Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yan Nian felt a pain in her heart, and she raised her hand to rub her heart. There should be nothing wrong with her heart, but why is it so painful and sad, like a big stone was blocked inside, and she couldn't breathe.

In fact, she was originally sentimental, thinking Jiang Beiyuan missed her.

After hearing it, it suddenly became clear that he missed her ex-girlfriend again.

What kind of person is the other party? He has been thinking about it for so many years.

If it is normal, she should ignore his hair chun, but now he is so drunk, what did she know about a drunkard?

Reached out and patted his back lightly.

He is sad, she can feel it, sad emotions can be contagious, so she is not feeling well now.

"Okay, okay, I believe she also likes you very much, so don't feel uncomfortable. I will help you to sleep in my room, OK? Huh?"

Jiang Beiyuan shook his head, his head weighed down heavily, and he buried his head in her shoulder, rubbing around.

"I can't sleep well without your bed."

Let him rub, Yan Nian couldn't help but laugh, "Then Dr. Jiang, what do you want?"

He turned around and hugged her tightly.

I can't wait for the strength to embed it in the blood.

"Stay by my side and don't go."

Every word is low, and full of caution.

"Never leave."

"..."

Yannian bit her lips hard, and her sadness felt like a steamed bun swelled a little bit.

At this moment, she didn't want to think about it so much, just as it was, he said this to her well.

"I won't go."

She hugged him back, with two thin arms crossing his waist, hugging him equally hard.

"If you don't drive me away, I won't leave, but Jiang Beiyuan, can I trust you?"

Can you believe that you are the one who can give me a sense of security?

I like you very much now, but you never forget your ex-girlfriend. Will we grow old?

She didn't know all these questions.

The man holding her, Shen Shen, did not give her any answer.

He was leaning against her, very heavy, her shoulders were sore, and her arms were numb.

"Jiang Beiyuan? Jiang Beiyuan?"

I called him several times, but he didn't reply. Yannian pushed him away slightly, only to find that he was actually asleep.

Oh my God, he can fall asleep even standing, what exactly is he like?

...

Yannian was destined to sleep well this night.

It took a lot of effort to get Jiang Beiyuan onto the bed, and his hand suddenly touched his forehead, which was hot.

She was stunned for a few seconds before she realized why, when she saw Jiang Beiyuan's first glance, his eyes were so dark and there were three eyelids.

Suspicions flashed in her mind at that time. Did Jiang Beiyuan pull a third eyelid? Obviously his eyelids were already very good, so why bother.

Well, it turns out that I have a fever.

I think once before, the drunk Jiang Beiyuan was already very difficult to deal with.

Nowadays, Jiang Beiyuan, who is drunk and has a fever, is even more difficult to deal with.

"do not go."

He noticed something and suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand to grab her arm, and squeezed the knuckles firmly.

I'm afraid that once she let go, she will leave in the next second.

Yannian sighed, letting him hold an arm, and then took the two quilts beside him and pressed directly on Jiang Beiyuan.

"You have a fever, 38 degrees 3, I'll go to the kitchen to get you some soup, don't drink anymore, you still drink if you can't drink enough..."

"Oh, I see."

He nodded like a good baby, and looked at her ignorantly, with a worried expression, "But, do I need to go to the hospital?"