Warm marriage: Mr.Nan spoils wife addictively

"Because the big head son is a child. Although his head is relatively large, his hands still look like children. Look, Shengyuan's hands are smaller than his uncle's."

Nan Shengyuan's small head turned. Then she remembered to speak: "it's like this. My father's hand is also big."

At the doctor's side, Nan Shengyuan sat quietly listening to the doctor's inquiry. Jian Yao and Zou Jiayang were waiting outside.

"You don't know. I'm going to be pestered by the little girls in the Department during this period. Two interns come and send me messages all day. Tell me if I'm handsome again."

Jian Yao is not surprised at Zou Jiayang's narcissistic appearance. She also knows that Zou Jiayang said this to make herself happy.

"Come on, ang, it's too narcissistic. It's a narcissist."

Zou Jiayang fiddled with his hair: "I'm not narcissistic. I'm handsome and can't help it."

"Jiayang, the little girls in the Department are good. You can look at others appropriately. You should always start a family. Although career is really important, two people are better than one."

Jian Yao's tone felt a little like an old mother. Zou Jiayang smiled: "ouch, your tone is really like my mother. My mother urges me to date all day. Jian Yao, in fact, if I don't meet that person, I won't compromise anyway. I believe in love. My love hasn't come yet."

"Yes, as long as you can seriously know what you want, I feel relieved, because I really take you as my family. I have the best relationship with you in this hospital."

Hearing what Jian Yao said, Zou Jiayang was also very happy. He was also happy to become good friends with Jian Yao.

"Now Nancheng's career is also booming. Our two companies also have opportunities for cooperation and win-win cooperation. I also appreciate the strength of President Nancheng. He is very powerful."

"This guy just went to work today. His hands are just right."

"I heard about the last time. President Nan's hand was injured. How about it? There's no problem."

"Don't worry, it's all right. There's no problem at all. It's all right. Anyway, we can go to work now. We've gone to the company today."

As soon as the voice fell, Nancheng called Jian Yao and asked her daughter, "how's it going? Have you been to the hospital?"

"Well, I've arrived at the hospital. Now Shengyuan is chatting with a psychologist."

"Baby, how's it going? Are you crying?"

"It's very good today. I told him that uncle Zou Jiayang was there. He was very happy to come. Last time we came, Zou Jiayang sent a Barbie doll. He's always happy."

Jian Yao didn't hide that Zou Jiayang was here: "Dr. Zou is here too. Thank Dr. Zou for me and invite him to dinner next time."

This time, Nancheng Pei was surprisingly not jealous and angry, which surprised Jian Yao.

After a while, Nan Shengyuan came out from the inside, and the expression on her face was also very relaxed. Jian Yao hung up the phone and went in with Zou Jiayang: "doctor, how's it going?"

"Basically, there are no major psychological problems. From the child's words, you are also very important for the child's enlightenment, so our doctors don't have so much effort."

Jian Yao was relieved: "that's good, that's good, thank you, doctor."

"It's all right, but you still need to guide the children after you go home. You should remember this."

"Well, we will."

Zou Jiayang said, "at least Dr. Jian is also a person with a bachelor's degree in psychology. He knows at least a little."

"It's all a small skill, Dr. Zhang. You've bothered."

"It's okay."

As soon as she went out, Jian Yao found a scar on her child's neck, which was quite obvious. She was afraid that Nan Shengyuan was a little afraid of what she thought when she saw the scar.

Look at Zou Jiayang: "doctor Zou, look here..."

"Scar."

"Well, what should I do? Can I remove it?"

"Don't worry. Let's go to the dermatology department. Today's expert clinic is Dr. Wang. I have been an old doctor for many years. I'll call him immediately and take her there first."

Nan Shengyuan looked at the nervous and distressed expression on her mother's face. She could only hold Jian Yao's hand, didn't speak, and didn't know what to say.

When she got there, Jian Yao took Nan Shengyuan to the doctor: "Dr. Wang, look at the scar on our daughter's neck. Is there any ointment that can be removed?"

Dr. Wang frowned. If you want to remove the scar, it is not so easy, but it will be a little difficult.

"Dr. Jane, it's really difficult. The child's scar is a little heavy, so the general ointment can't remove the scar on her neck. It can only be knocked out by the laser when she grows up."

Jian Yao's eyes were full of disappointment, but she couldn't show it in front of her daughter: "well, how old can you kill her."

"At least we have to wait until the age of 18. After all, the child is still young. It must not work."

"OK, I see. Thank you, Dr. Wang."

"Dr. Jane, you're welcome."

Zou Jiayang comforted Jian Yao: "it's all right. You can get rid of it when you grow up. Don't worry. You can't be so unhappy in front of your children, can you?"

Jian Yao looked at Nan Shengyuan standing next to her. She felt guilty and blamed herself for not protecting Nan Shengyuan. Then she picked Nan Shengyuan up: "well, yes, we'll go home first. You'll be busy too."

"My side is OK, not very busy. Go back and pay attention to safety on the way. Send me a message when you get home."

"Goodbye, uncle Zou."

"Bye, Shengyuan. I'll see you next time."

"Let's go first. Go back to work."

Although Jian Yao has never paid too much attention to her appearance, if the scar is on her body, she naturally feels it doesn't matter. However, when it fell on Nan Shengyuan, her heart seemed to be bitten by thousands of mole ants.

However, in front of Nan Shengyuan, Jian Yao naturally tried her best to disguise and didn't want her daughter to see her vulnerability. She is still young and has no distinction between beauty and ugliness. She always treats all things in the world with the most sincere and kind heart. If she can guide her well, she should not have inferiority complex, right?

Jian Yao held Nan Shengyuan in one hand, drooping her head and thinking slowly. However, even if you want to clean up your emotions, your eyes are still inadvertently red.