The beautiful wife of the president

What did she do wrong?Why do you have to bully her, even a glass bottle can't get along with her. (!?

"What's the matter?" A deep male voice sounded from above his head, with a slight impatience in his tone, obviously woken up.

He frowned and looked at the mess on the ground, bright red blood dripped on the white marble, red and white were distinct.And Zhanyan curled up on the ground, looking pitiful. "Injured?" he asked.

"Don't worry about it." Her tone was a little aggressive.

He suddenly snorted and lifted her round chin with his palm, not allowing her to escape his gaze.Zhanyan's eyes have been washed by tears, they are bright and beautiful.

"Tell me, why are you crying?" He narrowed his eyes inquiringly, and his breath fell on her pale cheeks warmly.

"My hand hurts." She bit her lip, still avoiding his sight.Ji Weiyang has a pair of deep eyes, piercing the depths of human nature, which even made her a little scared.

Without knowing where the strength came from, she suddenly pushed him away, stumbled into the kitchen, and finally found the medicine box after rummaging through the cabinets. She sat on the ground and applied the medicine for herself. The pain from the disinfectant sting stimulated every cell, teardrops Contained in the pupils of non-stop spinning.

As a doctor, she knows how important hands are to her.However, the pain in the palm of his hand was far from being felt in his heart.She felt that a corner of her heart that contained emotions was decaying inch by inch.

When she married him, it was a sincere delivery.Even if he is always indifferent to her, even if he seldom comes home... Someone once told her that love needs courage.She bravely fell in love, but what she got was always ruthless betrayal, Gao Yuxuan was like this, Ji Weiyang was still the same.

When she dried her tears and walked out of the kitchen, Ji Weiyang had already changed into a suit and was ready to go out.

At the entrance, the black leather shoes were polished brightly. He hesitated a little, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.In fact, Zhanyan is a very good wife, but unfortunately, he is not a qualified husband.

"I'll pick you up at the hospital in the evening. There's a social event, so you can attend with me." He said flatly, then opened the door and left.

Zhanyan stared blankly at the still closed door, Ji Weiyang would never ask for her wishes, his words were as irrefutable as an imperial decree.Every second he gave her seemed like a gift to her.

Zhanyan sat alone at the dining table eating breakfast, the soft slices of bread were chewed like wax.

After breakfast, she hurried to the hospital. Because of her hand injury, she asked the intern doctor to cancel all operations within a week.

"Doctor Wei, you should go to the surgery to bandage the injury on your hand. What to do in case of infection, this kind of thing can be big or small." The intern reminded kindly.

"It's a small injury, don't make a fuss about it." Zhanyan changed into a white coat, picked up the records left by the night shift doctor, flipped through them, and walked towards the ward.

During a routine ward round, she pushed open the door of the high-ranking cadre's ward.

Ding Yifei seemed to be recovering well, her face was rosy, and all indicators were normal.Du Xiaomo, the nurse on duty, was taking her temperature with a straight face.

"Miss Ding, do you feel uncomfortable today?" Zhanyan kept her head down, quickly memorizing various data with a pen in her hand.

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