I was once the "horoscoped bride" bought by the Lan family with an agreement, and my marriage and career were locked into a cage at the same time.
Her mother-in-law's unfavorable attitude was engraved into every family rule, and her husband Lan Mingxuan's indifference froze all expectations. The "accident" designed by Bai Yueguang in his heart made my unborn child a sacrifice and crushed my last vestige of fantasy.
Before the divorce, I burned my marriage certificate and dusty medical books. The firelight illuminated my determined eyes: "Mr. Lan, this time, I will go alone."
After I left, Lan Mingxuan realized what it meant to be heartbroken. His journey to pursue his wife was vigorous, but it was difficult for him to touch my world.
A year later, I landed at the best private hospital in the city as a top cardiac surgeon. The white coat is my shirt, and the scalpel is my scepter. But in a twist of fate, Lan Mingxuan, who was in a turmoil in the business world, was sent to my emergency room due to acute myocardial infarction - his life hung on a thread.
When his consciousness was lost, he instinctively tightened the corners of my surgical gown. The monitor alarm was blaring. I leaned forward and my voice came clearly through the mask: "Family members, get out. Now, your life is in my control."
Under the shadowless lamp, there are only doctors and patients. Outside the operating room, Dean Gu Ze, who had supported me all the way back to the top, stood quietly, the unsent ring box in his hand shining slightly.
Everyone is waiting to see this belated trial.
And I only focused on the blocked blood vessel on the video screen. My fingertips hold the scalpel firmly - this time, what I control is no longer an illusory engagement, but his real heartbeat and the boundary between life and death.
