"well!"
The gynecologist sighed, then waved his hand and said, "Get ready for stitches. The second-degree laceration is a bit serious. You can't have sex for at least a week, that's it!"
"Um… "
Yan Nian couldn't explain what he felt in his heart.
Although she is careless, she still needs face.
This is the first time in my life that I need stitches for something like this. Hahaha, Jiang Beiyuan,
She remembered this grudge!
When the gynecologist was writing a case for Yan Nian, he discovered that her name was Yan Nian.
The doctor was stunned.
"You, Yan Nian?"
"Ah... I am Yan Nian."
"The young wife of Dr. Jiangbei Yuanjiang from the former thoracic surgery department?"
"Uh, um yeah."
Yan Nian admitted.
Thanks to Jiang Beiyuan, she was obviously not a doctor, but she looked familiar at the Central Hospital.
"It turns out to be Dr. Xiaojiang's wife!"
The gynecologist took a deep breath and said nothing, but his face was obviously not very good-looking.
After Yan Nian left, the doctor took out his cell phone and called Jiang Beiyuan without saying a word.
At this moment, Jiang Beiyuan was planting flowers in a secluded office of Jiang Group.
He came early today, and few people saw him when he came to the company.
The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Jiang Beiyuan squatted on the ground and planted gerberas. The proportions of sandy soil and humus soil were planted according to the ratio he checked on his mobile phone. There are several pots of flowers of different shapes and colors beside them, all planted by him.
Been busy with this since early morning.
There was no way, the day after tomorrow would be Monday, and Yan Nian would really have to report by then.
Jiang Beiyuan was dressed very casually today, wearing a simple black sweater and trousers. His slender fingers were covered with mud, but his fingertips were still clean and white. The curvature of his facial lines was a little serious, a little serious.
Seeing the caller ID, Jiang Beiyuan raised his long eyebrows slightly and then answered the call.
"Doctor Liu?"
"Dr. Xiaojiang, why do you still remember me?"
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan didn't say anything. One was from the Department of Thoracic Surgery and the other was from the Department of Gynecology. They had little contact with each other on weekdays, but Dr. Liu Zhen was an old doctor in the hospital and had a good character, so Jiang Beiyuan respected and loved her.
"Dr. Liu, what do you want from me?"
"Haha, why do you have the nerve to ask me? Your little wife came to me for stitches today and suffered a second-degree tear. You didn't know?"
Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan's slightly frowned brows tightened suddenly and he quickly stood up from the ground.
"Sorry, can you tell me the specific situation in detail?"
"You are the instigator, don't you know it yourself? How can I tell you the details?!"
Liu Zhen's voice was rough and filled with anger.
"Don't blame me for speaking harshly. You also know that I have always been a woman first, otherwise I wouldn't have been a gynecologist for so many years! You tortured a good girl to this point, but the little girl was strong and kept silent during the stitches. , I remember that I had acute gastroenteritis two days ago and was sent to the hospital. At that time, my face looked ugly, but now it is better. The injuries are getting worse. If your own wife doesn’t feel bad for herself, do you expect others to feel bad for you?!"
"Wait a minute, Dr. Liu."
Jiang Beiyuan exhaled deeply, and the slender fingertips that were holding the phone turned white and purple in an instant, and his usually calm voice became a little impatient.
"My wife has acute gastroenteritis, who performed her surgery?"
"Zhang Fan, who else could it be?!"
“…”
Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan's face became increasingly ugly, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of biting frost.
[Today’s update ends here]
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