The big doctor is black and white

Chapter 325: Jiangbeiyuan (4)

When Jiangbeiyuan played chess that day, he even got peach blossoms.

The old ladies who watched that day introduced their granddaughters to him one after another.

As a result, in those few days, there were people inside and outside our clinic, and we were surrounded by people.

A few of them even came to visit. Seeing Jiang Beiyuan lying on the bed, each of them stretched their necks to look at them like giant pandas in the kindergarten. There was even a girl with yellow hair pointing at him. Jiangbeiyuan snorted.

"Handsome guy, my grandma asked me to come on a blind date! When will we get married?"

"Marry your mother? He's my husband, get the hell out of here!" Yan Nian said angrily.

I was stunned!

In my impression, Yan Nian has always been gentle, cheerful, carefree, and temperless.

This was the first time I saw Yan Nian lose such a temper.

Also burst into foul language.

"If you have a partner, don't worry about it, little girl, please be reserved." Aunt Qiao said lazily beside her.

"..." The yellow-haired girl pursed her lips, turned and left.

When the rest of the people saw the rings Jiangbeiyuan and Yan Nian were wearing, they turned around and left without embarrassing themselves.

I turned my head and saw Jiangbeiyuan smiling.

His smile was naturally at Yan Nian, the only girl who could make him laugh.

Yan Nian glared at him angrily: "What are you laughing at? It's all you, attracting bees and butterflies all day long!"

"I was wrong. I'll cut myself in the face tonight." Jiangbeiyuan raised his hands and said.

He was joking like this, somehow, my heart was still a little sour.

after a few days.

The old Zhangtou's son really came back. He is my college classmate named Zhang Song.

Zhang Song shaved his head short and had no hair on his forehead. He walked around in a hunched over at the door of the clinic. I was just going out to take out the trash, but he grabbed my arm. His mouth was full of smoke, and it smelled very choking.

"I heard that Doctor Qiao has a handsome guy here, and he bullies my dad! Call him out, and we will fight each other."

"He's in poor health, with stomach ulcers and tuberculosis, so don't bully him," I said hastily.

Zhang Song sneered.

"Only because he is a patient, I singled him out, otherwise I would have called several brothers here."

Zhang Song is a good boy, I am used to it, the university is such an open environment, he never forgets to cause trouble, and was eventually expelled from school, and later found a relationship to study abroad.

I went back to the clinic and told Jiang Beiyuan about Zhang Song.

He made a gesture to get up, but Yan Nian grabbed his arm, "Don't go out! You're just a little guy, let's not cause trouble."

"..." Jiangbeiyuan pursed his lips, but did not go out after listening to Yan Nian's words.

But Zhang Song didn't give up.

Early the next morning, I saw Zhang Song wandering outside the clinic again, like a monkey, with his hands in his pockets, his eyes rolling around wickedly, so I walked over impatiently.

"Let's go quickly, don't disturb Aunt Qiao's business."

"Hey, who is that beautiful girl in your clinic?"

"Ah... Are you talking about Yan Nian?"

"Yan Nian, hey, this guy is good-looking, and his name is really nice, please introduce him to me, I finally found someone I like."

I looked Zhang Song up and down, then shook my head at him.

"He has a husband, Jiang Beiyuan is a hundred times more handsome than you, really."

"I'll go, are you sick? Are you hurting me? Am I still ugly?"

Zhang Song is not ugly, just an ordinary person, the appearance of the public.

So it's true that Jiang Beiyuan is a hundred times more handsome than him, and that's how the gap between people comes from.

Zhang Song pestered me and asked me to give him Yan Nian's phone number, but I naturally didn't give it. If I did, wouldn't it be a leak of his privacy? What's more, I told Zhang Song that he already has a husband.

Married woman, what are you brazenly pestering about?

Then that evening, I went to buy Chinese herbal medicines, and on the way back I saw Zhang Song fighting with a man.

The man's face was hidden in the large shadows, swaying and unrecognizable, but slender joints and white and clean wrists could be seen.

I hit a wit right away!
So far, Jiangbeiyuan seems to be the only one living in our area with such beautiful and white fingers.

But I didn't go down to look.

Because parking is not allowed in that place, if you are caught by surveillance, you will be fined.

I only heard Zhang Song shout: "Stop beating, stop beating, I don't want to rape your wife!"

I'm another wit.

It's really Jiangbeiyuan!
Sure enough, Jiangbeiyuan came back not long after I returned to the clinic.

