Morning sickness during divorce, was bumped into by ex-husband kneeling and begging for remarriage

The director opened the background and looked at the patient's medical records.

Sure enough, under his last diagnosis and treatment records, he followed the medical records of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

This doctor named Su Nanxing not only gave the old man acupuncture, but also prescribed traditional Chinese medicine!

Simply bullshit!

The old man has been taking hypoglycemic drugs to control blood sugar very well. If there are hypoglycemic ingredients in Chinese medicine, hypoglycemia is very likely to occur at that time!

Hypoglycemia can be fatal if it is critical!

Mr. Li's son is now working in the provincial government, and the director directly called him.

The director was relieved when he heard that the other party promised not to let the old man take those few Chinese medicines.

Su Nanxing didn't know that his sick account had been interfered with.

She and Luo Yewei sat dryly until they got off work, and there were no other sick calls.

In the afternoon, a young man came with a bad stomach. Su Nanxing gave him a few injections and prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine.

There were only three patients in one day, and Su Nanxing pulled his hair in worry.

Luo Yewei is more pitiful than her, only two.

"You just came here, it's pretty good to have three patients a day." Luo Yewei comforted her.

Of course, Su Nanxing was not comforted.

Seeing Meng Qingxue at the hospital gate after work, my depressed mood reached the bottom.

"Su Nanxing."

Meng Qingxue saw her from a distance, and hurried to meet her.

Su Nanxing had a sullen face and didn't want to talk to her.

Meng Qingxue stood in front of her with the attitude of a winner, her eyes were arrogant, and her tone was also arrogant: "Let's talk about it."

Su Nanxing's eyes fell on the bag she was carrying.

Limited-edition luxury goods are not the ones that can be bought with money.

Meng Qingxue wanted to show off at first, and when she saw her looking over, she immediately said, "You like this bag? Brother Beiyuan gave it to me..."

"What do you want from me?" Su Nanxing interrupted her directly: "Tell me."

"Actually, it's nothing." Meng Qingxue brushed her hair, and put her bag on her shoulder again: "I just want to tell you, since you are separated from Brother Beiyuan, don't stalk you in the future, it's ugly .”

Su Nanxing looked at her expressionlessly: "Is there any more?"

Three years ago, Meng Qingxue enjoyed the superiority pursued by Lu Beiyuan, and did not agree to associate with him.

She thought that she would naturally become the noble and wealthy daughter-in-law of the Lu family, but she didn't expect that the Su family would intervene.

The unknown Su Nanxing actually married Lu Beiyuan.

Fortunately, three years later, Lu Beiyuan will never forget her.

But even so, Meng Qingxue still didn't dare to be careless.

She knew that Lu Beiyuan would never forget her old relationship, but she also clearly realized that to Lu Beiyuan, Su Nanxing was also special.

In the next time, she will prevent Su Nanxing from having any further contact with Lu Beiyuan.

"Brother Beiyuan told me that you should be very clear about how much your Su family has profited from the three-year marriage. Su Nanxing, you should be content."

In the past three years, the Su family has reached the sky in one step, and their business has expanded by an unknown number of times.

Su Nanxing gave her a cold look, said nothing, and walked away.

Meng Qingxue called her from behind: "Hi! Su Nanxing!"

Sunan Xing didn't even look back.

She took the subway back to her apartment. She never expected that when she got out of the elevator, she saw a tall man standing at the door of her house.

Lu Beiyuan was dressed in formal attire, his legs wrapped in iron-gray trousers were long and straight, and he looked extremely dignified.

Before Su Nanxing could say anything, he had already looked over deeply.

In the next second, he strode up to her and raised his hand to touch the hair on her forehead: "Your dad beat you?"

Only then did Su Nanxing remember that he had a Band-Aid on his forehead.

She dodged Lu Beiyuan's hand, hummed vaguely, and asked him, "Why are you here?"

The thread of love is entangled and difficult to pull away.

But no matter how difficult it is, Su Nanxing is not going to have any entanglements with him.

It seemed that no matter what she did, in Lu Beiyuan's heart, she couldn't compare to Meng Qingxue.

"Does it still hurt?" Lu Beiyuan stretched out his hand to pull the person over, lowered his head and carefully removed the band-aid: "I'll disinfect it for you."

Su Nanxing lowered his eyes, wondering how cold his eyes were when he saw the wound.

She shook her head and took a step back: "It's okay, a small wound. I can do it myself, you can go."

"Nan Xing." Lu Beiyuan called her helplessly, then without saying anything, he directly held her hand and opened the fingerprint lock.

What else did Su Nanxing have to say, Lu Beiyuan looked at her directly: "Do you want me to carry you in?"

Su Nanxing was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, Lu Beiyuan really hugged her horizontally.

When he entered the house, he raised his leg and closed the door. He hugged Su Nanxing to the sofa and put him down on the sofa before asking, "Where is the medicine box?"

When the words fell, he saw it himself, and before Su Nanxing could speak, he had already brought the medicine box over.

Su Nanxing stared at him blankly.

Sore eyes, desolate heart.

The divorce agreement has been signed, why...you still treat her so well?

Lu Beiyuan disinfected her gently and carefully, as if facing a fragile treasure, with pity and reluctance in his eyes.

Su Nanxing couldn't say a word.

Lu Beiyuan collected the things, saw her eyes were red, and couldn't help hugging her in his arms: "Why didn't you tell me? I didn't tell you, if someone bullies you, tell me..."

"Lu Beiyuan," Su Nanxing interrupted; "Meng Qingxue just came looking for me."

Lu Beiyuan froze.

"She told me to stay away from you and not to pester you." Su Nanxing leaned her chin on his shoulder, and there was the familiar and pleasant smell of Lu Beiyuan in her nose. She couldn't help sniffing: "But, Lu Beiyuan, why are you come to me all the time?"

Lu Beiyuan felt sour in his heart: "It's me... I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Qingxue. Your sister called me and said that you were beaten by your father when you went home. I was worried, so I came to have a look."

As he spoke, he let go of Su Nanxing, and seeing tears on her eyelashes, he couldn't help but reached out to help her wipe them away, and even bowed his head habitually to kiss her.

Su Nanxing avoided him, her voice was a little cold: "She's not my sister."

Lu Beiyuan followed her: "Okay, don't mention her. And... Don't take Qingxue's words to heart. It was because I made her wait for three years that she didn't feel safe to say that."

"But... Lu Beiyuan, even if Meng Qingxue doesn't say those words, I...don't want to see you anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Lu Beiyuan frowned: "We have been married for three years, even if we divorce, I should take care of you."

"We're all divorced, why do you take care of me? Besides, aren't you afraid that Meng Qingxue will be angry?"

"She won't." Lu Beiyuan smiled: "Qingxue is gentle, generous, and understanding. She will understand me."

"Lu Beiyuan, you are wrong." Su Nanxing got up and gave him an order to chase away the guest: "Go away, don't come to me in the future. Also, you also tell Meng Qingxue that I don't want to see her, and don't let her appear in the in front of me."

"Nan Xing," Lu Beiyuan also got up and held her shoulders: "Why can't you accept my kindness?"