My ex-husband was in so much pain after I left

"Xingci, how is Zijin? Is the situation serious?"

While talking, Lu Shaoqin took Yan Jiuli's hand, and walked towards the gentlemanly man in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses who had grabbed Yan Guoan's hand just now.

Jiang Yan Jiuli pushed towards the man: "This is Zijin's half-sister, she has the same type as her, and she has undergone several surgeries before."

The name of the man in front of him is Gu Xingci, who was specially hired by him from Haskell University in the United States for Zijin's illness. He is the youngest professor of medicine in the World Cancer Research Expert Group.

One month later, Yan Zijin's surgery will also be performed by him. It is said that the success rate is above 60.00%, and the hope is very high.

Yan Jiuli was caught by the hand that had broken her nails before, and her fingers were tightly clenched, excruciatingly painful, but she bit her lip and endured it, insisting on not saying a word.

Gu Xingci supported him, looked down at the woman's bleeding fingertips, and frowned disapprovingly.

"Miss Yan's wrist cutting is not serious, but she lost too much blood and is in the process of blood transfusion." Gu Xingci took off the stethoscope from his neck and explained the situation to Lu Shaoqin.

"That's good, I'll go and see her." Hearing that Zijin was fine, Lu Shaoqin relaxed a little, pointed at Yan Jiuli and said, "If you want a blood transfusion, just pump her."

Gu Xingci raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I think this lady's complexion is not very good, I'm afraid she is not suitable for blood transfusion."

"It's okay." Lu Shaoqin thought about Yan Zijin who was still lying on the hospital bed, and hated the woman beside him even more: "She is in good health, it's just hypocritical. Zijin did this because of her, so let her be compensated by giving her a chance."

"But..." Gu Xingci wanted to say something, but the woman grabbed her wrist forcefully.

"I'm fine, let's go get the blood drawn." Yan Jiuli gritted his teeth and shook his head even though his stomach was still hurting, not wanting to show the slightest vulnerability in front of this man.

Gu Xingci's eyes turned around between the two of them, he pursed his lips, and took her away without saying anything.

"Only you can control her." In the distance, Lin Peipei's voice gradually faded away: "We worked hard to raise her, but unexpectedly we raised such a white-eyed wolf..."

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"How much?" Yan Jiuli rolled up his sleeves, sat on the white hospital bed, and asked in a deep voice.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Gu Xingci put on a medical mask, but did not take out the needle.

Instead, he took out a small cake from the drawer and handed it to the woman: "I see you've been holding your stomach, you must have a weak stomach, okay, I'm not an expert in the stomach, but I know more or less friends, Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, thank you." Yan Jiuli shook his head: "Didn't it draw blood?"

"It's just a simple blood transfusion. There is still stock in the blood bank." The man pushed the cake closer: "Eat some, sweets will make people feel better."

Yan Jiuli wanted to reject the man's kindness, but at this moment, her stomach growled twice.

"This is a gift from the patient's family. I don't like food very much, and I don't want to disappoint the other party's kindness. Can you help me?"

The man's gentle eyes fell on Yan Jiuli's face, as if he wanted to see through her strong shell and see through her fragile heart.

Yan Jiuli knew that he was just making an excuse, so he didn't say anything, and started to eat in suspense.

But the sweeter the food, the more it brought out his own bitterness and desolation, Yan Jiuli finally couldn't help it, and sobbed softly.

Big drops of tears fell on the cake, and the woman shook her hands and stuffed them into her mouth together with the cream.

Lu Shaoqin, why did we get to where we are today.

Obviously at that time, when you put the ring in my palm, you told me that you would treat me well for the rest of your life!

"Don't cry, the wound will touch the tears." A handkerchief beside him handed it over.

Yan Jiuli looked up, and saw a man standing in front of her holding an iodine gauze.

The woman took the handkerchief and was about to thank her when a WeChat message popped up on her phone. Yan Jiuli only glanced at it before smashing the phone to the ground uncontrollably.

"Sister, thank you for your blood." Yan Zijin's provocative message stung her eyes every word.

She slammed the door open and ran all the way to Yan Zijin's ward.

The door was not closed tightly, through the gap in the door, Yan Jiuli looked at the man who was facing her coldly, and lowered his eyes gently, with an apple being peeled in his hand.

