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On Tuesday, Song Youman woke up before seven o'clock.

She stared at the ceiling and lay motionless for half an hour. It was not until the alarm ringed several times that she got up from the bed, washed up briefly, and drove to the hospital.

There were not many people who had the surgery this morning. When Song Youman arrived at the hospital, more than a dozen people were already queuing up in front.

She found a seat and after sitting down, she never moved again. She didn't know how long she had been sitting in a position and didn't know how many people were shaking in front of her. She only knew that when she came back to her senses, the nurse was repeatedly calling her number.

She hurriedly got up, said "I'm sorry" to the nurse, and then followed the nurse into the operating room.

The nurse told her a lot of precautions for surgery and post-operative maintenance to her gently and in detail. Then she handed her a set of clothes, signaled her to change it, and then sat on the hospital bed and waited for the instructions of the surgeon.

The nurse had other people to take care of, so she left quickly. Song Youman held the clothes and sat on the bed without changing them for a long time.

It was not until the nurse appeared in front of her again and reminded her to change her clothes quickly. When she was about to get an anesthesia injection, Song Youman said "Oh" twice in a daze and took off her coat.

When she went to zip her skirt, her fingertips were trembling unreasonably. She used several times to pull out her clothes. When the nurse came over again kindly and asked for help, she suddenly held the surgical gown and squatted on the ground and started crying.

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It was not until Tuesday morning that Xia Wan'an in Hong Kong that I finished my business trip.

When she returned to the hotel at noon, she took her cell phone and called Song Youman with her phone.

The phone rang for a long time before Song Youman answered the call. Her voice was so weak that it was unreasonable: "An An?"

Xia Wan'an immediately sat up from the bed: "Youman, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. My menstrual period is coming, and I feel a little uncomfortable..." After Song Youman finished speaking, he spoke again: "Where are you? Are you okay in Hong Kong?"

"I'm pretty good and I'm done with work. I'm calling you. I want to ask you if the work has been solved?"

"Oh, it's solved..."

After hearing this, Xia Wan'an felt relieved: "It's fine if it's solved. I plan to go shopping in Central in the afternoon. Do you have anything you want to bring?"

"Me? I don't have anything to be missing..."

"Then I'll see if you like something and bring it to you."

“…”

After chatting with Song Youman for a while, Xia Wan'an saw that Song Youman's tone became more and more relaxed, so she hung up the phone and left the hotel to go shopping.

Xia Wan'an was still very happy when shopping. She chose a few gifts for Song Youman that she would like, and then bought a pair of cufflinks for Han Jingnian. Of course, she did not forget to bring gifts to her grandmother, sister-in-law, brother, parents and others.

When Xia Wan'an returned to the hotel with a full load, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. She got off the taxi, handed the big bag to the hotel waiter, and walked towards the elevator.

She was quite unlucky. As she walked, she was hit directly opposite by a person who was calling. The man was very fast and strong, and directly knocked her back several steps back. Because she was wearing high heels and the ground was a little slippery, she couldn't stand firm for a while and sprained her foot...
Chapter completed!