Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yan Nian pursed the corners of her mouth, and didn't know what to say for a while.

So Jiang Beiyuan is now a doctor, is it actually because of his brother?

She didn't know his past or what his family was like.

He never mentioned Jiang Beiyuan's family to her.

This man looks cold and expensive to the outside world. Although he is a doctor, he has an aura of nobility in his gestures. With his beautiful characters, this face is his unique capital.

So she almost forgot, no matter how handsome he is, no matter how good his figure is, how good is his medical skills, he is also an ordinary person, just like ordinary people, he will be sad and lost, no one is a god.

So distressed!

Yannian opened his arms and patted the man's broad back lightly.

"Give you a comforting hug, you are a great hero today, don't be sad!"

Jiang Beiyuan: "..."

Just because he is a hero, he gave him a hug?

He held her round shoulders in both hands, pulled her a little away, and looked down at her.

"If you don't make trouble for me, I shouldn't be sad."

He is tall and tall at 188. He usually only lowers his eyelashes slightly when looking at others, and stares at him with cold eyes.

Only when looking at Yannian, he would lower his noble head.

At this time, this delicate and charming face fell into his eyes, and the tone was somewhat flattering, "I know, I won't go to the bar in the future, and I won't go to death."

She shook her head and said, shaking her head like a rattle.

Jiang Beiyuan raised his hand, and his slender index finger poked Yannian's bright and clean forehead, and stopped her tumultuous head, her voice was so soft that it was a bit outrageous...

"Stupid, stop shaking."

Yannian was stunned on the spot.

If you ask when she started to like Jiang Beiyuan, it might have started when he poked her.

Or earlier.

but,

At this moment,

His fingers seemed to have some kind of magic power, stained with some kind of magic, and his low magnetic voice became very **** together, and he kept digging into her heart.

This feeling is like a traveler who has been walking for a long time in the vast desert, suddenly seeing a small oasis ahead.

That is, treasure.

...

Ding Baoyi was awake.

Yannian sat on the edge of the bed, cut an apple for her, and handed it in angrily.

"Next time you drink and run across the road, I will absolutely leave you alone!!!"

Time, going back one hour ago...

It was the next morning, and Ding Baoyi was still awake.

Yannian asked Ding Baoyi's attending doctor, and they said it was all right, and if nothing happened, he would definitely wake up.

Not surprisingly?

What do you mean?

Many thoughts flashed through Yan Nian's mind.

Could it be a vegetative person, who can only breathe and beat in this life, and can't do anything else?

Otherwise, after waking up, he would have amnesia, clutching his head like a fool and asking who she is and where she is.

Oh my god...

Of these two possibilities, neither words nor thoughts can be accepted.

Sitting on Ding Baoyi's bed, holding her hand, buried her head in her palm.

"Ding Baoyi, Ding Baoyi, I must wake up..."

"You also said that I want to be my bridesmaid when I get married. My wedding hasn't been held yet. You must not die..."

"In the future I have a son, you have to be a godmother for my son, oh, how do you let me live when you die..."

"Ahem..."

Hearing the cough, Yannian raised her head abruptly and met Ding Baoyi's awkward eyes.

"Hey, it's almost done, sensationalism is not suitable for both of us."

Yan Nian was stunned for a second.

The next second-

"I rely on your sister! You are awake! Ahhhhhh!"

He kept strangling Ding Baoyi by the neck, and almost strangled Ding Baoyi who had regained consciousness.

No way, the way the sand sculpture sisters express their excitement is so special.