Three years after the divorce, she thought she would never see him again in her life.
Until the night when her daughter had a high fever and convulsions, she rushed into the emergency room with her child in her arms——
The moment the doctor on duty raised his head, Shen Shiyan's blood froze.
Under the white coat was the face that she had tried to forget for more than a thousand days and nights.
"What's her name?" His voice was soft, like the blade of a scalpel.
Shen Shiyan did not raise his head: "It has nothing to do with you."
"Shen Shiyan," he took a step forward, his eyes filled with the undercurrent of holding back for three years, "She is three years old this year. It has been exactly three years since we divorced."
The rain was pouring outside the window, and fate finally showed its cruel and merciful face.
He was once the youngest military doctor in the special forces and the only heir to the Fu Medical Group.
He once thought that letting go was the best solution, but he didn't know that there was another truth hidden in her belly.
When they reunited three years later, he wanted to save her like crazy.
And she said: "Fu Siheng, there are some roads. If you get separated, you can't go back."
