Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

The corner of his mouth twitched as soon as the conversation turned.

"It's none of your business, this hemoptysis is his own problem."

Then Yannian was really relieved.

She was just thinking, if the other party really caught her and made her lose money, what should she do?

The money for medical expenses is estimated to be a bottomless pit.

"Since there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

"Let you go."

Jiang Beiyuan was copying his pocket with one hand, his slender index finger pointed at Yannian's forehead, and smiled, "Have you noticed that his head is such a big bag?"

The words were taken aback.

Raise your hand and touch it.

Oh.

Xu was the bag from the corner of his forehead just now when he hit the old man.

She waved her hand, shrugged off the broken hair on her forehead, and said lightly, "It's okay."

All right?

If you change to her before, you can’t say it’s okay now, I’m afraid I’ve caught the other person’s collar long ago, and said viciously, "Pay for my grandma’s head!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Beiyuan moved his eyes. He had understood her stubbornness and willfulness before, and now she didn't want to cause trouble with Buddhism, he also knew.

It's useless to say more, it's better to pull her over and sit on the sofa.

Jiang Beiyuan’s office has a medical kit, medical gauze, alcohol, and cotton swabs, all of which are complete.

"It's really not necessary, it's just a bag!"

He raised his hand and smeared her forehead, Yan Nian hurriedly said.

The other party snorted, hooping her head, "I am a doctor outside my chest, I will bandage you, more than enough."

Yannian stopped talking.

The face close at hand has sharp edges and corners, handsome and stylish.

The breath on his body, the faint smell of disinfectant water, is clear and cold, not unpleasant.

Jiang Beiyuan's eyes fixed on a table with a pink coffee cup.

He calmly retracted his gaze, "Who has been here?"

Yannian didn't know how he knew, but he still told the truth.

"A female colleague of yours is pretty good-looking and in good shape."

While saying this, her tone was impermanent, as if she was talking about normal weather.

Jiang Beiyuan has been staring at her face, trying to see even the slightest jealous emotion from it.

However, to no avail.

He was dull and took his hand.

"You go, I still have to work."

Yannian nodded and couldn't ask for it.

She herself doesn't like places like hospitals very much. She walks fast without looking back.

...

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Report on routine rounds of thoracic surgery in Jiangcheng Central Hospital.

Jiang Beiyuan, who was walking in the front, was in a clean white lab coat. The stethoscope was hung around his neck casually, and his hands were placed in his pockets. He had a long and straight figure, a clear face, and clear eyebrows. He walked very well. Imposing, followed by a group of lower-level colleagues.

The big guy was trembling, feeling that Jiang Beiyuan's aura is colder than usual today, not just why.

"One bed, is the patient's body temperature measured after lung contusion?"

"Yes, everything is normal, Doctor Jiang."

"Second bed, who is in charge?"

Jiang Beiyuan paused, and turned his eyes slightly to look behind him.

Everyone looked at each other.

If Jiang Beiyuan can stop, the person in charge of these two beds is probably out of luck.

Seeing Jiang Beiyuan's cold face, the new intern raised his hands tremblingly, biting his head, "Doctor Jiang, it's...me."

"Alprostadil was immediately deactivated. Didn't I say?"

"Say... I said it."

"Then don't let me say it a third time."

"Yes, Doctor Jiang, I see."

The little intern patted his chest smoothly.

This Doctor Jiang is so cold, as expected, this person is cold and mean, and unkind.

Long, she has a good face. It's just this cold and chilling temperament, which is a pity.

"Doctor Yu, has Doctor Jiang always been like this?"

The little intern looked at Yu Lili next to her subconsciously.

Yu Lili seemed to smile, "He seems, not to everyone."

"What do you mean?"

Yu Lili did not explain.

Xu Kuangjie walked over from the elevator with the car key, and came to Jiang Beiyuan for dinner.

Seeing the doctors leaving the rounds, only Yu Lili didn't move.

She is the only one who is not afraid of Jiang Beiyuan's coldness.

Walking to Jiang Beiyuan's side, raising his hand, slender Dankou's fingers, gently pulled the broken hair on his forehead.

"Doctor Jiang, are you free tonight? A new French restaurant has been opened downstairs in the hospital. I heard Koyanagi say it is good."