happy ex-wife

Chapter 713 The Painter with a Story ([-])

Qiao Ya made a sharp sound, "This mourner can't help you."

Shui Anluo came over after washing her hands, and asked cautiously while wiping her hands: "Lafayette, why are you so against heart disease?"

After so many years, why did she still refuse to let herself go?
Qiao Yaruan paused slightly while holding the lollipop, and what flashed before her was still the scene from that year.

Shui Anluo watched Qiao Yaruan's face change slightly, and her heart felt a little heavy.

"It's nothing, I just don't like it." Qiao Yaruan returned to her senses and said indifferently.

She obviously didn't dislike it, but she still didn't dare to face it.

Because sister Qi Rou's death was pierced through the heart.

Shui Anluo wanted to say something, but found that, as an outsider, everything she said was in vain.

"Then I'll go to see the little fat man first, and we'll go out for dinner together at noon."

"Go, go." Qiao Yaruan said, sitting directly by Shui Anluo's computer and playing with the computer.

Shui Anluo walked to the door with her medical records in her arms, and looked at the people who were playing games. When was she really willing to let herself go, and stop letting the matter of sister Qi Rou oppress her so much?
After Shui Anluo left, the smile on Qiao Yaruan's face slowly disappeared, and then she stared at the game screen on the computer in a daze.

Heart disease, some memories are slowly recalled in my mind.

【"Qiao Yaruan, do you know that most diseases are directly or indirectly related to the heart, what are you trying to do with all the heart problems like this?" The dean looked angrily at the top student in front of him.

Qiao Yaruan lowered her head slightly, and said lightly, "My heart is dying."

"What disease is not fatal, what kind of doctor are you so afraid of?" The dean became more and more angry, "Qiao Yaruan, do you have something unspeakable, you can tell it, maybe the teacher can help you—"

"No, I just don't like it." Qiao Yaruan raised her head and looked directly at the dean.

"You, you, you are so mad at me, no matter how good your grades are, you can't be a good doctor, you know?" The dean reprimanded loudly. 】

Can't be a good doctor?
The memory stopped with the director's cry, Qiao Yaruan hugged her knee in a daze, maybe, no matter how hard she tried in other subjects, she couldn't connect with the heart, she was still not a good doctor.

However, the heart.

She couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

Qiao Yaruan hugged her legs tightly, buried her head between her knees, and trembled slightly.

"If you dare to take this child away today, there will be no relationship between us." The man's angry voice floated through the corridor into the room.

Qiao Yaruan raised her head slightly, who would use such a bloody plot?

She thought, put away the sadness on her face, and went out with curiosity.

"The child is in my stomach, whether you want it or not has nothing to do with you." The woman showed no sign of weakness.

Qiao Yaruan pursed her lips, and when she left the door, she saw two figures standing not far from the corridor. Soon, the woman left after speaking. The man turned his back to her. She couldn't see his face, but she was curious about the man. Will it catch up.

The man did not chase, but stood there all the time.

"Hey, don't chase after me. If you don't chase after your child—" Qiao Yaruan hadn't finished speaking when she saw the man with stern eyes looking back, she automatically zipped her mouth, then turned and turned back. office.

(End of this chapter)