Fang Xiaoran walked out of the cold drink shop. Just about to return to the company, she suddenly remembered that today was Xiao Jingcheng's birthday. She stopped and went into a flagship store for men's products nearby.

She looked around and chose from left to right. Finally, she chose a belt and sunglasses inlaid with a simple logo. After paying the bill, she rushed to the office.

When Fang Xiaoran handed the beautifully wrapped gift box to Xiao Jingcheng and sincerely wished him a happy birthday, he grabbed her thin wrist and looked at her with a smile. "Ranran, my birthday is my biggest. You must meet my little request."

"What requirements?"

"Can you give me a kiss?"

Caught off guard, Fang Xiaoran is very helpless. "No, next."

"Ranran, as far as I know, Shen Zichuan is going to a very secret hospital today to find a top psychologist for treatment. Give me a kiss and I'll take you to him. How about it?"

The man leaned lazily on the big class chair and asked for a kiss. He had no dignity and aura as a big boss, which made Fang Xiaoran cry and laugh.

After a clear cough, she said with a straight face, "Jingcheng, can you stop making trouble? You know, I came to Shen Zichuan not for my personal reasons, but for bao'er. Do you have the heart to let bao'er's condition deteriorate gradually, and finally --"

"Wait, Ranran, how can I have the heart to see that bao'er can't recover?" Xiao Jingcheng looked down at her watch, then looked up at her, hooked her beautiful index finger, smiled and narrowed her eyes. "I'm just kidding, activate the atmosphere, look at your face, ouch, don't be too ugly."

Hearing the speech, Fang Xiaoran is so angry that she grinds her teeth.

She can't bear it. She has nothing to worry about with a man who divides carefully from time to time.

On the way to the hospital, Xiao Jingcheng closed his mouth all the way, more tightly than a turtle shell.

The doctor treated his headache not with ordinary massage and drug treatment, but with sharp long needles one by one into his acupoints. It was not painful, but it was itchy, as if naughty ants swam around in the blood, which was unbearable.

"Ranran, you must accompany me when I treat. As long as you are there, I am not afraid!"

Through the secret guidance of Xiao Huange, Xiao Jingcheng is no longer pressed by Xiaoran, but adopts a gentle and cunning method to stay with her all day to cultivate feelings.

"Jingcheng, you forgot. I'm going to find Shen Zichuan. I don't have time to accompany you."

Fang Xiaoran clenched her mobile phone and smiled at him very gently. "It's just to let the needle prick a few times. What's the big deal? Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. I believe you're ready mentally and physically."

Seeing the move, Xiao Jingcheng called the driver to stop the car by the side of the road.

Fang Xiaoran doesn't know why he has split personality. She sees him bring an enlarged handsome face together and stare at her inch by inch. The bottom of her eyes is always stained with a bad smile. "Ranran, if you don't accompany me to see a doctor, I won't tell you where Shen Zichuan has gone."

"Xiao Jingcheng!"

Fang Xiaoran was so angry that she wanted to crush his head.

Since when, the guy who goes straight to the end has changed and become wilted. When he teases her, he will never touch his routine.

When I got to the hospital, the doctor who had been booked a week ago had been waiting in the operating room.

Forced by Fang Xiaoran's fierce eyes, Xiao Jingcheng lies wronged on the operating table and can't wait to hold her little hand tightly, "Ranran, hold you, I won't be afraid."

Fang Xiaoran knows for the first time that men can be so coquettish. I'll see you for a long time!

Half an hour later, staring at Xiao Jingcheng, who has become a hedgehog on his head and has narrowed his eyes into sleep, Fang Xiaoran broke away from his palm and slipped away quietly.

About half a minute before arriving at her destination, Xiao Jingcheng finally mercifully told her the specific outpatient room for Shen Zichuan's treatment.

It is also in this private hospital, which is very hidden but includes many top doctors. In and out are celebrities, successful people and popular stars. Privacy and confidentiality are done very well. There is no need to worry that all kinds of private information will be revealed easily.

Xiao Jingcheng is in the brain Department on the third floor, while Shen Zichuan is in the psychological department on the top floor.

Fang Xiaoran doesn't understand that Shen Zichuan hit a nerve in the brain. There is congestion in the brain. Why doesn't he need a brain doctor, but a psychologist?

She took the elevator directly to the top floor and stepped into the corridor. It was white and empty everywhere. Few doctors and nurses came and went.

Probably what the patient needs most is quiet, and the decoration is particularly different, using a comfortable light sky blue.

Only a few wards were hidden, and the others were closed. Fang Xiaoran looked around and didn't find the specific location. Finally, she finally waited until a passing female doctor hurried to ask politely, "Hello, which room is Dr. Miao?"

The female doctor had a gentle attitude, "over there."

"Thank you."

Fang Xiaoran breathed slowly and turned back.

After making trouble for a long time, she took a wrong direction. No wonder she couldn't find it for a long time.

A long corridor, more and more quiet, at the end of a consulting room, the door was closed, and a small gap was opened. It was not big, but it was enough for Fang Xiaoran to see clearly through the crack in the door. She was lying on the recliner with her back to her, revealing half of Shen Zichuan's cold side face.

She heard the psychologist's question, "Mr. Shen, as long as you mention Fang Xiaoran, you will still have an unbearable headache?"

He spits out a word from his thin lips, "yes."

"Have you met her recently?"

"Yes."

"What's your reaction? Or does your heart beat faster and your breathing get worse..."

"None."

Shen Zichuan abruptly interrupted the doctor's chatter, raised his eyelids, and smiled coldly. "Many people say she is my ex-wife and has been with me for four years, but when I look at her, I don't respond, just like looking at a stranger who has nothing to do with her. Therefore, I'm thinking, it's possible that I have no husband and wife affection with her, so I will be so indifferent!"

Last night, he received an anonymous express.

In the express, there are all photos of Fang Xiaoran and Xiao Jingcheng embracing each other, and many photos of her and Xiao Jingcheng holding a blonde girl laughing happily.

The little girl's name is Fang Baoer. She knows at a glance that she is a proper hybrid. She can't be the seed of Xiao Jingcheng. That's the child born by Fang Xiaoran and the ghost guy.

What's the use of such a man's ex-wife?!

The doctor was stunned for a few seconds. He remembered that he had received a call from a mysterious woman in the morning, asking him to get a lot of sky high reward as long as he followed her plan, so that he could have no worries for the rest of his life.

With his head down, his eyes flashed vaguely. He knew what to do.

Therefore, the doctor said skillfully and instructively, "Mr. Shen, since you have no feeling for your ex-wife, but you have a splitting headache when you mention her, do you think you can give you an appropriate hypnosis and completely remove her from your mind?"

"OK, just do as you say!"

Shen Zichuan resolutely lifted this sentence without hesitation.

That dirty and shameless woman shouldn't exist in his memory at all.

At the empty door, Fang Xiaoran listened to all the conversations in her ears, and the man's vaguely bored and disdainful face looked at the bottom of her eyes, as if her heart had been stirred and torn by a big hand, which hurt so much that she was about to explode.

She stood up quickly and silently, turned and walked forward with her head down, and gradually accelerated her steps into running.

In the pain, her vision was blurred. She went into the dark and bright fire passage. She couldn't support herself and fell on the hard wall. Her body slowly rubbed the wall and fell on the cement ground.

Tears trickled silently down the corners of my eyes.

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