Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

The red light in the operating room has been on for two hours.

In the corridor, Xu Kuangjie, Jiang Beiyuan and Yan Nian who came from the scene were all there.

Yan Nian still had blood on both hands.

Bright red, has become a thick dark red.

Jiang Beiyuan wanted to take her to wash her hands, Yannian just shook her head and kept saying that she would wait for Ding Baoyi to come out safely.

Ding Baoyi’s parents were not in the local area. After graduating from university, Ding Baoyi stayed in Zhicheng alone. If something happened to her, how could she explain to her parents...

Another half hour passed.

The red light in the operating room finally went out.

A doctor in a white coat came out from inside and took off his mask. This is Director Liu of the Thoracic Surgery Department of the Central Hospital. He looked at Jiangbei Yuandao.

"Xiao Jiang, fortunately, you have done timely rescue measures. The patient has been out of danger and is now sent to a sterile ward for observation for a period of time. If there is no problem, you can go in and visit."

"Great, great... Thank you doctor."

But the rescue was successful. The heart that was hanging by words and thoughts fell, and the whole person was weak and weak. If Jiang Beiyuan was not supporting her shoulders, it is estimated that she would be able to fall directly to the ground now.

Xu Kuangjie walked to the window sill to answer a call. After hanging up, he looked at Jiang Beiyuan, "The driver who caused the accident has been caught. Now that the police station is being interrogated, he must not be able to run."

Jiang Beiyuan nodded, did not speak, and gave him a wink in secret.

Xu Kuangjie was silent and nodded, "Since there is nothing more to do, I will leave first. My gas seems to be leaking, so I have to go back and have a look."

"Well, no."

Xu Kuangjie: "..."

Let him go when he is done, plastic brother! !

Then Jiang Beiyuan took Yannian to wash his hands.

Her little soft hands were wrapped in his palms, and his long eyelashes were drooping, washed clean and serious.

Yannian sniffed, looking at this sharp and sharp face, she was moved.

Tonight, for the first time in her life, she really experienced something called "despair!"

so horrible.

This **** road is so dangerous, but it abruptly killed a Jiang Beiyuan, and dragged a life that was about to die back from the hands of death.

Without him, there would be no successful rescue of Ding Baoyi now.

"Thank you... Thank you so much."

Thank you, it must be said.

I just owed it all the way.

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyes, put on a lazy expression, his eyes were smiling, "Isn't it true thank you, can it be a fake thank you?"

The words were taken aback.

Then burst into laughter.

"You are not a joke!"

Yes.

She was right, he didn't make much jokes.

But seeing that she was finally less nervous and worried, this joke was worthwhile.

Jiang Beiyuan continued to wash Yannian's hands and arms.

Passing by the sink, Zhang Fan, who was about to go for a round, watched this scene.

Yo.

Look, it's clean enough and still rubbing.

Xiaoyanger, don't you just want to have physical contact with others?

Zhang Fanqiang resisted the urge to cough twice, stepped lightly, and left quietly.

Yan Nian didn't notice Zhang Fan behind her, her eyebrows were lowered, and the goose-yellow light covered her long eyelashes with golden light, and the eyebrows were bright.

She sighed softly, some feelings just came...

"I only understand today. People will understand when they are about to lose. We must and must cherish the people in front of you. Don't remember the past or worry about the future."

"Ok."

Seeing that the skin was about to be rubbed, Jiang Beiyuan finally let go, took a clean towel from the side, and wiped her hands.

The light fell on him, making him seem to be shrouded in an unreal water, dazzling and confusing.

"It is painful to lose someone."

"Huh? Have you lost anyone?...Oh yes, your ex-girlfriend?"

"No."

The man's tone paused for a moment, and the deep part of his eyebrows pierced, covering up a bit of imperceptible loss.

"It's my brother."

He says.

"Lung cancer in the advanced stage, dead."