Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

As Jiang Beiyuan's voice fell, Wen Yu's purple face turned pale in a moment.

Yan Nian told him that she had done something wrong when she was eighteen.

So in other words, she knew Jiang Beiyuan when she was eighteen?

Wen Yu has no time to think about this issue.

At this moment, the breathing is serious and not instant, and the eyes are blurred...

He was about to lose sight of the person above his head, but he could feel the coldness on his body converging into ice, and the cold air was spreading out little by little.

Wen Yu shivered from the cold.

Jiang Beiyuan slowly withdrew his feet, together with his cold eyes.

He seemed to feel tired, so he stopped looking at Wen Yu on the ground and immediately walked out.

The golden light cut away his back, and the buildings resembled a tower, vigorous and dangling.

When he got downstairs, the coldness and viciousness on his body had disappeared.

It is like Pilate who executed **** in the Bible.

After the execution, Pilate calmly said:

"It is not my sin to shed the blood of this righteous man."

The rapid footsteps gradually approached.

Not far away, secretary Sui Tong hurried over and waved to Jiang Beiyuan, "It’s not good, President Jiang, it’s not good..."

"?" Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes a little impatient.

"what happened?"

"..."

Sui Tong ran out of breath, clutching his stomach and gasping for breath, stumbled and explained, "You, you should go to the meeting place now, something happened!"

...

At that time.

At the press conference, the scene was chaotic.

Diagonally diagonally across the table, there is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes lying on the ground.

Many people gathered around, and the flash of the media kept shooting at the man on the ground.

The man foamed at his mouth and twitched his limbs, looking very scary.

When everyone was talking, Yannian squatted down, held the man's head, gently pushed it to one side, and then stuffed the tongue depressor wrapped with gauze into his mouth.

"Hey, you are stupid, don't share this muddy water, you will be upset when you touch porcelain!" Ding Baoyi squatted beside Yannian, lowering her voice in a low voice.

"It's important to save people. Jiang Beiyuan taught me some first aid measures. Now they can come in handy."

Ding Baoyi had a car accident before, which cast a big shadow on Yan Nian.

From that time on, as long as she was free, she asked Jiang Beiyuan about emergency measures for various emergencies from time to time.

I was thinking about saving myself in the future, but I didn't expect to save people today.

"what happened?"

A familiar voice rang in Yannian's ear.

Yannian looked at the past.

Jiang Beiyuan knelt down, his swarthy eyes locked the man on the ground firmly.

He recognized that this was the old Dong Haomao of Shengtian Group, one of his mother Pei Jinling's many lovers.

"Looking at the symptoms of this old man, it should be a seizure. I put a tongue depressor in his mouth as you taught me before!"

Yannian hurriedly explained, just pretending to be calm, and when facing Jiang Beiyuan, her voice was a little trembling, in fact, saying that she was not afraid was false.

After all, a living life lies here.

"well-done."

Jiang Beiyuan's voice was mellow and his face was a bit serious, and he quickly checked Hao Mao's condition on the ground, unbuttoned his neck, and kept his airway open to avoid suffocation.

"Has the ambulance called?"

He lifted his eyes, and his dark peach eyes looked around randomly.