The beautiful wife of the president

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

Ding Yifei had a half-smile, and pressed her fingers on her heart, "I feel uncomfortable, does it matter?"

The pen in Zhanyan's hand suddenly stopped. Obviously, this woman knew her relationship with Ji Weiyang well.Heh, are all mistresses so arrogant now!

She raised her head, glanced lightly at the woman on the hospital bed, and then told the intern nurse beside her, "Contact the on-duty physician in the internal medicine department and give Miss Ding a comprehensive heart examination."

Ding Yifei stared at her fiercely, her pretty face was almost distorted with anger, but it was quickly replaced by a smile. She has been in the big dye tank of the entertainment industry for so many years, and she can still hold her breath.

"Doctor Wei, no, it should be Mrs. Ji. I heard that you performed the operation on me. I should thank you. However, there are some things that I think you should know..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your private affairs." Zhanyan interrupted her with an indifferent voice, then closed the notebook, turned and walked out.

"My child belongs to Weiyang; I love him, and he loves me; he promised me that he will divorce you." Ding Yifei's voice sounded eagerly behind her.

"Aren't you pissed? The third party is still so arrogant, you still have to be shameless!" Before Zhanyan could speak, Du Xiaomo yelled in embarrassment.

And Zhanyan's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground by something, and his whole body was so cold that it was almost numb.She turned around slowly, her clear and cold eyes were directly facing Ding Yifei's flaunting gaze.A mocking smile slowly rose from the corner of his lips, "Miss Ding, it doesn't matter who your child belongs to, because he is gone. As for the divorce, Ji Weiyang should tell me personally that you are not eligible."

Ding Yifei pursed her lips tightly, but was speechless.

"If there is no problem, Ms. Ding can be discharged from the hospital today. After all, the beds in our hospital are also very tight." Zhanyan said lightly, and then stepped on her high heels and left.

"Did you hear that? Get out if there's nothing wrong with you. If you're not sick, you'll occupy the latrine." Du Xiaomo yelled angrily, grabbed Ding Yifei's arm, and roughly inserted the needle into her vein.

"Ah! Take it easy, will you know how to get an injection?" Ding Yifei howled ghostly.

Du Xiaomo left the ward and went straight back to the office. When he opened the door, he saw Zhanyan sitting in front of the window in a daze. His skin was as delicate as porcelain, and his skin was almost transparent.A delicate face, indifferent and without any emotion, but inexplicably makes people look at it with an urge to cry.

There was an extremely bitter smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes lightly fell on the injured hand, the snow-white bandage was stained with mottled bloodstains.

"Wei Zhanyan, what do you want to do with such a half-dead look? Either get divorced, or make a mess, and you must not let the surname Ji feel better."

"He's having a hard time, so can I get better?" Zhanyan casually brushed the broken hair on his forehead, walked to the side and poured a glass of warm water.

Du Xiaomo became angry when he saw her tepid appearance, hating that iron can't be made into steel.

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