When we met three years later, he was already a promising doctor in the capital city, but she became an embarrassed woman in the county town who couldn't even afford five yuan for medicine.
In the gynecological examination room, Meng Yichuan looked at the thin and pale woman in front of him, and felt that the trembling voice seemed familiar.
Shen Qingwan clutched the hem of her white work clothes, for fear that he would recognize her as Qingqing who left without saying goodbye.
"Do you have a history of sexual intercourse?" His voice was steady, as if he were facing an ordinary patient.
She shook her head, her ears burning red.
Outside the door, my mother-in-law's scolding voice came out sharply: "Shameless bitch! Let the male doctor touch you!"
Shen Qingwan lowered her head to accept it, but when she came home and saw her husband being intimate with the woman next to him, she finally raised her eyes:
"Divorce. Give me back my dowry."
Meng Yichuan held the medical record she had left behind, with her changed name written on it, and frowned deeply.
