Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Sorry to trouble you."

Jiang Beiyuan came back to his senses, resisting the urge to cut Zhang Fan a thousand times, and patiently confronted Liu Zhendao.

"Can you tell me the precautions after stitching?"

"Haha...what are the precautions? The most important thing is that you can't have **** for a week!"

"Yes, I got it."

Jiang Beiyuan's voice was muffled, a bit wronged.

Mingming touched her face when she got up this morning, put ointment on her, and put a band-aid on top of her head.

As for the rest of Yan Nian, he did not expect that she would be uncomfortable.

"Sorry, it was my fault this time, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"You know it's your fault!!"

Liu Zhen's voice was still a bit angry, and Yin and Yang snorted coldly.

"That's how you men are. They only care about your own refreshment, and you don't care about women's feelings! In your eyes, women are tools for reproducing offspring, right?

"……Really sorry."

Jiang Beiyuan kept apologizing word by word without explaining too much.

He has never been a person willing to explain too much.

But today, the dumb eats Coptis chinensis. It feels bitter and unspeakable. It is the first time to experience it so deeply.

Liu Zhen listened to his voice earnestly, put it very low and respectfully together with his attitude, and couldn't help sighing heavily!

"Doctor Jiang, in our central hospital, you are the most responsible and masculine doctor I think. Don't let me disappoint you!"

"Yes, I understand."

Jiang Beiyuan replied word by word, still sincere, like a child being taught by the director.

A person with his arrogance is usually for him to teach others, how can he be taught with low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye like now, thinking about this, Liu Zhen's anger suddenly disappeared a lot.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Looking at Jiang Beiyuan, he is indeed not the kind of man who only cares about himself.

"Then you have time to come to the central hospital, I gave your little wife some external ointment, she forgot to bring it in a hurry."

"Okay, I'll go over now, thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard work, I'm nothing! It's just that this kind of thing shouldn't happen again in the future. Between husband and wife, living in harmony is the most important thing!"

"Yeah, I got it."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Beiyuan had no time to dance with the flowers and plants on the ground, grabbed the coat and car keys on the table beside him, and then walked out in a violent manner.

...

Central hospital.

Zhang Fan was returning from the room inspection, putting all the case sheets on the table, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

The phone rang. The director called and asked him if he had finished writing the paper.

Hearing that Zhang Fan smiled, nodded slightly, and went straight to the director to pack a ticket: "Director, I have written 30,000 words. The full ten pages are about to be sent to you!"

The director at that end nodded and said yes, let Zhang Fan come over now.

Zhang Fan hung up the phone, holding a ten-page paper in his hand, as if he was holding a baby, and it was the ten-page paper for the salary increase of the deputy director promoted!

Before leaving, I couldn't help but look back at the window.

The sun was still bright just now, and somehow suddenly it was clouded.

Could this be the legendary black cloud pressing the city to destroy it?

Zhang Fan smiled and didn't think much.

He went straight out.

He was humming a little song while walking, and he was in a terribly good mood.

I saw a man in a black jacket walking towards this side.