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My Secret Husband From A Parallel Universe Is Actually A Big Shot

Lin Ye is a famous doctor, so famous that she is always the number one search on the internet every day. The people who line up to be treated by her could reach the milky way. Even with the popularity, she still lives a normal life that is until one day a patient is brought in and he gets treated by her. when he wakes up, he refuses to leave saying, "I am your husband, you are my wife, why should I leave?" Lin Ye is shocked and before her heart can settle, a milky bun opens the door and enters then plasters himself on her foot while crying loudly, "Mommy, why did you leave me? why did you abandon Xiao Ye?" Lin Ye gets dizzy...wait.... "when did I get a husband? when did I give birth to a child? aaah! take these people away from me..." The two are not simple, just who are they and what do they want from her? DISCLAIMER! THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED MEDICAL SO ANY METHOD DESCRIBED IN THE BOOK SHOULD NOT BE USED AT ALL, THEY ARE SIMPLY THOUGHTS OF MINE AND ARE FICTITIOUS. There is an essence of parallel universe, read to find out more "Love is a flame that burns eternal, lighting up the darkest of nights."

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Apologize to her

The make-up artist looked at Lin Ye in shock while Duan Bao looked at her as if she wanted to kill her. 

Lin Ye could care less what Duan Bao's eyes meant. She looked at her sternly and gave a warning, "And please, do not come in my way again or else the hand will break this time!"

Lin Ye was always subtle in her threats. She felt like there was no need for her to beat around the bush with the things she wanted to say.

If she wanted to kill someone then she would tell them beforehand. 

Duan Bao held her hand when she heard what Lin Ye said. She felt the previous pain rushing through her and she unconsciously took several steps back. 

Lin Ye turned to the make-up artist politely, "I am ready ma'am, we can start now."

The lady nodded and proceeded to walk over. She was holding a make-up tray that was full of all sorts of powders.