"......Mrs. Nanxing, your right fallopian tube has been removed and hence, your chances of pregnancy in the future are reduced to fifty percent...."

Nanxing's mind went blank with a "boom". She had just survived a major car accident a few days ago, with her abdomen severely impacted, the extreme pain causing her to faint on the spot.

When she regained consciousness, she was told this harsh reality by the doctor.

"Have you been able to make contact with your husband?" Dr. Song asked.

Nanxing shook her head, her expression somewhat mournful.

Doctor Song felt somewhat sorry for her. Due to the severe car accident that happened a few days ago, Mrs. Nanxing's abdomen was brutally hit, leading to a ruptured ectopic pregnancy which caused severe bleeding. If not for the timely rescue, she would not have survived.

Moreover, the hospital has been unable to contact her family until now.

"Mrs. Nanxing, your body is your own. You need to learn how to love yourself," Dr. Song comforted her while giving her an "keep going" hand gesture. "You have already received a new lease on life by surviving the operation."

A new lease on life?

Nanxing's brows knitted slightly and her attention was finally drawn to Dr. Song.

The man in front of her was refined and gentle, like a refreshing spring breeze.

His smile held a strange kind of magic, capable of driving away the gloom in anyone's heart.

"Shed shackles and move towards a new life?" Nanxing suddenly asked.

"Yes!" The doctor suddenly lowered his head and spoke in a quiet tone: "Retreat a step, there's breast hyperplasia; endure for a while, an ovarian cyst."

Nanxing dropped her gaze and the fist hanging by her side was stealthily clenched.

Suddenly, a lollipop appeared in front of Nanxing. She looked up to see Dr. Song smiling warmly at her. "Life should have a bit of sweetness," he remarked.

"People should live for themselves," he continued.

"If you don't love yourself, who will?"

Nanxing's eyes grew a little moist. "Dr. Song, thank you!"

"No need to thank me!" Dr. Song responded, curtly.

After Dr. Song left, Nanxing managed a bitter smile. She quietly closed her eyes, a tear trickling down from the corner of her eye.

Li Beitie, why aren't you answering my call?

Suddenly, Nanxing's eyes flew open, determined to try calling again. However, she accidentally opened WeChat and noticed an update to Qu Qingyue's "Moments". Without thinking, she clicked to view it.

"Thank you, Mr. L, for the necklace❤️"

In the dreamy, pink bubble-filled picture, an unidentifiable man was helping Qu Qingyue to put on the necklace labeled "Only Heart".

However, having shared the same bed with Li Beitie for three years, how could Nanxing not recognize the clearly defined knuckles resting on Qu Qingyue's collarbone?

It was as if Nanxing had been brutally slapped. That pink diamond necklace from the auction, which Li Beitie said he'd give to her — after just two days of her being unconscious — was now adorning the neck of his first love, Qu Qingyue.

Nanxing couldn't help but call him.

This time, he picked up.

"Li Beitie, why aren't you answering my calls?" she asked.

"Busy with the company matters."

Upon hearing the impatient tone over the phone, Nan Xing's heart suddenly ached, "And now?"

The post on Qu Qingyue's friends' circle was only from five minutes ago.

"The company!"

"Daddy, come quickly. Mommy is waiting for you to cut the cake..."

Nan Xing gave a hollow laugh, her face blurred by earlier tears. "Li Beitong, aren't you tired from lying all the time?"

"I..."

"I saw... 'Weixin' was given away by you..." Nan Xing choked, unable to form her words. She didn't care about her appearance as she wiped her nose fiercely, "Li Beitong, it's over between us!"

"Would you stop the fuss?"