Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You can think about it however way you like, it is none of my d*mn business. I didn’t hold you back from eating with other women either,” Yan Nian replied.
Xu Kuangjie knocked on the glass impatiently from the outside. “Hey, let’s go! Our matter is urgent!”
Jiang Beiyuan stood up and towered over Yan Nian as he tossed out the following words in a harsh tone, “You are not allowed to leave. Wait for me here. If you dare to go out and find that lad with the surname ‘He,’ you are dead.”
What?
What did he say earlier?
Yan Nian stood up and matched Jiang Beiyuan’s gaze without any fear. “Are you threatening me? Jiang Beiyuan, who do you think you are? Even if we are married, I still have my own freedom. I am going to leave now and you can’t stop me!”
She was not someone whom one should provoke.
He even said that she’ll be dead if she went against him. F*ck, he’s the one who should be dead!
The delinquent girl hidden in her heart was completely incited at this moment.
But why was he so d*mn tall? She could feel the strain in her neck as she raised it to look at him.
Jiang Beiyuan spoke with a low voice, unable to hide the anger behind it. “If you dare to leave today, I will sell your flower shop tomorrow.”
With that, he left.
Jiang Beiyuan’s junior, who was the lad by the cash register, hid his face behind his arm as his shoulders shook violently. His cheeks hurt from the smile he had on his face.
He can’t, he can’t. It was too painful to hold his laughter back.
He never knew that his Brother Jiang had such a childish side to him.
The other party involved placed her hands on her hips furiously.
Fine, fine, she wouldn’t leave.
She would just wait here.
Just wait.
If she didn’t make things difficult for Jiang Beiyuan today, she would not deserve the surname “Yan”!
…
At the registration station.
The nurse in charge of registration was a young girl. Seeing two handsome men before her, she was a little dumbstruck.
“What can I do for you two today? Who is the one registering?”
Xu Kuangjie raised his hand and pointed at the man beside him—
“Him!”
Jiang Beiyuan bit his lips, took out his identity card from his pants, and handed it over.
The man on the identity card was at his prime. At the time, he still had rather long hair, in contrast to his resolute and handsome features. His silhouette gave off the unruly charm of an Eastern man.
The nurse gazed at the picture on the identity card a little longer than necessary, her heart fawning over it.
Jiang Beiyuan.
Yeah, this name was rather familiar.
She wasn’t sure if he was Jiang Beiyuan, the thoracic surgeon from the Central Hospital.
“What department are you registering for?”
“Andrology department,” Jiang Beiyuan replied.
“Huh?”
The nurse didn’t dare to raise her gaze.
“What’s the issue you are facing?”
Xu Kuangjie, who was standing at the side, hurriedly tried to cover up for him. “Is there a need for him to tell you that?”
The nurse didn’t dare to probe any further as she registered Jiang Beiyuan for Andrology.
Holding the patient report, she extended her hand as far as possible through the small window, hoping to touch his hand a little, but Jiang Beiyuan did not give her the chance to do so.
The nurse’s lips shriveled.
What a waste, not being able to touch him!
…
Outside the Andrology Department.
There were still three people in the queue ahead of him.
Xu Kuangjie wore a mask and a black baseball cap.
Jiang Beiyuan leaned against the wall as he folded his arms behind the back of his head. He closed his eyes as he nodded off to sleep.
His long eyelashes were down, casting a shadow over his eyes.
His wife did not come home last night; thus, he hadn’t been able to sleep well.
After about 10 minutes, the nurse at the doorway shouted, “Number 250, Jiang Beiyuan!”
The man slowly opened his eyes, his lips unconsciously twitching at what he heard.
Number 250?
What a nice number.
Xu Kuangjie coughed before pulling his baseball cap even lower, ready to enter the room.
He didn’t expect Jiang Beiyuan to follow along too.
Xu Kuangjie instantly stopped in his tracks as he held his shoulders. “Dude, I am now Jiang Beiyuan. What are you going in for?!”
Jiang Beiyuan smiled suddenly as he answered with a mocking expression, “I want to head on in and listen to what exactly the problem is that Jiang Beiyuan has.”