Yan Nian:
What you want to think is none of my business, and I'm not stopping you from eating with other women.
Xu Kuangjie knocked on the glass impatiently outside, "Hey, let's go, buddy, I have something important to do!"
Only then did Jiang Beiyuan stand up, condescendingly, and said in a strong voice, "You are not allowed to leave. Wait for me here. If you dare to go to the boy named He, you will be dead."
What
What did he just say
Yan Nian stood up with a cry of "Oh!" and was not afraid to look at Jiang Beiyuan, "You threaten me? Jiang Beiyuan, who do you think you are? Even if we get married, I still have my freedom. I am now Just leave! You have nothing to do with it!"
My aunt is not someone to be trifled with.
He also said that she was dead, damn, he was dead!
The Taimei factor hidden deep in my heart was fully aroused at this moment.
But why the hell is he so tall? Looking up at him, her neck is almost sore.
Jiang Beiyuan's voice was deep, and he could not hide his anger: "If you dare to leave today, I will sell your flower shop tomorrow."
After saying that, he left by himself.
Junior Jiang Beiyuan sitting aside, the cashier boy, buried his face in his arms, his shoulders twitching, and the apples of his face almost laughed away.
I can’t do it anymore, I can’t do it anymore, it’s too uncomfortable to hold back my laughter.
He never knew that Brother Jiang had such a childish side.
Another client was so angry that he put his hands on his hips.
OK, OK, she won’t leave.
She's waiting here.
Wait, then.
If she gives Jiang Beiyuan a good look today, her surname will not be Yan! ! !
…
reception area.
The nurse in charge of registration was a young girl. When she saw the two handsome guys, her eyes straightened out.
"What happened to you two? Who registered?"
Xu Kuangjie stretched out his hand and pointed at the person next to him—
"he!"
Jiang Beiyuan pursed his lips, took out his ID card from his pants pocket and handed it over.
The man on the ID card was at a young age, and he still had a short haircut at that time. His facial features were very resolute and handsome, with deep outlines and a wild charm inherent in oriental men.
The little nurse glanced at the photo on the ID card several times, and the little deer bumped wildly.
Jiangbeiyuan.
Hmm, this name is a bit familiar.
I don’t know if it’s Jiang Beiyuan, the doctor from the Department of Thoracic Surgery at the Central Hospital.
"What department are you studying in?"
Jiang Beiyuan: "Andrology."
"ah?"
The little nurse raised her eyes in confusion.
"What happened to you?"
Xu Kuangjie on the side defended his shortcomings with strength, "What happened to him? Do I still need to tell you?"
Then the little nurse stopped asking and gave Jiang Beiyuan an andrology exam.
When handing over a blank case from the window, she stretched out her hand far away, with the cautious thought of a girl wanting to touch someone's hand, but Jiang Beiyuan didn't give her this chance.
The little nurse pursed her lips.
I didn’t come across it, what a pity!
…
Outside the Andrology Department.
There are three people waiting in line in front.
Xu Kuangjie put on a mask and a black peaked cap.
Jiang Beiyuan leaned against the wall, folded his hands on the back of his head, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
His long eyelashes fell down, leaving a small circle of dark shadows under his eyelids.
My wife was not at home last night and didn't seem to sleep well.
About ten minutes later, the nurse at the door shouted at the top of her lungs, "No. 250, Jiangbeiyuan!"
The client slowly opened his eyes and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
No. 250
That's a really good number.
Xu Kuangjie coughed twice, raised his hand to lower the brim of his peaked cap, and stepped in.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Beiyuan would also follow in.
Xu Kuangjie stopped in time and turned his shoulder with his elbow, "I am Jiang Beiyuan now, what are you doing in there?!"
Jiang Beiyuan suddenly smiled, with a teasing expression, "I'll go in and find out what's wrong with Jiang Beiyuan."
(End of chapter)