He was wearing a dark blue shirt with a messy collar, half-rolled sleeves, and wounds on his cheekbones, and the corners of his thin mouth were red and bloody, just like the first time he saw him, with a look of decay, It's just that the first time I saw him, he was desperate, but this time I saw him, he was hostile, two completely different styles.

"Jiangbeiyuan! What did you do? What happened to your face?" Yan Nian asked him, his voice anxious.

"Oh, I accidentally knocked while walking."

"Knocked? Are you sick? You are not in good health, why are you wandering around blindly?"

"Niannian is right. I haven't cured your internal organs yet, and you have brought me back with trauma. You want to piss me off, don't you? As an adult, a three-year-old can worry less than you!" Aunt Qiao echoed Yan Nian's words.

Jiangbeiyuan didn't explain, but just poured a glass of water and took a few sips.

"Sorry." He said in a low voice.

"..." I wondered to the side to death.

Why not explain it?
He obviously didn't fall.

So much so that I couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help opening my mouth to explain for him,

"Aunt Qiao, in fact, I saw Jiang Beiyuan and him—"

Before I could finish my words, I was shocked by Jiang Beiyuan's sweeping glance.

There is a kind of person who speaks only by his eyes and only needs one end of his eyes.

I swallowed, and Aunt Qiao asked me what was wrong, but I shook my head and said it was nothing.

Yan Nian took the medicine box and treated Jiang Beiyuan's scratches on his face. His hands were quite strong, at least in my opinion, very hard.

Jiang Beiyuan didn't say a word, he just looked into Yan Nian's eyes for a moment.

After Yan Nian closed the medicine box, he grabbed her hand and pressed it to his cheek.

"Are you still angry?"

"pregnancy!"

"It's okay to be angry, don't leave me."

I, who was watering the flowers, was stabbed in the palm by the thorn of the cactus, and silently glanced at the thorn in the palm.

"Don't leave me."

From the side, I heard Jiang Beiyuan say another sentence.

Yan Nian was a little annoyed: "Didn't you let me remarry?"

"I immediately regretted it."

"Repent? If Shen Chaosheng didn't tear it up for you, would you really regret it?"

"..." Jiangbeiyuan fell silent again.

I couldn't help turning my eyes, and looked at the two people next to me.

She saw him clutching Yan Nian's sleeve like a child.

My heart hurts suddenly, just like being stabbed by the thorns of this prickly pear, it hurts my muscles and bones.

I didn't sleep well that night, I tossed and turned, my mind was full of Jiang Beiyuan's humble eyes.

Don't think about him, a married woman.

A person who looks very cold, has a warm heart, speaks arrogantly, and poses very straightly, but smiles very gentle and gentle.

Thinking of his deep peach eyes and his smile at Yan Nian, I couldn't help laughing too.

But I know that this distress, I need to contain it, and it will never sprout.

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Yan Nian was angry with Jiang Beiyuan for two days, and I was so angry at Yan Nian.

He obviously didn't fall, he got into a fight, or because of her.

Why are you still angry with him!

But Jiang Beiyuan was very afraid of Yan Nian's anger, so he didn't sleep during acupuncture, so he just looked at her with his eyes open.

She was playing with her mobile phone, and he watched.

She was eating and he watched.

She was talking to Aunt Jo, and he watched.

Even if she was going to the bathroom, he still had to look at the door of the bathroom.

I can't laugh or cry.

Yan Nian used the mask I recommended during the day, and put on a piece, Jiangbeiyuan wanted to watch.

Then there was a sentence next to it: "Nian Nian, apply one piece to your husband."

"Do you still need a mask?"

"of course."

"Cut..." Yan Nian smiled, and put a mask on Jiangbeiyuan with a smile.

My heart is sour and sweet.

What is sour is that this arrogant man is so cute, and he even asks his wife for a mask.

What is sweet is their relationship. Maybe in love, there is someone who is willing to fight and suffer.

I still couldn't hold back, and took the time to talk to Yan Nian about it alone.

"Actually, I was driving by the alley that day and saw Zhang Song and Mr. Jiang fighting. Zhang Song probably said something disrespectful to you, because I heard a few words."

Yan Nian sighed.

"I know he's fighting! Can I tell if he's fighting or falling? If he's angry with him, he keeps it from me, from me, from me. He does this every time. He keeps everything from me. He keeps it from me for the rest of his life. "

"By the way, why did you say that he was hiding from you when you first came here? What did he hide from you?"

"He thinks he has advanced liver cancer and won't live long. Everyone in the world knows that he has liver cancer, but I, like a fool, don't know!"

"He's just a bastard. He hugged me and confessed to me for no reason that night. He said a lot of things. He left the next day and disappeared. He wants to die alone. Are you angry?"

