Life With You

Song Xi didn't sleep well at night, and was inevitably sleepy when she went to work the next day. She usually drinks water, and today she also made an unprecedented cup of coffee.

Upon seeing this, Han Chunmeng asked unexpectedly: "What's wrong with you? Don't you say that drinking coffee is bad for your brain? You never drink it?"

Song Xi has a hard time saying that George Sheng has been tossing people in the middle of the night for several days, even if the quality of her sleep is high, it will have some impact.

Pursing her lips, she sighed softly, "Maybe she was on the night shift a while ago."

Han Chunmeng said: "I told you not to shift the night shift. Everyone has to do it, but you are still rushing forward. You just need to guard your frontline battlefield and perform several operations every day. Who dares to pick you? The reason? Even if you choose, don’t be embarrassed to blatantly choose. If you’re secretly involved, take care of him, just don’t get in front of us."

Song Xi sat aside, reading a book of Chinese medicine in his hand, and Han Chunmeng said, "If you are tired, take a rest."

Song Xi didn't look up, and replied: "It's okay, read the book for a while."

Han Chunmeng leaned over to take a look, and then said, "What are you doing? Are you going to transfer to the Chinese Medicine Department? What are you doing?"

Song Xi replied: "I recently wanted to regulate my body, and by the way, I picked up all the knowledge from college. It's a pity that I lost it."

Han Chunmeng curled his lips and said with envy and jealousy: "Students like us are totally incomprehensible in the world of academic tyrants. Being able to advance into the Association has spent all my knowledge reserves in my life. I haven't figured out the things I have at hand yet. With the body outside and the heart at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I doubt that Director Qin wants to pry you away while our Director Jiang is away."

When Song Xi heard the words, he chuckled and said, "Don't tell me, Teacher Xuesong really has such an idea."

Han Chunmeng immediately smiled and said, "Tell her old man to dispel this unrealistic idea as soon as possible. Director Jiang will work hard with her."

Speaking of this, Han Chunmeng suddenly asked, "Hey, how is your paper preparation?"

Song Xi stared at the book in her hand and said lightly: "I didn't write it."

Han Chunmeng frowned, "You're really good, you haven't written any papers in this major, and you still want to study other things. Are you going to treat your body or help you?"

Song Xi thought to herself, it’s impossible to save life, but helping George Sheng has a higher gold content than building a seventh-level Buddha. Moreover, George Sheng’s ten-year old problem is a challenge for her. She likes to do something that others can’t do. Yes, this sense of honor after victory gave her excitement and hard work.

Moreover, she is still waiting for his pennant.

Suffering that Han Chunmeng was talking about her ears hurting, Song Xi raised her head and said, "Have you finished memorizing all the exam questions?"

Han Chunmeng looked at Song Xi, three seconds later, "You are too much!"

After finishing speaking, he twisted and walked away with his chubby but flexible body.

Song Xi's time in the hospital passed very quickly. An operation took at least one and a half hours from entering to exiting. In addition, she had to run to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine in her spare time, so it was off work in a blink of an eye.

Originally, Gu Dongxu asked Song Xi to go home for dinner. Song Xi also pushed her. After she walked out of the hospital's gate, she first went to a nearby supermarket chain.

Taking a shopping basket, Song Xi first went to buy a few bags of rock candy, and then strolled to the children’s candy area. Looking at the shelves full of various colorful candies, Song Xi couldn’t help but smile and put everything into the basket. Installed.

When she accidentally saw Huameitang, Song Xi couldn’t help thinking of when she was a child, because her mother left early, Song Yuanqing was afraid that she would be sad, so the family always prepared all kinds of snacks and candies. Every time he watched the news at home , She would sit next to him, and after he finished drinking his tea, she stuffed a plum candy into his mouth.

He didn't want to eat it at first, and then he developed a habit. There was no plum candy at home, so he would urge the nanny to buy it.

Taking two bags of plum candy, when Song Xi was in a trance, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him: "Xiao Song?"

Song Xi turned around and saw a man and a woman pushing a shopping cart not far away.

"Sister Dan." Song Xi returned to his senses slowly, then smiled.

Huang Lidan smiled and said, "It's really you."

When the two parties came together, Huang Lidan introduced Song Xi, "This is my husband."

Song Xi nodded and greeted with a smile, "Brother-in-law."

The man also responded with a smile, "This is what you often say, the big beautiful doctor outside your heart?"

Huang Lidan said: "Yes, I didn't expect to run into it here."

With that, she glanced at the shopping basket in Song Xi's hand, and asked a little unexpectedly, "How can I buy so much sugar?"

Song Xi had an idea and replied aloud, "I bought it for my friend's child."

Huang Lidan said: "Don't be too used to your children. Eating too much sugar is bad for your teeth."

Song Xi said, "I'm sick, so I don't take medicine without sugar."

Huang Lidan said: "The children nowadays are all spoiled. How can they be like when we were young, dare not to eat? When the adults were scared, they immediately ate everything."

The three of them stood face to face and chatted for a while. It was Huang Lidan’s husband reminding him not to delay Song Xi’s time. Huang Lidan said to Song Xi: "You go pick it, we are also going to buy vegetables. Yes, you can buy some preserves and finish the medicine. Eat a piece of candied fruit, and there will be no bitterness in your mouth immediately."

Her husband said: "Or you can cook some sweet soup at home, which is better than sugar."

Song Xi answered, and after inquiring where the candied fruit was sold, the three said goodbye and parted ways.

When I came out of the supermarket, it was still bright, and when I took a taxi home, it was already dark.

After Song Xi entered the door and went straight to the kitchen, there were two medicine jars, one black and the other white. She boiled the medicine first. The black one on the left is for George Sheng, and the one on the right is the one made by Qin Xuesong. Recipe for the body.

After the medicine was cooked, Song Xi was also hungry. He took out the fried noodles and two dishes bought in the supermarket, put them in the microwave, and set the time.

It was only eight o'clock in the evening. Song Xi went upstairs to take a shower. Unexpectedly, there were more people in the hallway. After a moment, Song Xi asked with surprise, "Why did you come back so early?"

George Sheng changed his shoes and walked in. Hearing the words, he replied in an indifferent and undue beating tone: "Is it time to go home?"

Song Xiqiang resisted the urge to curl his lips, and then turned around and went into the kitchen.

The food was already hot. She brought it to the table and was about to sit down to eat. George Sheng's voice suddenly came from behind, "I haven't eaten either."

Song Xi turned to look at him, and asked, "Then you eat with me?"

George Sheng answered with a note, ‘what do you mean? With his gaze, Song Xi had to go and fetch him a pair of chopsticks and a bowl again.

When she came back, George Sheng was already seated. Looking at the crude fried noodles and two side dishes on the table, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Song Xi, "Why are you getting more and more picky?"

Song Xi was taken aback for a moment, with surprise in her eyes.

George Sheng said to himself: "When you didn't get the money your dad left you, you didn't see you in such a hard time."

Unhappy flashed through Song Xi's eyes, and she squashed her temper and replied: "I am already eating very well by myself. A normal person is enough for fried noodles."

With her standard equipment, it's not considered luxurious in the hospital, it's also considered business.

When George Sheng heard the words, he asked, "I think I am superfluous?"