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"Zhan Yan?" At this moment, the man also saw her. The astonishment on his handsome face turned to sadness. She didn't expect that in order to avoid her, she would even switch to a different hospital.

Three years, exactly three years. This was the first time Zhan Yan had appeared in front of him. Three years ago, she threw him a slap in the face and left. When they met again three years later, it was like this.

"Yan Yan, you, are you alright?" Gao Yuxuan's hoarse voice had a hint of a sob.

Zhan Yan was silent, in the shadows, her lips curled up into a self-deprecating smile. Memories poured out of her mind like a tide, pressing down on her so hard she could barely breathe.

That year, her dependent grandmother suddenly died. Then she overheard her mother and father talking, and her mother firmly opposed taking her home to raise her. She wanted her to perish on her own. This succession of attacks was undoubtedly fatal for a 17-year-old girl. Then, Zhan Yan carried his grandmother's casket and somehow stood on the top of the twenty-six floors.

At that time, Gao Yuxuan rushed forward recklessly. He stood by her side and said: "Let's walk together, or jump together. No matter what choice she has, he will always accompany her." At that time, the resolute expression on his face was deeply engraved in Zhan Yan's heart, and she thought that this was love.

At that time, Gao Yuxuan was truly good to her. He would insist on standing in line outside the cafeteria an hour in advance every Thursday to prepare her a serving of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, and would pick out all the spring onion and coriander she didn't like to eat and place them in his bowl at every meal. He would skip class with her and take notes for his. At that time, everyone had said that Gao Yuxuan doted on her to the core. Zhan Yan also deeply believed that he would never let go of her hand in this lifetime.

But Zhan Yan overlooked it, he had two hands, never in her wildest dreams would she think that he would use his left hand to pull her, and her right hand to pull her sister.

Zhan Yan's long silence caused Gao Yuxuan to become inexplicably anxious, "Yan Yan, have you been well all these years?" he asked again.

"Nothing bad." Zhan Yan laughed, he shook her head and thought of the past that had passed away long ago. As it turned out, time could heal wounds. When they met again, she had already learned how to calmly face him.

"Doctor Wei, the patient's blood pressure has been decreasing. Come quickly and have a look." From the emergency room came the anxious voice of the nurse.

Zhan Yan and Gao Yuxuan walked in together. When she saw the ashen-faced Wei Shanshan on the sickbed, she didn't have a single trace of emotion on her face. When she saw Gao Yuxuan, she had already guessed it.

Zhan Yan lifted the blanket under Wei Shanshan. At this time, her lower body was still bleeding, her long hair was in disarray, and cold sweat was all over her forehead. Why did they only send it when everyone was in shock? How did you become a husband! "

Facing Zhan Yan's questioning, Gao Yuxuan frowned, and was left speechless. At first, when Wei Shanshan designed him to go to bed, and after that, when she faked the marriage, the relationship between the husband and wife wasn't deep. Wei Shanshan had been being hypocritical since the moment she was pregnant. She cried for her abdominal pain all day, but no one knew if it was true pain or pretense.