Mrs. Jun turned her gaze to Jun Yucheng, who had been silent all this time, and said, "Acheng, if we don't change the doctor this time, I won't do this surgery."
She also vaguely felt that her grandson had unknowingly sided with Ji Ran, no matter how disgusting and disgusting that woman was.
Jun Yucheng's expression finally changed a little. He turned his gaze to the ajar door of the ward, then took it back, looked at the old lady, and said:
"I see."
After saying this, he turned and left the ward without waiting for Madam Jun to say a word.
After the door of the ward was closed, Jun Yucheng's face darkened several times, and a hint of coldness flashed in his deep and dark black eyes.
The three-dimensional thin lips were slightly pursed, and some anger melted into the deep eyes, because of the words Ji Ran said in the ward——
My relationship with your Jun family was completely severed six years ago, and I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore.
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When he heard Ji Ran say these words, the involuntary anger factor in his heart began to rush into his chest.
That damn woman, she was quite straightforward and kept her relationship with the Jun family or Jun Yucheng clean.
only--
She was right, their relationship was completely over when the divorce agreement was signed six years ago.
So, what is he angry about?
It was he who ended their relationship, but why would he be so angry when he heard her say that she had nothing to do with the Jun family again?
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There is still a little bit of disappointment.
He stopped at the door of the ward, frowning more and more, feeling a little unhappy because of this inexplicable feeling.
He looked at Ji Ran's office, which was not far from the ward. He could see the closed office door and the sign hanging on the door——
Attending doctor: Ji Ran.
Inside that door sat his former wife, but now she was standing in front of him as a doctor.
——Ah Cheng, do you love me?
--like.
——Are you afraid of hurting me?
——No, I said that because I was afraid that you would hurt me.
--Hate!
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Six years ago, he doted on her and loved her to the core. He gave her the love that women all over the world dream of.
In front of her, he will let go of all the coldness in front of outsiders and become warm and even hot.
He would joke with her, and then when he saw her smiling happily, he would also laugh happily.
He thought that at that time, he probably had more than just that simple purpose for her.
If there was no trace of true feelings, how could he act so realistically, so realistically that even he was deceived, so realistically that she really thought she was the happiest woman in the world.
Then, when she was immersed in happiness and forgot about everything, he easily drove her into hell and broke her into pieces.
I am pregnant.
Knock it off!
At that time, his words were poisonous and cruel enough to make her despair, right?
Isn't this his original purpose?
Why.
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Looking back now, he felt that when he said these words, he was a little cruel and a little too harsh.
He doesn't understand mercy, whether toward his enemies or his relatives. The word "pity" never existed in his world.