In the examination room, Fu ran bit her lips and closed her eyes slightly.

Lin Qian's eyes tightly locked her face, and his fingers gently pressed for her: "does it hurt here?"

"OK." But she still wanted to cry.

Open your eyes again and see the long, narrow and beautiful eyes, which are stained with a layer of depressed emotion that Fu ran can't see through.

He still gently pressed it for her to know where it hurt and where it didn't hurt.

Obviously, he can prescribe medicine and even give her an analgesic injection, but he insisted on gently pressing her with his hand to relieve her pain.

Perhaps his eyes gave her a sense of stability, or she felt much more comfortable under his palm. Fu ran slowly felt sleepy, buried his face in the pillow and closed his eyes.

When Lin Qian spoke to her again, she just responded gently.

His eyes became gentle and revealed his real thoughts. He reached out and gently brushed her sweaty hair on her forehead, rubbing her fingertips twice.

But that's all.

He didn't forget that she was still Tang Yao's wife. He was not a person who lost his moral integrity, and he didn't want to embarrass her.

Even though he was a little eager to get close to her.

A moment later, he opened the green curtain, took off his gloves and said to the little nurse, "get ready to drip."

The little nurse nodded. Lin Qian looked at Tang Yao again: "it's not pregnancy. It's painful."

Tang Yao didn't quite understand these four words.

President Lin took off his mask and explained word by word to Mr. Tang without expression: "it's the discomfort and pain caused by the man's forced sex because the woman is not fully prepared."

Frankly speaking, it is similar to marital violence.

Because it must be savage enough to make a woman so painful.

After Lin Qian explained, Tang Yao's face was a little black. It was really not good-looking.

No man likes his privacy to be made public. Tang Yao is a person with a head and face, and he is also a sensitive man. He always feels that Lin Qian, as a doctor, has some personal feelings when he says these words.

However, he didn't have time to investigate Lin Qian's few minutes alone with his wife, nor did he want to think about the extreme discomfort in his heart when he heard Fu ran humming under Lin Qian's inspection——

He has to take care of Fu ran, from physiology to psychology.

After all, he was rude to her.

Fu ran was taken to the VIP ward. The little nurse gave him a drip. Lin Qian came to have a look again.

When the ward was quiet, Tang Yao stood at the head of the bed and looked at Fu Ran's sleeping face. He felt some remorse.

When they did, she said it hurt, but he was completely dazzled by his anger and came regardless. Later, she softened and let him do it. He thought she was obedient

Tang Yao closed his eyes slightly. When he opened it again, he gently shook Fu Ran's little hand and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "don't you be obedient?"

Fu ran didn't wake up. He lay quietly, his face as white as paper.

Tang Yao looked for a long time, got up and went to the window.

He wanted to smoke, but he held back and looked at the night quietly.

He doesn't know what's wrong with himself.

Clearly hate her, hate her more than three years ago, too cruel, but now she ignores him and doesn't want him. Instead, he feels very uncomfortable when she lies here.

When Fu ran woke up, he saw Tang Yao standing by the window.

She blinked and heard him say, "Fu ran, I won't divorce."

He turned, "as long as I don't let go, you can always be Mrs. Tang!"

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