"I don't know what you are talking about. When I came to the hospital today, I saw your wife and two intern doctors arguing in the corridor. There was a puddle of water on the ground. Then the two little brat doctors next to me also started talking nonsense. A few words about your wife.”
"… knew."
Jiangbeiyuan slammed the door directly.
The loud "bang" sound almost hit Zhang Fan's nose.
Ya's anger is just anger, can you please don't hurt innocent people
Yan Nian looked at Jiang Beiyuan's face after he opened the door and came back, and couldn't explain why.
"Who came to see you just now?"
"No one, Zhang Fan is talking about work matters."
When facing Yan Nian, his smile was still gentle and doting, and the corners of his eyes and brows were also very gentle. He touched her face and said, "You sleep for a while, I'll go out to do something. When I'm done, I'll come in and call you."
"okay… "
Yan Nian was a little confused.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that Jiang Beiyuan's back revealed a strong murderous aura.
Quite scary.
…
Yan Nian fell asleep again.
Ten minutes later, I was woken up by Jiang Beiyuan's deep voice.
The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked over in confusion.
Jiang Beiyuan smiled, his smile was light but somewhat meaningful and forbearing, "Get up and I'll take you somewhere."
"Where to?"
She wants to sleep.
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan didn't answer, but just pulled Yan Nian up.
His slender fingers removed the buttons of his coat one by one. Yan Nian shrank back in embarrassment, his eyelashes trembling slightly. Jiang Beiyuan held a set of women's clothing in his hand and changed it for her himself.
"Did you buy it new?"
"Um."
He held her hand, intertwined their fingers, and left the lounge, walking through the long corridor.
Yan Nian didn't know where Jiangbeiyuan was taking her.
Look at his face, it's weird.
Three minutes later, the two arrived at the door of a conference room, which was full of people wearing white coats. The seats were packed, with more people than any previous meeting.
There was also Zhang Fan present, and everyone's eyes, including Zhang Fan's, were all focused, looking at the two people at the door for unknown reasons.
Jiang Beiyuan pulled Yan Nian over, and his face began to stiffen little by little. The ancients said: Jun Zhe Qingxue was astonishing, and he always had a cold feeling about him, like an ancient Taoist fairy wind.
It's even colder today.
Until he reached the middle position, Jiang Beiyuan put a hand on Yan Nian's shoulder and asked her to sit down.
He himself stood next to Yan Nian, looking down from a high position, looking around with a frosty look on his face.
"How is my wife? It's your turn to point fingers?"
“…”
The whole place was in an uproar and looked at each other.
The director beside him, Wang Shuang, quickly stood up, stared at Jiangbeiyuan, and lowered his voice, "Didn't you agree to do a seminar? I finally gathered people for you. What are you talking about now?"
Jiang Beiyuan ignored Wang Shuang. He stood upright and looked at everyone. He was like a drunken sword. In an instant, the sword was unsheathed, and the sharp blade cut through a chilling coldness.
"Who threw water on my wife today, huh?"
“…”
The two culprits here, the two female intern doctors, lowered their heads and were too angry to speak out.
"No one admits it? Do I have to investigate the surveillance, check the accounts, and find out one by one?"
"Okay, nothing happens..."
Yan Nian tugged on Jiang Beiyuan's sleeve. She didn't want Jiang Beiyuan to have conflicts with his colleagues and have a bad relationship because of her.
(End of chapter)