Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Seeing that he was about to run, Wang Shuang pulled his white coat with lightning speed.

"Hey~~ Xiao Jiang, you are the best, I like you the most in our department, you don't know."

Wang Shuang grinned and smiled, the two long lines of decrees were obvious.

"Just sit down for one consultation, this time today! You do well, don't let the dean teach me anymore, huh?"

While talking, he cast a wink at Jiang Beiyuan.

That look...

Jiang Beiyuan thought of an old man named Su in a family ethics drama.

Besides, Wang Shuang, an old man in his forties who is rushing to the fifth stage, acted like a coquettish and flattered him. This is really...

Jiang Beiyuan resisted the urge to vomit, rubbed his painful temples, calmly, and exhaled, "Just this day today."

"Okay, good! It's guaranteed to be on this day!"

"Also," Jiang Beiyuan squinted again, and a wind swept over: "This year this year, don't talk to me about sit-ups."

Hearing this, Wang Shuang rubbed his hands and nodded.

Let's talk about the next time. Anyway, when you should be shameless, you should be shameless!

Then the news that Jiang Beiyuan was about to sit for a consultation was fried in the hospital forum again!

As soon as this news came out, the number of patients who asked Dr. Jiang to consult in the afternoon had reached one hundred!

I will definitely not be able to finish so many sick numbers in one afternoon, not to mention, there is no shortage of half of them that are used to fill up the number, and the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

Now Jiang Beiyuan has read 20 sick numbers, and 12 of them are not sick and pretending to be sick.

The twenty-first, a beautiful woman in a black low-Hungarian tights walked in, twisting the waist of the water snake, with flaming red lips and delicate makeup.

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyelids lazily, then lowered his head again.

"Where does it hurt?"

His voice is very textured.

Although dull, but the sound is excellent, like a pool of wine and wine that has been immersed for a long time, making people drunk.

The woman stared straight at Jiang Beiyuan, rubbing her waist and sat down.

The fingers of Dankou dyed in red lightly touched his forehead, "Doctor Jiang, my heart is not very comfortable. I have always had chest tightness and shortness of breath these days. I feel out of breath. What's wrong with me?"

Jiang Beiyuan: "Go back and turn on the air conditioner to be comfortable."

"Oh! Doctor Jiang~ Why are you so perfunctory? Shouldn't you wear a stethoscope and give someone a good diagnosis?"

As the woman said, her feet were dishonest, and she pretended to kick Jiang Beiyuan's calf.

Jiang Beiyuan retreated half a step backwards silently, and his eyes were quietly infected with intolerance and cold.

"I'm sorry, beauty tricks are useless to me."

Because many years ago, he had a beauty trick.

Only this one.

For many years, he still has sentiment, the sentiment is getting deeper and more serious.

So that now, except for that one, no one else can get into his eyes, let alone get into his heart.

"Cut, who do you think you are? Don't you just be a bad doctor? I can afford you when my old lady comes to see a doctor!"

The beauty took a look at Jiang Beiyuan, and walked away angrily.

Jiang Beiyuan pressed the next number.

This is the reason why he has been reluctant to come to the doctor. There are always so many unkind wolves and tigers, wasting his precious time.

Next, push the door open.

If you don't see the person, hear the voice first.

The sound of high heels rubbing against the ground was crisp and abrupt.

Hearing this movement, Jiang Beiyuan did not lift his head, his eyes were covered with a layer of irritability, "If you are sick, say you are sick, and if you don't get sick, you will roll away."

A hearty smile came from the front.

"Oh, it turns out that Dr. Jiang Da treats patients like this."

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyes slightly...

"why you?"