Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

"Mr. Leng." In the private medical clinic, the secretary stepped on high-heeled shoes and approached.

Leng Bing, who was sitting at the wide table, stopped what he was doing, and took off his eyes. The moment he took off his eyes, his bookish face returned to its usual sternness, as if it had been warm just now. The humble side is just an illusion.

"Why are you so anxious, what's the matter?" The secretary looked at the handsome man in front of him, and only when he opened his mouth did he regain his composure and quickly found his purpose for coming here.

"Mr. Leng, I have your call, and they say they want to make an appointment with you directly."

Want to make an appointment with him?
Appointments are always made by subordinates. It is still rare to ask him to answer the phone directly by name. To be more precise, it is the first time we meet...
"Then just answer the phone."

"Yes."

The secretary nodded slightly, then turned around and walked towards An An Gen at the door. After a while, the landline on the desk rang.

"Hello, this is the Psychological Consultation Clinic. I'm Leng Bing. Do you have any questions?"

He said solemnly, with a bit of seriousness in his tone. Generally, people who come to see him specially have some private matters that are difficult to talk about. Although such guests are rare, they can still be understood in their hearts.

"Hello, Mr. Leng." An old voice came from the other end of the phone, "I am the housekeeper of the Chu family. I have something to do, so can I ask Mr. Leng to come over and help me?"

His words were very cryptic, as if he was trying to hide something, listening to the book, Chu Annan, the owner of the Chu family, is a mysterious and very vigilant person, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, but suddenly realized something, wait, Chu family?
A delicate face appeared in his mind, his eyes were as clear as spring water, but with some indescribable temptation.

That person looks as beautiful as an elf, and also has an indescribable charm like a sea monster, which makes people sink unconsciously.

"Mr. Leng, are you listening?" Seeing that he was silent, the housekeeper on the other end of the phone asked.

"Sorry, I'm listening. What's the matter? There are no customers in the medical center right now. If you don't mind, you can come here now."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leng, I may have to trouble you to make a trip to this matter."

take a trip?I was a little puzzled in Leng Bing's heart, but he didn't ask any more questions, "It's okay, then please send me the address. I'm just free now, and I should be there soon."

Since it was the patient's request to come to the door, he had no reason to refuse, or, if he went there, he might see that face again.

"Well, Mr. Leng can't worry about it. There is a car parked outside the medical center. We are here to pick you up."

After listening to Leng Bing, he couldn't help but glanced out the window. Sure enough, a limited gold version of Rolls Royce was parked below, and the driver was standing straight outside the door, looking well-trained.

It seems that this is not to invite him to go, but to come prepared, and he seems to have no choice for a long time.

I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably going to the Hongmen Banquet in my cold heart, but after thinking about it, I don't seem to have any problems with the Chu family, it's just a work entrustment, and I guess there is nothing to worry about.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll prepare a little bit."

He tidied up hastily, and then walked downstairs, feeling inexplicably uneasy, was it because something happened to Chu Annan that he could be invited to the house?Or Chu Yanhui?
Thinking of the latter, something flashed in his eyes.

At the dinner that day, although Chu Yanhui showed a very cheerful appearance, in fact, as a doctor of the heart, he could see through the false appearance of a fake smile. The tears flickering in her eyes, He saw the straight lips, the restless fingers twisted together.

Thinking about it this way, the patient who was waiting for him was probably Chu Yanhui.

Sure enough, that was the case.

"That's probably the case. Can Mr. Leng show our lady? It's good to let her feel relieved a little bit." The housekeeper roughly explained the ins and outs of the matter. Sitting on the sofa, Chu Annan, His gaze was like a torch, examining the man in front of him, as if examining an uninvited guest. That ugly expression seemed to remind him all the time that he was under his eyes...

Leng Bing just nodded to him politely, and then walked upstairs.

Seeing him coming in, the servant backed out knowingly, and glanced at the man on the bed, as if something stabbed his cold heart.

Unexpectedly, this legendary iceberg beauty would also make herself like this because of emotional matters.

"Yan Hui, someone has come to see you, do you want to see him?"

The butler asked, his tone full of gentleness, and he suddenly understood why Chu Yanhui was so fussy because of such a lovelorn that seemed to be a trivial matter to others.

