Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Qingchi Pidian Pidian returned.

Yannian hurriedly sat up straight and pulled her son over, "How is it? What did your father say?"

"Mom, I agree to my father's operation!"

"what?"

Speechless.

"Who are you with? I asked you to be an ally to defeat the enemy. You were actually bought by the enemy?"

"Mom, listen to me. Dad said that he swears in the name of Jiang Beiyuan, his husband, Jiang Qingchi's father, Jiang Chun, and his father Jiang Jingming that he will never let himself do anything."

"If he said that, you would believe it?" Yannian picked her eyes.

Jiang Qingchi nodded, "Dad also said that he did this operation for the sake of his mother, so that the mother can't give birth to a baby in this life, so she won't have to bleed as much blood as last time. I think it's good."

"Jiang Qingchi... Are you helping the enemy persuade us now? Ang?"

"Oh mother, my good mother!"

Jiang Qingchi hugged Yannian's neck quickly and hugged him.

"Mom, our whole family loves you very much!"

"Well, I know, I love you too."

"So in order to love you, you must love yourself, my good mother!"

His nose is sore.

"I'm just worried about your father..."

"It's okay, it's okay, mom, since childhood, my dad never does things that are uncertain, does he?"

"What? You saw him when he was a kid?"

"I mean I grew up, I am five and a half years old, and my dad has always been a handsome and good dad. My uncle said, Dad is a pure man, and he will do what pure men should do! Is not it?"

Yannian gritted his teeth.

What to do, she seems to be persuaded by her son, and she feels that the son is more sensible than her mother.

"Your father really said, there is no risk?"

"Of course it's true. I believe in Dad so much. As Mrs. Jiang, don't you believe in Dad?"

"I……"

His scalp was numb.

Well, she admitted that she was persuaded by her son!

"You little thing!"

Yannian squeezed Jiang Qingchi's nose.

...

This weekend, Jiang Beiyuan will have surgery.

Yan Nian accompanied him throughout the whole process. He changed his hospital gown in the room. She wanted to do it herself, but Jiang Beiyuan refused.

"My self-control is not worth mentioning in front of you, so forget it."

Yannian narrowed his mouth, "Are you sure there is no problem with the operation?"

"OK, rest assured."

"Then if you have an operation, I will wait for you outside and wait for you to come out!"

"it is good."

Jiang Beiyuan's hospital gown was changed, and the blue loose hospital gown was worn on him, and it didn't look haggard and pale, probably because he was too confident.

A confident man is so dazzling that he can go wherever he goes.

Yannian hugged his lean waist.

"I don't feel like you are a sick person."

"Your husband is not a sick person."

"Hmm... when can you become a doctor again? When will your hands really get better?"

Yan Nian took his right hand and gently stroked the lines on it.

What a perfect hand, but there is an inconspicuous scar in the middle of the palm.

No matter how well he recovers, this scar will remain in his palm forever, proving that he once held a knife for Yuli, even if that life no longer exists.

Jiang Beiyuan faintly curled his lips and stroked her head with his left hand, smiling faintly.

"Ms. Jiang hates me?"

"Of course not, I love you!"

"obedient."

He leaned down and rubbed her with the tip of the tall nose. She closed her eyes and wrinkled her little nose, which was very cute. He couldn't help but kiss her and let it go quickly.

"wait for me."

"If there are any problems during the operation, you immediately say stop!"

"I have a count."

Jiang Beiyuan was about to enter the operating room, and Yannian followed him out. She was sitting in the corridor of the hospital, biting her fingernails, stomping her feet back and forth, and looking at her watch every minute. How did the time pass? so slow……

The phone rang.

It's the home phone.

When she picked it up, she heard Jiang San'er's soft voice: "Mom!"

"Hey, what happened to San'er?"

"It's okay... Mom."

"Well, mom will go back soon, mom will go back with your dad."

It was like comforting Jiang San'er, but also like comforting herself.

Ding Baoyi took the receiver: "Saner missed you, so I have to call you."

"My third son just likes to stick to me."

"How is it? Did Jiang Beiyuan have an operation?"

"It's doing it, I'm waiting for him outside."

"Yeah, relax. This is a minor operation. Research shows that only a few men will die on the operating table because of ligation—"

"Hey Ding Baoyi, do you know how to speak?" He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

Ding Baoyi smiled, "Listen to me, all scumbags who died on the operating table deserved it. Your husband is a rare good man in a century. Are you still worried about God taking his life?"

