After the divorce, Mr. Lu was addicted to clinging to her

"The plane leaves at three o'clock. The driver will take you to the airport later." In the dressing room, Lu Wenfeng put a ticket to country M in front of Lin Mo.

In front of the mirror, Lin Mo's face, which was full of joy just now, froze for a moment.

The hair clip in his hand fell to the table with a clatter, and his face was immediately whiter than the wedding dress on his body.

After a long silence, she tremblingly stood up from the chair, looked up at him, and said as calmly as possible: "But we are getting married now."

"Give me medicine, and ask reporters to block the door to expose it." Lu Wenfeng lowered his eyes, looked at her expressionlessly, and then lit a cigarette for himself.

Smoke rings spewed out of his mouth, very natural.

Afterwards, he said indifferently: "Lin Mo, no matter which list you bring out, you will be punished with death."

Lu Wenfeng counted the crimes in detail, Lin Mo frowned: "You still don't believe me?"

Two months ago, she and Lu Wenfeng were blocked by reporters at the entrance of the hotel suite.

That night, Lu Wenfeng was drugged.

He believed that she had given the medicine, and that she had asked reporters to block the door.

But she and Lu Wenfeng already had a marriage contract, so she couldn't afford to do this.

Looking at Lin Mo coldly for a while, thinking about what he heard last night and the evidence that his assistant had just sent over, Lu Wenfeng extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray, turned his head to the door and ordered: "Old Liu, send Miss Lin is going to the airport."

At this time, the door of the dressing room was opened, Lu Wenfeng turned and left, and the driver came in.

The back of the man didn't turn his head, Lin Mo's eyes turned red immediately.

10 years!

I liked him for 10 years, but unexpectedly ended up like this. Unexpectedly, he didn't even have this kind of trust in himself.

If it weren't for, because...

She will not agree to this marriage in a hurry, and will not get married.

His right hand lightly landed on his lower abdomen. Looking at the cold ticket, Lin Mo swallowed choked up, and finally couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

Later, it took her a long time to find out that Zhou also fell ill on the day they got married, and Zhou didn't want to see her, or see them get married, so Lu Wenfeng let her go without saying a word.

The reasons he said in a high-sounding manner were nothing more than crimes he wanted to impose.

It's just that, after such a long life, she won't just like him alone.

...

Five years later!

"Professor Lin, I still need you to go to the emergency department." The little nurse pushed open the door of Lin Mo's office again.

"Well, go right away." Responding to the little nurse, Lin Mo explained some precautions to the patient in front of him, and then went with her.

When he was almost at the operating room, Lin Mo's pace slowed down instantly when he saw the tall and vigorous man in the crowd.

Those eyes, which were exposed outside the mask, immediately cooled down, losing any warmth.

Lu Wenfeng! ! !

I haven't seen her for five years. This encounter was so sudden. Suddenly, when Lu Wenfeng saw her, his brows and eyes darkened.

A moment later, when Lin Mo looked away in a daze, Lu Wenfeng had also recovered his usual indifference and walked towards her.

Standing in front of her, he raised his right hand and took off her mask.

A familiar face appeared in front of his eyes, Lu Wenfeng casually threw the mask into the trash can beside him, and ordered lightly: "Put on your surgical gown, go in and perform the operation."

I haven't seen her for a few years, and he still treats her with this indifferent, superior, and completely commanding attitude.

"Professor Lin." At this moment, the assistant handed over the medical records.

Lin Mo took the medical record and looked at it, then smiled sarcastically.

Zhou Ye!

Sure enough, it was for Zhou Ye.

Looking at Lu Wenfeng indifferently, Lin Mo suddenly remembered the night when he bled heavily.

That night when there was a thunderstorm, she used all her courage to call Lu Wenfeng, wanting to tell him about the child, but Lu Wenfeng hung up on her.

Later, she called several times, but was blocked by him mercilessly.

The past was swarming up, and Lin Mo's heart was pulled hard.

The right hand holding the medical record couldn't help trembling.

After returning the medical record to the assistant, she said calmly, "She is not my patient."

When she came back this time, the patients she wanted to see were all specific.

Seeing her making excuses, Lu Wenfeng's eyebrows darkened, he raised his hand and pinched her face, and said condescendingly: "How can I save her? If you have a condition, you can put it forward."

Before seeing Lin Mo, Lu Wenfeng never imagined that the most prestigious professor of cardiac surgery at a young age, the doctor who could treat Zhou Ye with confidence and replace her heart would be Lin Mo.

With Lu Wenfeng's arrogant attitude, Lin Mo glanced at the operating room, and said calmly, "You are not afraid that I will go in, can she come out?"

Lu Wenfeng should be clearer than anyone else about the grievances and resentments between them.

Let go of Lin Mo's face, Lu Wenfeng straightened her white coat, and glanced at the operating room: "If she can't get out, you don't get out alive."

Lin Mo was furious at Lu Wenfeng's threat, not to be outdone, and said, "I'm dead, let alone no one can perform her surgery."

The dean and several other doctors were baffled and frightened by the dispute between the two of them, and they quickly persuaded them: "Young Master Lu, Miss Zhou's situation today is fine if Professor Lin doesn't go in."

"When a suitable heart source is found, our hospital will hold a meeting to discuss the specific situation of the operation and the attending doctor."

In the dean's circle, Lin Mo turned his head and glanced at him, then took Lu Wenfeng's hand away with a cold face, turned around, and left without looking back, just as heartless as when he turned and left back then.

However, Lin Mo's mood was still disturbed by the appearance of Lu Wenfeng, so it was a bit late to finish work.

After nine o'clock in the evening, as soon as she came out of the consultation room, she looked up and saw Lu Wenfeng with his hands in his trouser pockets, standing on the other side of the corridor like a giant Buddha.

Lin Mo's eyebrows sank, he took the medical gloves, and said blankly: "You don't need to come to me, I won't take Zhou Ye's case."

Lu Wenfeng ignored her words, walked closer, took off her mask again, and squeezed her chin gently.

Looking down at Lin Mo, Lu Wenfeng examined it carefully.

It seems that I haven't seen her for 5 years, and I want to see how she has changed.

It seems that the person arguing with Lin Mo at the door of the operating room in the afternoon is not him at all.

Finally, he chuckled lightly and said, "Put on a white coat, and you will look like a human."

Lu Wenfeng didn't see anyone, Lin Mo pulled his hand away in disgust: "When do you find time to go through the divorce formalities."