Strongest Guard

Dr. Chiang, who was an expert in this field, did not need to use his apparatus to check the bones. Just by feeling his hands, he was able to determine that the bones in the upper half of Lee Nanfang's body were completely damaged.    

    

As for whether or not his internal organs had suffered any injuries, he would need to check with the aid of an instrument.    

    

His upper body looked fine, so it was time to check his lower body.    

    

In order to avoid a second injury, he also had to untie his belt and cut his pants.    

    

Big sister, I'm really fine, can we not cut it? These pants are the most comfortable for me to wear.    

    

Lee Nanfang groaned in his heart. He really wanted to sit up — what if he scared Chiang Morann?    

    

No matter how valuable a mere pair of pants was, it couldn't compare to the frightening effect of a beauty.    

    

Cut, cut, it's all my fault anyway.    

    

If one did not seek death, he would not die. This saying made sense.    

    

When Lee Nanfang realized the truth, he felt a chill in his stomach. Icy, sharp scissors stuck close to his boxers and cut down with kacha kacha.    

    

Can't you leave a pair of boxers?    

    

If the people around them were all beautiful medical personnel like Chiang Morann, Lee Nanfang wouldn't mind letting them have a free tour around.    

    

Except for Chiang Morann, the rest of them were men.    

    

When the men saw Mr. Lee, would they feel inferior?    

    

In order not to embarrass himself, Lee Nanfang decided to 'wake up'.    

    

However, this thought had just risen in his mind when it vanished.    

    

Scalpels, scissors, and the like, no matter what brand it was, all had one thing in common, and that was that they were extremely sharp.    

    

Cutting one's skin was like cutting tofu. It was a guarantee that it would not be sluggish in the slightest.    

    

At this moment, Chiang Morann was holding a pair of scissors and cutting off his boxers. If he suddenly sat up, he would definitely scare her — those sharp scissors would really break his little brother, and when he cried, he wouldn't be able to find the right tone.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who wouldn't die unless he was courting death, could only continue playing dead.    

    

'Kacha! Kacha! 'The sound of the scissors could be heard clearly in the emergency room where a pin drop could be heard.    

    

In the eyes of the medical staff, the patient is gender-neutral.    

    

Therefore, when Chiang Morann, who was focused on cutting Lee Nanfang's pants, did not have any distracting thoughts.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang silently thought, judging from her skillful methods, this woman did a lot of cutting pants for other men.    

    

Actually, he was right as well, and wrong as well.    

    

Chiang Morann was quite famous as a knife in the Beijing hospital. She did do a lot of clipping for patients, but she never cut any men's pants, even his boxers.    

    

She cut off Lee Nanfang's boxers so she could see more clearly and not let go of any potential danger.    

    

In just a few seconds, Lee Nanfang's pants were cut open.    

    

"Wow."    

    

A male nurse couldn't help but exclaim softly.    

    

Not in front of the operating table, only in the bathroom, he had seen men's bodies, no more than ten thousand, eight thousand, but he had never seen a man's body with a perfect line.    

    

Even the bodybuilders were not as good as this guy lying down.    

    

At best, the bodybuilder had some flesh.    

    

And this guy lying down?    

    

His slender body didn't have any flesh or flesh, nor did he have any pecs, abs, or lines that could mesmerize a woman.    

    

However, the male nurse and the rest could not explain why. They felt that every bone and muscle of the body was created by several mathematicians after rigorous calculations.    

    

It made this seemingly calm body hide an indescribably powerful explosive force, making the male nurse unable to suppress her amazement.    

    

This is my man.    

    

Chiang Morann raised her head and looked at the male nurse. She felt a strong sense of pride.    

    

She and Lee Nanfang had rolled on the bed many times, so she was familiar with his body just as he was familiar with her.    

    

Therefore, she already knew that Lee Nanfang's body was quite outstanding, but she couldn't share the pain with others — she could only hide it in her heart.    

    

Now, there was finally someone, and even a man, who was shocked by Lee Nanfang's flawless body. How could Chiang Morann not be proud?    

    

However, her pride had yet to disappear and her embarrassment came crashing down like a torrential downpour.    

    

When he was examining his lower body, he accidentally picked up that metal rod that was mocked as useless by a lot of bachelors. That thing seemed to have a spring attached to it as it stood up with a 'pu' sound.    

    

Why?    

    

What was going on?    

    

Not only Chiang Morann was confused, even Chairman Yan, who had experienced a lot, was also dumbfounded.    

    

Big guy had done the same work countless times. Not to mention that the patient was in a coma, even if he was awake and could see Beautiful Young Woman like Dr. Chiang, this thing wouldn't immediately stand up.    

    

Was this a f * cking patient?    

    

Everyone here was a student of medicine, who didn't know that although a man looked small, if it wanted to raise the flagpole, it would need all the bones and muscles in its body to match it?    

    

Since it could be used as a flagpole, it meant that the patient's bones, muscles, organs, and brain had no hair defects.    

    

If you are not sick, then why are you still closing your eyes?    

    

Pretend to be dead.    

    

F * ck.    

    

At this moment, all the men, including Chairman Yan, suddenly had the urge to pick up the scalpel and dismember the corpse.    

    

"Cough, cough."    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't dare to act anymore after sensing the murderous intent that erupted from the surroundings. He coughed dryly and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at everyone and asked with a hoarse voice: "Where … Where am I?"    

    

"You are in the emergency room of Beijing Hospital."    

