My Wife Regretted It After I Donated My Skeleton

Tan Ziyue and I were in a car accident at the same time.

My girlfriend, the head of the orthopedics department, pushed my hand away.

“Zhou Han, stop pretending! Ziyue needs surgery right now!”

So I was the one who had to die.

The day my skeleton was donated to Shangguan Ying’s department, she sat motionless in her office for an entire day and night.

After that,

Pujang Hospital’s most gifted orthopedic surgeon could never hold a scalpel again.