Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, like a thunderstorm on the top of Mu Yanzhu's head on a sunny day.

At that moment, the wind and rain are coming, and the ice is frozen and snow is accumulated.

Mu Yanzhu almost couldn't help but fainted to the ground, Jiang Jingming, who was beside her, quickly supported her arm with quick eyes, and then looked sharply at the assistant in front of him.

"I don't believe it! You must be lying to me!"

"But... That's what the doctor said, Young Master Jiang San..."

"You must be lying to me!!!"

Jiang Jingming let go of Mu Yanzhu, and roared and grabbed the man's collar. His voice was hoarse, two rows of clear tears rolled on his cheeks, tearing apart two hot marks.

The assistant narrowed his mouth, and his eyes turned red in an instant, "Master Jiang San...Sorrow, change."

"Which hospital is he in?!"

Mu Yanzhu hurriedly asked!

Now she is absolutely not allowed to fall down, and like Jiang Jingming, she doesn't believe that Jiang Qingchi is so dead.

how can that be possible? !

Such a radiant, unbelievable person, walk so abruptly?

how can that be possible? ! !

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe it at all.

...

Ten minutes later, the Third People's Hospital of Licheng.

The VIP ward on the fourth floor is exceptionally quiet, with transparent white walls, spotlessly clean, and strong smell of disinfectant. There are several doctors in white coats standing in front of the bed, all of which are uneven.

Mu Yanzhu pulled away the doctors and rushed to the bed staggeringly.

She ran with her hair messed up and her face was terribly pale. Looking at the person lying motionless on the bed, her lips trembled while she spoke...

"River, river..."

He didn't dare to push him, for fear that he would be frustrated and ashes if he touched him.

I didn't dare to call him loudly, for fear that if the voice was louder, he would lose his soul.

She admits that she has watched too many magical movies, and she also admits that she is so scared now that she can only attach to his ears, leaning over, and calling his name in a very quiet, gentle, trembling voice...

"Jianghe, Jianghe, get up quickly."

"Silly Jianghe, get up quickly, don't you ask if I don't care about you? Get up and ask, get up, and I will tell you."

The person on the bed didn't move.

"Why don't you get up quickly, be brave, get up and ask me if I care about you, ask if I love you or not, get up quickly,,,,"

She grabbed him by the arm, trying to pull him up, the eyes of the person on the bed closed tightly, and the thin lips pressed into a straight line.

"Get up and ask me, ask if I love you or not, I will answer you, Jianghe,,,"

"This lady—"

One of the doctors sighed and signaled the change of mourning during the Muyan Candle Festival.

"Sorry, we are going to send this gentleman to the morgue now."

"Don't move him!!!"

Mu Yanzhu screamed like crazy.

She hugged Jiang Qingchi on the bed tightly, as if surrounded by enemies, her eyes became fierce, and she shot at the doctors in this circle.

"None of you are allowed to touch him!"

"But... he is dead!"

"He's not dead! He's not dead!"

She shouted hysterically and retorted the doctor with her eyes widened.

Then he fired at a circle of people around him again, and everyone here has now become her enemy.

"I warn you, don't move him, I want to take him home!"

"This……"

The doctors looked at each other.

In the end, he was a considerate doctor and couldn't bear it.

"Then you can talk to him for a while. You can see that you care about him a lot. We won't bother you. We will come and take him to the morgue later."

"..."

The doctors turned and left the ward.

Only then was Mu Yanzhu desperately pulling the indifferent Jiang Qingchi on the bed.

"Jiang He gets up quickly, they are going to take you to the morgue!"

"Hurry up, please, count me please, you quickly open your eyes,,,"

"..."

The only answer to her was silence and silence.

Mu Yanzhu's tears couldn't help but drip out of his eyes, dripping on Jiang Qingchi's face.

"Please get up and look at me, I beg you, I keep you, I don't want you to go,,,"

Tears blurred Mu Yanzhu's eyes, and she reached out and stroked his face.

I can't tell if his fingers are cold or his cheeks are cold.

She wanted to look at his eyes again.

The black eyes of the chess pieces, the eyes are like two clear springs, clear and clean, sometimes full of smiles, sometimes slightly sad, sometimes complicated and difficult to distinguish...

"I'm leaving, if you want me to stay, I will hug you now."

"Am I really gone? Maybe, you will never see me again."

She was in terrible pain!

She also regretted terribly!

Why didn't you keep him that night, why!

"I'll keep you now, you get up and hug me, hurry up and hug me, please!"

Please, I can't live without you.

God, please, don't take Jiang He away, he is still so young and still has a great time.

