Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Okay, you have worked hard."

Jiang Beiyuan thanked again and again.

Qiao Zhen prescribed seven pairs of herbal medicines for Jiang Beiyuan, saying that this time he changed the prescription so that Jiang Beiyuan would pay more attention to Yannian's physical reaction. She knew it well.

After explaining this, Jiang Beiyuan left with his words and thoughts.

As soon as he went out, he wrapped a scarf around her neck several times and put a hat on her to prevent her from seeing the wind. People who have just finished the acupuncture can't see the wind.

"young married woman……"

He suddenly called her lowly from behind.

When Yan Nian wanted to turn his head to look at him, Jiang Beiyuan was wrapped around her waist, his handsome face rubbed against her hair.

"We will never acupuncture again."

Yannian smiled, not paying attention, "It's really okay, how can you not be blamed for treating a disease?"

"Just no more stitches."

He was having a childish temper, and his voice was muffled and low.

"Your husband's heart is almost uncomfortable."

"..." Yannian couldn't resist.

*

Back that night, Jiang Beiyuan received a call from Jiang Guoteng.

Jiang Guoteng said that Jiang Beize had already had winter vacation, and he wanted to return to Lucheng to find him, and he would fly back tomorrow.

Jiang Beiyuan was silent for a moment.

He thought for a while, and finally said "OK."

In fact, Jiang Guoteng wanted to talk to him about something else, but Jiang Beiyuan hung up the phone first and said lightly that he was going to cook dinner.

After dinner, Jiang Beiyuan went to Yannian to decoct herbs for the first time.

He has developed a biological clock.

During the hour and a half in the evening, she did nothing but boiled her medicine quietly and carefully.

During this time, Jiang Beiyuan's work was busier than before.

During the day, he couldn't finish the official business. At night, several phone calls from the company bombed him. He didn't care about it. He left the group of people aside and waited for Yannian to finish the decoction before going to the official business.

He is very tired.

But he did not say.

Yannian saw all these things in his eyes, sighed, stared at his back, and tiptoed to the kitchen, kneading his shoulder with a small hand.

Jiang Beiyuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned slightly.

"My husband has worked hard. Aunt Qiao taught me a little massage technique. I'm not very proficient, so I can bear it."

Yannian stepped on a small sofa cushion under her feet, otherwise he was too high and she really couldn't reach his shoulders.

"Go and lie down on the sofa, your husband doesn't work hard."

He said faintly, his eyes still fixed on the casserole, while looking at his watch, his brows were frowned, as if he was undergoing surgery.

Yannian crawled on his back, wrapped around his thin waist, rubbed his shoulders, "Your shoulders are a bit hard, you must be very tired recently, don't always sit and sign contracts in the future, stand up and exercise more. ."

Jiang Beiyuan snorted, and the texture of his voice was hoarse in the night, "Good wife, exercise later."

Yan Nian was taken aback, and he punched him unceremoniously, "I'm serious!"

Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows: "What I said is serious, where do you want to go?"

Saying: "..."

After making two gestures to the back of his head to vent his anger, then the noise ceased, and the little hand continued to knead his shoulders.

The restaurant is very quiet.

I can only hear the bubbling sound in the casserole.

Yannian thinks this is good, no one bothers, don't think too much, she likes such a sweet comfort, "Mr. Jiang, do you like male babies or female babies?"

"Neither like it."

"what??"

Yannian thought he would say he likes girls.

Jiang Beiyuan snorted, slightly squinted at the bubbling casserole, "It's all because of this little bastard, you have suffered a lot, and when he is born, he will be killed."

"Hahahahaha—"

Yan Nian didn't expect Jiang Beiyuan to say such harsh words.

Or to his own children.

She laughed so much that tears came out, lying on his back, unceremoniously grabbing his clothes, and rubbing the tears.

Jiang Beiyuan glanced back at her.

Seeing her smile like a flower and moving like a star like a moon, his brows also stretched out, bending into a soft arc.

As long as she is happy.

The herbs are fried.

Jiang Beiyuan turned off the fire and poured the boiled decoction into a porcelain bowl. The strong herbal flavor filled the air, and Yan Nian subconsciously pinched his nose as usual.

Jiang Beiyuan held the bowl in one hand, and led her to the living room and sat on the sofa with the other hand.

Yannian a hundred do not want to drink.

But it won't work without drinking.

As always, Jiang Beiyuan pinched the tip of her nose and poured her down.

"Tasteful..."

She narrowed her mouth, and finally drank a bowl of medicine.

"Well, after drinking it for several days, do you feel anything in your body?"

Jiang Beiyuan asked with a soft fingertip, rubbing a little soup at the corner of her mouth.

Yannian nodded subconsciously, looking at him with a pair of clear eyes ignorantly, with a soft voice, "That's...every day at this time in the evening, uh, I miss you so much."