan, you’re awake! Is there anywhere uncomfortable?"

Strangle her.

The first reaction in Song Tingfan’s mind was to reach out, but before he could, his head throbbed with pain, and images flooded in.

Sister-in-law, give me something to eat?

Brother-in-law, I’ll send you to study.

Sister-in-law, I’ll marry you when I come back.

Qiao’er, I want to marry you.

Qiao’er, I’ll definitely be good to you and the child.

"Tingfan, you frightened us, is it a headache?" Lin Qiao saw him holding his head, just touched his arm, then he flung it away fiercely. She was stunned for a moment but didn’t dwell on it.

She turned and ran to call the doctor, who returned, about to diagnose when he met the man’s sinister gaze, inexplicably shivering in his heart.

Lin Qiaoxin felt something was off but couldn’t think much at the moment, grabbing Song Tingfan’s hand and handing it to the doctor.

The doctor glanced at the "man-eating" man, cautiously reaching out, but the man’s attention was all on the woman now, letting him take the pulse. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

After a long while, the doctor withdrew his hand, "It’s nothing serious, probably got frightened, let me prescribe some sleeping pills."

After the doctor left, Song Tingfan glanced around, finally resting his eyes on the two elders not far away, his eyes suddenly turned red, wanting to call out, but fearing they might "disappear" in surprise.

So this is what dying feels like.

Where are mother, father, and brother?

Lin Qiao looked increasingly uneasy, why did she feel his gaze strange?

Strange enough to scare her.

"Tingfan?"

At her call, Song Tingfan looked at her, his eyes filled with hatred but quickly fading, replaced by confusion.

Can’t tell if it’s hate or joy.

"Niu Niu?"

Song Qin also noticed something wrong, worriedly checked his forehead, neither cold nor hot, she asked again, "Niu Niu, is there anywhere uncomfortable?"

"Grandmother." Song Tingfan looked at her greedily.

"Grandmother is here, it’s okay now, it’s okay." Song Qin thought he was scared, her heart ached until her eyes turned red, lifting a hand to stroke his head.

The warm, real touch made Song Tingfan pause, his pupils slightly dilated in disbelief, "Grandmother, is it you?"

"Grandmother is here." Song Qin couldn’t help her tears from falling.

Is Niu Niu scared silly?

Beside her, Lin Qiao became more and more aware of something amiss, the two calls of grandmother were even more off, how did she seem like a villain?

She found the thought absurd but still instinctively took a few steps back, forcing herself to stay calm.

Not necessarily a villain, maybe just frightened.

Mrs. Fan noticed her movement, thinking she felt dizzy from standing too long, hurriedly supported her, "Qiao’er, are you uncomfortable? Sit down quickly."

Seeing the cold sweat on her forehead, she nervously asked, "Qiao’er? What’s wrong with you, is your stomach uncomfortable?"

A fetus less than three months is easily miscarried.

As soon as these words came out, all eyes in the room fell on her, Lin Qiao snapped back to reality, shaking her head, "I’m fine, I’ll go make some ginger tea to warm up."

She took another look at the man’s expression, turned and quickly stepped out, legs giving way as soon as she entered the kitchen.

It should be nothing, otherwise, he would have strangled her just now.

...

The man slept again after waking for a bit, and this sleep lasted for a long time, long enough for Lin Qiao to consider packing up and running away.

As darkness fell, Lin Qiao hesitated to enter the house, fearing that Song Qin and the others might overthink, steeling herself as she went in.

The man on the bed was still asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief, didn’t climb into bed, but sat by the table, ready to make do for the night.

Suddenly, the wooden bed creaked, she looked up, instantly meeting the man’s deep eyes, unable to hide the coldness.

Now Lin Qiao was eighty percent sure, this was the blackened antagonist.

Her heart skipped a beat, chilled to the core.

A nameless ache clenched her chest.

The "husband" she raised was gone.

She was observing him, and he was observing her too, why was it different, why was she good to him?

Neither spoke for a while.

After a long time, Lin Qiao tried speaking, "Tingfan, are you hungry? I’ll bring you some food."

"No, thank you."

Song Tingfan glanced at her belly, the cold sharpness in his eyes softened a bit, quickly returning to normal, and he added, "Come to bed."