Mu Yanzhu prayed over and over again, the gap in the heart was so painful now that it might not be healed for a lifetime.

She has been crying all the time. I don't know how long she has cried, and she has hiccups. She can't stop her tears. She has accumulated three years of tears, and finally they will all flow away.

Hearing the faint sound of footsteps outside the door, thinking it was a doctor coming, Mu Yanzhu randomly wiped a tear from his eyes, and hugged Jiang Qingchi again like a guardian.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone take you away."

"Go home, you come home with me."

"Jiang He, come home with me,,,"

The door of the ward was pushed open.

Jiang Chunhe poked a little head over and confronted Mu Yanzhu who was full of tears.

"Ah~"

The little girl was sorry and raised her paw, "Excuse me, Sister-in-law, continue, I will come in later to see my brother."

? !

My brother is dead, my sister will come in later? !

And also say sorry so calmly? !

Just as Mu Yanzhu was stunned, his finger was suddenly gripped.

She lowered her eyes and faced the person on the bed who had opened her eyes. The air was silent, and then she was screamed by Mu Yanzhu, which cut through the solidified air.

Jiang Qingchi rubbed his ears, but he didn't expect Mu Yanzhu to react so strongly, "Daughter-in-law..."

Screaming softly, he leaned forward to hug her, but was pushed away impatiently by Mu Yanzhu.

She glared round and stared, yet she hadn't recovered from the shock.

"What the **** is going on?!"

"...It may be that the heavens pity me, I am half ascending to heaven, hearing your call, the heavens let me come back."

"Are you still blind to me?!"

Mu Yanzhu grabbed a roll of toilet paper on the table and threw it on his face.

What is the power of toilet paper? Jiang Qingchi threw away the toilet paper, cheeky, and smiled and pulled her arm.

"I'm telling the truth, I just ascended to mid-air, feeling cold on my face, like a chisel, piercing my face, I knew you were crying."

"You are still here with me, right?"

Mu Yanzhu stretched his hand into the bed, aimed at Jiang Qingchi's thigh, and squeezed it fiercely.

"Aw——!!!"

Someone grinned, rubbing the painful area, "You murdered your husband."

"What the **** is going on? If you don't tell me, I will leave now."

"Well, well, I was wrong, you listen to me explain."

Jiang Qingchi hurriedly grabbed Mu Yanzhu's arm, and regardless of her struggle, he just hugged her into his arms.

His clear and clean chin rubbed her hair.

"It was my sister's idea. She said that women need to be stimulated to see that they don't care about you."

"Then use life to stimulate? Do you know how worried you are about me and your brother along the way? You know when I heard the news, I almost closed my eyes and fainted, don't you know?!"

How can you make a joke with your life? !

Three years passed, thinking he was mature.

There is still nothing to improve like this!

Jiang Qingchi licked his thin lips.

"To be honest, my brother knew about this, and he cooperated with my performance."

"?!"

It is hard for Mu Yanzhu to imagine that a boy who is so dignified and calm by Jiang Jingming is also accompany Jiang Qingchi to mess around here.

And Jiang Jingming, who learned the news, had an unbelievable expression on his face and two lines of tears, which was simply a real expression of love. Now tell her that he actually pretended to be? !

"You Jiang family, really scheming."

Mu Yanzhu really didn't know how to describe it.

Jiang Qingchi chuckled, "If you don't know how to calculate, how do you know if you don't care about me?"

"Then why didn't you wake up earlier? How many tears I just cried, did you see it!"

"I closed my eyes, what do I think is it right?"

"Then can't you hear my cry? You are a bastard!"

Mu Yanzhu was so angry that he squeezed him again.

This time it's another thigh.

Jiang Qingchi's two legs were useless today. He sighed slightly and was murdered by her. After all, she was a daughter-in-law. She only had to endure it. How could she dare to resist.

"Still angry now?"

"Sheng! Very angry! No way to forgive!"

"Well, I admit, I played a bit big this time."

"Is it a bit?!"

Why didn't he have any regrets? !

"I admit that I played a lot this time."

Jiang Qingchi held Mu Yanzhu's hand, pulled it to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand.

"But I'm glad to hear that you care."

"..."

"Actually, when you were protecting me, I couldn’t help but want to wake up when I told the doctors that I could not move me. Then you cried and hugged me, tears fell on my face, and I was even worse. I can't help it a little bit."

After a pause, Jiang Qingchi played with Mu Yanzhu's hand while saying:

"I'm waiting, waiting for you to say love me, I have waited for a long time, you didn't say you love me."

