Chapter 83

Jiangbeiyuan didn't speak. After returning to the lounge, he handed over 10000 words of papers.

Above is his flying style. Each stroke is vigorous and powerful, but slightly messy and impatient.

Wang Shuang holds the thick sheets of paper and feels that there are more than ten thousand words.

"Are you all right? What can I do for you? "

Jiangbeiyuan turned away the topic: "how many surgeries do I have in the afternoon?"

Wang Shuang shook his head: "I'll give you the operation in the afternoon. How are you? Have a good rest. The dark circles are so heavy."

Jiang Beiyuan was unmoved: "arrange at least three operations for me, that's all."

"Three?!"

Wang Shuang can't laugh or cry.

"Do you want to wear yourself out? People are not machines. You have to rest normally to run."

"Why do you say so much?" Jiangbeiyuan eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan character pattern, not resistant to proliferation.

Wang Shuang: "..."

Care about him do not know care about him, good heart as a donkey liver lung yo.

……

Just as Wang Shuang left, Xu Guangjie came.

Take a lunch box and throw it on the table of jiangbeiyuan.

"Look how nice I am! Send you food all day long! "

From Xu's group to the Central Hospital, it's five minutes' drive. Is that a long way?

Jiang Beiyuan's eyebrows and eyelashes are drooping. He is looking at the case in his hand. His eyes are frosted and his voice is thin. "Don't be hungry, take it away."

"Well, this time it's different from the previous one. I've specially invited a good cook to make it for you. Have a taste!"

"Chef Michelin?"

"It's better than chef Michelin. If you don't taste good, you can cut my head off and serve as a stool for you!"

So big a bet?

Jiangbeiyuan finally came a little interested, lost the case and brought the lunch box.

Open.

The rice is fragrant.

White rice, shredded potato, scrambled egg with tomato, scrambled meat with eggplant.

Jiangbeiyuan a fierce eyes sweep past, "Chef do this?"

"Try it."

At the top, Xu kuangjie has his own way of thinking.

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan picked a chopstick of potato silk for the entrance.

He didn't speak.

I didn't talk all the way.

As well as the air, it becomes very quiet and time flows slowly.

He chewed it quietly, ate it in youyaswen, and suddenly the curve between his eyebrows and eyes was very soft.

The food that he disliked just now has not been eaten by him.

Seeing this, Xu kuangjie sat on the opposite side with a smile and shook his legs. "How about it? Didn't you cheat, did it taste good?"

Jiangbeiyuan gently closed the lid of the lunch box.

"She did it."

His voice is still low, but the lip line finally has a rising arc.

Raised the MOU, looked to the opposite Xu kuangjie.

"You went to her?"

, "no," Xu Kuangjie

jumped up several times with his eyelids, and lightly coughed. "Do you think I'm free all day? I still have my own work to do. How can I take care of you every day?"

Jiangbeiyuan said nothing more.

The phone rings.

It's his.

See the above caller ID, his thin lips slightly pursed, pursed into a sharp arc.

After the call was connected, the voice on that end was a little shrill. "I have an appointment with an American expert in andrology. Take a moment to meet someone!"

"Contact me."

"Well?"

He promised quickly, which distracted Pei Jinling.

She thought her son, who had always been proud of her pride, would never agree to treatment.

"You have agreed?"

"Send me. I'm still busy."

"Well, if there is a problem to be solved, it will be OK. Don't worry. I won't tell your father about it for the moment. As for Anqing -" br >

"..."

Jiangbeiyuan didn't want to listen to her nonsense and hung up soon.

He drooped his eyes, wrote down a string of telephone numbers on a blank paper, and handed them to Xu Guangjie.

"Men's experts from the United States can help you."