The hand was cut away, and Tang Luoran's first reaction was not that it hurt, but that it was ridiculous.

The wound that had finally scabbed over was cut open again, blood burst out, and her heart was cold to freezing point.

When he was shaking his head, Jiang Hanchen, who rushed over, had already subdued the gangsters with several other doctors, and this farce came to an end.

However, the back of her hand was bleeding profusely.

"Luo Ran, how are you?"

As soon as the security guards came up to take the gangsters down, Jiang Hanchen hurriedly walked up to Tang Luoran, held her wrist, and carefully examined the wound - although it was not deep, the blood vessels on the back of the hand were shallow and the bleeding was large.

Tang Luoran shook his head, "The wound is not deep, it should be fine if you bandage it." ”

As soon as the words fell, a snarky voice came from the door, refusing her idea.

"But this is not the place where you bandage, the hospital is for those poor people who have been injured by accident, not for people like you who have suffered on their own."

No matter from which point of view, there is no truth in the other party's words.

Following the prestige, I saw Song Jiajia leaning against the door frame, the skirt of the nurse's uniform was slightly lifted up because of her body bias, revealing her fair thighs, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, she always deliberately shifted her gaze to Jiang Hanchen, who was facing away from her, with silky eyes.

"Song Jiajia, don't go too far! Dr. Tang is the attending physician and you are just a little nurse! In the hospital, you pay attention! ”

The assistant wants to be angry for Tang Luoran.

"Wait." Luo Ran stretched out his hand to stop her.

The situation was embarrassing enough, and she didn't want to cause any more trouble for the hospital.

Since this place is unwilling to take her in, then she will leave!

Turning his head to look at Jiang Hanchen, Tang Luoran pursed his thin lips, carrying his usual coldness, "Vice Dean, I'm sorry, I want to leave early, I may not be able to value tonight's class, because I have to ......"

"I see."

He didn't say any more, because his acquiescence had already told her everything.

Barely putting away the pain in the center of his eyes, Jiang Hanchen hooked the corners of his mouth, his smile was a little reluctant, he took out a white hand towel from the inner pocket of his white coat, used the hand towel to help her make a simple bandage, and tied a knot in the palm of his hand.

From beginning to end, he treated her with care, without a trace of neglect.

At the end, he raised his eyes, the corners of his peach blossom eyes curved, and his tone was very serious when he spoke, "The hospital is busy at night, I'm afraid I won't take good care of you, so it's better to go to my residence, there is a medicine box in my apartment." ”

It's not an inquiring tone, it's a categorical request.

The words of refusal choked in her throat, half ringing, Tang Luoran was still silent, and regarded it as her acquiescence.

Song Jiajia was not convinced, she just wanted to make things difficult for Tang Luoran, but she didn't want to move a stone and hit herself in the foot.

"But you are alone—" Before he could finish speaking, the assistant suddenly interjected, "is that something you can manage?" Compared to this, you haven't made a round today, so why don't you hurry up. ”

Ignoring their quarrel, Jiang Hanchen pulled Tang Luoran out of the lounge slowly.

He asked her to wait for him at the entrance of the hospital, and he went to get the car out of the parking lot.

Five minutes later, a Hummer slowly pulled out of the parking lot exit.

At the same time, Fu Zichen, who was miles away, also experienced a farce, no, to be specific, he should have known an incredible farce with a recording.

And at this moment, he had already picked up the phone.

A calm, magnetic voice echoed in the spacious office, with a deliberately friendly tone, and his indifference would pour out unconsciously if he was not paying attention for a moment.

"Zichen, are you still angry with me? I promise you, I really didn't lie to you, the people in their hospital were all colluding to bully me......" A coquettish voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by a sizzling signal interference sound, like honey.

For some reason, he didn't want to respond at all.

But he couldn't do that, everything had to be as usual, and he replied calmly, "I know you're not lying." Are you at home now? You've been at home since you were picked up by Qin Shi? ”

Knowing that it was pointless to ask, he still chose to try.

The answer is no doubt – she's 100% sure she's at home.

"Otherwise, do you think I'm going to go out behind your back and mess around with other men?" Laughing softly, Yin Zi's words made the atmosphere a little ambiguous, and the slight gasping accompanied by speaking also made the atmosphere even richer.

Jian frowned slightly, he supported his forehead with his hand, he should have known her answer.

There was no answer, and the temperature was allowed to drop slowly.

After a moment of silence, Yin Zizhao spoke, with a gentle voice, a consultative tone, and an ambiguous atmosphere, she said, "Zichen...... I think you know the purpose of my return this time, I don't want to wait any longer, we love each other, don't we? To love each other is to be together. ”

Is it? In fact, he is still unsure.

Whether the feeling in his heart is love or not, Fu Zichen doesn't know, so he won't rush to promise her, and he won't refute it immediately.

After all, he had an unforgettable story with her in the past, she saved his life, and he would never forget her voice and smile at that time, her soft shawl long hair hanging down his cheeks, and the only thing he could remember in his trance was her tenderness.

It's always been a stumbling block.

