Jiang Beiyuan hasn't had a girlfriend for many years, more than ten years.
Tonight, when he rushed to the hospital with the girl in his arms and called him to hurry up for the operation, Zhang Fan could clearly see the anxiety and worry on his face.
At first, he thought this person was his sister, but after Zhang Fan thought about it, Jiang Beiyuan did not have a sister, but seemed to have only a younger brother.
Jiangbeiyuan said nothing.
He walked to the water dispenser and poured a glass of water.
He held the handle of the cup with his slender fingers. Yan Nian's pale face appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but frown.
"My wife."
"puff!!"
Zhang Fan, who had a mouthful of water in his mouth, sprayed it directly.
"You kid, when did you get married? I don't even know!!"
"Three months ago."
The person involved squinted his eyes slightly, put one hand in his pocket, and slowly took a sip of water. His eyes fell on Zhang Fan, mixed with a bit of displeasure, and said, "Note."
"Oh? Oh... within a month, avoid spicy, cold, and seafood foods, eat less fruits, and drink more porridge."
"Um."
Jiangbeiyuan put down his cup and walked away.
The moonlight outside the window spread and fell on his back, and his whole body was covered with a layer of faint silver light.
A back view, seductive, this man is a stunning beauty.
Except for his cold temperament, he is excellent in every aspect, outstanding and extraordinary. There are so many little girls in the hospital who have a crush on him. If this good man suddenly gets married, how many cracks in his heart will he gain
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "What on earth do you think, is such a big thing like marriage so casual?"
"Am I free?"
Jiangbeiyuan glanced at him and snorted.
"Don't tell anyone about this yet, she's rather shy now."
Zhang Fan is a famous loudmouth in the hospital, and everyone knows it.
This time, Zhang Fan nodded and said seriously, "Don't worry, whoever says it will be your grandson!"
…
Then one day later, Jiang Beiyuan came to work in the hospital, and all his colleagues looked at him strangely.
A few of them were curious and wondering, so they stepped forward and bravely asked, "Dr. Jiang, are you really married?!"
Jiangbeiyuan: "..."
Zhang Fanya's wife mouth.
Kick open the door of Zhang Fan's office.
The other party just licked his face and smiled apologetically.
"Lao Jiang, you're here just in time. The fat man is back from the United States. We are going to have a gathering with my brothers tonight. You call Xu Kuangjie."
Jiang Beiyuan swept his sword eyebrows, and the arcs were cold and cold, like two sharp swords.
"What did you say about my marriage?"
The person in front of him pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and his starry eyes were filled with murderous intent. Zhang Fan almost fell to his knees.
"Wrong, wrong! Can't I be your grandson?"
Jiangbeiyuan pursed his lips.
Why did he believe Zhang Fan's talk
Zhang Fan continued to smile apologetically, "It will be eight o'clock tonight at the Huangtian Hotel. Fatty will treat you. Remember to bring your wife over. Everyone wants to see what he looks like."
Jiangbeiyuan: "Do you still have the nerve to let your grandfather go?"
"Hey, don't bother me. I just told a few people in our department. If you don't go, I will post it on the forum tonight and let everyone in the hospital know."
Hear the words.
Jiang Beiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Threaten me?"
Zhang Fan was stunned.
This line is a bit familiar.
I remember the last time he "threatened" Jiang Beiyuan, the consequence was that he had to clean the hospital toilet for half a month.
this time…
"Um, brother, I have promised Fatty that you will go. You also know that Fatty is speculating in houses and engaging in real estate. If I break my promise, what will happen to me when I buy a house in the future?"
Jiang Beiyuan sneered, "A year's worth of coffee."
"Huh? Hey, let me go, you are too stupid, a month is almost enough!"
"Two years."
"Half a year and a half, a doctor's salary is not that much!"
"Three years."
"Good, good, good, year after year."
Only then did Jiang Beiyuan leave.
Zhang Fan raised his hand and wiped away the cold sweat.
Damn, after all these years, I am still so afraid of him.
(End of chapter)