Jiang Beiyuan did not speak. After returning to the lounge, he handed over the 10,000-word paper.
Above it is his flying font, each stroke is strong and powerful, but slightly messy and impatient.
Wang Shuang held the thick pieces of paper and felt that there were more than 10,000 words.
"Are you really okay? If you have anything to tell me, the director!"
Jiangbeiyuan changed the subject: "How many operations will I have this afternoon?"
Wang Shuang shook his head: "I've given your afternoon surgery to others. You should have a good rest. The dark circles under your eyes are so heavy."
Jiang Beiyuan was unmoved: "Arrange at least three surgeries for me, that's it."
"Santai?!"
Wang Shuang couldn't laugh or cry.
"Are you trying to tire yourself out? Humans are not machines. They must rest normally to function."
"Why do you talk so much?" Jiang Beiyuan frowned into a Sichuan pattern, impatient to spread.
Wang Shuang: "..."
If you care about him but don't know how to care about him, you will treat your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.
…
As soon as Wang Shuang left with his front foot, Xu Kuangjie came over with his back foot.
He held a lunch box in his hand and threw it on Jiangbeiyuan's table.
"Look how good I am, buddy! I've been delivering food to you all day long!"
It only takes five minutes to drive from Xu Group to the Central Hospital. Is this a long way
Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows were lowered, and he was looking at the case in his hand. His eyes were frosty and his voice was dull, "If you're not hungry, take it away."
"Hey, this time is different from the previous ones. I specially hired a good chef to cook it for you. Come and try it!"
"Michelin chef?"
"I'm better than a Michelin chef. If it doesn't taste good to you, you can cut off my head and use it as a stool for you to sit on!"
The stakes are so high
Jiang Beiyuan finally got a little interested, threw away the case, and brought the lunch box over.
Open.
The rice is fragrant.
White rice, shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried eggplant with meat.
Jiang Beiyuan glanced over with a sharp look, "Is this what the chef does?"
"Try it before you talk."
From a condescending position, Xu Kuangjie looked confident.
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan picked a chopstick and put shredded potatoes in his mouth.
He didn't speak.
No words were spoken the whole time.
Even the air became extremely quiet, and time was flowing slowly.
He chewed quietly, eating with an elegant expression, and the arc between his eyebrows suddenly became very soft.
The food that he had despised just now was now eaten by him without leaving any bite.
Seeing this, Xu Kuangjie sat across from him with a smile and shook his legs. "How is it? I didn't lie to you. Is it delicious?"
Jiang Beiyuan gently closed the lid of the lunch box.
"She did it."
His voice was still low, but his lip line finally had an upward arc.
He raised his eyes and looked at Xu Kuangjie opposite.
"You went to find her?"
"No ah,"
Xu Kuangjie's eyelids twitched several times and he coughed a few times, "You think I'm idle all day? I have my own work to be busy with, so how can I care about your business every day!"
Jiangbeiyuan said nothing more.
The phone rang.
is his.
Seeing the caller ID on it, the corners of his thin lips pursed slightly into a sharp arc.
After the call was connected, the voice on the other end was a bit sharp, "I have made an appointment for you with an American expert who specializes in men's medicine. Please take some time to come over and meet with him!"
"Send me your contact information."
"Um?"
He agreed quickly, leaving Pei Jinling stunned for a moment.
She also thought that her son, who had always had a strong self-esteem, would never agree to treatment.
"Did you agree?"
"Send me, I'm still busy."
"Well, if there is a problem that needs to be solved, it needs to be solved. Once it is solved, it will be fine. Don't worry, I won't tell your dad about this matter for the time being. As for An Qing-"
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan didn't want to hear her nonsense and quickly hung up the phone.
He lowered his eyes, wrote a string of phone numbers on a blank piece of paper, and handed it to Xu Kuangjie.
"Andrology experts from the United States can help you."
(End of chapter)