Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Beiyuan said every word.

"As a doctor, I am not ashamed of my heart, I am not ashamed of the patient, and I will not be a doctor in the future, and I will continue to be ashamed. Hope the dean will understand.

"Ugh!"

The dean sighed heavily.

Facts have proved that it is nothing to make a roundabout with Jiang Beiyuan and delay time.

"From the dean's perspective, of course I want to keep you. You are a good seed, with good medical skills and good conduct. You are a good example for many vulgar doctors in our central hospital, but from the perspective of the predecessors, I respect you. Decided, you have your own ideas, and I believe you have weighed the pros and cons of not being a doctor. You know these in your mind."

"Ok."

Jiang Beiyuan put down the inkstone in his hand and nodded slightly to the dean.

"Take care, goodbye."

He is really a nonsense and will not say much.

"Little Jiang..."

The dean raised the calligraphy written in his hand and held it in front of Jiang Beiyuan.

"These five words are for you, you remember, the door of the central hospital is open for you at any time, you can still come back when you want to come back!"

"Thank you for your kindness, but you may not know one thing—"

Jiang Beiyuan's conversation turned.

At the close of the eyebrows, there is a cold and hard air that makes people unable to look directly at it. That wave of fierceness and sharpness, Yingyingyu Li, still Yu Qingxueshuang.

"My dictionary has never had the words'work and cherish', only'work and seize'."

The dean was taken aback.

Let's go, let's take it?

Jiang Beiyuan turned around and left.

The dean stared at the man's distant back, the slender and stalwart silhouette, and his back was straight and straight, like a sword pulled out of its sheath, and opened a sharp and cold shocking photo.

Like the beginning of a killing.

Some negative emotions were aroused from deep inside him.

And it was completely inspired.

but.

Killing will never be against the one he loves.

Instead, he holds a sword in his hand just to protect the one he loves.

Go and win...

The dean recalled these words and smiled suddenly.

Young man, interesting.

really interesting.

...

Jiang Beiyuan's personnel relationship was solved by Wang Shuang.

The dean agreed to Jiang Beiyuan's application for resignation. As the director, Wang Shuang, naturally, could not go overboard and blatantly defy the dean's order.

When stamping the seal, Wang Shuang looked at Jiang Beiyuan with a vague look, and everything was silent.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't pay attention to Wang Shuang's small eyes from beginning to end. After completing the procedures, he left soon.

Zhang Fan has been standing at the door of Wang Shuang's office, leaning against the wall to practice a standard eight-tooth smile.

Seeing Jiang Beiyuan coming out, he hurriedly greeted him——

"Hey, Doctor Jiang, is this really leaving?"

Suddenly the heat is stolen.

Jiang Beiyuan was still calm, his handsome long eyebrows raised: "?"

"..."

Zhang Fan didn't speak, but smiled at him first.

They all say that they don't hit the smiley people with their hands, right?

Jiang Beiyuan retracted his gaze, did not speak, and walked in the direction of the elevator on the eighth floor at the end of the corridor.

"Hey, wait a minute--"

Zhang Fan's legs were short, not as long as Jiang Beiyuan, and he followed behind him, and after a short jogging, he barely stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Lao Jiang Lao Jiang, look, the last time Wen Yu slapped your wife that slap was detected by my monitoring. Your surgery last night was also half my credit, and then I will have to deal with your mother... …"

"and so?"

Jiang Beiyuan was a little bit interested, and was finally willing to give Zhang Fan a corner of his eye.