"I asked you to get up, did I tell you!"

"Okay, I'm up now, just tell me."

He looked into her eyes solemnly.

"Do you still love me now?"

"Snapped--"

Mu Yanzhu slapped him with a backhand.

The next second, tears burst out again!

"In the past three years, there has not been a day without thinking of you, and without a day without loving you. Are you satisfied with this answer?!"

Although he was slapped, Jiang Qingchi still hooked his mouth.

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

"Now you let me go, I have no time to play this kind of kid's trick with you!"

"I can let go of you, you have to take me away." Jiang Qingchi did not rush.

"Where shall I take you? The morgue?"

"..." Jiang Qingchi laughed, "Of course not, you have to take me home, whoever said just now, no one is allowed to take me away, to take me back to her home."

"I will not bring a rogue home!"

"You add an adjective, I should be happier."

"what?"

"A rascal who loves you so much!"

Mu Yanzhu: "..."

She really hates him at this moment!

Deep thinking, love, hate!

She hates him for always playing with her heart easily!

She hates herself for being incapable and can do nothing with him!

Now I saw him laughing lowly, confidently, sullenly, but with a three-point interest, seeing her heart move fiercely, and the heart that had just died has now resumed its frequency.

But she still hates him!

Mu Yanzhu opened his mouth and bit Jiang Qingchi's shoulder directly.

"I really hate you... I really hate you!"

"Well, I hate me, you have to take me back to your house, I miss you."

I miss you.

Because of this sentence, does she have to surrender?

Why?

But she is really unpromising, she can treat her career calmly and self-sufficiently, but she has no way to be blank with her emotions.

The hot tears fell, mixed with the **** smell in her mouth.

She had blood in her teeth, and it turned out that she would be so cruel and bit him out of blood.

Mu Yanzhu let go of his mouth, his anger was mostly gone, and now he was not as excited as before.

"You rascal." She whispered.

"Good, good." Jiang Qingchi nodded in a good temper.

"You bastard."

"Good, good." Jiang Qingchi nodded still.

"You-"

Mu Yanzhu paused, and she swallowed the word "death" on her lips.

"You rascal!"

"Good, good."

"You have to live a long time, don't you know?!"

Throwing sound.

Jiang Qingchi's eyes were moved, he hummed, and stroked her wet eye corners with his palm.

"Okay, I want to grow old with my Jiang Yan."

...

*

Before Jiang Qingchi moved into Mu Yanzhu's house, he invited Jiang San'er to dinner.

The waiter who served the dishes was a young girl, looking at Jiang Qingchi and Jiang San'er.

Before I left, I still remembered it and looked back at the two handsome guys.

Jiang Qingchi poured a glass of wine for Jiang San'er.

"The girl serving the food is looking at you, she looks pretty good, won't you?"

"..."

Jiang Jingming ignored him. He put his forehead with one hand, frowning slightly, "This time, not an example."

San'er's interest is not high, so even his voice is not gentle.

Jiang Qingchi nodded and laughed playfully, "I heard my assistant say that you have a high acting skill, and you still grabbed his collar and roared with two throats and burst into tears?"

"Also!"

Who is he because of?

Seeing him become angry, Jiang Qingchi accepts as soon as he sees it.

"I'm not laughing at you, but fortunately, you are here, so your sister-in-law can believe it, otherwise I will let Chun'er find her, and Chun'er will dress me in one minute!"

In fact, if Chuner hadn't opened the door to come in, he wouldn't be able to wake up yet.

Jiang Qingchi would like to hear Mu Yanzhu say that he loves him, and he should be more sensational, more numb, it's okay,,,

Please let him drown in her native love words,,,

Jiang Jingming snorted.

"This matter is turned over. Don't do this again in the future. Fortunately, parents don't know about it this time.

Otherwise, if Yannian was scared out of a short period of time, Jiang Beiyuan would definitely throw Jiang Qingchi to death like a child.

He definitely did it.

Jiang Qingchi made an OK gesture.

"I promise, I won't do it anymore, because I have already received retribution."

He opened his collar and showed San'er his neck and left shoulder.

Jiang Jingming frowned, not knowing how to speak, "You...already?"

"What are you thinking about? Look at the bite your sister-in-law bite, hurting me half my life, and my two thighs, both of them were pinched blue by her, and they were tears."

"You deserve it." Jiang San'er was not polite.

"..."

Seeing that Jiang Qingchi couldn't refute and could only stare at him, Jiang Jingming finally smiled.

Then the brothers started drinking.

One drunk can eliminate eternal sorrow.

...