Yannian felt much better when Ding Baoyi said so.

"It's pretty much the same! You help me take care of my eldest baby, second baby and third baby."

Big baby, second baby, third baby?

"You, Tu Niu, why do Jiang Beiyuan like you?"

Ding Baoyi laughed and hung up the phone.

Yannian ignored her either.

Jiang Beiyuan fell in love with her, indicating that she is excellent, very good, very good!

Because she not only has a beautiful skin, but also a very interesting soul!

...

Two hours later, the lights in the operating room went out.

The operation was very successful, and they were all elite doctors in the central hospital. It was a minimally invasive operation and there was usually no problem.

Jiang Beiyuan was transferred to the general ward, and Yannian helped him lie down for the first time and poured him a cup of hot water.

"Are you hungry? I'm going to buy you some porridge or steamed buns?"

Speaking of the impatient person going to rush out, Jiang Beiyuan grabbed her hand and pulled her to the bed. He condensed her and smiled warmly.

"Didn't you cry?"

"Cut, how old I am, and I still cry every day and do what I do."

"Then I will check it."

His thin, sharp lips covered her eyelids and checked.

No dampness.

Then let her go.

"Mrs. Jiang really grew up."

"Are you deliberately teasing me?!"

Yan Nian punched him and forgot that he had the operation. Seeing Jiang Beiyuan frowned, she hurriedly stepped forward to check, "Where did I hit you? I didn't mean my husband..."

He was embraced instead.

Above his head is a low-textured voice, accompanied by a moving smile.

"Little girl is so cheating."

"...I am willing to be deceived by you for a lifetime, so long as you are fine!"

"Well, didn't I come out safely, what did I think about during those two hours?"

"I'm full of you, I'm not in the mood to think of anything else."

These words were just like Jiang Beiyuan's wish. He grabbed the back of her head and pressed the corner of her lips.

Yan Nian closed her eyes obediently.

"Hey Lao Jiang--"

Zhang Fan came in with a medical record sheet.

"Ay Ya I gi!"

This is really not the time to come in.

Jiang Beiyuan let go of his words and raised his eyebrows unhappily, "Something?"

Zhang Fan looked at him, then at Yannian, and coughed twice, "Well, Dr. Sun asked me to tell you, after ligation, remember not to have **** for two months."

"I know."

"Do you really know? I'm afraid you didn't know! After all, just now--"

"Do you have anything else to say?" Frost condensed in Jiang Beiyuan's eyes, and the frost turned into a sharp sword and shot towards Zhang Fan.

"No, you should be aware of other precautions, and there is no need to waste my tongue here."

"Get out." The words are concise and concise.

Zhang Fan nodded, just closed the door, and turned back like a prank.

Sure enough, seeing Jiang Beiyuan clinging to words again, Zhang Fan held back a smile:

"Lao Jiang, two months, remember, two months! The revolution has not really succeeded, work hard and work hard! Come on! I am optimistic about you!"

"roll."

"..."

Zhang Fan took it as soon as he saw it. Before Jiang Beiyuan threw him the ashtray, he slipped out of the ward.

As soon as I left the ward, I couldn't hold back the joy cell in my heart. I quickly took out my phone and opened WeChat to tell the "touching team" the good news.

"Lao Jiang is ligated, I will be a monk for two months!"

Once this news is sent...

Chen Shuo: "???"

Zhao Quan: "Really or not, are you in charge?"

Song Yikai: "[Sniffing Nose] [Sniffing Nose]"

Xu Kuangjie: "Upstairs, didn't I kick you out of the group chat?"

Zhao Quan: "I have brought Xiao Song back again."

Xu Kuangjie: "Zhao Sigou, you pee sex."

Zhang Fan: "Stop arguing, everyone think about how to celebrate this good news! Who treats you to dinner?"

Chen Shuo: "The old squad leader has no conscience, Lao Jiang is not thin to you!"

Zhang Fan: "Yes, he is really not'thin' to me! [Angry] [Angry]"

Xu Kuangjie: "What's wrong with the ligation? He certainly doesn't want his wife to become pregnant again. Isn't it normal to sacrifice himself?"

Chen Shuo: "Old Xu, would you also consider ligation?"

Xu Kuangjie: "I'll go to your grandfather's legs, why don't you freeze the semen? So you don't have to get married in the future!"

Chen Shuo: "I'm thinking of doing this, should we be together another day?"

