Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Beiyuan freed up a hand and patted Yannian's head, as if to beckon her to stay safe.

One of the male doctors here was a little bit unwilling to watch, and called them over in a good manner, which turned out to be dealing with Jiang Beiyuan's own personal affairs. Their time is precious, OK?

"Doctor Jiang, everyone just murmured and said something casually, and didn't say anything too much. You questioned us like this, as for..."

"Yes, yeah, Xiaojiang, these new interns are not sensible. I will just say a few words about them when I look back!"

Wang Shuang also didn't care, winking at Jiang Beiyuan.

They are all in the same department, so don't make trouble.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say a word, his eyes were calm and waveless, but the depths of his eyes were more murderous than before, and the corners of his thin mouth were drawn into a straight line.

Zhang Fan is the only one here playing drums.

This group of people who have no eyesight can't tell that Jiang Beiyuan is really angry this time.

If you're more interesting, don't hurry up and apologize to Yannian, do you have to know that you are wrong when a disaster is imminent? ?

After looking around, Jiang Beiyuan's deep gaze fell on Wang Shuang.

"All of you here are doctors of thoracic surgery and general surgery. I don't care where you are, but if you have said that my wife is not good, now you will slap yourself ten times, and then apologize to my wife. I don't care about this. "

Before Wang Shuang could speak, the rest of them were like chickens in the pan, expressing their dissatisfaction.

"Why, we all have the right to freedom of speech. What's wrong with a few words, do we still need a hoop?!"

"That's right, Jiang Beiyuan, who do you think you are, relying on your own surgery to be smarter, all the people in our department have to serve you like a slave?"

"Yes, Doctor Jiang, you are really too much this time!"

"I'm too much?"

Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Pour water on my wife, burn her face, bash her unscrupulously on the forum, and arbitrarily point her to talk about her on the road. Is this me too much?"

"I...we..."

The big guy stared at each other, and the doctor who was just so clever and tongue-tied was now blocked and speechless.

Zhang Fan, a bystander, couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand.

"Just do what Jiang Beiyuan said, who made you get into trouble first!"

"The doctor, do it yourself, we are not slaves." A doctor narrowed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

Zhang Fan slapped the table and was angry!

"What do I do? I didn't say anything bad, and it's not that you all have to have nothing to look for when you are full. The atmosphere of the central hospital is destroyed by you!"

The scene was chaotic.

As the director of the department, Wang Shuang was caught at both ends, in a dilemma, and did not dare to act rashly.

The frost under Jiang Beiyuan's eyes was like a thousand-year-old ice, suddenly reaching its peak in an instant, and then gradually hiding in Wuhen, no one could understand.

"No need to be quarrelsome."

A clear and indifferent sentence, with the magic power of an emperor to deter the Quartet.

The noisy meeting room was quiet for a moment, and everyone's eyes were once again focused on Jiang Beiyuan.

I saw the tall man in the middle, tore off the work card from the white coat and threw it directly in front of Wang Shuang.

Wang Shuang was taken aback.

"Jiang Beiyuan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Beiyuan pulled his lips.

The smile is ridiculed, but it is word by word:

"From now on, there will be no Jiang Beiyuan in the central hospital."