In the ward, Yin Zi, who was lying on the hospital bed in a daze, heard the sound, and thought that it was Tang Luoran who came to examine her again, she immediately tensed her nerves, and scolded indiscriminately, "Tang Luoran, what do you want to do?" Don't be too complacent, I'll have to reveal your true colors sooner or later. ”

After that, her chest rose and fell heavily, and it was a little difficult to even open her eyelids - I saw Fu Zichen standing at the end of the bed, his slender fingers on the guardrail at the end of the bed, and his gaze fell on her lightly, "It seems that you are recovering well." ”

In fact, he only came to the hospital today to see Tang Luoran, so he rushed over immediately.

Now that his purpose has been accomplished, it's time to leave.

"Zichen, you're here...... How am I recovering now? I just walked out of the operating room, and I almost couldn't save the child. Yin Zi was naturally unwilling to let him leave like this, stroked his abdomen, and spoke insinuatingly, "It's strange to say, every time I take a pregnancy test, I'm fine, but when I come to Tang Luoran, something will happen." ”

The implication was quite obvious, causing him to frown, his drooping hands clenched, and his expression became more and more impatient.

He let go of his hand gripping the guardrail, and instead reached into the pocket of his trousers, his delicate face was expressionless, and his tone was indifferent, "Don't you harass Luo Ran again, no matter what the reason, it's best not to meet, otherwise-"

didn't go on, let her figure it out for herself.

Yin Zi was suddenly angry, but she was unable to refute, so she could only snort coldly, turned her head to look out the window, sulking alone, and the pain from her abdomen became strong again.

Fu Zichen didn't say anything more, the bodyguard at the door of the waiting door brought flowers and fruit baskets and put them on the bedside table, and he pulled a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed, bowing his head, and never saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't leave, the fire that had accumulated in his stomach melted in an instant, Yin Zi couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile, and was finally willing to calm down, close his eyes and fall asleep, but he didn't know that Fu Zichen got up and left the ward immediately after she fell asleep, his steps were fast without a trace of hesitation.

After going around and around, he walked to the staff office of the obstetrics and gynecology department, knocked on the door that was already open, and asked in a deep voice, "May I ask where is Dr. Tang Luoran?" ”

"Oh, you have something to do with her, she has already gone to dinner with the vice dean, and it's not too early now." The nurse who stayed in the office to check the schedule had her back to the door, responding nonchalantly.

"Okay."

Fu Zichen responded, turned around and left.

Tang Luoran and the vice dean had dinner?!

Not long after Fu Zichen left, there was a hurried and chaotic footsteps behind her, she was suspicious, turned her head and saw that the other party had long since disappeared, and the colleague just came back, the two looked at each other, and the colleague was emotional, "Is it Fu Zichen who just came to the lounge?" Oh my God, even if you have money, you're still so handsome! Did he come to Dr. Tang? ”

"It's Fu Zichen who just came here?!" The nurse almost lifted the table, but it was too late, and Fu Zichen had already walked away.

Ignoring her excitement, a colleague walked up to her and pulled her aside to speak, "Don't talk about this, let me tell you the exciting news - Song Jiajia has been beaten!" Broke several ribs, second-degree serious injuries, said that he was targeted by a powerful organization while speaking outside, and now he is still lying in bed. ”

Hearing what her colleague said, the nurse suddenly remembered that the day after Tang Luoran was sent to the hospital after her suicide, she accidentally overheard Song Jiajia's call with others in the office - she was breaking the news about Tang Luoran's suicide with the newspaper!

So, who did this?

……

When the news of Song Jiajia's accident came out, Tang Luoran and Jiang Hanchen were still dining in the restaurant, talking and laughing throughout the whole process, without the slightest embarrassment before.

In a blink of an eye, the plate was empty, the waiter brought coffee and desserts, and it happened that Tang Luoran received a call from her assistant, she picked it up decisively, and the tone of voice on the other end of the phone was a little complicated, "Doctor Tang told you a powerful news, Song Jiajia was beaten by the enemy!" ”

It is well known that her relationship with Song Jiajia is not good, but it is not to the extent that she feels funny when she is beaten.

"What's going on? Who came out of it? She frowned, worried about the impact on the hospital, after all, Song Jiajia was a trainee nurse in the obstetrics and gynecology department.

On the phone, the assistant told Song Jiajia how to call a colleague in the obstetrics and gynecology department for help, and then just now, she was sent to the operating room.

Hanging up the phone, Tang Luoran was in a somewhat complicated mood and reported the matter to Jiang Hanchen.

"If this matter has nothing to do with the hospital, I don't think it will have an impact on the hospital, you don't have to worry." Jiang Hanchen's first reaction was still the interests of her and the hospital, as for Song Jiajia, it was dispensable to him, even if he was sympathetic, it was only to the point.

Tang Luoran also thought so, but the strange thing was that she always felt that something was wrong in her heart, as if Song Jiajia's injury was related to her......

"Luo Ran, let's talk." A low sound from behind her forcibly pulled her back from her trance, and in her fright, she quickly turned her head to look behind her - Fu Zichen was actually standing behind her!

She almost didn't jump up directly, her delicate body trembled violently, she swallowed her saliva, her eyes widened, and her tone was not friendly, "What do I have to talk to you about?" And you don't stalk me anymore, my life has nothing to do with you. ”

The hurtful words almost blurted out, and the next second she could clearly perceive the loss that flowed in his handsome face.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he is superior in both appearance and aura, but he was severely reprimanded here, to be honest, it was the first time Fu Zichen was treated like this, but he could bear it.

