Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Qingchi came back in a hurry.
Yan Nian quickly sat up straight and pulled his son over, "How is it? What did your father say?"
"Mom, I agree to dad's surgery!"
"What?"
The words are speechless.
"Who are you with? I asked you to be an ally to defeat the enemy, but you were bribed by the enemy?"
"Mom, listen to me. Dad said that he swore in the name of Jiang Beiyuan, Yi Yannian's husband, Jiang Qingchi's father, Jiang Chun and Jiang Jingming's father that he would never let anything happen to him."
"You believe it when he says that?" Yan Nian raised eyebrows.
Jiang Qingchi nodded, "Dad also said that he did this operation for the mother's benefit, so that the mother will not be able to have a baby in her life, and she won't have to bleed as much as last time. I think it's good."
"Jiang Qingchi...are you helping the enemy to convince us now? Ang?"
"Oh mother, my good mother!"
Jiang Qingchi quickly hugged Yan Nian's neck and kissed her.
"Mom, our whole family loves you very much!"
"Yeah, I know, I love you too."
"So for us who love you, you must love yourself well, my good mother!"
Yan Nian's nose felt sore.
"I'm just worried about your father..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Mom, look, since I was a kid, my dad never did anything he wasn't sure about, right?"
"What's the matter? Did you see him when he was a child?"
"What I mean is that since I was a child, I am five and a half years old, and my father has always been a handsome and good father. My uncle said that my father is a pure man, and a pure man will do what a pure man should do! Is not it?"
Yan Nian gritted his teeth.
What should I do? She seems to be convinced by her son. She feels that sons are more sensible than her, a mother.
"Did your dad really say there won't be any risks?"
"Of course it's true. I believe in Dad so much. As Mrs. Jiang, don't you even believe in Dad?"
"I… "
Yan's skin felt numb for a while.
Well, she admits, she was convinced by her son!
"You little thing!"
Yan Nian pinched Jiang Qingchi's nose.
…
This weekend, Jiang Beiyuan will have surgery.
Yan Nian accompanied him throughout the whole process, and he changed into hospital gown in the room. She wanted to do it herself, but Jiang Beiyuan refused.
"My self-control is not worth mentioning in front of you, so forget it."
Yan Nian pursed his lips, "Are you sure there's nothing wrong with the surgery?"
"Sure, don't worry."
"Then you do the surgery, and I'll wait for you outside until you come out!"
"good."
Jiang Beiyuan's hospital gown had been changed. The loose blue hospital gown worn on him did not make him look haggard and pale, perhaps because he was too confident.
A confident man shines brightly wherever he goes.
Yan Nian hugged his lean waist.
"I don't feel like you are a sick person."
"Your husband is not a sick person to begin with."
"Well... when can you become a doctor again? When will your hand really heal?"
Yan Nian held his right hand and gently stroked the lines on it.
This is such a perfect hand, but there is an inconspicuous scar in the middle of the palm.
No matter how well he recovers, this scar will remain in his palm forever, proving that he once held a knife for Yu Li, even if that life no longer exists.
Jiang Beiyuan curled his lips lightly and stroked her head with his left hand, smiling fondly.
"Mrs. Jiang dislikes me?"
"Of course not, I feel sorry for you!"
"good."
He leaned down and rubbed hers with his high nose. Seeing how cute she was with her eyes closed and her little nose wrinkled, he couldn't help but kiss her, and after a brief taste, he let go.
"wait for me."
"If anything goes wrong during the operation, just say stop immediately!"
"I know."
Jiang Beiyuan was about to enter the operating room, and Yan Nian followed him out. She sat in the corridor of the hospital corridor, biting her fingernails, stomping her feet back and forth, and looking at her watch every minute. How was the time passing? so slow…
The phone rang.
It's the home phone number.
Then, I heard Jiang San'er's soft voice: "Mom!"
"Hey, what's wrong with San'er?"
"It's okay...Mom."
"Well, mom will go back soon. Mom will go back with your dad."
It seemed like she was comforting Jiang San'er, but also like she was comforting herself.
Ding Baoyi took the phone: "San'er misses you and has to give you a call."
"My third son just likes to cling to me."
"How's it going? Did Jiang Beiyuan have surgery?"
"Working on it, I'll wait for him outside."
"Yeah, don't worry, it's a minor surgery. Research shows that only a few men will die on the operating table due to ligation—"
"Hey Ding Baoyi, can you speak?" Yan Nian interrupted him before he finished speaking.
