Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yannian sighed.

It seems that Jiang Beiyuan really intends to send her to Ding Baoyi.

But she didn't want to leave him!

"Why don't I live in your lounge tonight, marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, I will be wherever you go."

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan's heart was moved, and he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her...

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But he was still unhappy.

Words and thoughts can be felt.

She asked him, but he said nothing.

Just when he took her to his lounge, he suddenly bent over and hugged her.

His face rubbed her cheeks, and his chin was buried in her shoulders, like an insecure child.

The 1.8-meter-eight man, who has always done things calmly and steadily, suddenly became so good that Yannian was a little bit overwhelmed.

"What's wrong with you, can you tell me?"

"The old woman who sells shoes is a good person."

Jiang Beiyuan came with a nonsensical sentence, his voice was low, with a bit of heaviness and anxiety.

"The situation is very serious, plus the age is too big, it is actually very difficult to do."

"..."

I understand a little bit.

Jiang Beiyuan agreed to return to the central hospital because he ran into the kind old man halfway through. The old man was seriously ill, and he couldn't just ignore it.

Like her, he doesn't like to owe favors to others.

"We have to pay back the favor we owe, but it doesn't matter if we don't have it, just do our best. She will definitely realize that with that intention!"

Yannian said, turning his face to kiss him.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just treat it as an ordinary one in your countless cases of surgery!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows and long eyelashes are drooping, and the whole person seems to be immersed in a circle of light and shadow, flickering and unreal.

"You are the best, come on!"

She doesn't really comfort people, and she doesn't know what Jiang Beiyuan likes to listen to.

But just now the comfort seemed to work, Jiang Beiyuan finally smiled.

"Who is the best?"

"You!"

"who am I?"

"Um, of course you are Jiang Beiyuan!"

"Furthermore." He squinted slightly, a little unhappy.

Yan and Nian are super speechless, and the pressure just said, "You are my husband... alright?"

He was finally satisfied and squeezed her little face.

"Wait in my lounge, don't run around."

Then got up to leave.

When he reached the door, Yannian suddenly stopped him, calling her husband with a loud voice.

Jiang Beiyuan paused and looked back at her.

This back, the curvature of the profile, the gentle and gentle brows.

An unruly face flashed in Yannian's mind, but it was very vague, like a long, long, old deceased, with the breath of time.

"what happened?"

Jiang Beiyuan's words brought back her thoughts.

Yannian came back to her senses, didn't take the silhouette of the talent seriously, smiled, and a sly look in her eyes, "I want to say, you are not only the best, but also the most handsome, don't mess with the young nurse!"

Hearing that, Jiang Beiyuan also laughed and joked: "There is already a little fairy at home that has hooked my soul, and your husband doesn't like it."

I left after speaking.

The slender figure completely disappeared from Yannian's sight.

She retracted her gaze and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he should not be so nervous, right.

However, his words "There is a fairy at home that hooked my soul" was just so sultry, her heart beat uncontrollably for a few times, and it was still difficult to calm down.

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