The vase, which has always been loved and cared for, will of course break if touched a little.

"Yanhui?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, the butler was a little embarrassed and worried, and gently shook the ball wrapped in a ball with his hand, but there was still no movement.

Soon, he realized that something was wrong and lifted the quilt. The man was in a coma.

Leng Bing, who was standing by the side, was startled. Just as he was about to move, a medical team rushed in.

I don't know how long it took before Chu Yanhui woke up from the coma. She only felt that her head was very heavy, as if she had been poured with lead, and her body was uncomfortable, but she still couldn't explain why.

Before she lost consciousness, she only remembered the sultry air, and that light and fluffy body. Her stomach gurgled from time to time, followed by constant labor pains, like an electric drill, drilling into his stomach without leaving any room.

Chu Yanhui held her forehead and wanted to get up from the bed, but there was a bit of dazzling light, so she couldn't help covering it with her hands.

One thing she moved, and the housekeeper shouted excitedly, "Miss! You're awake!"

She was in a trance and didn't respond. She tried to sit up straight and found that the bottle was tied on the back of her hand.

"Don't move around, you're stuck with glucose now."

When a clear voice came, she instinctively looked in the direction of the voice, and then frowned in confusion.

cold?
How could he be here? Or was she hallucinating?
Seeing this, the housekeeper next to him explained, "Yanhui, this is the psychiatrist you invited. If you need anything, you can try to talk to him."

Psychologist?
Her pretty brows were tightly frowned, and a sullen look was cast on her face.

"I don't need a therapist!" she cried.

What? Do they think she's mentally ill now?
The slightly tired eyes broke into sharp gazes, which seemed to show her dissatisfaction and suspicion.

"It's not up to you to make the decision!" Chu Annan stood at the door and said in a deep and magnetic voice, his voice was not loud, but it carried a trace of majesty that could not be discussed. "Already fainted from hunger and still stubborn, you really have the ability to make people worry."

He reprimanded, this silly girl, she has been worrying about this trivial matter all day long, is there going to be an end?
Facing Chu Annan with a stern face, Chu Yanhui's pale lips moved slightly to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

I have no confidence in my heart, and I don't want to look at him again.

"Mr. Chu, if you don't mind, let me have a good chat with Ms. Chu." He said gently, his cold eyes softened a little at this moment.

"Yes, Miss is fine now, don't worry about it, young master, let the doctor have a good talk."

Seeing this, the butler agreed.

Chu Annan meaningfully glanced at Chu Yanhui who was as fragile as a paper figure on the bed, then glanced at Leng Bing again, and was led back out by the housekeeper.

"How will you be here?"

There were only two people left in the huge room, Chu Yanhui couldn't help asking.

When did this guy become a psychiatrist?
First he was a taxi driver, then Ji Mujue's bloodless brother, and finally he was a heart doctor. She didn't know what kind of identity he still had.

The people in front of her didn't take her surprise seriously, Junya's face was still calm, like a pool of stagnant water, unable to stir up any waves.

"I'm your doctor, of course I'll be here."

He looked at her, the coldness in his eyes seemed to start to melt, showing the gentle and friendly side that a psychiatrist should have. "Would you like to tell me about your business, or something else, no matter what it is, I will listen carefully, and you can treat me as a trash can or a tree hole if you are angry."

She clearly saw that the man's thin lips evoked a faint smile, and the contrast with his usual coldness made her feel a little uncomfortable for some reason.

"I... I have nothing to say. It's just a few days of broken love and sadness. They are too nervous."

Just a lovelorn...is that all?
A voice in her heart retorted that what was said was all her own wishful thinking. Could it be that she really only had the grief of losing her love in her heart?
no.

The bright but slightly tired eyes flashed dark colors with complicated meanings, showing anger, unwillingness, and sadness.

She hated, hated this man who betrayed her, hated, hated her brother who had been obstructing her on the emotional road, hated, hated herself who was so unbearable that she couldn't even grasp the heart of the person she liked.

The man smiled and said, "Yes, that's right, there are many people like you who are sad because of a broken relationship, but I haven't seen many people who will break down their bodies because of this hunger strike!"