When she woke up, Su Wanyue had traveled through time.
The parents who disappeared, the vicious and oppressive mother-in-law, the lazy husband, and the broken woman who changed from Su Wanqing, a gynecologist in a provincial tertiary hospital, to Zhou Runan, a rural child bride.
The beginning of the collapse of heaven!
It is impossible to stay here, but who would have thought that she had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den, and was kidnapped by bandits on the way to escape. Zhou Runan raised her head and closed her eyes. Her life was more bumpy than the road she took to escape, and it was more bitter than the American food she drank while staying up late at night. Would she let anyone live?
Accepting fate or running away, Zhou Runan chose "OR running away", volunteered to cook for the kidnappers, and then attacked with a poison frame, and worked with a scholar named Mu Zhi'an to rescue the innocent people who were kidnapped.
The two were successful in suppressing the bandits, and the government rewarded them with a house. Unexpectedly, within a month, Zhou Runan not only got rid of her status as a child bride, but also opened a bandit's den. Now she still has a place to settle down, and her life suddenly has hope. There are only two people, how should we divide a house?
Zhou Runan patted his head and decided that the two of them would live together.
Mu Zhi'an: No, it will damage the girl's reputation.
As a modern person, Zhou Runan: Coco, reputation is not as important as survival. Besides, it's good that both of them have a clear conscience.
Mu Zhi'an remained silent. Mu Zhi'an felt guilty.
Zhou Runan didn't know that when she went to the kitchen with her kidnapper, her resolute figure under the bright moon disturbed Mu Zhi'an's mind.
A few months later, a drunk Zhou Runan whispered in Mu Zhi'an's ear:
"Actually... I'm not Zhou Runan."
The warm breath mixed with whispers brushed against his ears, and Mu Zhi'an felt that his ears were getting hot. He didn't know what to do, so he could only ask stupidly: "Then who are you?"
"Su Wanyue," the other party picked up his hand and wrote one stroke on the palm, "You have to keep it a secret for me."
With the bright moon in her arms, Mu Zhi'an did not dare to move for fear of disturbing the moonlight. The hand used to write the name was tightly held, hoping to keep the remaining warmth in his palm forever.
Purpose: Women join hands to break the shackles, and medical minds and benevolent skills illuminate the future
