Life With You

On the tenth day when George Sheng didn’t show up, Song Xi hesitated to call him. If there was no drunken failure on her birthday, she would have called it early. After all, she felt awkward. I'm sorry to speak first, for fear that George Sheng will misunderstand what she thinks of him.

I want to knock from Yuan Bao's side, but I think again, no, Yuan Bao is a wise man, no matter how she turns around, he will know her original intention, don't have no idea, but it is misunderstood.

After pondering and pondering, Song Xi never played. After thinking about it carefully, she and George Sheng have known each other for so long. Although they are friends now, they are destined not to be like ordinary friends. They can't even do the simplest greetings. Then, it seemed that she was always looking for him for something, or he was looking for her only when something happened.

Since he didn't call her and she has nothing to do with him, then forget it.

The day went on as usual, except that Song Xi was a little uncomfortable every day. At first she thought it was George Sheng who was not at home for too long, and she was not used to it by herself. Then one day she suddenly realized that she was still a little angry with George Sheng, everyone. I met him anyway, and he didn't show up for half a month as soon as he left. Anyway, tell her, she won't cause him trouble.

Occasionally, Song Xi would be thinking about it, could something be wrong with George Sheng, right? With such thoughts, my heart immediately became more suspicious.

She decided that she still wanted to call George Sheng, but she had to think about the reason first. After a short thought, Song Xi held the phone, struggled for a few seconds, and pressed the dial button.

After the call, Song Xi couldn't tell whether she was nervous or regretful, or she took the initiative.

The phone rang for the sixth time, and Song Xi was about to hang up. George Sheng's voice came from the phone: "Hey."

Song Xi hasn't heard his movement for too long, and her heart is nervous, but her mouth is particularly relaxed and asks: "Hey, are you busy?"

George Sheng's voice was calm: "What's the matter?"

Song Xi said: "I am writing a paper on new drugs, but there is too little clinical practice on new drugs in China. I want you to help me look at foreign materials in this regard."

George Sheng said ‘um’ and said nothing else.

Thanks to his usual tune, his emotions and anger are invisible, so Song Xi doesn’t know what his status is through the phone. She asks her to call again, fearing that she can’t find any excuses. Bite the head and asked: "Are you still out of town?"

"Ok."

"Is there something tricky to deal with?"

George Sheng paused for a while, then responded calmly and without emotion: "Yeah."

After a few ‘um’, Song Xi was worried about him, so he couldn’t ask more, so he could only end it as soon as possible: "Then you are busy, I won’t disturb you, bye."

This time, Song Xi hung up the phone first.

When the phone hung up, she was angry for a while, but she was still diluted by worry. Compared with his attitude of being angry, she was more worried about whether he encountered any difficulties.

In the afternoon, Song Xi called Yuan Bao again. She was not a hypocritical person and didn't want to be a little bit careful to delay things, so she asked straightforwardly: "Yuan Bao, has George Sheng encountered difficulties recently? ? If there is anything I can help, you can say any time."

Yuan Bao replied: "Don't worry, it's okay. Brother Sheng has been busy recently."

After a pause, he said again: "I'll be back soon."

When Song Xi heard this, she should be happy intellectually, but she couldn't control the loss in her heart. It’s because she thinks too much. He is on business trips normally, and it is normal that he doesn’t take her seriously, so she still...

Tell herself to put away the negative emotions. She has been upset about this for half a month. Now that she knows that George Sheng has not encountered Kaner, then what should she do.

I went to work in the hospital as usual in the morning. Just when I got out of the elevator, I saw a group of nurses who hadn't left the night shift, chatting with each other with peachy eyes.

Someone saw Song Xi and called out, "Doctor Song."

Song Xi curled her lips, smiled and nodded. Just about to leave, a group of young nurses huffed around her, and the one directly opposite said excitedly: "Doctor Song, do you know that Doctor Ling is back?"

Song Ximei was taken aback, and she was obviously surprised: "Who?"

"Doctor Ling Yueling!"

Song Xi couldn't believe it: "Where is it?"

"I didn't see it. Some people said that Dr. Ling came early in the morning. We thought you knew and wanted to ask if you were true."

When the voice fell, Song Xi ran forward quickly.

Even if she is too young in the doctor's office, she is definitely old in terms of qualifications and experience. She is also very calm on weekdays. You can see her running in the corridor, unless there is an emergency.

Running all the way to the door of the deputy director's office, Song Xi raised his hand and knocked on the door quickly. Ding Huiqin's voice came from the door: "Come in."

Song Xi pushed the door in. She ran up and down with her chest up and down as she was about to speak, but when she looked closely, in front of Ding Huiqin's desk, stood a tall man, taller than 185, wearing a white coat, showing the next one. Cut black trouser legs and shoes.

The man turned his head and looked at Song Xi's eyes. It was an exceptionally handsome face, with a straight nose and shaped lips. The most inconvenient thing was the clear and star-like eyes.

Song Xi couldn’t be more familiar. It was only because of familiarity that he was stunned for an instant. When the man saw Song Xi, the black pupils pinching the stars were also a fleeting accident, but soon, he turned around and hooked. He lifted his lips and said with a smile: "Xiao Xi."

Song Xi frowned, stood still, and said in disbelief: "When did you come back?"

The man said: "Last night."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"The teacher said, ask me to give you a surprise."

The man smiled, as if the whole room was lit up, and he opened his arms to Song Xi: "I haven't seen you for two years, don't you give me a warm hug?"

Song Xi was so angry that he didn't start, and made a very light "cut", but walked over uncontrollably under his feet.

Ling Yue hugged Song Xi, and the corners of his lips were always aroused: "Everyone who wants to come back so much, I want Concord, I miss you most."

Song Xi hugged Ling Yue, her eyes moist: "Are you trying to learn techniques from me?"

Ling Yue said: "The teacher said that you have been improving in the past two years, and I want to see what level you are now."

Song Xi stepped back and looked up at him: "It's not that only foreign medicine is the most advanced. You went to the United States to study for two years. Didn't you hear that the American diplomat still came to our hospital for heart surgery the year before?"

Ling Yue smiled and said, "Yes, the teacher told me."

Song Xi looked triumphant, and Ling Yue saw this, and then added: "But the teacher must have not told you that the diplomat is the surgery I recommended here."

With his hands in his pockets, he has a laid-back temperament, and his tone is light and ridiculed with a three-pointer: "I didn't have time to do it at the time, so you made a mistake."

When the voice fell, the complacency on Song Xi's face immediately collapsed.

Ding Huiqin stood up behind the desk and said, "You two, you can't finish talking as soon as you meet. They are all the closed disciples brought out by Director Jiang. What's the point of contention?"