Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Snapped.

The joy in Xu Anqing's heart turned into a big rock.

He hurt her foot badly and hurt her heart.

"You go back, my wife is savage and weird, she won't be happy to see you come to visit her."

Jiang Beiyuan did not accept the porridge in Xu Anqing's hands during the whole process, and after speaking, he bypassed her, planning to open the door of the ward and enter.

"Sorry Beiyuan brother!"

Xu Anqing's hazy red rabbit eyes stretched out her hands and grabbed Jiang Beiyuan's sleeves without daring to use too much force.

"Maybe I didn't say it accurately enough to make you misunderstand, I'm really sorry, I am a stupid person, not very good at talking--"

"Stab!"

Before Xu Anqing had finished speaking, the door of the ward opened from the inside.

Jiang Beiyuan couldn't bear to flick Xu Anqing's hand away, every time at this time, God deliberately teased him.

The eight eyes are facing each other.

Ding Baoyi supported Yannian. She was looking at Xu Anqing, what a pitiful white lotus flower. This kind of stuff made a man the easiest to derive his sympathy and compassion. Who could refuse?

Yannian dangled a plaster leg. She looked at Jiang Beiyuan and Xu Anqing.

And Xu Anqing also looked at Yan Nian, her eyes full of concern.

As for Jiang Beiyuan, his eyes always fell on Yannian, his heart beat the drum, "How come out?"

Yan Nianzuo was the first to take back his gaze and snorted, "I want to go to the toilet, can't I? What kind of broken ward, there is no toilet in it, so it's suffocating me!"

"Words,"

Xu Anqing opened her mouth, two shallow eyebrows drooping, her voice is sweet...

"Sorry, don’t get me wrong. Just now I wanted Brother Beiyuan to help me bring the porridge to you. I heard that you were hospitalized, so I made some porridge at home. I stopped by to see you. You are going now. Is the bathroom, can I support you with this sister?"

Saying: "..."

Since childhood, she has annoyed such people the most.

There was no shortage of such girls in the class in middle school. They were so pitiful and lovable, but they were justified and well-founded.

Therefore, she and Ding Baoyi are a pair of strange flowers. They have similar smells. They don't mix with women and get together with men all day long.

So when they were in school, the girls in the class looked at them with strange eyes.

"Can you say it?"

Xu Anqing asked again without giving up.

Ding Baoyi's most annoyed person who can pretend to be able to pretend, just wanted to say something to Xu Anqing, then she pulled Ding Baoyi's sleeve and looked at Xu Anqing faintly.

"Thank you for your kindness, but no need. I have my best friend. If someone who is not familiar with me touches me, prickly heat will develop on me."

Xu Anqing bit her lip and said nothing.

Her face did not show anger, on the contrary, she just felt wronged.

Jiang Beiyuan couldn't stand it anymore, and he hugged Yannian without saying anything.

He pressed her ear, opened his lips and took a bit of her earlobe.

"Your husband is a furnishing? Don't you know the trouble, eh?"

He was speechless, but the tips of his ears were boiling hot.

"You let me down, I went to the women's toilet!"

Jiang Beiyuan ignored her, handed the porridge in his hand to Ding Baoyi, and then left with his words.

Ding Baoyi looked at Xu Anqing.

The latter is still aggrieved, but she has been well concealed.

In the next second, Ding Baoyi smiled and said, "I don't know the name of Miss Sister?"

Xu Anqing recovered and smiled at Ding Baoyi.

"Hello, my name is Xu Anqing."