Chapter 830

"Good doctor Jiang, you gave it to Mrs. Jiang?" The nurse said the right thing.

"Thank you. 30% of the rose money is for running errands."

Jiangbeiyuan said softly, not much.

Hearing this, the little nurse's eyes brightened.

You know, a Bruce rose in Yuncheng costs 10 yuan. Even if it's a cheap rose, it's more than eight yuan.

Jiangbeiyuan asked for 521 red roses, 10 times 521, and then gave her 30%

That's a lot of money!

"Doctor Jiang, you are the most affectionate man in our hospital! What a blessing that woman will marry you! How happy! "

Boasted a river north Yuan's flattery, the little nurse just chuckled to go out.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, jiangbeiyuan was off work. He was carrying a bunch of red roses in his arms. He was walking with a bright man, and his clothes were flying. All the patients and doctors were watching him.

Dusk is just right, handsome man with flowers, like wine, just sweet.

Jiangbeiyuan put the bright and dripping roses in the back of the car, and was ready to drive to pick up the words. The car started up. Then he remembered that his son was still there.

Quietly back to the hospital, and then get off to pick up his son.

At this moment, Zhang Fan, 34, is in the lounge. A little guy under 3 years old points his scalpel at his face, raises his hands high, and loses.

"Hahaha, Uncle Zhang, don't be afraid. You let me give you the whole face. I promise, I'll make you look like my father just like those cosmetic uncles on TV!"

"I don't! You can't get close to me, stinky boy! "

Zhang Fan, who had retreated to the door, was sweating hard. Looking back, he accidentally stepped on the shoes of jiangbeiyuan.

"Laojiang! You're just in time! Take your son! "

As if seeing the Savior, Zhang Fan hurries to hold Jiangbei yuan and doesn't give up.

Jiangbeiyuan impatiently pushes him away, leans against the wall, looks lazily at his son with a knife.

Son of a bitch, it's as easy to take a knife as a gun.

"Will it turn?"

"Ah?" As soon as he said to turn the knife, the little guy said, "Dad, I can't..."

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan walked over, took the scalpel from his hand, held the handle of the scalpel, and his long and symmetrical fingers turned flexibly for several circles.

After harvesting his son's admiring eyes, he looked at Zhang Fan lightly, pointed to Zhang Fan at the tip of the knife, "when will you turn the knife, and then kill him?"

"Why?"

"See the blood quickly."

"Good dad!" Jiangqingchi's heart and soul are smiling.

"Jiangbeiyuan!! I'll go to your uncle's leg

Poor Zhang Fan stood against the wall until jiangbeiyuan left with jiangqingchi in his arms. Zhang Fan's hysterical roar from the deep soul came from the consultation room --

"don't let me show you children later!!! Ow! "

……

Jiang Qingchi, who was put in the passenger seat, saw a bunch of roses in the back seat as soon as he got on the bus.

"Dad! Is this a flower for my mother? "

"Well."

Jiangbeiyuan sat in the main seat and finally started the car again.

"Auntie Ding and Uncle Xu, you choose yourself."

"Aunt Ding!" Jiangqingchi has no hesitation.

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan did not make a sound, and the car went straight to the main road.

The car was filled with the fragrance of roses.

The little guy with the seatbelt, his fingers open and close, did it several times back and forth.

"Dad, I can play with your scalpel in the hospital. I want to turn it as flexibly as you do."

"No way."

"Why?"

Why are the 100000 jiangqingchi? This time, before jiangbeiyuan answers, he drags a long tune of "Oh ~".

"I know. My father is afraid that Dachi will be hurt. Then my father loves me, right?"

"I really can't see you hurt."

At the front intersection, jiangbeiyuan turns a corner, his lips are hooked, and he looks forward to the little guy's eyes. A man smiles like a smile:

"I just can't see your mother crying."

Jiangqingchi: "..."

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the door of Ding Baoyi's house.

Ding Baoyi said that she would come downstairs to pick up jiangqingchi without going to jiangbeiyuan.

"Dad, you and mom will have a baby tonight, right?"

Little guy farts bigger, but he knows a lot.

Jiangbei yuan looks into his clear eyes, "do you want your mother to have a baby?"

Feeling the tone of jiangbeiyuan is not good, jiangqingchi shrinks his neck, "Dachi just wants to experience the feeling of being a brother, and doesn't want to be alone...""Do you want to be alone, or do you want your mother to die?"

"I don't want my mother dead!"

Jiangbeiyuan's voice just fell, jiangqingchi said nervously.

Looking at jiangbeiyuan's eyes, he took jiangbeiyuan's hand, and his little hand was shivering.

"Dad, I don't want my mother to die, I want you all to be OK!"

"Yes."

Jiangbeiyuan gently flicked away the little claw and said, "then you are alone."

Jiangqingchi: "..."

Ding Baoyi comes to pick up the child. Jiangbeiyuan drives to Jiangnian company.

The purple setting sun slanted in. His sleeves were half curled. The long bones of his car were covered with a layer of golden light, and his eyebrows and eyes became warm.

When the car in jiangbeiyuan turns to the fork in front of it, the mobile phone suddenly rings

The caller ID is Jiang Guoteng, his father.