Gu Yi’an no longer wanted to look at Lu Moran’s expression; it wasn’t the person she used to know.
She walked straight ahead and exited.
However, just as she passed by Lu Moran, he grabbed her wrist.
“Anan, don’t go,” Lu Moran’s voice was full of pain.
Gu Yi’an’s face instantly turned cold.
Her voice turned even colder, and her eyes were indifferent, “Let go.”
If it had been Lu Moran from five years ago, he would have let go immediately.
But now, his grip was tight, even hurting Gu Yi’an, yet he still didn’t let go.
“Anan, are you… okay?”
Every word pierced Gu Yi’an’s heart like a sharp blade, leaving it riddled with holes.
“Mr.
Lu, whether I’m okay or not, what does it have to do with you?” Gu Yi’an’s smile looked flawless, but if one looked closely, they would see her other hand, hidden behind her back, was trembling slightly.
Back then, Lu Moran had cut her so deeply it reached the bone.
She had been too young, too naive, and too inexperienced to know how to deal with the wound, so she let it grow naturally.
In five years’ time, this deep wound went from being bloody and unbearably painful to slowly becoming less painful and starting to scab and heal.
Now, that wound seemed completely healed to her, no longer a hindrance.
But she hadn’t expected that the wound, which hadn’t been properly cleaned and disinfected back then, had left behind germs and viruses.
Though it appeared healed on the surface, it had festered inside.
Touching it lightly still caused a bit of pain.
She had thought it was psychological and didn’t care.
Today, as the wound was reopened, she realized it had never truly healed and that the festering wound was even more brutal!
It really hurt.
Gu Yi’an thought to herself, why did it hurt so much.
Looking at the stubborn yet indifferent Gu Yi’an, Lu Moran pressed his lips into a straight, rigid line, staring tightly at Gu Yi’an without allowing himself to look away for a second.
“Anan, I’m sorry…”
Gu Yi’an suddenly wanted to laugh.
Lu Moran was apologizing to her?
This was the biggest joke in the world.
Lu Moran, apologizing to her!
Gu Yi’an wanted to laugh in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face.
She looked at Lu Moran, smiling beautifully, “Lu Moran, you’re apologizing to me?”
How could this be?
You are Lu Moran, the Lu Moran who could leave me without a word, the Lu Moran who could get with another woman without even telling me we had broken up.
How could you be sorry to me?
Seeing Gu Yi’an’s smile, Lu Moran’s heart felt like it was being pricked by needles; he had hurt her too deeply.
“Anan, I’m truly sorry.”
“Alright, since you want to say sorry, I’ll tell you, it’s okay.” Gu Yi’an kept smiling, her smile bright and sunny.
Yet this very smile caused Lu Moran even more discomfort.
“Anan, don’t be like this,” Lu Moran clenched his fists.
“Alright, Lu Moran, I’ve already told you it’s okay.
Welcome back, old classmate, but I have things to do now, so I won’t talk to you more.
Goodbye.” Gu Yi’an acted as if she were facing an old friend, smiling flawlessly, and her words were also impeccable.
After finishing, Gu Yi’an withdrew her hand and quickly left.
Xiao Wei saw this scene and looked at Gu Yi’an in surprise, “Doctor Gu…”
“I have to go now, a few patients are still on IVs, take care of them.
Doctor Cheng should already be on the way.” Gu Yi’an instructed lightly and then left directly.
Lu Moran chased after her, but Gu Yi’an had already gotten into a taxi and left in a puff of smoke.
Looking in the direction Gu Yi’an left, Lu Moran’s expression turned very unpleasant.
Could the past really never be regained?
On her way back, Gu Yi’an’s face remained expressionless.
Her mind was messy, messy enough to make her want to bang her head against the wall.
Lu Moran, how could he say sorry so easily?
Did he deserve it!
Looking at the scenery speeding past outside the window, memories flooded into her heart.
Gu Yi’an couldn’t help but cover her mouth with her hand, unable to control her tears.
“Miss, are you okay?
Does a relative of yours have an illness?
Don’t worry too much; things will get better.” The driver saw Gu Yi’an sobbing through the rearview mirror and asked with some concern, thinking she might have a sick relative since she came from a hospital.
Gu Yi’an sniffed and wiped her tears while saying, “He’s dead.”
Yes, from the moment Lu Moran asked her if she was okay, the Lu Moran in her heart had already completely died.
The living one was just a stranger to her.
“My condolences.
Life inevitably involves sickness and death; try to take it lightly,” the driver advised.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yi’an was amused by him, “Yes, you’re right, life is unpredictable.”
“That’s right, look on the bright side, people can’t come back to life.”
People can’t come back to life.
This old saying made Gu Yi’an’s heart tremble.
Time couldn’t turn back, broken mirrors couldn’t be mended; the past was just the past.
Lu Moran had already married, and she had already married.
What was the point of thinking about it any longer?
Soon, the car stopped at the gate of her community.
As Gu Yi’an got out of the car, she saw Tan Jincheng’s Maybach.
She was startled, then quickly took out her phone, which was turned off.
When she turned it on… there were more than a dozen missed calls.
Gu Yi’an walked over and knocked on the car window.
The window rolled down, and only the driver was inside.
“Madam, the gentleman went upstairs to find you.” The driver hurriedly got out of the car when he saw Gu Yi’an and said.
Gu Yi’an’s face blushed slightly.
She still wasn’t used to being called madam, even after hearing it so many times.
“Okay.”
Gu Yi’an nodded and quickly turned to the residential area.
After going upstairs, she found Tan Jincheng in her apartment.
Thinking back, Gu Yi’an suddenly remembered the emergency call; she had swung the door shut as she left, probably without locking it.
“You’re back.” Tan Jincheng put down the book in his hands and stood up, “Why was your phone off?”
Gu Yi’an forced a smile, “There was an accident, multiple injuries, I went to help.
Have you been here long?”
“Just arrived.”
Tan Jincheng walked over, lifting her chin with his hand, “You’ve been crying?”
“…The accident was too tragic,” Gu Yi’an made up an excuse.
In fact, she was already an experienced resident doctor, soon to become an attending physician.
No matter how tragic the accident was, she wouldn’t let it affect her work, and she could quickly separate her emotions, not getting too sad.
Doctors need to have compassion, but not too much; otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to treat any patients!