Yan Nian heard this, and Zhang Fan also heard it.
Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and bumped his shoulder, "How can you, a grown man, hold your wife's mouth in your mouth? There's no end to the blind biting, right?"
"It's true, everyone says so..."
"OK, the water on the ground was indeed caused by me. I just mop it up."
This is understandable.
Yan Nian went to the women's bathroom to get a mop head and mopped the floor by himself.
Seeing that her expression was not normal, Zhang Fan sighed and wanted to reach out and pat the little girl's shoulder to comfort her, but he was afraid that Jiang Beiyuan would chop off his hand, so he didn't dare to move in the end.
After mopping the floor, Yan Nian said goodbye to Zhang Fan, then turned around and left.
Zhang Fan looked at the two young male doctors beside him and couldn't help but scold them.
"Are you two sick? Are you saying bad things about others in front of them??"
The two looked at each other.
"We... what we said is true, isn't it?"
What's more, if you can earn 10,000 yuan just by saying a few words, why not do it? It's not a dirty word, right
Zhang Fan pursed his lips and said, "Take it easy, you two. It seems like you still don't understand the rules of the Central Hospital. The largest department, Thoracic Surgery, is the first knife. Jiang Beiyuan is a popular person in front of the director and dean, and he is pissed off." , your work will be gone."
"Well, it's not that exaggerated. We didn't say anything!"
"cut… "
Zhang Fan shook them off and left directly.
As a doctor, in addition to his excellent medical skills in saving lives and healing the wounded, he also has to look at his character.
No matter how good your medical skills are, it will be useless if your character is not good.
…
Jiang Beiyuan was coming out of the operating room after the operation and turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside.
It was a major operation that lasted a full three hours.
As long as there is a car accident, combined thoracoabdominal injuries and glass and iron rib fractures, Wang Shuang will definitely let Jiang Beiyuan perform this kind of surgery.
However, he is not a god, and his best efforts can only put the patient out of danger temporarily. Now the patient has been transferred to the ICU ward and needs further observation.
Jiang Beiyuan went to the sink to wash his hands and told the nurse on the side: "After two hours, check the patient's heart rate, blood pressure, pulse, and pituitary hormone, and then tell me."
"Okay, Dr. Jiang."
The little nurse was flattered. For some reason, Jiang Beiyuan talked a lot more now than before. Before, the most he could say was "check the indicators" and that would be it.
Jiangbeiyuan returned to his lounge.
It was very quiet inside.
It was so quiet that he could hear the woman's even breathing.
Yan Nian was lying on the sofa, curled up into a ball, her jet-black hair hanging down on her side. The sunlight outside shone in, casting a shadow on her face.
She was still wearing his coat, and her two smooth and slender white legs were exposed to the air.
Like a tempting cat.
Jiang Beiyuan stood not far away and stared at her for a while.
Then he walked to the window and pulled down the blinds to block the large amount of sunlight shining in from the outside. Then he walked closer to Yan Nian and looked down at her.
Never seen such prey before.
Yesterday, he shouted that he didn’t want the pain anymore, and then today he took the initiative to deliver it to his door, still wearing hunter’s clothes, like a silent invitation and seduction.
Jiang Beiyuan bent down and touched her face with his dry and gentle palms that smelled of mint soap.
How did you get this little face? It's a little red, as if the skin is broken.
As soon as he touched her, Yan Nian woke up with a start, his eyes full of vigilance and vigilance.
Ever since she lost her virginity at the age of 18, she had slept very lightly. Except when she was drunk or extremely tired, she would usually wake up if there was any slight disturbance.
Like now.
But when he saw that the person coming was Jiang Beiyuan, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did you go for surgery?"
Jiang Beiyuan hummed, his hand continued to rub her face, his long eyebrows furrowed, "What did you do to your face? It's even broken."
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