Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Yannian smiled disapprovingly, "What's so strange about this? Look at the **** arrogance. There are no two mines in the house that can't say that kind of thing. The second generation is rich, there is a tycoon. The car is nothing."

"Said Xiao Nian..."

"but,"

Yannian ignored He Huaiguang's soothing eyes, and turned around.

"Even if he is rich for three or four generations, it doesn't matter to me. He doesn't want to tell me about his family, and I don't want to know."

After speaking, I looked up and drank a glass of red wine in one go.

Ding Baoyi stroked her forehead lightly, "Since you care about it in your heart, just go and see him. He is always uncomfortable. Don't torture each other."

"Not going."

Yan Nian casually wiped the wine stain from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, with a firm attitude.

"Who is going to be the bastard!"

Then Ding Baoyi laughed.

From small to large, this product has been done a lot, and it is not bad this time.

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Lucheng Central Hospital.

The huge meeting room on the tenth floor was full of seats, and the light from the projector fell.

The man standing in the center is as long as a jade, with a light blue shirt under his white coat. The stand-up collar sets off his sharp outline, and the curve of his jaw line is perfect and thin.

"During the examination, if the patient’s respiratory secretions are viscous, chymotrypsin, ambroxol, etc. can be used for ultrasonic aerosol inhalation to dilute the sputum..."

The man's voice is cold and clean, like a mountain stream flowing slowly, without ups and downs and waves.

The other colleagues sitting below looked at each other and couldn't help whispering.

"What happened to Doctor Jiang these days?"

"I do not know……"

A man who usually speaks no more than ten words in a meeting actually said a lot today.

unusual.

This is very abnormal.

"Did you quarrel with his wife?"

"You ask me, how do I know that I only met his wife once."

"What does his wife look like, I haven't seen it yet, the photos posted in the forum are blurry."

"It's okay, a very petite girl, who doesn't match Dr. Jiang's temperament, she feels like his sister."

"Gosh, isn't it a juvenile? Doctor Jiang has a pedophile?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh, keep your voice down, don't let people hear it."

"..."

"This is my discussion today, over."

As the last note fell, it was like the final sound of the same song, and the clear voice echoed throughout the meeting room, and the man in Yushu facing the wind had already sat back in his original position, his eyebrows fluttering, and frosty.

He is still the Jiang Beiyuan who is not close to anyone.

At the end of the meeting, the big guys dispersed.

Wang Shuang retained Jiang Beiyuan and smiled. He was very satisfied with Jiang Beiyuan's speech today, "I will go to Yancheng next week to do an academic report analysis. Just go. You are the most authoritative in our thoracic surgery room."

Jiang Beiyuan nodded lightly, and promised simply and decisively, "What day of the week?"

"what?"

He promised so readily that Wang Shuang didn't react.

He thought that Jiang Beiyuan would have to refuse a few times, and then he begged him sternly before the latter would reluctantly agree to go.

"Week...Tuesday." Wang Shuang stretched out **** and shook it.

"Yep."

Jiang Beiyuan's face was unwavering, sinking like a pool of stagnant water, "You asked me to write a ten-thousand-word essay. I have finished writing it. Come to my lounge to get it."

"what??"

Wang Shuang was taken aback again.

This kid is very abnormal today.

No, it's not normal these few days.

He has been rushing to perform minor operations that he is not willing to do on weekdays, and he has arranged his schedule to the full. Last night, he worked overtime until two in the morning. From Wang Shuang’s perspective, he can clearly see the underside of Jiang Beiyuan’s eyelids. A circle of black green.

"Is your kid okay? Did something happen?"