Chapter 3The Doctor and the Dress

Since this quarrel, I haven't seen Julian for three consecutive days.

During this period, I only received one message from him:

"The customer sent two boxes of mangoes. I asked Chloe to send them home. Remember to eat them."

It seemed that Julian softened and gave me a way out, but I didn't appreciate it at all.

Because I am allergic to mangoes. A little bit of juice will cause red rashes all over my body and itching.

I didn't reply, just pretended not to see it.

The next second, a major earthquake occurred in the neighboring city, causing heavy casualties. The hospital temporarily formed a medical team to go to the front line. I also volunteered to step on the bus heading to the disaster area.

When I arrived at the scene, I realized that the casualties were far more serious than we imagined. As soon as I got off the bus, I got into the medical tent and was too busy to touch the ground.

My phone in my pocket kept vibrating. I took it out and saw it was Julian.

He rarely reported to me:

"I expect to travel for a week, don't wait for me to go home for dinner."

At this critical moment of racing against death, I didn't reply to his message. I put my phone in my backpack and got into the medical tent again.

Unexpectedly, the next day, I saw Julian in simple clothes and Chloe dragging two suitcases beside him among the volunteers.

"Dr. Xin, these are the volunteers who came today. We'll pick a few with basic nursing experience to help you later."

Julian was also stunned when he saw me.

The rescue leader leaned closer to my ear, "The man in the black shirt in the first row is Julian, who donated materials and wants to advertise. The girl next to him is Chloe, his assistant, who came specifically to take care of him. Avoid the two of them when selecting people."

Even if the leader didn't say it, I didn't plan to choose the two of them to work together.

But Chloe raised her hands high:

"Vivian, I want to work with you!"

Hearing this, Julian angrily pressed her hand down:

"How can you work in the medical team when you faint at the sight of blood? It's better to stay in the kitchen and help out."

"Vivian, your medical team works day and night when they are busy, and often can't even eat. Chloe can't endure this hardship."

I just listened calmly and didn't comment.

As my fiancé, Julian didn't remember that I was allergic to mangoes, but remembered that other women fainted at the sight of blood, and felt distressed that she would exhaust her body if she joined the medical team.

It's ironic.

Time was tight and the task was heavy. I didn't have time to chat with them. I picked two capable people and turned away.

Just as I was about to arrive at the medical team, a colleague called me. The medical team received a batch of newly sent wounded and urgently needed help, so I had to guide them first.

Medical supplies were short, and I was the best candidate because I was close to the village entrance.

On the way back, colleagues continued to call and urge me. Among the newly sent wounded was a boy about six or seven years old who was seriously injured and had fallen into a coma, waiting for me to go back for surgery.

Just as I was hurrying along, Julian suddenly jumped out from somewhere and pulled me away.

"Chloe said her stomach hurts and she can't get up from the bed. Go take a look."

I threw off his hand fiercely and shouted:

"If she's sick, take her to the medical team. There's a child lying on the operating table waiting for me to operate. Don't waste my time."

Julian was unhappy and held me tightly and refused to let go:

"Why are you still picking on the patient?"

I was furious:

"Patients also have priorities! Don't stop me when human life is at stake."

The disparity in strength between men and women was too great, and I was dragged forward by him:

"Chloe is in the tent ahead. It will be quick. Just leave after seeing her."

While pulling, I fell heavily to the ground. When I landed, I unconsciously supported myself with my hand, and severe pain came from my wrist.

I raised my hand and found that my wrist was swollen, and I couldn't do the operation, so I had to change someone else.

When I rushed back to the medical team in a hurry, I heard the news that the little boy had died. His whole body was covered with white cloth, lying alone in the corner.

Looking at his small body, I slumped on the ground. If Julian hadn't suddenly jumped out to block the way, he might not have died.

And Chloe just wanted to be lazy, so she lay on the bed and pretended to be sick.

Of course, Julian didn't believe it.

A part of my heart seemed to be missing.

My phone vibrated again. It was a call from the nursing home. I picked it up and listened.

"Dr. Xin, your father had a sudden heart attack and died after ineffective rescue efforts..."

Great grief welled up in my heart. Dad left forever before he could see me in my wedding dress.

I had no scruples anymore and sent a message to Julian with trembling fingers:

"Let's break up."