Chapter 479 Zhou Jian Extra (5) You Are My Wife

Jian Han's condition began to improve. She began to eat and no longer vomited. Then she began to get out of bed and opened the curtains to bask in the dazzling sunlight.

She recovered well in half a month, and the little guy pushed forward in her belly again, but she did not regain her memory, and she still forgot everything.

That day, Zhou Dayuan came to the mental health clinic after a meeting. Jian Han was seeing patients in the office, while he sat on the sofa outside and waited.

He felt sleepy, closed his eyes for a while, and fell asleep.

The beauty Xiaoli at the front desk saw that he was asleep, so she brought a blanket over and gently covered him with him.

Xiaoli bent down and looked closer at his face.

She knew him, Zhou Dayuan, a genius in the medical field. This year he moved from the UK to China, so that he could take care of the woman in the office. He rarely underwent operations, only major and difficult operations. Come forward and do it yourself.

He is really handsome, and his facial features have become much thinner than in the past two months, but because of this, his angular facial features have become more profound and three-dimensional, with sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, a nose like a mountain peak, and thin scarlet lips with a beautiful curve, which is especially for men. sense of surname.

He was probably really sleepy. He must have been tired during this period. There was a slight bruise under his eyes. He didn't snore like other men when he slept. His breathing was shallow, and the two rows of brush-like curled eyelashes were quiet. It is elegant and graceful.

Today he wore a dark blue pea coat. The three buttons of the coat revealed the white sweater underneath and black trousers. When sleeping, his long legs were stacked on top of each other. From the side, his tailored suit looked like a razor's edge. The pants have a beautiful sharp arc, and on the feet are a pair of handmade black leather shoes with black cotton socks inside.

This is a man with a high-grade pursuit of life. He is like a piece of high-quality jade, with a handsome and gentle look that exudes a luster that makes women obsessed with him.

Xiaoli felt her heartbeat speeding up, and she gently covered his handsome shoulders with the blanket.

She wanted to retract her hand, but the man woke up with a start, "Honey..." He reached out and clasped her wrist.

Xiaoli froze and looked at Zhou Dayuan blankly, "Zhou...Doctor Zhou..."

Zhou Dayuan recognized the wrong person. He quickly let go of Xiaoli's hand, lifted his thin lips, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Sorry, I thought it was my wife."

Xiaoli stood up straight and took two steps back, "No, it's okay."

Her face turned bright red.

The wrist he had clasped and his body temperature were clean and warm. There were no calluses on his hands. They were the hands of a standard doctor, slender and beautiful.

The man stood up and wiped his left hand in his trouser pocket. He glanced at the office, then looked back at Xiaoli, "Doctor Jian is still in the office?"

"Yeah," Xiaoli nodded repeatedly. The girl in her 20s had just graduated from college. She was beautiful and had a sweet voice. "This is the last patient. It may be a bit tricky. Dr. Jane takes a long time."

Zhou Dayuan nodded as he listened. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Does Dr. Jian remember every patient she has treated?"

In fact, when he opened this mental health clinic, he didn't expect her to do well. To be honest, in terms of medicine, he didn't think much of her medical skills. He just wanted her to be happy.

His greatest hope in this life, his only hope, is that she will give him a home, he will make money to support the family, and he will accompany her to do all the things that make her happy for the rest of his life.

But he suddenly thought of a problem just now. These patients who receive psychological treatment will not be cured once, but must receive treatment repeatedly. Recovery requires a process. Then the problem is coming. Jian Han forgets things and people now. Can she? Remember every patient?

Xiaoli nodded, "Yes, Dr. Jian remembers all the patients that Dr. Jian handled. When those patients come for the second time, Dr. Jian can know their medical history without looking through the information."

Zhou Dayuan was surprised. After the surprise, he slowly raised the corners of his lips. He made a major discovery.

"Give me a medical record sheet." He said to Xiaoli.

Xiaoli was stunned, then nodded hurriedly. She trotted to the front desk, took out the medical record and a pen and handed it over, "Dr. Zhou, here you go."

Zhou Dayuan held the pen in his right hand and started writing.

Xiaoli looked at the man's handwriting, seeing the words as if seeing a person. His handwriting was strong and elegant, which was very beautiful.

Xiaoli took a peek at his right hand again. His posture for holding the pen was really upright and his bones were smooth. His hand was made for holding pens.

He wears a wedding ring on the ring finger of his right hand. It is a classic and elegant style with a bright small diamond inlaid inside. It is a low-key luxury.

Xiaoli's face turned red, and his words of "wife" echoed in her ears. It was really hard to imagine what it would be like for a man like him to pamper his wife.

How happy his wife must be.

The last patient left, and Jian Han started to pack up the information. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and her assistant Xiaoping handed over a medical record sheet, "Dr. Jian, I'm afraid I can't get off work now. There is one more patient." Patient, his situation is... urgent. Doctor Jian will take a look at him."