Ding Baoyi smiled and said, "Listen to me, those who die on the operating table are all scumbags, and they deserve it. Your husband is a good man who comes only once in a century. Are you still worried that God will take his life?"
When Ding Baoyi said this, Yan Nian felt much better.
"That's more like it! You help me take care of my eldest, second and third children."
Big baby, second baby and third baby
"Tu Bu Tu, you, Tu Niu, why did Jiang Beiyuan fall in love with you?"
Ding Baoyi smiled and hung up the phone.
Yan Nian didn't pay attention to her.
Jiang Beiyuan fell in love with her, which meant that she was excellent, very good, very good!
Because she not only has a beautiful skin, but also a very interesting soul!
…
Two hours later, the lights in the operating room went out.
The surgery was very successful. They were all elite doctors from the central hospital. It was just a minimally invasive surgery and usually there would be no problems.
Jiangbeiyuan was transferred to the general ward. Yan Nian immediately helped him lie down and poured him a cup of hot water.
"Are you hungry? Let me buy you some porridge or steamed buns?"
As she said this, she was about to rush out, but Jiang Beiyuan grabbed her hand and pulled her to the bed. He stared at her and smiled warmly.
"Aren't you crying?"
"Tch, I'm so old, why do I still cry every day?"
"Then let me test it."
His thin lips covered her eyelids and examined them.
No wetness.
Then he let go of her.
"Mrs. Jiang has really grown up."
"Are you trying to tease me?!"
Yan Nian punched him and forgot about the surgery. Seeing Jiang Beiyuan frowning, she hurried forward to check, "Where did I hit you? I didn't mean it, husband..."
Instead, he was embraced.
There is a deep voice above the head, accompanied by a moving smile.
"Little girl is so easy to deceive."
"...I am willing to be deceived by you for the rest of my life, as long as you are fine!"
"Well, didn't I come out safely? What were you thinking about in the past two hours?"
"My mind is full of you, how can I be in the mood to think about anything else."
These words came true to Jiang Beiyuan's wish. He grabbed the back of her head and pressed it against the corner of her lips.
Yan Nian closed his eyes obediently.
"Hey Lao Jiang—"
Zhang Fan came in with a medical record.
"Aiya, I go!"
This is really not the right time to come in.
Jiang Beiyuan let go of Yan Nian and raised his eyebrows displeased, "Is something wrong?"
Zhang Fan looked at him, then at Yan Nian, and coughed twice, "Well, Dr. Sun asked me to tell you, remember not to have sex for two months after the vasectomy."
"I know."
"Do you really know? I'm afraid you don't know! After all, just now -"
"Do you have anything else to say?" Jiang Beiyuan's eyes were filled with frost, which turned into a sharp sword and shot toward Zhang Fan.
"No, you should know all the other precautions, so there's no need for me to waste my time here."
"Get out." He said concisely.
Zhang Fan nodded, and as soon as he closed the door, he turned around and came back like a prank.
Sure enough, when he saw Jiang Beiyuan hugging Yan Nian again, Zhang Fan suppressed a smile:
"Lao Jiang, two months, remember, two months! The revolution has not yet truly succeeded, so work hard and try harder! Come on! I'm optimistic about you!"
"roll."
“…”
Zhang Fan accepted it as soon as he could, and left the ward in a hurry before Jiang Beiyuan threw the ashtray to him.
As soon as I left the ward, I couldn't hold back the joy in my heart. I quickly took out my mobile phone and opened WeChat to tell the "Head Touching Team" the good news.
"Lao Jiang has had a sterilization and will be a monk for two months!"
Once this message is sent out…
Chen Shuo: "???"
Zhao Quan: "Really or not, are you the surgeon?"
Song Yikai: "[Sniff] [Sniff]"
Xu Kuangjie: "Upstairs, didn't I kick you out of the group chat?"
Zhao Quan: "I brought Xiao Song back again."
Xu Kuangjie: "Zhao Sigou, you are so pissy."
Zhang Fan: "Stop arguing, let's think about how to celebrate this good news! Who is treating us to dinner?"
Chen Shuo: "The old squad leader has no conscience. Lao Jiang usually treats you badly!"
Zhang Fan: "Yes, he is indeed not 'thin' to me! [Get angry] [Get angry]"
Xu Kuangjie: "What's wrong with the sterilization? He definitely doesn't want his wife to get pregnant again. Isn't it normal to sacrifice himself?"
Chen Shuo: "Old Xu, why don't you also consider sterilization?"
Xu Kuangjie: "I'll fuck your grandfather's legs, why don't you freeze your semen? Then you don't have to get married in the future!"
