Married but heartbroken Mr. Jiang can't see the light

"Achen, Tangtang is still young and ignorant, don't argue with her." Cheng Xuetu smiled softly and handed the water glass to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen took the water, took a sip, and smiled contemptuously: "Well, don't care."

Nan Tang originally wanted to say a few words, but her mother stared over warningly, so she could only shut up and eat bitterly.

"Did you find out?"

Tang Ran suddenly poked Jiang Ze's arm with great interest, and whispered, "Cheng Xuetu is staring at you even when pouring water."

This kind of "even if I'm someone else's girlfriend, I still pay attention to you who loves me so much" is actually a bit disgusting, Tang Ran couldn't help but expose it.

Jiang Ze turned to look at Tang Ran, and found that she was like a proud little fox, cunning and cute.

He couldn't help but patted her head again, and said in a low voice: "Don't be so naughty, don't look at what you shouldn't, and be careful not to burn your eyes."

"Oh." Tang Ran was uncomfortable being touched, and tilted to the side to avoid his hand.

Jiang Ze's frustrated hand pressed down, grabbed Tang Ran's shoulders, and half hugged him in his arms: "Sit up straight."

"It's obviously more oblique this way." Tang Ran pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice.

Jiang Ze chuckled when he heard the words, but didn't expose her.

Cheng Xuetu, who was diagonally opposite, watched the two getting closer, and felt more and more unwilling. This unwillingness changed from jealousy to hatred in an instant.

She just made a small mistake, why didn't Jiang Ze forgive her?
Why pretend not to know her?Why did she remain indifferent when she saw herself and Jiang Chen Qingqing, and even let such a disgusting andrologist take her place!

Why?
Cheng Xuetu really became more and more angry, almost vomiting blood.

When the banquet was over, she didn't even bother to avoid suspicion, so she called Tang Qin in front of Jiang Chen.

When Tang Qin heard that he was also going to deal with Tang Ran, he immediately shared his hatred. After scolding Tang Ran with her, he made an appointment and decided to meet and have a good chat.

Of course.

The plan of the two of them did not cause any harm to Tang Ran for the time being.

Two days later.

Five minutes before leaving get off work, Tang Ran was packing up his things when the office door was suddenly knocked open.

A tall, thin boy in his twenties, with pants wrapped in a coat, dyed red hair, a lot of earrings, studs, and necklaces, stumbled in.

Tang Ran glanced at the other party and asked, "What's the symptom?"

The boy stood there by the door, bowed his head and did not speak for a long time.

Tang Ran didn't find it strange that people who came here to see a doctor always had something to hide.

She waited for half a minute, then reached out to the boy: "Medical records."

"No, no." The other party's voice trembled, as if trying to suppress something.

He glanced at Tang Ran, walked over step by step, and suddenly unbuttoned the coat around his waist.

Tang Ran looked over and stood up abruptly in fright, his eyes widened.

How should I describe the scene in front of me?
The upper half of the boy's trousers had been completely soaked in blood, and the frightening thing was that the blood hadn't stopped, and was flowing down the trouser legs to his calves.

Tang Ran quickly pulled the chair over and asked him to sit down: "What's wrong?"

"Cut."

The boy's voice was crying, as if he couldn't accept this reality, and his expression was still a little dazed: "It's a fight, it's too messy, and I don't know who cut it."

His voice is getting lower and lower.

suddenly!

He grabbed Tang Ran's arm and asked excitedly, "I didn't move, I put it in my trousers, can I connect it?"

"Completely broken?"

Tang Ran felt a little hurt from being caught, and broke away his hand: "The most important thing now is to stop the bleeding. I'll find someone to help, don't worry."

The boy's heart sank when Tang Ran tore his hand away. Seeing that she was about to go out, he immediately grabbed her again and growled ferociously: "No, you must promise me that you will take care of me well." ! Otherwise, when I am on the operating table, what will you do if you refuse to admit it?"