"Well......" vaguely, as soon as Fu Zichen thought of that memory, he couldn't be indifferent to Yin Zi, he continued, "Do you have anything else?" Remember to rest early. ”

With that, he stood up, his slender fingers tapping the marble table top with a crisp sound.

The marble table reflects his appearance, and his delicate face is fascinating, how many people fall for his cold beauty, and how many people worship his great strength, and countless people.

The delicate sound on the other end of the phone slowly trickled into his ears as he moved.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he stretched out his hand to pull up the blinds, and the night fell outside the window, the lights were on, the lights were bright and green, and the prosperous street scene was like a mirage, which was unrealistically beautiful.

Yin Zi's voice in his ears was also so ethereal.

"Zichen, I know you don't love Tang Luoran, I don't want you to suffer anymore, you should divorce her, but I don't want to force you, I just want to ask you, when do you plan to end this painful marriage?"

How smart she is, everything is for his sake, but in fact, she is planning for herself.

But he didn't think about it at all.

When he married Tang Luoran five years ago, he did think about divorcing as soon as possible, and for Yin Zi's sake, he was sure that she was the girl who saved him back then, so he was so devoted to her.

Now, however, he couldn't help but be suspicious.

Yin Zi, you have changed.

“…… Let's leave that out of the way for now. Fu Zichen chose to avoid, he had never been indecisive, but now, he had to think carefully.

There was a long silence on the other end of the line, and for a moment there was only the sound of heavy breathing on both sides.

Halfway, Yin Zicai was finally willing to respond to him, "Why?" How long have I been waiting? Do you know that I've been in tears almost every day for the past five years? How well do you know me to know my pain? Now you don't want a divorce! ”

Her tone became fierce and aggressive.

"Yin Zi, I'm what you want to say to me?"

Fu Zichen stretched out his hand to pull down the blinds, and the shadow shrouded his face, revealing a few hints of gloom.

Yin Zi has completely changed, no, maybe Yin Zi's nature is like this, he changed and rethought, whether Yin Zi was the person she was back then!

I still remember that she was very gentle at that time, and she is like two people now.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Fu Zichen's words were already vaguely satirizing Yin Zi - her temper has become very irritable now, she gets angry at every turn, and she is angry with him.

There are a lot of guts.

It is not surprising that such a bold woman dares to do something to deceive him.

"Zichen, what are you talking about?"

Yin Zi pretended to be calm.

How could she possibly admit it? No matter what, she has to pretend to be stupid to the end, she has come to this point, how can she be willing to let go like this? What's more, Fu Zichen didn't say that he wanted to give up on her, did he?

"Of course I'm not trying to avoid you? But maybe, because of pregnancy, I have been unable to control my temper recently, and it will get better soon, don't think about it. ”

Responding to him in a panic, Yin Zi's voice was trembling, and she squeezed her hands to force herself to calm down.

No! She is the person he wants, it can't be Tang Luoran!

Fu Zichen also realized that what he said was inappropriate, and was about to apologize, but Yin Zi took the lead, she said in a hurry, "Okay, don't say it, you have to work, I also have to rest, goodbye." ”

"Again—" Before she could finish speaking, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

“……”

Silently staring at the phone screen for half a ring, until the screen was dark, he put the phone into his trouser pocket, his hand still reached into the trouser pocket, holding the phone, waiting for the phone to ring again.

At this moment, the figure that came to his mind was not Yin Zi, but the back of Tang Luoran shaking his head away, his shawl-long hair swaying gently as she strode away, the sound of high heels stepping on the milky white tiles was crisp, and the white light from the overhead lamp stretched her back very long.

Thinking of the picture of Jiang Hanchen holding her hand and pulling her behind him, Fu Zichen's head hurt as if he had been hit hard.

He thought that as his wife, Tang Luoran should take the initiative to call him to explain today's events.

He waited for her call!

Thinking like this, the mobile phone clenched in his hand suddenly vibrate, he seemed to see hope, his obsidian-like eyes flashed a glimmer of starlight, he almost couldn't suppress the joy that welled up in his heart, and almost let a smile climb up the corners of his mouth.

And Yin Zi, who hung up the phone in a hurry, was in such a low mood, she sat on the European-style sofa, holding a gold-drawn pillow in her arms, her eyes were fixed on the mobile phone on the marble table in front of the sofa, and the screen was always dark.

It seems that Fu Zichen really doesn't plan to call again, so she is still looking forward to it.

Yin Zi doesn't blame Fu Zichen, she only blames Tang Luoran - it must be what Tang Luoran said to Fu Zichen that made him have such an idea, otherwise how could he doubt himself?

"Damn! Tang Luoran, I want you to repay me twice as much for the humiliation I suffered today! Grabbing the corner of the pillow, almost breaking the gold thread, Yin Zi gritted his teeth in anger.

Tears ran down the corners of her eyes, not because of grievances, but anger, she must always remember that today is the moment when Tang Luoran made her so embarrassed, so it is understandable that she forced Tang Luoran to divorce Fu Zichen in the future.

She was not wrong, it was Tang Luoran who was wrong!