As Yan Nian spoke, his eyes turned red, and tears rolled in their sockets.

I handed her a tissue and she sniffed and thanked me.

I was a little puzzled: "But Mr. Jiang is not liver cancer, but tuberculosis and gastric ulcer, isn't it?"

"Yeah! Fortunately, it's not liver cancer, thanks to Shen Chaosheng."

"Shen Chaosheng? Who is that?"

"Oh, that's my son-in-law. My son thought his father was dead, so he collapsed and was hospitalized. As for Shen Chaosheng, he originally wanted to deal with Jiangbeiyuan's funeral before telling me about it, but he didn't expect it——hahaha .”

As he spoke, Yan Nian was amused by himself.

She patted me on the shoulder, "Guess what, Shen Chaosheng didn't want to cremate Jiang Beiyuan, so he was thinking about finding him a crystal coffin and putting him in there, and just as soon as he was put in the coffin, Jiang Beiyuan woke up and sat up , Said that he is not dead!"

"I'm going, it's really scary!"

If I were Shen Chaosheng, I would probably be scared to death.

This good man is alive again.

Who is not afraid.

"So it's thanks to Shen Chaosheng. If he hadn't cremated Jiangbeiyuan, maybe Jiangbeiyuan would be a mass of ashes now. He did pass out that day. He vomited a lot of blood from a gastric ulcer. The short period of time was caused by excessive blood loss." Sexual shock."

"So this is ah!"

This Jiangbeiyuan is really ill-fated.

Yan Nian didn't say much about the rest,

She said that now she hopes that Jiangbeiyuan will be well and safe. She and Jiangbeiyuan haven't lived together for a long time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, it's good for the two of them to spend their honeymoon.

I think Yan Nian's mentality is really good.

For such a serious matter as medical treatment, she could call it a honeymoon.

Jiang Beiyuan loves her so much, perhaps because he loves her cheerfulness, optimism, positiveness and carefreeness.

But not right.

Jiangbeiyuan and Yan Nian were so young, where did they get their sons-in-law?
And a son?

They even have a son? ?
Forget it or not, maybe it was a baby girl since I was a child.

Speaking of Shen Chaosheng, Shen Chaosheng actually came the next day.

He was wearing a suit, handsome, and there was a faint tear mole under the corner of his right eye, and he exuded a charming and elegant taste between his gestures and gestures.

Yan Nian introduced that he was Shen Chaosheng, her and Jiang Beiyuan's son-in-law.

My jaw was about to drop, "Your son-in-law is so big, but you are very young."

"Hahaha, in fact, we are all over half a century old, and we usually just like to pretend to be tender, don't be surprised."

"My God, you guys grew up on preservatives."

No wonder Aunt Qiao asked me with a smile that time, do you think he looks like 30?
No wonder Jiangbeiyuan called 49-year-old Uncle Li Uncle, and Yan Nian laughed until his stomach ached.

I get it I get it.

I understand that there are really people with frozen age in this world.

"Ah! My God, my God!" Aunt Qiao's scream came from the lounge.

I was so scared that Yan Nian and I hurried over and saw Aunt Qiao holding a few paintings of landscapes, flowers and birds in her hands, admiring them with eyes full of admiration.

"Look quickly, this is a picture drawn by Shen Chaosheng, my God, why is it so well drawn, I like it so much!"

"If you like it, I will give it to you." Shen Chaosheng said beside him.

"Oh, then I'm sorry! It's so beautiful, I can't get enough of it, I want to hang it all on the wall." Like an old urchin, Aunt Qiao even pointed at Jiang Beiyuan, "Your son-in-law is much better than you !"

"Really? I paint with my feet, which is better than him."

"Jiangbeiyuan, is it so difficult for you to admit that others are good?" Yan Nian glared at him.

"Mrs. Jiang is right, Mr. Jiang, is it difficult to admit the excellence of others, and you have to compare your own shortcomings with others' strengths? Huh?" Shen Chaosheng spoke slowly, like a scholar.

Jiang Beiyuan snorted: "I know it's a cliché."

As he said that, he hooked the corners of his mouth into a smile.

Shen Chaosheng also laughed, "It's a commonplace, that's a good description."

Jiangbeiyuan coughed, put his hands on his lips, and smiled at the corners of his eyes and brows.

What's so funny about it?
It's a cliché, isn't this an idiom, where did it hit his joke?

But he is so handsome when he smiles, and he seems to be getting cuter and cuter.

Although, he is over fifty years old.

(End of this chapter)