Chapter 146: Who poured water on my wife?

"I don't know what to say. When I came to the hospital today, I saw your wife and two interns arguing in the hallway. There was a puddle of water on the ground. Then the two little kid doctors beside me broke their mouths. A few words from your wife."
"……understood."
Jiang Beiyuan slammed the door directly.
The loud "bang" almost hit Zhang Fan's nose.
Ya's anger turns to anger, can you not hurt the innocent!
Yan Nian looked at Jiang Beiyuan's face after opening the door and returning, and could not tell why.
"Who came to see you just now?"
"No one, Zhang Fan said about work."
When facing Yannian, he still smiled gently, and the corners of his eyebrows were also very gentle, touched her face, and said, "You sleep for a while, I will go out to do something, and I will come in and call you when I'm done."
"okay……"
Yan Nian is a bit unclear.
I don't know if it was her illusion, she always felt that Jiang Beiyuan's back revealed a strong murderous aura.
It's scary.
...
Yannian fell asleep again.
Ten minutes later, he was awakened by Jiang Beiyuan's deep voice.
The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at it in a daze.
Jiang Beiyuan smiled, his smile was shallow, but with a touch of meaning and tolerance, "Get up and take you to a place."
"Where to?"
She wants to sleep.
"..."
Jiang Beiyuan didn't answer, but just pulled up his words and thoughts.
Slender fingers pressed the buttons of his coat one by one, Yan Nian shrank back with embarrassment, her eyelashes quivered slightly, Jiang Beiyuan held a set of women's clothing in his hand, and changed it to her himself.
"You bought it new?"
"Ok."
He took her hand, interlaced his fingers, and left the lounge, crossing the long corridor.
Yan Nian didn't know where Jiang Beiyuan was going to take her.
Look at his face, it's weird.
Three minutes later, the two arrived at the door of a conference room, which was full of white coats, and there were more people than any previous meeting.
Also present was Zhang Fan, as well as Zhang Fan, everyone's eyes swept over and concentrated, so they looked at the two people at the door for unknown reasons.
Jiang Beiyuan pulled Yannian over, and his face began to stiffen a little bit. The ancients said: Junzhe Qingxue is amazing, and he always carries a sense of coldness like a of ancient Taoism.
Today's coldness is even worse.
Until he reached the middle position, Jiang Beiyuan clasped Yannian's shoulder with one hand and asked her to sit down.
He himself was standing next to Yan Nian, condescending, looking around, his eyes frosty.
"How about my wife, is it still your turn to point fingers?"
"..."
The audience was in an uproar and looked at each other.
The director Wang Shuang beside him hurriedly stood up, stared at Jiang Beiyuan, lowered his voice, "Didn't I say it was good to do a discussion? I finally gathered people for you, what are you talking about now?"
Jiang Beiyuan didn't pay attention to Wang Shuang. He was straight and looked at everyone, as if he was intoxicated by a famous sword. In an instant, the sword was pulled out of its sheath, and the sharp blade slashed with a frightening coldness.
"Who poured water on my wife today, eh?"
"..."
The chief culprit here, the two female interns lowered their heads, all dared not to come out.
"No one admits it? I have to adjust the monitoring, check the account, and find out one by one?"
"Okay, nothing much..."
Yannian pulled Jiang Beiyuan's sleeve, she didn't want to cause conflicts between Jiang Beiyuan and her colleagues and a bad relationship because of her own sake.