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The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

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Senior Lu to the rescue

Zhang Feiyu was at a loss for words. "Di-Did that illusion actually work?"

Huojin said, "It's indeed difficult to pull off. But the position of the cubicles against the window and how Miss. Hu was completely immersed in her work made it easier. When you put in such high concentration at something, the boundary to identify or not identify something becomes a little blur. The lighting and the coat made it sure that she wouldn't really notice him gone."

Hu Linglu heaved sharply. "That is why you came wearing a coat today! I have never seen you in a coat before."

Zhang Feiyu thought back to it too and agreed with her. He was so anxious about the conversation with Kong Chuanli that he hadn't properly looked at anybody today.

Zou Haoran stiffened. "Th-That's not true! She would have at least heard me moving the chair, right?"

"If you wheel the chair real slow, it's possible to not make a sound. That's what I did."