Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"you--"

"Auntie!"

Xu Anqing ran over from downstairs, and quickly pulled Pei Jinling's arm when she saw it, and patted her heartily.

"Auntie, please don't be embarrassed to read sister. She has inconvenient legs and feet. Brother Beiyuan cares about her. I should take care of her. When sister Yannian has a good leg and can walk, she will definitely be obedient. Do things according to your words, right, sister Yannian?"

Xu Anqing gave Yannian a wink.

If it were last night, Yannian would still love her.

Now Pei Jinling took the lead in moving her hand and moving her head. She had already touched Yan Nian's inverse scales and bottom line, and she was unwilling to even look at Xu Anqing.

"You don't need to be hypocritical here, get out!"

"Hehe, I've seen An Qing, you don't need to be nice to such a person who doesn't know good or bad!"

Pei Jinling lowered her eyelids and stared at Yan Nian pretentiously.

"A woman like you who has no quality, no education, and does not know how to be a good daughter-in-law, is not worthy of being my Jiang family's daughter-in-law. Don't worry, as long as I am Pei Jinling alive, I will definitely not Let you continue to harm my son again!"

"Then you call your son now! Let him divorce me! He only needs to say divorce, I am absolutely not dead and begging to leave!"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, Auntie, please calm down, don't anger your body—"

Xu Anqing stamped her feet anxiously, looking like she was about to cry.

Look at the flushed words, then look at Pei Jinling who is burning with anger, and then doing peacemaking, pull Pei Jinling away.

...

When Jiang Beiyuan received the call from Pei Jinling, he was discussing the operation plan with the other doctors.

A doctor pointed to the newly released CT report and showed it to Jiang Beiyuan.

"The tumor was found to occupy the right side of the lung. The tumor is now 4 cm long, and there is no distant metastasis to adjacent lymph nodes. No cancer cells have metastasized to other organs.

Jiang Beiyuan's brows were deeply furrowed, and the arc between the two long eyebrows was like a bulge of meat.

the phone is ringing.

It's his cell phone.

He looked at the telegraph, picked it up, and the next second Pei Jinling's wailing voice came from the phone...

"You hurry back and take care of it. Your wife beat her mother-in-law today. Such a woman must not stay, otherwise it will be a scourge. Look at An Qing--"

"enough!"

A stern shout interrupted Pei Jinling's complaint.

Jiang Beiyuan rubbed his painful eyebrows, his eyes were covered with ice, his eyes were like cold stars, "I warn you."

He said every word.

"I have very important things to do now. Don't bother me. When I go back, if my wife loses a hair, you, the director of the Jiang family, will be able to fall off tomorrow."

Pei Jinling gasped.

"You, are you now delirious by that little fox? You are threatening—"

"Dududu..."

Before Pei Jinling had finished speaking, Jiang Beiyuan had already hung up the phone.

The male doctor sitting opposite looked at him worriedly.

"Doctor Jiang, are you okay?"

"Nothing, you continue to talk about the patient."

"It's like this. This patient is 30 years old this year and has a child, but his wife is in the terminal stage of liver cirrhosis. He doesn't want to have surgery and wants to donate his organs directly."

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan's brows suddenly tightened.

"Is there any smoke?"

"What?" The doctor was puzzled.

Jiang Beiyuan: "Just take a breath."