Can We Say No to Divorce?
Chapter 94 - 80 "Torture" Worse than Death_2

Chapter 94: Chapter 80 "Torture" Worse than Death_2

As a result, she suddenly grabbed the hem of Gu Qingchen’s white robe, using his strength to steady herself in front of him.

"Really not going?" Bei Ran’s eyes were shining brightly, like the most luminous star twinkling in the summer night, "There lives a doctor like a deity who only needs a few doses of Chinese Herbal Medicine to guarantee a cure for all ailments. Aren’t you interested?"

Gu Qingchen was someone profoundly interested in medical knowledge.

Bei Ran was aware of it.

Because he was a Western doctor, he had great respect for the traditional Chinese medicine, the essence of China.

"If not, you’re dead meat!" Gu Qingchen snorted and changed out of his doctor’s coat.

How could he not know that Bei Ran, this woman, couldn’t distinguish truth from lies, yet she also knew how to exploit his weaknesses?

Bei Ran really hadn’t expected Gu Qingchen to give her such a tough run this time...

At this moment, Bei Ran was only concerned about achieving her goal, not bothered by how he would "torture" her afterwards!

So, she stepped out happily in her four-inch heels.

When the two got to the parking lot, Bei Ran took the car keys from him and said generously, "You take the passenger seat!"

She naturally took the driver’s seat, then skillfully drove the car out of the garage and towards the outside of the hospital.

"Do you know how to drive?" Gu Qingchen had never seen her drive before.

"Mm..." Bei Ran replied while focusing on the road, "I know how to, but I don’t have a license..."

Gu Qingchen’s hair practically stood on end. In a serious tone, he said: "Bei Ran, this is no joke!"

He was a person who respected life and would never allow her to make such a mistake!

Daring to drive at night without a license?

Bei Ran glanced at him and said with a playful smile, "How would I dare to drive without a license? What if the police uncle invites me for tea?"

She was just teasing him!

Gu Qingchen, seeing her make such a terrible joke, huffed and turned his head to look out the window.

"You’re tired, take a rest. I’ll call you when we arrive," Bei Ran said to him; after all, he must be exhausted from just coming off the operating table.

If it were her, holding the sharp scalpel alone would be exhausting, let alone performing surgery on various parts of a person’s body...

To say she felt sorry for him? They were divorced, and expressing pity would seem contrived.

She had asked him for a favor; she ought to be kind to him!

This is called mutual need.

Gu Qingchen paid her no attention.

He just gazed out the window at the night, feeling that she was still driving the car relatively steadily.

Bei Ran stopped talking too, focusing on the road and driving her car well.

About half an hour later, she drove into the suburban area of City A.

This was the old city area.

One could say it’s a place forgotten by City A, neglected by new city developments and old city constructions alike.

But it was still recording the history of City A, the bricks and tiles of the past, the plants and trees of yesteryears.

"Qingchen, the car can’t go any further. Let’s park here and walk in, okay?" Bei Ran got out of the car, walked around the front of the car to the passenger side, and opened the door.

Gu Qingchen got out of the car and observed the scene. Although it was past ten o’clock, it was still bustling with small street vendors grilling barbecue and others gathered around spicy hot pots.

On the ground were oil stains and dark, unidentifiable stuff clinging to the pavement.

Bei Ran led him to the front of an old tile house built during the early days of the reform and opening up thirty years ago. The door was not closed; she walked straight in.

Gu Qingchen wondered if that mythical doctor could really live in such a place.

Still, he followed her in.

Once inside, they saw a simple wooden bed with an elderly grandmother lying on it, coughing continuously, and next to her stood a young man.

The young man was gently patting the grandmother’s back, offering her water to drink.

"Grandma, do you feel better?" Zong Zheng’s voice came through.

The granny smiled at him, her face wrinkled and her spirits not too high, but when looking at her grandson, her heart was full of joy and hope, "Grandma is fine, my biggest wish is to see you become a doctor, so when I go to meet your parents, I can explain to them that you’ve become a doctor."

"Grandma, I will work hard..." Zong Zheng couldn’t bear to tell his grandmother that his opportunity had been snatched away.

"That’s my good grandson..." The granny looked at him, nodding her head, "You’re about to graduate and soon be an intern. I’m truly happy..."