Chapter 1 — Eternal Love

Go see a gynecologist. Unexpectedly, the doctor was the childhood friend I broke up with three years ago. After reviewing the medical record, he seriously advised me:

“If you don't plan to not have children for the rest of your life, then with your current health condition, I advise you to give birth early.”

I glared at his white blouse, so angry that I laughed.

“I also want to find someone to give birth to!”

“You agree to divorce me first!”

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“Tan Sang You, right?”

The doctor's assistant looked up at me, who was standing stiffly as if he had been struck by lightning outside the door.

“Sorry, I entered the wrong room!”

I quickly grabbed my bag to cover my face and tried to escape, but my mother grabbed me. I looked at her in surprise, her eyes seemed to say:

“This is the doctor you talked about at the city hospital?!”

My mother didn't pay any attention to me, pulled me back, then turned to the man next to the doctor's assistant, who had a cold but extremely outstanding temperament, smiled brightly and said:

"Tieu Trien, I'm bothering you. After work hours, I still accept more patients."

"It's okay, auntie, have you brought the results of your medical examination yet?" – Trien Thanh's voice is light and polite.

“Yes, here!” – My mother quickly took my examination results and gave them to him.

At this point I regret being so careless! My mother is just an ordinary woman from a small district, how does she know any doctors at a big hospital?! How could I not have guessed that person was him! Looking at Trien Thanh's long fingers flipping through each page of the medical record, I gritted my teeth in anger. After three years of not seeing him, he became more and more calm and handsome. Her hair is still thick, with no signs of stress in the medical profession. I knew I would meet him, even if I died I would have to put on a lot of makeup today!

"Do you have a stomach ache? Are your periods regular?"

Seeing me bowing my head and not responding, my mother quickly spoke up:

“He's been complaining about back pain lately. At first I thought it was from sitting at work for too long.”

Trien Thanh glanced at the ultrasound results and saw the words:

“Behind the uterus there is a hypoechoic mass, about 104x115mm in size, with clear boundaries.”

He looked up at me. I reluctantly say:

“No pain, menstruation is still regular, just back pain, urinating... a lot.”

“The tumor is quite large, pressing on the bladder, causing frequent urination.”

After speaking, he paused for a moment, then turned to the doctor's assistant:

"Shift's over, you can go home first. Don't you have a date tonight?"

I pouted. Before I knew him, he only cared about work and was too lazy to respond to messages. Now I remember my assistant's date schedule. After asking a few more questions, Trien Thanh looked at my mother:

“Auntie, can you go out for a moment?”

My mother and I were simultaneously stunned. Everyone knows that if you go to the doctor and get invited out, the disease is either in the final stage or cannot be cured! My mother and I looked at each other, each other's eyes were filled with fear and sparkling tears.

"It's okay, auntie, I just want to ask some questions related to privacy. With parents here, it will be difficult for the patient to answer."

Not only is it difficult to answer, my mother can also answer for me! Trien Thanh is still as smart with his words as ever. My mother obediently left, leaving only me and him in the clinic.

“Have you ever had sex?”

As soon as Trien Thanh opened his mouth, I said yes was asked until he was stunned. In response, I almost cursed him straight in the face. He's not thinking that I have this disease because of my chaotic personal life, right?!

“What the hell does it have to do with you?!”

Trien Thanh frowned: "Tan Tang Au, are you stupid? I need to know to check." My eyes glanced at the specialized speculum placed in the corner of the gynecological clinic, my face immediately turned red. But I was not satisfied, I thought about it and still felt unable to refute it, so in the end I stiffened my neck and replied:

“No.”

After breaking up for three years and still being single, wouldn't it be embarrassing to let him know?!

“Take off your pants, get on the examination chair.”

He casually wore disposable medical gloves. I was surprised: "You still have to take it off even if you don't have it?"

“Rectal examination.”

He glanced at me and saw that I was still motionless, and added another sentence:

“Are you still afraid of me now?”

Listening to this without taking it off is like admitting that you still have feelings for him! I gritted my teeth and decisively unfastened my belt. Next moment.

“Relax!”

He bent down to look at me, his fingers touched, but couldn't go deeper. I gritted my teeth and hissed:

“Let's try being forced to go through the back door to see if it relaxes us?!”

I hate myself, how can I have this damn aggressive blood! You can use it anywhere, but why use it now?! It's really embarrassing! Him: “…” I don't know how to describe that feeling. Because in order to easily enter my body, his fingers were also smeared with antiseptic povidone-iodine solution. What is a “watery” omega? That's me right now! Fuck! Suddenly, his finger touched a spot inside. The pain suddenly hit me, causing my whole body to convulse and scream out loud:

“It hurts so much!!”

This was the first time I clearly felt the location of the tumor in my body. Like a time bomb.

“No! I don't want to test anymore!”

I was so scared that I didn't let him continue. He looked at my painful expression and withdrew his hand. I stood in front of Trien Thanh and asked worriedly:

“Am I seriously ill?”

“Ovarian cyst.

If it is less than 5 cm, it may be physiological and will disappear on its own after the next menstrual period. But if it is larger than 10 cm, it may be pathological and requires surgery."

“Malignant?”

Thinking about the pain just now, I started to feel scared.

“We have to do surgery and then have histopathology examined to know.

But in my health examination results, there were 12 gynecological cancer markers tested, all of which were normal. The possibility that the tumor is benign is very high.” He said each sentence slowly, his eyes looking at me seriously:

“Tan Sang Au, what do you think?”

The pretended calmness in front of his mother for the past few days finally collapsed under his gaze.

“I swear I will never read heavy H-fantasy again!”

“Going through the back door is so painful!”

I wiped away my tears. Can't shed tears in front of this man! Him: “…” 2. My mother completely did not know that Trien Thanh and I were lovers. If this were a typical love novel, we could see it as a childhood couple who love each other but often fight. In his fourth year of college, he was selected as an exchange student and went abroad to study. As for me, because I wanted to do whatever I wanted, I couldn't find a suitable job, so I went home to study for the civil service exam. I believe just Long distance love is persistent, we can get through it. As a result, he dated QQ for two years. When he learned that I had failed the civil service exam, he criticized me for being both negative and useless. I was angry and broke up immediately. Coming ashore, the first thing is to cut off the old love. But before I could get to shore, I had already kicked this wretched man away. In the end, I still couldn't argue with my mother and checked in at Trien Thanh's hospital. To thank him for quickly arranging the hospital bed and surgery schedule, my mother bought me a gift and asked me to give it to him. I repeatedly emphasized that there was no need, but she remained stubborn, scolding me for not understanding, and then praising Trien Thanh to the fullest.

“Didn't you say before that men who work as gynecologists are a bit perverted?”

I gently reminded. My mother smiled:

“Do you think that after surgery, mom will love you and not hit you?”

I immediately turned to ask the nurse on duty:

"May I ask... where is Dr. Trien's office?"

The nurse on duty immediately lit up:

“What is your relationship with Dr. Trien?”

A few nurses who were interested in talking quickly gathered around and looked at me, their eyes sparkling with curiosity. I was confused: "Huh?"

"Don't you guys know? Your hospital bed was arranged by Dr. Trien from the head of the department.

At that time, the dean thought she was Dr. Trien's girlfriend or relative, but he said that was not the case, so we were always curious who she was. I smiled faintly. Ex-girlfriend? Of course, it's not worth mentioning.

“He loves me but he can't have it.”

Nurse: “???”

“I am his stepmother.”

My mother hit me on the head from behind. While my head was still pounding with pain, behind me rang Trien Thanh's familiar cold voice.

“Hello aunt.”