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At the Global Gynecology Hospital of Jiangcheng, a few young nurses who were interns were gathered together and loudly discussing the Entertainment Weekly newspaper this morning. They kept screaming.

"Oh my god! My prince charming actually has an owner! And it's very likely that he's going to be engaged soon! "

"So this is actually true! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Look here, look here! Fu Zichen, a well-known real estate tycoon in Jiangcheng, is suspected to have reunited with his first girlfriend, Yin Zi. Some reporters saw the two of them appear in a business building hand in hand. . . "

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In the corridor filled with the smell of disinfection, delicate high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the marble floor. Tang Luoran was wearing a long white coat and was walking quickly towards the corner.

"Yin Zi is so beautiful! She and Mr. Fu are simply a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven!"

Another sigh!

Before Tang Luoran could take two steps forward with her long legs wrapped in jeans, Tang Luoran suddenly stopped. Her calm eyes looked towards the source of the noise.

Those tiny praises and sighs kept ringing in her ears. The calmness on Tang Luoran's face became harder and harder to control.

After pausing for two seconds, she took a deep breath and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she lifted her leg and walked quickly.

The sound of high heels approaching could be heard from afar, and the young nurses in the heated discussion pulled each other. Someone signaled to her. Looking in Tang Luoran's direction, the other few immediately shivered. They quickly put away the newspaper and respectfully stood in a row.

"Dr. Tang. . . "

"Dr. Tang, good morning. . . "

The greeting voices of the young nurses rang out one after another. Everyone's gaze swept towards the woman who was walking towards them.

How could a woman who was quite accomplished in medicine and did not smile or smile not cause them to feel fear?

Unexpectedly, Tang Luoran did not seem to hear their conversation just now. She nodded at them symbolically and put her hands in her snow white coat pocket habitually. She walked quickly towards the hallway. In the emergency room on the other side. . .

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Everyone stared at the tall figure and could not help but sigh.

Tang Luoran returned to the on-duty room and took off the cold stethoscope on her neck. She then walked to the side of the washing pond and washed her hands. The cold tap water flowed down along her slender fingers and stimulated her nerves. A trace of crack finally began to appear on her delicate facial features.

Composite. . .

Fu Zichen and Yin Zi want to get back together?

Even though Tang Luoran knew how to disguise herself, the moment she heard the news, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble violently. An inexplicable feeling of discomfort spread within her body.

But no matter how uncomfortable and unbelievable it was, she had no choice but to conceal all her emotions, as if she was concealing that secret.

Tang Luoran had always had a secret, a secret that she had kept for ten years - that was, she loved Fu Zichen.

She loved him so much that she had no choice but to secretly plot against him since ten years ago. How could she make Fu Zichen look away from Yin Zi and give her a little more? How could she marry Fu Zichen and become the legitimate young mistress of Fu family?

So after a few years of careful consideration, she finally made up her mind to do that thing.

After that matter, the Fu and Tang families secretly formed a marriage alliance. She finally got married to Fu Zichen as she wished, and Yin Zi, who was in a bad mood at that time, chose to study abroad.

However, even though she racked her brains, what she got in return was only a five-year marriage that was as respectful as ice.

Was it worth it?

Tang Luoran closed the valve and picked up the handkerchief that was hung on the shelf to wipe her hands clean. She waited until everything was done before returning to the table and sat down.

On the right corner of Tang Luoran's desk was a blue frame. There were a few medical cases stacked on the shelf. She reached out and took out the two top cases. She carefully looked through them for a minute. The more she read, the more bitter the smile on her lips became.

The name of the medical case was signed. - Yin Zi, pregnancy test was positive. It showed that she had been pregnant for almost two months.

Tang Luoran's mind recalled the words Yin Zi said to her a few days ago when she was escorted by a bodyguard to the hospital.

"Tang Luoran, you have occupied the position of the young mistress of Fu family for five years, but you have not even given birth to a child for Zichen. From this point of view, I have once again defeated you. . . "

"Tang Luoran, from today onwards, I want you to be my personal physician and protect the birth of my child. . . "

The entertainment media reports and the real child in Yin Zi's womb, were they all telling her that her marriage with Fu Zichen had really come to an end?

Tang Luoran, it's time to let go, right?

At noon, Tang Luoran went to the hospital for lunch as usual. After she came back, she continued to be in charge of making ward rounds and recording the recent hospitalized patients' physical conditions. Until 4 PM in the afternoon, she walked into the on-call room and took out her phone from her pocket.

The caller ID on the phone screen was empty. Just like every day in the past five years, Fu Zichen would never take the initiative to call her. Only during the family banquet every year, his special assistant would call to inform her.

Tang Luoran's thumb, which was painted with light pink nail polish, was lightly drawing the screen. Page after page, her gaze finally shifted downwards. Her gaze inexplicably fell on the string of numbers behind Fu Zichen's name, and then it did not move again.

Tang Luoran's beautiful eyebrows lightly knitted. Her index finger rubbed the name for a while and her heart struggled repeatedly. Even she hated herself for being so cowardly and cowardly at this moment, thinking about whether there was still a chance to save this marriage.

Should she call him or not? Tang Luoran thought in her heart.

After thinking for about ten seconds, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind. She made a call -