    

Chiang Morann's reaction was fast as she quickly asked, "Lee Nanfang, how do you feel?"    

    

"Lee Nanfang?"    

    

Lee Nanfang blinked his eyes and was stunned for a moment: "Who, who is Lee Nanfang? Who, who are you? "    

    

Was this fellow stupid?    

    

Chairman Yan and the others were extremely angry, but after hearing his words, most of the anger in their hearts disappeared.    

    

"I'm Chiang Morann."    

    

Chiang Morann took off her mask in a flurry and pointed at her face. "Don't you recognize me?"    

    

"Chiang Morann?"    

    

Lee Nanfang stared at her blankly and shook his head. "Chiang Morann, who is it?"    

    

He wasn't stupid, he had lost his memory.    

    

A person who lost their memories, when they saw a beauty, could they just stand there in a daze?    

    

Looks like I have to study it when I'm free.    

    

Chairman Yan and the others looked at each other and thought it would be better to leave quickly.    

    

Without the support of his anger, when the big guy saw how proud this fellow was of his iron rod, he felt extremely ashamed.    

    

Furthermore, this was Dr. Chiang's Prince Charming.    

    

If he didn't leave now, then when?    

    

"Li … Lee Nanfang, you really don't remember who I am?"    

    

Chiang Morann was so focused on Lee Nanfang that she didn't even notice Chairman Yan and the others leaving. She simply kneeled down in front of the operation table, her face full of fear and nervousness.    

    

From Lee Nanfang's lifeless eyes, she caught a hint of mischief.    

    

He immediately understood what this fellow was trying to do. The worry on his face slowly disappeared, and he became angry from embarrassment. He reached out to grab the iron rod and blurted out the words on the web: "What do you want this iron rod for?"    

    

If it was before, no matter how Lee Nanfang teased Chiang Morann, she wouldn't dare to do it.    

    

It was because at that time, she was very clear that rolling the bed with Lee Nanfang was purely Red Fruit's physical need.    

    

This was certain from the moment she saw the video of Lee Nanfang and Yue Zitong.    

    

If he had any feelings for her, he wouldn't do that kind of nonsense.    

    

Similarly, at that time, Chiang Morann didn't think that his actions were a trampling on her dignity.    

    

What dignity could a woman have in front of her husband and act crazy with another man?    

    

He cared about her and she cared about him only because she was infatuated with his body.    

    

Therefore, there was really no need for them to have an affair with a man and make flirtatious moves that only lovers would make to flirt with each other.    

    

But now it was different.    

    

Chiang Morann had not seen Lee Nanfang in her months in Beijing, but her heart was tied to him.    

    

Love.    

    

Unknowingly, it had appeared.    

    

That was normal.    

    

After she left Lee Nanfang, her young and delicate body, as well as her female mentality, made her miss the time when they were together and the things she did.    

    

Over time, this kind of longing will sink into the bone marrow, will slowly turn into unilateral love.    

    

During this time, whenever a man was courting her, Chiang Morann would compare him to Jack.    

    

After comparing the results, it was so monotonous that it drove people insane. Even if all of them added up, they still couldn't compare to Lee Nanfang's hair.    

    

Not only would Lee Nanfang thoroughly subdue her, but she was especially afraid of marriage right now.    

    

She would never forget what Lv Mingliang had done to her.    

    

Therefore, she wouldn't accept any man other than Lee Nanfang.    

    

In order to tactfully reject Chairman Yan and the others' pursuit, Chiang Morann bought a pair of extremely beautiful high heels and placed them in the locker room. She purposely let people see them and then automatically imagined the story of Cinderella that was spread around the central hospital.    

    

A cultured person can reject people with such elegance.    

    

However, the elegance that she had painstakingly accumulated over the past few months had vanished with the words, "why do I need this metal rod".    

    

At the same time, it also greatly hurt Lee Nanfang's dignity as a man.    

    

What?    

    

What do you think the iron rod is for?    

    

Alright, then let me show you the use of this iron rod!    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered and sat up.    

    

Chiang Morann immediately realized something and turned around to escape.    

    

She did this out of instinct, not having the slightest intention of rejecting Lee Nanfang with just words.    

    

Instinct, instinct.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't care whether she reacted on instinct or not. This was the emergency room. He grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her tightly into his arms. With a lift of his left hand, the white coat covered the woman's head.    

    

"No!"    

    

Chiang Morannjie exclaimed, "This is the emergency room. Chairman Yan and the rest are outside. The door isn't locked —"    

    

The door was indeed not locked. Wu Tie and the others were also outside in the corridor. From the half-closed door, they could clearly hear Dr. Chiang's resistance.    

    

But this resistance was immediately blocked by something.    

    

After a short while, a strange and wonderful sound came out from the crack in the door.    

    

Our yard flowers, withered in the emergency room.    

    

Let's go, why are you still standing here?    

    

So old, and you still want to listen to the wall?    

    

Chairman Yan frowned. The male nurses immediately understood and left quickly.    

    

Although he had long accepted the harsh reality of Dr. Chiang's beloved, Chairman Yan didn't secretly hate her for not being able to appreciate his kindness, but he still treated her as a close friend and sincerely hoped that her prince charming would appear soon …    

    

However, when he returned to his office, he still felt a bit uncomfortable. Looking at the hazy sky outside his window, he muttered: "You, how can you casually treat Dr. Chiang anywhere?"