Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

The old woman looked surprised. "Don't you like Dr. Jiang?"

Zhang Yan thought of the palpitation when he first met her on the bus. He shook his head and looked gloomy. "It's not a matter of whether she likes it or not. She's married."

The pursuit of single girls is personal freedom, and the pursuit of other people's wives involves moral issues.

"Dr. Jiang is married?"

"I didn't know for long." He said with a wry smile to the old woman, "aunt, don't talk nonsense next time, so as not to be heard by her and embarrass her."

The family members of the wounded looked embarrassed and waved their hands, "don't worry, don't worry, I didn't know Dr. Jiang was married before I made fun of you, and I won't talk nonsense when I knew it... But Dr. Jiang looks so young, I didn't hear her say that she has a boyfriend, and I didn't expect to get married, ah, what a pity..."

Zhang Yan looked at the direction Jiang Nuan left and said, "yes, it's a pity."

Unfortunately, there is no way. If Dr. Jiang's husband is not good, he can compete with others shamelessly, but Dr. Jiang's husband is Fu Ju.

Fu Bureau's status, appearance and income are no better than him. In this earthquake in Hechuan County, he was the first one to rush to the front line and was injured in order to save people.

He can't fight for external conditions, even his character. When he meets this kind of rival, is there any other way for him to admit defeat?

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When Jiang Nuan arrived in the ward, the nurse was just ready to go out.

"Dr. Jiang, here you are."

"Well."

"Then I'll go out first." The nurse ran fast and shut the door.

Jiang Nuan didn't have time to call, and there were only two of them left in the ward.

The bright light outside the window slants in and pulls the shadow of the Narcissus plant on the windowsill to the ground. The light sprinkles on the floor and draws out two lines between light and shade

Fu Yi's shoulder rested on the pillow. His whole face was extremely discolored. His long and narrow eyes were tired and weak. His thick eyelashes hung down on his eyelids, casting a light shadow. He was wearing a surgical suit. His blue and white striped cotton T-shirt was loosely tied on him, revealing a swan like neck. His left hand was on his knee, Lazy squint eyes, lazy and casual.

Eyes have been on her ever since she came in.

Jiang Nuan was uncomfortable with his eyes. He went to the side of the hospital bed, pursed his lips, picked up the cup and poured the water.

"Look what I'm doing."

Fu Yiwei raised his thin lips and asked leisurely, "how do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me?"

"You..."

He did it on purpose!

Jiang Nuan angrily put the water cup into his hand, "you lose too much blood, you should drink more water, you'd better talk less, shut up!"

He looks bad, but in a good mood, waving at her, "warm up."

"Something to say!" Jiang warm mouth said so, but the body is honest by the past.

Fu Yi raised the cup with a natural look, "feed me."

Jiang Nuan

Jiang Nuan said, "you don't have your own mouth. You can't drink by yourself."

She is his doctor in charge, not his nurse. Why do you have to help with such trifles as drinking water.

She thought that this man would not give up easily, who knows that he lowered his eyelids, looked lonely, put his hand down, and drank water by himself.