Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 63 Lin Xueming's Medicine

It was a bottle with a diameter of about two centimeters and a height of three centimeters. It may have been aged for a long time, and the shell turned yellow.

However, the words on the shell can still be read clearly.

Song Ying took out a wet towel to wipe the bottle clean, and saw the familiar words as expected.

This is a kind of medicine that Lin Xueming took before her death. Six months before her death, her health began to deteriorate, and she couldn't sleep all night, so the doctor prescribed this sleep aid medicine for her.

Song Ying silently read the name of the medicine and unscrewed the bottle.

After many years, the medicine in the bottle is no longer edible, but the shape and smell of the medicine are still there.

Song Ying leaned over to smell it, stopped for a while, put away the bottle, put everything back in place, and walked out gently.

After returning to the room for about half an hour, she changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Aunt Zhang was in the kitchen preparing the bird's nest that Wei Qiuping wanted to drink at night. When she saw Song Ying going out, she put down the things in her hands, and before she had time to wipe her hands, she hurried out to say hello, "Miss, are you going out?"

"I'm going to meet a friend." Song Ying nodded, "Maybe I won't come back for dinner tonight."

Aunt Zhang's eyelids twitched, and she asked, "Then are you coming back to stay at night?"

"Come back." Song Ying put her hands in her pockets with a calm expression.

Aunt Zhang felt relieved and went back to the kitchen to do her work.

Song Ying hooked her hair and went out and turned left.

After walking for about 10 minutes, a three-story building similar to the Song family villa appeared in front of me.

Standing there for a moment, Song Ying walked over and pressed the doorbell.

In less than half a minute, the door of the villa opened automatically. Song Ying looked up at the balcony of a room on the second floor, and strolled into the yard.

Han Jing was lying on the balcony playing a video for his assistant. Seeing Song Ying enter the room, he still calmly talked about his work arrangements for the next three days.

Song Ying was not surprised, and after entering the room, she found a seat a little further away and sat down.

Han Jing snorted, said a few more words briefly, and cut off the call completely.

Song Ying then moved across to him, "Brother Han is busy recently?"

Han Jing rested his arms on his pillow and stared straight at the ceiling, "It's not as busy as Miss Song."

Song Ying knew that he blamed herself for not having contacted him frequently recently, so she raised her lips and apologized, "It's my fault, but am I worried about disturbing Brother Han?" Said: "I would like you to disturb me, but it's a pity that Miss Song treats me as an outsider. Look, you are getting married the day after tomorrow, but I haven't received the invitation yet. Why, Miss Song is not going to invite me ?”

He actually used honorifics, and it seemed that he was really angry.

Song Ying smiled reassuringly.

Being angry means that he is not really angry.

Shrugging, Song Ying sideways opened the handbag she brought along, took out a big red invitation card from it, and handed it over with both hands: "This is for Brother Han."

Han Jing snorted, took out the card with one hand, glanced at it, and commented: "It's okay. Looking at the face of this invitation, I will go there the day after tomorrow."

Song Ying nodded, half got up and poured herself a glass of warm water,
Immediately, she took a sip of the warm water in her hand, and said unhurriedly, "Brother Han, do you know anyone who works in the hospital?"

Han Jing opened his eyelids and stared at her motionlessly, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Song Ying put down the glass, and then took out the bottle she found in Lin Xueming's room from her handbag, "I want someone to help check if there is any problem with the medicine in it."

Han Jing frowned, took a look at the bottle, and asked suspiciously: "You suspect that there is something wrong with the medicine? No, this medicine bottle has been around for many years!"

People often think that artists are life idiots, but they are not.Take Han Jing as an example, although he is an artist, his life skills are super strong.

There are many things that can't be hidden from his eyes.

Song Ying didn't want to lie to him, but at the moment he couldn't let him know that the bottle was found from Lin Xueming's room.

Looking down slightly, she said, "A friend of mine gave it to me and said he wanted me to check the ingredients of the medicine."

Han Jing was dubious, thought for a while, and said, "Are you in a hurry to get the result?"

Song Ying shook her head, "No rush."

"That's fine." Han Jing said: "When I have time in the next two days, I will look for that person and give you the result as soon as possible!"

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Staying at Han's house until evening, after having dinner with Han Jing, Song Ying strolled back to Song's residence.

Wei Qiuping and the others haven't come back yet, Aunt Zhang is still the only one in the villa, Song Ying told her and went back to rest.

Tomorrow is probably going to be busy all day, so I have to go to bed early these days to prevent my spirit from getting tired when I get married.

Song Ying lay on the bed and thought about the wedding process for a while, then fell asleep with her head tilted.

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When I opened my eyes again, it was 06:30 the next day.

Song Ying took out her phone, and first saw the picture that Xia Tingjin sent her at around eleven o'clock last night.

It's their wedding photo.

There was a door-to-door service in the photo studio, so after their wedding photos were completed, they were sent directly to the small villa.

The photos Xia Tingjin sent were the ones that hung on the wall of the new house.

Song Ying looked over one by one, and suddenly smiled.

She sat back on the bed and wrote back to Xia Tingjin, "The photo is very beautiful."

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Summer house.

Xia Tingjin instantly felt the vibration from the phone.

Open your eyes and tap your phone at the same time.

Because he wanted to see Song Ying's reply immediately, before going to bed last night, he didn't switch the interface.So I saw Song Yinghui's five characters for the first time.

Hehe smiled, and he pressed the call decisively.

Song Ying expected that Xia Tingjin would make a call, and answered it before the ring rang three times.

"Aying, I took that photo." Xia Tingjin excitedly asked for credit.

"It's beautiful." Song Ying praised him softly.

Xia Tingjin replied unceremoniously, "A Ying is beautiful, and of course I am also handsome."

Song Ying was amused by his tone, "Yes, you are very handsome."

In the past, he was very manly and handsome, but now he is very cute and handsome.

Xia Tingjin was pleased, rolled happily on the bed, and said while rolling: "Aying, I really want to open my eyes and see tomorrow!"

Then he could be with her forever.

Song Ying was stunned when she heard his words, and said softly, "It will be tomorrow soon."

"But I can't wait." Xia Tingjin buried his face on the pillow, and said in a low voice, "I want to see you now, A Ying, and I don't want to be separated from you in the future, not for the rest of my life."

Song Ying: "..."

His heart beat violently, and he could hear the sound of his own blood flowing in his blood vessels for a moment of trance.Song Ying blinked very quickly, and replied: "Yes."

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