If there really were such a thought, those things wouldn't have been done back then.
Naturally, it wouldn't lead to the current situation either.
Indeed, upon hearing Lu Jing's words, Gu Xiyue fell silent, even directly closing her eyes.
Seeing this, Lu Jing turned and left once more.
As she was leaving, walking with her back to them, she didn't see the woman on the operating table suddenly open her eyes.
But her gaze was fixed on Lu Jing's waist.
Speaking of the waist, isn't it just right over the stomach?
That look carried no trace of kindness; calling it malicious would be an understatement.
...
Leaving the operating room, Lu Jing walked quickly, dialing a number on her phone.
The phone rang three times before it was answered:
"Hello, honey?"
"Jiang Ye, guess who I saw at the hospital today?"
Hmm?
"Who?"
"Gu Xiyue!"
As soon as this name was mentioned, the man on the other end of the call paused.
"How is she at your hospital?" he asked.
