Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Two o'clock in the morning.

The fog late at night tonight is extremely heavy and heavy.

The huge VIP ward on the eighth floor of the Central Hospital is as quiet as water, and only the ticking of bedside clocks can be heard.

The man on the bed, wearing a blue hospital gown, has a handsome face that is well-defined, fading the arrogance and coldness of the day, and only a clean and harmless outline is left. His face is pale, and his lips are pale white.

Zhang Fan adjusted Jiang Beiyuan a few drops and glanced down at him.

It was also a scourge that the boy was ill, and the corridor outside was always uneasy.

After the operation was successful, Zhang Fan walked out of the operating room and saw Yan Nian and Ding Baoyi, Pei Jinling and Xu Anqing in the corridor.

There are too many women, the problem is difficult to solve.

no way.

Whoever lets it is the bane of a certain man himself.

No way.

Who made him grow a blessed, beautiful face.

The door was pushed open from the outside, Yannian came in, and then Pei Jinling came in.

"Why, my son finally got back to life, are you planning to kill him? Don't you hurry up?" Pei Jinling stared at Yan Nian viciously.

Yannian pursed her lips, her eyes fell on Jiang Beiyuan on the bed, her eyes were slightly hot and sore.

"I am his wife, and I should take care of him."

I remember that Jiang Beiyuan had also been ill a long time ago, and he was not so severe. Xu Kuangjie came to her and asked her to take good care of Jiang Beiyuan.

She didn't care about this man at that time.

I just feel that being a wife is just an obligation, but even if this obligation is not fulfilled, it is nothing.

I understand now.

She really wants to be a good wife to Jiang Beiyuan.

Love doesn't know where it started, and it continues to deepen. This sentence is correct.

"Hehe, do you take care of him? Just stop killing my son! I'm just such a son, but there are not so many lives to harm you!"

"I won't go."

No matter what Pei Jinling said, Yan Nian was firm this time, saying every word.

"I have to take care of him, and only I can take care of him, because I am his wife."

"you--"

Pei Jinling was furious. From her angle, she could clearly see the palm print on Yan Nian's face.

It seems that I still didn't play enough and didn't teach her a lesson!

"Okay, okay! Stop it!"

Zhang Fan, a bystander, couldn't stand it anymore, and snorted sharply, but looked at Pei Jinling.

"Auntie, I have been classmates with Lao Jiang for so many years. I know him. He opened his eyes. He must hope that the first person he sees is his wife, not you!"

"..."

In a word, Pei Jinling flushed immediately, "Doctor Zhang, are you planning to do it right with me now?"

"I didn't... I was stating a fact."

With the moral of being a doctor, Zhang Fan continued,

"Lao Jiang has just finished the operation and his body is still very weak. You guys are making a lot of noises here. Isn’t it more annoying for him? It’s better to go home and have a good rest, and come back tomorrow morning. Lao Jiang should be there. Wake up! It's not a big problem anyway, it's just a stomach upset after drinking too much!"

Zhang Fan said so, and Pei Jinling gave up.

Yan Nian gave Zhang Fan a grateful look.

Zhang Fan is a good man, even if he has been bullied by Jiang Beiyuan so many times, he still faces him.

Pei Jinling left soon, Yannian breathed a sigh of relief, and finally walked over with peace of mind, sat down on the bedside of Jiang Beiyuan, and took his hand.

The slightly cold palms, as well as his five fingers, were cold, in sharp contrast with her warmth, which made her feel painful.