Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"..."

Wang Shuang gasped.

It turned out not to be a simple thing anymore!

The person involved, Jiang Beiyuan, was very calm. He quietly listened to the words of Dean Niu and remained silent.

I don't know how long it has been before, and then he faintly opened his lips: "Without surgery, what is the worst result?"

"Oh, if you don't have an operation, the uneven bleeding site will become bigger someday, and it will compress the nerve center in the future, and you are very likely to become a vegetable!"

"Let's have an operation!"

Wang Shuang patted Jiang Beiyuan on the shoulder hard.

How can you not have surgery!

"The 70% operation success rate is still very high. It must be fine, and you Jiang Beiyuan is so rich, you don't have to worry about the cost of the operation!"

"Don't do it."

Jiang Beiyuan resolutely refused.

No one knew what he was thinking.

He thanked Dean Niu, then set the film and clamped it, turned and left.

Wang Shuang reacted and chased it out.

"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang--"

After chasing to the elevator door, chasing him, Wang Shuang sighed heavily as he looked at the man with a cold face.

"What are you thinking in your heart? Just now the Niuyuan said that you can't get rid of it with medicine, and you can only do surgery, otherwise the nerve compression will be more serious in the future!"

"It is impossible for me to perform surgery with a 70% success rate."

Jiang Beiyuan said every word.

"Why?" Wang Shuang puzzled.

"My wife needs me."

The man's eyebrows seemed to be shrouded in a faint light and shadow, reflecting the expression on his face together.

The elevator door opened and he strode out.

The sun has already set, and the golden light of the setting sun is on his shoulders, dropping a little weight.

The breeze stirred the hair on his forehead and blew away along with the corners of his clothes.

Wang Shuang, who was following him, stared at Jiang Beiyuan for a moment, watching his jawline and thin lips form a perfect arc.

"Yan-nian is pregnant. Whether it is her or three children, I need me now, so it is impossible for me to have surgery."

"but……"

"I am now a husband and a father. I know exactly what I am doing."

Jiang Beiyuan interrupted Wang Shuang's words, and his thin lips twitched lightly, raising a curve.

Ximu was slightly cool, his eyes fell overwhelmingly gentle.

"She only has me."

"So I can't do anything."

She only has me, so I can't do anything.

Wang Shuang's eyes were a little red after hearing this.

"You know me about this, don't tell my family."

"Um... well! As an elder, I certainly hope that you will have the operation quickly to avoid future problems. But as a man, I kind of understand you, Xiao Jiang, you are a good man!"

"Thanks."

Jiang Beiyuan left after speaking.

In the light and shadow, Jiang Beiyuan's figure gradually moved away, and the shadow changed from long to short until it was no longer visible.

...

Night fell.

Jiang Qingchi was playing with Yuli on the sofa, and when he heard movement in the hallway, he looked over vigilantly.

Seeing that Jiang Beiyuan was back, the little guy put down Yuli and ran over happily.

"father!"

With a cry, Jiang Bei Yuanen bent over to pick up his son, and Zhan Qing's chin rubbed his small face.

Jiang Qingchi giggled.

"Daddy rubs me for the first time!"

"Oh, is it so."

"Hey, Dad, I love you!"

"Ok."

Being illuminated by the overhead light, Jiang Beiyuan embraced him on the sofa with warm eyebrows.

"where is your mom?"

"Mom fell asleep. Mom was very tired today. She kept throwing up while eating and couldn't eat anything."