Difficult ex-wife

Cloud City, a private hospital.

VIP ward.

A group of expert doctors in white coats surrounded the hospital bed.

On the hospital bed, the man in the hospital gown lowered his head slightly, his deep black eyes never leaving the phone screen.

Dr. John finished the CT scan and discussed with the experts before requesting an examination of the patient.

But the patient doesn't seem to cooperate.

"Mr. Fu, can you stop playing with your phone for a while?" The female assistant next to Dr. John said in not-so-fluent Chinese.

Fu Nancen squeezed the phone tightly, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at the doctor in front of him and the ordinary-looking Asian woman.

Dr. John examines the patient's pupils with a small flashlight.

The phone rang suddenly.

Regardless of the fact that he was still under inspection, Fu Nancen pushed away Dr. John who was under inspection, and quickly clicked on VX, but it was not the information from Ye Fu, but a reminder to add friends.

Unprepared, Dr. John was pushed lightly by him and almost fell down. Fortunately, the female assistant helped him in time.

"Mr. Fu, is the phone more important than your life?" the female assistant blamed.

I have never seen such a non-cooperative patient.

"Ning, it's okay." Dr. John patted the female assistant on the shoulder instead.

"Sorry, I'm waiting for my lover's message." Fu Nancen's tone was filled with disappointment that could not be concealed. For several days, his daughter never contacted him again and asked Zhao Jin to restore the data, but the technician said that there was no record to restore. He doubted himself, could it be that he had hallucinations in a coma?
After the examination, the group left the ward.

The old man of the Fu family who was sitting in a wheelchair was already waiting outside.

Dr. John communicated with him, and the female assistant was translating throughout the process.

When it comes to the very low success rate of the operation, the old man of the Fu family is still red-eyed. After all, Dr. John is the last hope of his grandson.

"Don't be too sad, the doctor will do his best." The female assistant took a tissue and handed it to Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu took it and said thank you.

After adjusting his mood, Mr. Fu asked Uncle Zhao to push him into the ward.

Watching the old man enter the ward, Dr. John sighed, poor old man!

After a while, there was a quarrel in the ward.

"The doctor said that patients should not be excited." The female assistant walked over quickly and reminded Zhao Jin who was guarding outside the ward.

"It's hard not to be excited about this." Zhao Jin sighed lightly.

Mr. Fu didn't want the Fu family to be a descendant, and he was lobbying for his grandson to be a surrogate, but Fu Nancen refused. He kept emphasizing that Ye Fu and the child were not dead, and he already had a daughter.

"It's been four years, and he has driven himself into a dead end." Zhao Jin sighed, not to mention the old man didn't believe it, even he didn't believe it. He stayed by his side all the time and never heard Fu Nancen talking to any daughter.

Obviously, it was because of excessive thoughts and hallucinations.

"Since he loves his wife and children so much, why did his wife and children leave him?" the female assistant asked curiously.

"Fate tricks people."

"It's still not enough love."

Zhao Jin couldn't help but look at the female assistant more. She looks very ordinary, but she has an indescribable temperament.

"I hate scumbags." The female assistant smiled.

"My name is Zhao Jin, how about you?"

"An Ning, you can call me Ning."

"Ning, although we just met for the first time, you make me feel very familiar. I have no other intentions." Zhao Jin said his thoughts.

"Many people say that because I have a popular face."

Zhao Jin handed her a business card, "This is the first time you come to Yunshi, if you need any help, you can find me."

An Ning gestured to the wedding ring on her ring finger: "I'm married."

"It's not what you think, it's just to make friends. If possible, you can help enlighten the person in the ward."

An Ning said OK and accepted the business card.

"Actually, it's not that I don't love, but it's too late. He has lived in pain for the past four years. He has just passed his [-]s, and his hair is all gray." Zhao Jin is a witness of this relationship and sees everything. In the eyes.

"Hair turns gray, it's caused by a brain tumor." An Ning pointed it out.

The door of the ward opened, and Uncle Zhao pushed Mr. Fu out.

Mr. Fu clutched his chest, looking ugly.

"Grandpa Fu, are you okay?" Zhao Jin asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Ah Jin, please persuade Ah Cen, the Fu family can't just be like this." Old Master Fu's voice was indescribably tired.

"Grandpa Fu, maybe what A Cen said is true!"

"I also hope it's true, but it's been four years..." Mr. Fu sighed, but couldn't continue, and asked Uncle Zhao to push him away.

Watching the back of the old man of the Fu family leaving, Zhao Jin glanced at the female assistant at the side from the corner of her eye, and saw that her eye circles were also red.

"The old man is so pitiful, I hate this kind of thing the most." An Ning found Zhao Jin looking at her, she said with a heavy heart.

"Yeah, the old man has been blaming himself for his decision all these years!"

Just as An Ning was about to answer the call, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the ward.

Zhao Jin and the others hurriedly opened the door and went in.

Fu Nancen fell to the ground in embarrassment, and a stack of photos was scattered on the ground.

"Ah Cen." Zhao Jin hurried over to help him.

Fu Nancen refused to get up, but hurried to pick up those photos.

He was just about to pick up a photo in front of him when a high-heeled shoe stepped on it.

It was a profile photo of a beautiful woman looking at the sky full of fireworks.

He raised his head and looked angrily at the person stepping on the photo.

The woman also looked at him condescendingly, with short black and white mixed hair, and lines between his brows. He was very vicissitudes of life. He was very thin, with sunken cheeks. Few people who were tortured by the disease could maintain a healthy state.

She took half a step back slowly, moving her foot away.

There is half a footprint in the photo.

Fu Nancen picked it up and carefully wiped off the footprints. Looking at the woman in the photo, he had a smile in his eyes. Fortunately, he didn't step on it.

An Ning bent down to help pick up the scattered photos.

It was the same woman in the photos, from every angle.

"Give it to me." Fu Nancen asked.

An Ning slowly reached out and handed him the photo.

Just when he was about to hold the photo, she let go of her hand, and the photo was scattered again.

Fu Nancen didn't even have time to curse, so he nervously went to pick up those precious photos again,
An Ning looked at him blankly as he picked up the photos one by one, and carefully wiped the dust on them...

A mocking smile climbed the corner of her mouth.

With the help of Zhao Jin and the others, Fu Nancen sat back on the hospital bed. When he looked up again, the woman who stepped on his photo was gone, and she ran fast. Next time he dares to step on his photo, he must be careful Teach her a lesson!
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mirage.

Tutu patted his chubby belly, his big eyes bent into crescents.