Beijing-Hong Kong Affair

Chapter 8 Mr. Jiang

The voice seemed to come from the sky, low yet gentle, striking her fragile heart.

Did God come to save her?
The moment Lin Xian raised her eyes, what she saw was not the goddess of luck, but a tall figure and a handsome face.

"River……"

Before Lin Xian could even call out the word "sir", she suddenly fell to the bottom of the water like a floating duckweed.

She fainted.

The moment she fell, she vaguely saw a figure rushing towards her.

After that, I can’t remember what happened.

Jiang Yunian caught her steadily before she fell to the ground.

After he put Lin Xian's hands tightly around his neck, he picked up the schoolbag on the ground with one hand, held her knees firmly with the other hand, and carried her into the hospital with one hand.

Jiang Yunian put Lin Xian on the sofa outside the emergency room and looked down at her face.

She was crying again.

She cried so restrainedly and patiently.

Tears filled her eyelashes, and her thick eyelashes seemed to be unable to bear the weight, and finally dripped crystal tears.

Lin Xian's face was pale without a trace of blood. She lay on her side on the sofa, her collarbone was obvious, and her loose T-shirt seemed to be covered with a thin blanket.

She was so thin that he could easily pick her up with one hand.

He knew that given their current relationship, it was not appropriate for him to reach out and wipe her tears.

But when he saw the desolate figure lying in front of him shivering unconsciously, he couldn't help but reach out to wipe away the cold tear.

In that brief moment, it was like opening Pandora's box.

It should have been a cold feeling, but it ignited in an instant, burning the fingertips as if they were on fire.

Shen Mengnan, who had just finished his work in the emergency room, walked out and saw this shocking scene.

"Fuck! Big brother, what are you doing? Be careful or someone will sue you for sexual harassment!"

Jiang Yunian took his hand back and looked at Shen Mengnan expressionlessly, "Help her check up. I'll go change my clothes first."

Only then did Shen Mengnan notice that Jiang Yunian's shirt was mostly wet, and his eyes swept around.

Finally, he covered his mouth and let out a scream.

Jiang Yunian had spare clothes in the hospital, so after changing into sportswear, he returned to the emergency room.

Shen Mengnan whispered in his ear: "You are not a heartless man who cheated on a girl and was chased by someone to pester you, right?"

Jiang Yunian glanced at him and asked, "Is it hypoglycemia or something else?"

"As expected of our Ren Ai leader, he has already guessed this. Part of the report came out this afternoon, and it includes malnutrition and hypoglycemia."

Jiang Yunian took a look and saw that Shen Mengnan had already given her an IV.

"Her bill is on me."

"No, what is your relationship with her? I just noticed that her profile looks a bit like Zhou Jiatong. Are you trying to imitate her and play some kind of stand-in literature?"

Jiang Yunian frowned and looked at Shen Mengnan, "I have nothing to do with Zhou Jiatong."

"But she flew to England to see you, that doesn't count..."

Jiang Yunian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and Shen Mengnan tactfully shut his mouth.

Jiang Yunian is good in every way, except that he never likes to expose his love affairs.

Shen Mengnan had been short-changed by others, and he often spoke well of Zhou Jiatong behind her back. The two people who were originally fine suddenly lost contact after they returned to Hong Kong City. Since then, this name has become a taboo that cannot be mentioned.

Jiang Yunian stared at Lin Xian's face for a long time. Her long black hair fell from her ears, and her temperament became even colder.

However, this profile suddenly overlapped with a shadow deep in his memory.

At that moment, Jiang Yunian turned and walked out of the emergency room, almost fleeing.

Shen Mengnan thought he was devastated and didn't dare to follow him. He could only watch over Lin Xian silently.

This guard lasted until dawn.

When Lin Xian opened her eyes, she saw a strange man sitting next to her and immediately realized that she was in the ward.

The drip was already on its last bottle, and Lin Xian knew without even having to think about who had helped her again.

"Hello, how much does this cost?"

Shen Mengnan was dozing off. When he heard the voice, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the cool beauty sitting in front of him.

He is so short-sighted. Why does he think Lin Xian and Zhou Jiatong look alike?
It is obvious that the girl in front of me looks more dazzling without makeup than Zhou Jiatong, a model with full makeup.

After Shen Mengnan woke up from his sleep, he realized something was wrong. The girl spoke pure Mandarin.

"Are you from Jing City?"

Hearing the local accent in a foreign land, Lin Xian's hesitation disappeared. She looked at the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in front of her, with a smile on her face, "Are you Mr. Jiang's colleague?"

Shen Mengnan almost fainted, "Yes, I am. My name is Shen Mengnan, and I am an orthopedic specialist in this hospital. Jiang Yunian is a bit better, and he is now a surgical consultant, known as a benevolent doctor."

With just one sentence from Lin Xian, Shen Mengnan almost revealed all of Jiang Yu's secrets.

Before coming here, Lin Xian learned about the hospital model in Hong Kong. Consultant doctors are similar to chief physicians in China, but their salaries are much higher. One can easily get an annual salary of one million just in the hospital. Add to that various allowances, and it is not a problem to earn two or three million a year.

When Lin Xian thought of yesterday's misunderstanding of Jiang Yunian, she felt her ears getting hot.

Shen Mengnan was always eloquent, but at this moment he didn't know what to say. He touched his head and asked Lin Xian, "Are you hungry? How about I go get you something to eat?"

Lin Xian realized later that Jiang Yunian's good Mandarin was probably related to the man in front of her. "Doctor Shen, how much will this cost?"

"Lin Xian, I said I'm responsible for everything that happened yesterday."

Jiang Yunian's voice came unexpectedly. Lin Xian raised her eyes and their gazes collided in the air.

His voice is very low and full of texture, and it echoes in my ears as if it were real.

Lin Xian looked much better today, with a hint of pink on her cheeks. She didn't dare to answer, and asked Shen Mengnan in a low voice: "Doctor Shen, are you hiring part-time? I'm a clinical student at Peking University, and I'm going to be an exchange student at Hong Kong University soon."

Shen Mengnan looked surprised, "School is about to start, why do you want to find a part-time job now?"

There was a flash of embarrassment in Lin Xian's eyes. Before she opened her mouth to explain, Jiang Yunian spoke first.

"My office is short of an assistant. If you really want to find a part-time job, you can come to my place."

Shen Mengnan was so shocked that he stood up straight, and the chair legs made a harsh sound when they touched the ground.

He rushed to Jiang Yunian and asked in a low voice: "Are you crazy? What kind of assistant is a girl who hasn't even graduated yet? We are a hospital, not a charity. Besides, recruitment is not your responsibility!"

Jiang Yunian glanced at Shen Mengnan and said lightly: "I hired the assistant, so I am responsible for it."

Well, Shen Mengnan almost forgot that the gentleman in front of him was a symbol of benevolence, and even the dean had to be courteous to him.

But at that time Shen Mengnan simply thought that he was relying on his good qualifications, but he didn't know that the private hospital was backed by Jiang Yunian's family business.

Lin Xian originally didn't have any hope, but Jiang Yunian's words seemed to give her strength.

She looked up at Jiang Yunian, her voice was very soft, as soft as the mumbling of someone who had just woken up from a dream, and a little hoarse because of the night's torment, she timidly called out: "Mr. Jiang..."

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