Chen Shuo: "I'm thinking of doing this. How about we do it together some other time?"
Zhang Fan: "If you all have surgery, come to our hospital and I can get a commission."
Song Yikai: "Everyone, gentlemen... I would like to add a word."
Xu Kuangjie: "Get out!"
Song Yikai: "Wow, is my boss okay? [Sniffling]"
Zhang Fan: "Okay, I was making out with Yan Nian just now."
Xu Kuangjie: "Making love??? You are optimistic about him. Doesn't this thing say you can't have sex with him?"
Zhang Fan: "I have already reminded him. Lao Jiang should know what he is doing."
Xu Kuangjie: "... I hope so!"
…
Jiangbeiyuan will be discharged from the hospital soon, and he will go home to recuperate.
Yan Nian accompanies him, and she wants to drive, but he says no, saying that he is not disabled.
"I can tell you, Zhang Fan is right. You have to learn restraint in two months." After getting in the car, Yan Nian started nagging Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiang Beiyuan hummed several times. He responded to everything she said in a good-tempered way and was never impatient.
Yan Nian said a few words and then stopped. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but that he was embarrassed!
He spoiled her so much!
On the other hand, some men would have become upset if their wives were nagging in their ears, and they would yell, "You bitch, you've been doing nothing all day long, are you done yet?"
But Jiang Beiyuan would never express this kind of complaint to Yan Nian.
He listened to whatever she said, and his red face and thick neck never happened to Jiang Beiyuan.
It was his tolerance that made Yan Nian feel embarrassed. Anyway...
It's okay, at worst, when he is not firm in his position, it will be fine if she is firm.
Passing by a shop selling sponge cake, Jiang Beiyuan stopped the car, "Didn't you yell that you wanted to eat this before going to bed yesterday?"
"Oh, I watched the TV series, I'm so greedy."
"Little greedy cat."
He scratched the tip of her nose lovingly, then unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, going to buy sponge cake for his dearest wife.
The queue was not long, and soon it was Jiang Beiyuan's turn.
"Mr. Jiang?"
When Jiang Beiyuan was paying the bill, he glanced slightly sideways and met Han Weiwei's face.
Han Weiwei likes to wear cheongsam. Whether it is the elegant and delicate emerald green or the luxurious crimson, she likes them all and thinks she can handle them all. Today, she is dressed in red, noble and elegant. She wears an jade bracelet on her right hand, revealing her slender and bright wrist.
Jiang Beiyuan tapped his head as a greeting.
The corners of Han Weiwei's mouth turned upward: "Mr. Jiang also likes to eat sponge cake?"
"Mrs. Jiang likes it."
"Mrs. Jiang?"
Han Weiwei subconsciously looked around and saw Jiang Beiyuan's car not far away. There seemed to be a person sitting in the passenger seat.
It seems that Mrs. Jiang is here too today.
"That's such a coincidence. Mrs. Jiang and I have very similar tastes. I went out in a hurry today and forgot to drive. I wonder if Mr. Jiang could give me a ride?"
"It must be bad." Jiang Beiyuan's light brows and eyes were quietly covered with a layer of haze.
Han Weiwei smiled instead of getting angry, "I don't want to trouble Mr. Jiang. The road here is difficult to take a taxi. Mr. Jiang just sent me to the intersection ahead and I can take a taxi back. How about that?"
Jiangbeiyuan frowned.
His frown was not serious, but gave people a sense of oppression, and at the same time, he also had a lively temperament.
Han Weiwei stared at Jiangbeiyuan, saw him pick up his mobile phone to make a call, and heard him say to the other end...
"I met an old Dong's daughter on the roadside and she wanted us to give her a ride. Do you agree?"
Han Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth.
Does he have to call his wife to report such a small thing
How little status does he have in the family
"Okay." Jiang Beiyuan hung up the phone and gave Han Weiwei a half-hearted look.
"I'm really sorry. I can only take Miss Han to the intersection ahead because Mrs. Jiang and I still have things to do."
"It's okay, just up front, thank you very much."
Han Weiwei showed off his accomplishments as a young lady and smiled appropriately to the end.
She followed Jiang Beiyuan and saw Mrs. Jiang's beauty as she wished.
She is a very small and delicate woman, with an oval face, fair skin, and a pair of big, watery eyes that look like mist. Her hair is draped casually on her shoulders, and her temperament is very clear, just like the soft summer wind.
The soft wind is comfortable, but Han Weiwei doesn't feel comfortable. This may be due to the hostility in her heart towards Mrs. Jiang.
(End of chapter)