"Okay," Jian Han took the medical record and glanced at it. She pointed at the elegant and beautiful fonts and whispered, "My wife is gone. I will treat every woman as my wife."

Jian Han couldn't help but smile, feeling funny in her heart. What kind of strange disease was this? This was the first time she encountered it.

But she can understand that some men lose their beloved wives due to accidents. They cannot accept it for a long time, and then they frantically look for the shadow of their beloved wives in other women.

Jian Han thought to herself, this is also a good and infatuated man.

Just as she was thinking about it, the office door was pushed open, and a crisp breath came in. She raised her eyes and saw what a handsome man.

Zhou Dayuan walked in.

He walked to the sofa in the office and sat down, his right leg dignifiedly stacked on his left leg. He looked sideways at Jian Han and smiled, "Doctor Jian, can we start?"

"Oh, okay." Jian Han waved Xiaoping to step back.

The office door was closed, and Jian Han placed her two little hands on the table in a cross-like pattern. She smiled softly and harmlessly, "Sir, what do you call me?"

Zhou Dayuan looked at her and said a few words in a clear voice, "Zhou Dayuan, remember this time, okay?"

Jian Han was stunned, not knowing what the last few words meant. She smiled, "Mr. Zhou, okay? Relax, let's chat first."

"Well..." Zhou Dayuan raised his eyebrows and lazily approached the sofa, with a long arm stretched across the back of the sofa. He squinted at her and said, "Okay."

Jian Han is a psychiatrist. She has a deep understanding of people's expressions and body movements. This man opened his left arm in her direction and rested on the sofa. His behavior was very... light.

Is he an infatuated good man?

No!

Jian Han overturned the first impression just now.

"Mr. Zhou, let's talk about your wife first. What kind of person is your wife? She..."

"My wife is you." Zhou Dayuan interrupted her.

Jian Han was stunned for a moment, "..."

Is she his wife?

Just dream.

He is really ill.

Zhou Dayuan looked at her dumbfounded look. She had been getting better in the past half month. His once small and pitiful almond-shaped face had become a little rosy. Her eyes were the most beautiful, so clear and pure in black and white.

This was the first time he saw her working. For some reason, he just wanted to laugh. How capable is she to chat with him?

Look, he stunned her with just one sentence.

little guy.

Zhou Dayuan felt something strange on his body. He glanced at what she was wearing. Under the white coat was her slender body. Men all have bad habits and would react to women's clothes. He closed his eyes and rolled his Adam's apple. , he hasn’t had it since she was pregnant.

It's so hard.

Calculating that she is almost seven months old, she won't be able to do it anymore. This kind of thing is also prohibited after three months of pregnancy.

Jian Han didn't know what the man was thinking. She just felt a little hot on her face. She coughed and continued to laugh, "Mr. Zhou, you are kidding me. My name is Jian Han, not your wife. Of course, you can tell me Let me talk about all the wonderful first times you and your wife had, like..."

Before she finished speaking, the man stood up from the sofa and walked towards her. Due to the height difference, Jian Han who was sitting accidentally glanced at the chain of his trousers. His waist was tight and well-tailored. The trousers wrapped around his perfectly proportioned body. Every time he took a step, the chain of the trousers would make a ripple, which was particularly charming.

Jian Han quickly looked away, she didn't know where to look.

In this trance, a long, slender white palm was placed on her desk, and the other hand was supporting the back of her chair. A low-pitched voice sounded above her head, with a smile, "I want to know our first once?"

Jian Han swore that her "first time" was absolutely pure, and his "first time"...

Before she could speak, the tall and long-legged man stepped down and said, "The first time we held hands was in the library, and the first time we kissed was on the way back to the dormitory from the library. I pressed you against the tree trunk, As for the first time…”

"That's enough, stop talking." Jian Han felt that her ears were getting hot. She stretched out her hand to push him away, picked up a pen and wrote on the medical record, "You need to take medicine for a disease like yours. I'll give you some prescriptions..."

After just writing a few words, her little hand was held by him, and she was lifted up from the office chair and walked out of the door.

Jian Han was frightened, "You, what are you doing, let go!"

The man in front did not look back, and his smiling voice showed his joyful mood at the moment, "Didn't you say you want to take medicine? You are my medicine. I will take it when I get back... you."

Jian Han, “…”

"Mr. Zhou, I say again, please let go. You have constituted harassment and seriously threatened my personal safety. I can call the police and arrest him..."

Without saying "you", she ran into the man's arms with a "bang" because he suddenly stopped and she couldn't avoid him.

Her small chin was lifted by two fingers of the man, "Doctor Jian, I said you were my wife, but you don't believe me. Do you dare to come home with me to see if you are my wife? You don't want to cure me. Well, if we speak truthfully, do you dare?”