Chapter 144: How did you get your face

After Yannian heard this, Zhang Fan also heard it.
Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and slammed his shoulder, "Why are you a big man holding a wife's mouth? Isn't the blind Bibi endless?"
"Originally, everyone said that..."
"OK, I did get the water on the ground. I just drag it clean."
This is understandable.
Yannian went to the women's bathroom and took the mop head and mopped the floor.
Seeing that her face was not normal, Zhang Fan sighed, and wanted to reach out and pat the girl's shoulder to comfort him, but was afraid that Jiang Beiyuan would chop his hand, so he didn't dare to move in the end.
After dragging the ground, Yan Nian said goodbye to Zhang Fan, and then turned away.
Zhang Fan looked at the two young male doctors beside him, and couldn't help but shrug.
"Are you two sick? Speak ill of them in front of them?"
The two looked at each other.
"We... isn't this also true."
What's more, you can earn 10,000 yuan in two sentences, so why not do it? It's not a bad language, is it?
Zhang Fan pursed the corners of his mouth, "You two take a moment. You don't seem to understand the rules of the central hospital. The largest department of thoracic surgery, the first knife Jiang Beiyuan is the celebrity in front of the director and the dean, it made him irritated. , Your work is gone."
"Uh, it's not such an exaggeration, we didn't say anything!"
"cut……"
Zhang Fan shook off the two and left directly.
In addition to saving the dead and healing the wounded, the doctor has to look at his character.
If the character is not good, no matter how high the medical skill is, it is no use.
...
Jiang Beiyuan was coming out of the operating room after the operation, deaf to the outside world.
It was a major operation, which lasted three full hours.
As long as there is a car accident, combined chest and abdomen injuries and glass and iron rib fractures, Wang Shuang will definitely let Jiang Beiyuan perform this operation.
However, he is not a god, and doing his best can only temporarily release the patient from life-threatening. Now the patient is transferred to the ICU ward and needs further observation.
Jiang Beiyuan went to the sink to wash his hands, and instructed the nurse on the side: "After two hours, check the patient's heart rate, blood pressure, pulse, and pituitrin, and then tell me."
"Okay, Doctor Jiang."
The little nurse was flattered. For some reason, the Jiang Beiyuan dialect is a lot more than before. If you change it to before, you can say "check all the indicators" at most and it will be over.
Jiang Beiyuan returned to his lounge.
It's very quiet inside.
It was so quiet that he could hear the woman's even breathing.
Yannian, lying on the sofa, curled up into a ball, her black hair fell on her side, and the sunlight from outside came in, casting a shadow on her face.
She was still wearing his coat, and her two slender white legs were exposed to the air.
Like a seductive cat.
Jiang Beiyuan stood not far away and stared at her for a while.
Then he walked to the window and pulled down the blinds to block the large tracts of sunlight from outside, then approached Yannian and looked at her condescendingly.
Never seen such a prey.
Yesterday, I still clamored that the pain would be no more, and then I took the initiative to send it to the door today, still wearing hunter clothes, like a silent invitation and communication.
Jiang Beiyuan bent down, touching her face with the fragrance of mint soap on the dry and gentle palms.
How did this little face be made? It was a little red, like a broken skin.
As soon as he met her, Yannian woke up, his eyes were full of vigilance and alert.
Since losing herself at the age of 18, she slept very shallowly, except for being drunk and extremely tired, and usually a little disturbed, she woke up.
Like now.
But seeing that the person here was Jiang Beiyuan, he was relieved.
"Did you go for surgery?"
Jiang Beiyuan said, his hands continued to rub her face, two long eyebrows were twisted, "How did you make your face, it's broken."