Chuzheng: "..."
You, oh!
When I was being malicious, you didn't even know where you were playing in the mud!
"Does the Third Prince think I caused her miscarriage?"
"Isn't it true? So many people witnessed it, and you still want to argue?" At this point, Changsun Hang regained his confidence and stood up straight.
She is the one who did wrong; what face does she have to write a divorce letter for herself!
"Alright then." Chuzheng turned her head and instructed Ying Xiang: "Go and invite all the famous physicians in the city."
"Miss?"
What are you calling physicians for?
"Go quickly." Chuzheng didn't explain.
"Yes..."
Ying Xiang hurried to invite the physicians, and Chuzheng didn't rush to leave either.
"What are you trying to do?" Changsun Hang had no idea what Chuzheng was up to; he was confused.
"To call a physician for Miss Zhen." Chuzheng's tone was icy: "Let's see what problem Miss Zhen has."
Changsun Hang frowned: "There are already physicians..."
