Chapter 184: There are even more unwise

After Wang Shuang went to the toilet, he hurried over with his belt.
Looking at Jiang Beiyuan who was really alive, Wang Shuang laughed heartily, this kid is still so handsome, "Xiaojiang, you are finally back!"
Jiang Beiyuan said nothing.
The look in Wang Shuang's eyes at this moment was like looking at his enemy.
Wang Shuang thought he was still angry about what happened that day, and hurriedly asked the doctors to show him a small mouth so that he could get into this circle and confront Jiang Beiyuan face to face.
"Xiaojiang, if you don't come back, those patients who are going to have you undergo surgery are really going to kill me!
There is also the dean. The dean is nagging me in my ears every day, let me go to your house and apologize to you. I don’t know where your home is, but I’m too busy. I have to clean up the mess for you one by one!
I think what you did last time was really unwise—"
"There are even more unwise ones."
Before Wang Shuang's words were finished, Jiang Beiyuan interrupted his long-winded movement, and immediately slammed Wang Shuang's sturdy neck. The posture seemed to strangle him.
"My God! Doctor Jiang is going to kill someone!!"
The doctors and nurses were anxious when they saw this, and they stepped forward to save Wang Shuang.
The scene was chaotic for a while, and it was humming, and the noise caused the patient's number to be unknown.
As soon as the encircling circle broke, Jiang Beiyuan immediately released Wang Shuang, carrying the wheelchair and striding towards the elevator.
At this moment, no one is going to take care of Jiang Beiyuan, everyone is looking at Wang Shuang, hesitating cold and asking warmth, flattering.
"Director, are you okay? Why are you uncomfortable?"
"Should I call the emergency doctor for you?"
"Director, Director, don't scare me..."
The big guys scrambled to hold Wang Shuang in his arms, holding his neck and holding his face. This is the director. In the future, the promotion and salary increase will have to be promoted by the director.
Wang Shuang waved his hand irritably, pushed everyone away and stood up, patted the dirt on his buttocks.
"I'm fine, that kid didn't try hard, he's not stupid!"
He was not strangled to death by Jiang Beiyuan, but almost strangled to death by the brainless doctors and nurses just now!
by!
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Ward 303 of General Surgery.
Two pots of emerald green fleshy were placed on the windowsill, and the curtains were rustling with the soft wind, and everything seemed so beautiful.
This is a three-bed ward, but only one bed is occupied.
At that time, the woman lying half-back on the bed was wearing a loose blue hospital gown, with half-rolled sleeves, an apple in her hand, and a plaster hung on her left leg. She casually put it on the end of the bed, shaking.
This woman is not someone else, it is her words.
Yannian was holding a tablet in her hand and was playing Angry Birds. She was stuck at the tenth level and couldn't make it through.
When Jiang Beiyuan rushed over, what he saw was the people in the ward, and it was like a okay person.
He stood in place to calm his panting breath, the anxiety, worry, and tension in his heart twisted into a rope for an instant to tighten him, but after seeing her, the rope snapped and the rest Just peace of mind.
The light and shadow are shining, her back is facing the sun, her black hair is rendered golden, which is very unreal.
Jiang Beiyuan put the wheelchair in his hand at the door.
Pushing open the door, strode over.
Hold her without saying a word.
Holding tightly, her head hung down and rubbed the back of her head.
Yannian was held by him.
Her thoughts still stayed at the level of Angry Birds.
It wasn't until the strong and powerful heartbeat of a man shook her eardrums that she turned her mind, and the tablet in her hand fell to the ground, breaking the screen, "How are you..."