Everything is his deservedness.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you, but at least can you not see him for the rest of this time? I-" wanted to remind her, "We are still husband and wife," but as soon as she noticed her impatient look, Fu Zichen had no choice but to silence.

What else could he say? Taking a step back, her thin pale lips pursed, and her delicate face was half covered by shadows in the dim light.

And Jiang Hanchen, who was innocently lying on the gun, also got up immediately, subconsciously took her hand across the table, put on a straight face, and reminded Fu Zichen word by word, "Why can't you meet me?" Anyway, they are all single men and women, it's nothing to meet, but it's you, Miss Yin Zi is still lying in the hospital, right? ”

As soon as the words fell, the people who cast a stunned gaze were not only Fu Zichen, but also Tang Luoran opposite.

Why do you want to play stupid with her?

wanted to refute, but felt that it was pointless to do so, Fu Zichen simply pulled Tang Luoran's hand vigorously, and took advantage of Jiang Hanchen's unpreparedness, turned around and took it out of the restaurant along the aisle, naturally, he didn't forget to leave a sum of cash at the bar, "I settled the bill for the gentleman over there." ”

Tang Luoran didn't think about struggling, but he had too much strength, so he could only let him take him out of the restaurant all the way and forcibly stuff him into the car.

Unlike the outside of the car, which was cold to the bone, the car still retained the residual temperature of the heating, Fu Zichen reached out to turn on the switch, turned his head and swept her, "Are you cold?" Would you like me to buy you a hot cup of coffee? ”

When he spoke, he spoke softly, and his expression was also a tenderness that was about to melt, he should have felt tempted, but when he thought that it happened to Fu Zichen, Tang Luoran would never believe anything.

She folded her arms and pinned her face out the window, not even looking at him or responding.

The mobile phone in his pocket kept ringing, Tang Luoran was like this, and so was Fu Zichen, but they were stunned to let the music with completely different styles mix together, even if they didn't answer the phone, they didn't refuse.

She couldn't bear it, so she broke the silence coldly, "It should be your girlfriend who is lying on the hospital bed calling, hurry up and pick it up, so as not to worry her." The breath sprayed on the car window as she spoke, creating a thin layer of mist that blurred her face.

"That's not my girlfriend." Fu Zichen paused, turned his head to stare at the back of her head, "What about you?" Jiang Hanchen must be looking for you now. ”

After he reminded her like this, Tang Luoran remembered this, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag and connected the phone - sure enough, it was Jiang Hanchen calling, and he was now waiting for her at the door of the restaurant.

And Fu Zichen's car was on the street on the left hand side of the restaurant, and she wanted to tell Jiang Hanchen, but somehow she didn't speak.

In the end, Tang Luoran still asked him to go back to the hospital first, "I can do it myself, don't worry." ”

Fu Zichen, who was observing the words and expressions, listened, and his heart, which had been bruised countless times, finally ignited a flame, but it was quickly extinguished.

Turning his head to meet his eyes, Tang Luoran's face was expressionless, only his clear eyes flickered, and his emotions were complicated.

Go ahead? Don't say it, right?

Two voices kept echoing in her heart, and in the end, the former with bewitchment overwhelmed the latter, she still opened her mouth and said hurtful words, "Although I don't understand why you are so persistent, but please respect yourself, I am already getting married, and my husband is the person you just saw, his name is Jiang Hanchen!" ”

The tone was as simple as it was, she was ruthless, but her heart was dripping blood.

And Fu Zichen didn't even have time to hide his surprise, and his complicated expression couldn't tell whether it was anger, guilt, or sadness, or it was all intertwined.

When Tang Luoran returned to the door of the restaurant, Jiang Hanchen was still waiting for her, and she immediately smiled indifferently, "I knew you were waiting for me, so I came here to take a look." ”

There was no one beside her, and before she could return, a black Bentley sped by.

"You're a little pale, are you okay?" He smiled and reached out to rub her cheek, which was cold and delicate to the touch because of the exposure to the air.

She didn't dodge, let him toss, just shook her head, and denied, "I'm okay, I just said something that I regret." ”

What words?

He almost blurted out that he wanted to ask her, but in the end Jiang Hanchen held back, he was worried that he would get an answer that he couldn't bear, if that was the case, he would rather be kept in the dark.

"Then let's go back, don't think too much." Slender fingers slid lovingly over her cheek and then her chin.

Tang Luoran squinted, felt itchy, and subconsciously dodged back, and his every move made Jiang Hanchen's heart move.

Having said that, on the way back to the hospital from the restaurant, and even after returning to the hospital for a long time, Tang Luoran couldn't concentrate, her expression was in a trance, even if the person was standing in front of her, her soul felt that it was floating far away.

For the next week, Tang Luoran was like this, and Fu Zichen suddenly disappeared from that time, completely disappeared in front of her, and occasionally heard of him, and he had to start from the mouth of his subordinates - how much more property in his name was.

Finally got to Friday, and there was no need to be on duty for the next two days, Tang Luoran was able to breathe a sigh of relief, followed the footsteps of his colleagues and left the hospital, drove to the door of the Tang family's mansion.

She parked the car in the music garage, got out of the car, and groped her way through the dim garage to the door—and Father Tang stood firmly at the door, looking at her with a serious expression, startling her.