The pale face of the woman sitting on the hospital bed could not conceal her flying spirit.

A pair of round and bright almond eyes occupy almost one-third of the face, delicate eyebrows and eyes with a gentle and quiet smile, the whole person is as beautiful as an untainted angel.

Yan Jiuli suddenly felt bored, what was he rushing here for?Do you feel disgusted watching them show their affection?
The girl in the ward suddenly raised her head to look at herself, with a bright smile on her lips, she waved to herself and shouted: "Sister, are you here to see me?"

The man who was peeling the skin raised his head when he heard the words, and when he saw her standing outside the door, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Shaoqin, let my sister come in and have a seat." With a charming smile, the girl motioned for the people around her to move.

"Why are you here?" The man stood up and opened the door reluctantly, blocking Yan Jiuli's way with his body, the disgust in his eyes was clear at a glance.

"What stupid question are you asking, of course my sister is here to see me!" the girl said angrily.

He casually picked up the half-peeled apple that Lu Shaoqin put on the table, and continued to peel it: "Sister, come in quickly and taste the imported apples that Shaoqin bought. They are very sweet and fragrant...ah!"

The blade brushed against the girl's fingertips, and blood gushed out instantly.

"Zijin!" Hearing the girl's cry of pain, Lu Shaoqin turned around and ran towards the head of the bed, his elbow inadvertently bumped into Yan Jiuli's arm, knocking her backwards.

His waist hit the doorknob behind him.

"Ah..." Unprepared, Yan Jiuli also cried out in pain.

"What's your name?" Lu Shaoqin was wiping Yan Zijin's wound with a cotton ball, when he heard Yan Jiuli's voice, he turned his head and gave her a cold look.

Then he said disgustedly and disgustedly: "I don't know how to come and help!"

Yan Jiuli stared at the people in the ward, not to be outdone, and replied, "It's nothing, I was disgusted by the two bugs."

"What did you say!" Lu Shaoqin stood up suddenly, glared at Yan Jiuli viciously, and reprimanded: "She is your sister!"

"Blame me. I shouldn't be taking Brother Shaoqin's time. My sister must be jealous."

Yan Zijin was blocked behind the man, and only a weak voice came to Yan Jiuli's ears: "Brother Shaoqin, you should spend more time with your sister, after all, she is your wife."

"She still needs my company?" Lu Shaoqin said sarcastically, "I don't know how comfortable she is living alone."

"Yeah, I'm at ease." Yan Jiuli pulled the corners of his lips, trying to show a smile.

However, the eyes staring at the two were full of desolate chill: "It's you, Zijin, who seems to be inseparable from your brother-in-law for a moment. By the way, it's been three years, can't you still call him brother-in-law? Brother Shaoqin, brother Shaoqin, it sounds too boring."

"Brother Shaoqin, ah, no, brother-in-law, it's my fault."

The girl's voice was even lower, and even a little trembling: "I'm just, I've been called brother Shaoqin like this since I was a child, and it's hard to change it for a while, I... I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Don't pay attention to her!" Lu Shaoqin gently embraced the girl who was huddled like a white rabbit in his arms, and softly comforted her: "I don't know what kind of crazy she is today, and she speaks with a gun and a stick, which is unreasonable."

Looking up, the man exuding cold air gave Yan Jiuli a warning stare, pointed to the door and said: "If you have nothing to do, get out quickly, don't embarrass yourself here."

"It's my fault. Don't drive my sister away. It's me who should go."

As the little rabbit spoke, his voice began to choke, and tears fell down in big drops.

She managed to stand up, but because of her unstable center of gravity, she fell into the arms of the man, and hugged him tightly: "But Brother Shaoqin, I'm so scared..."

"Don't move, she should go." The man held the woman in his arms distressedly, comforting her with all his tenderness.

Yan Jiuli stared coldly at the pair of dogs and men showing off in front of her like glue.

There was a sharp pain in her heart like swallowing ten thousand needles, and the needle tip, as thin as a vellus hair, flowed along the blood to her limbs and bones, piercing her body.

Turning around, she didn't want to stay here for another second.

Suddenly, there was a churning in her stomach, she covered her mouth suddenly, rushed into the bathroom of the VIP ward, and vomited crazily.