Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Ugh!"

The gynecologist sighed, then waved his hand and said, "Get ready for stitches. The second-degree laceration is a bit serious. You can't have **** for at least a week, that's it!"

"Ok……"

Yannian can't tell what it feels like.

Although she was careless, she wanted to face.

This is the first time in my life I stitched because of this kind of thing, ha ha ha, Jiang Beiyuan,

She took down this grudge!

When the gynecologist wrote the case to Yannian, she discovered that her name was Yannian.

The doctor was taken aback.

"You, Yannian?"

"Ah... I am Yannian."

"The little wife of Doctor Jiangbei Yuanjiang in the thoracic surgery room?"

"Uh, yes."

Yannian admitted.

Thanks to Jiang Beiyuan's blessing, she was obviously not a doctor, but she was familiar with the central hospital.

"It turned out to be Dr. Xiao Jiang's wife!"

The gynecologist took a deep breath, then said nothing, but his face was obviously not pretty.

After Yannian left, the doctor took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Beiyuan without saying a word.

At this moment, Jiang Beiyuan is planting flowers in a secluded office of the Jiang Group.

He came early today, and few people saw him when he came to the company.

The scent of flowers filled the air. Jiang Beiyuan squatted on the ground to plant gerbera. The ratio of sandy soil to humus soil was planted according to the mobile phone. There are several pots of flowers of different colors nearby, all of which he planted.

I'm busy with this in the morning.

There is no way. Whoever makes the day after tomorrow is Monday, I will really come to report when I say.

Jiang Beiyuan dressed very casually today, with a simple black sweater and trousers, his slender fingers were covered with dirt, his fingertips were still clean and white, and the curvature of his face was a bit serious and serious.

Seeing the caller ID, Jiang Beiyuan raised his long eyebrows slightly, and then connected the phone.

"Doctor Liu?"

"Doctor Xiao Jiang, it's hard for you to remember me!"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say anything. There is no intersection between the thoracic surgery department and the gynecology department. It's just that Dr. Liu Zhen is an old doctor in the hospital and his character is good, so Jiang Beiyuan respects her and loves her.

"Doctor Liu, what are you looking for?"

"Haha, you are so embarrassed to ask me what is going on, your little wife came to me today to stitch, second-level tear, don't you know?"

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan's frowning brows tightened sharply and quickly stood up from the ground.

"Sorry, can you tell me more about the specific situation?"

"You the initiator, don't you know? How can I tell you the details?!"

Liu Zhen's voice was a bit rough, raging.

"Don't blame me for speaking badly, you know, I have always been a female first, otherwise I won't be a gynecologist for so many years! You tortured a good girl like this, the little girl is strong, and she doesn't say a word when stitching. , I remember that I had acute gastroenteritis two days ago and was sent to the hospital. At that time, my face looked unsightly, but now it’s better, and the injuries are worsening. Your own wife doesn’t feel distressed by herself, so do you expect others to feel distressed?!"

"Wait for Doctor Liu."

Jiang Beiyuan exhaled in a deep breath, clutching the slender fingertips of the mobile phone, and was pinched by him to whitish purple in an instant, and he became a little impatient with his always calm voice.

"My wife has acute gastroenteritis, who did her surgery?"

"Zhang Fan, who else could it be?!"

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan's complexion became more and more ugly, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cold frost.