Zhang Fan: "If you have surgery, all come to our hospital, I can get a commission."

Song Yikai: "Big brothers...I want to insert a word."

Xu Kuangjie: "Get out!"

Song Yikai: "Woo, is my boss all right? [sniffing]"

Zhang Fan: "Okay, I was still making out with Yannian just now."

Xu Kuangjie: "Dear friends?? You are optimistic about him, doesn't this thing mean that you can't share the same room."

Zhang Fan: "I have reminded him, Lao Jiang should know it in his heart."

Xu Kuangjie: "...I hope it!"

...

Jiang Beiyuan will be discharged soon, and he will go home to recuperate.

Yannian was with him. She wanted to drive. He said no, saying that she was not disabled.

"I can tell you, Zhang Fan is right, and in two months, you have to learn to exercise restraint." After getting in the car, Yan Nian started nagging Jiang Beiyuan.

Jiang Beiyuan yelled several times, and he responded with a very good temper and was never impatient.

Yannian said a few words and didn't say it. It's not that I don't want to say it, I'm embarrassed!

He is too used to her!

For some men, the wife whispered a few words in her ears, and she was upset long ago, and she yelled, "You mother-in-law doesn't babble all day long, is it endless?"

But this kind of complaint, Jiang Beiyuan would never say to words.

He listened to what she said, blushing with a thick neck, and it never happened to Jiang Beiyuan.

It's his tolerance that makes Yannian embarrassed, anyway...

It's okay, the big deal is when he isn't firm, she'll just be firm.

Passing by a shop selling sponge cakes, Jiang Beiyuan stopped the car, "Didn't you yell at you to eat this before going to bed yesterday?"

"Oh, that was watching a TV show, greedy."

"Little greedy cat."

He scratched the tip of her nose fondly, then unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car to buy sponge cake for his dearest wife.

The team is not long, and it will soon be Jiang Beiyuan's turn.

"President Jiang?"

When Jiang Beiyuan checked out, he turned his eyes slightly to meet Han Weiwei's face.

Han Weiwei likes to wear cheongsam very much, whether it is the elegant and delicate emerald green, or the luxurious crimson, she likes it, and she thinks she can control it. Today, this body is red, noble and elegant, and she wears a jade bracelet on her right hand, revealing a delicate wrist.

Jiang Beiyuan tapped his head as a greeting.

The corners of Han Weiwei's mouth are about to rise to the sky: "Mr Jiang also likes to eat sponge cake?"

"Mrs. Jiang likes it."

"Mrs. Jiang?"

Han Weiwei looked around subconsciously and saw the car not far away from Jiang Beiyuan. The passenger seemed to be sitting alone.

It seems that Mrs. Jiang is also here today.

"That's a coincidence. Mrs. Jiang and I have similar tastes. I went out in a hurry today and forgot to drive. I wonder if Mr. Jiang can take me a little bit by the way?"

"It should not go the way." Jiang Beiyuan's light brows and eyes were quietly covered with a layer of haze.

Han Weiwei smiled instead of anger, "I don't want to bother Mr. Jiang, because the road here is not easy to take a taxi, so Mr. Jiang sent me to the front intersection and I took a taxi back. How about?"

Jiang Beiyuan frowned.

His frown is not serious, but it gives people a sense of oppression, and at the same time he has a vivid temperament.

Han Weiwei looked at Jiang Beiyuan, watched him pick up the phone to make a call, and heard him say to the other side...

"I ran into an old Dong's daughter on the side of the road. The other party wanted us to take her by the way. Do you agree?"

Han Weiwei was taken aback first, then gritted her teeth severely.

Does he have to call his wife to report on such a small matter?

How unstated is he in the family?

"That's good." Jiang Beiyuan, who hung up, gave Han Weiwei a glance.

"I'm really sorry, but I can only take Ms. Han to the intersection ahead, because Mrs. Jiang and I have things to do."

"It's okay, just go ahead, then thank you."

Han Weiwei took out his self-cultivation as a eldest lady, and carried out a decent smile to the end.

She followed Jiang Beiyuan and saw Mrs. Jiang's face as she wished.

She is a very small and delicate woman, with an oval face, fair skin, a pair of large watery eyes with mist in it, her hair casually draped over her shoulders, her temperament is very clear, like a soft summer breeze.

The soft wind is comfortable, but Han Weiwei can't feel comfortable, which may be due to the hostility in her heart towards this Mrs. Jiang.