Life With You

Song Xi was emotionally uncontrollable. It took more than three seconds to slowly lift her head from George Sheng's arms. In fact, she was not sure of the direction of the sound source, but instinctively looked sideways to the right. Through the blurred vision, she saw The familiar figure standing not far away was Tong Hao with no surprise.

Tong Hao was indeed not surprised, or that the astonishment had passed, and now only his eyes were left.

Song Xi was indeed too tired. She worked continuously for more than ten hours. She regretted that she couldn't save the life of her colleague. She cried bitterly. Any single item was enough to make people exhausted. So her brain reacted, but her body was late. He did not move, still holding both sides of George Sheng's jacket with both hands, standing very close to him, at first glance it seemed to be in the arms.

It was clear in my heart that I was finished talking, but Song Xi couldn't step back.

In the end, George Sheng broke the weird silence between the three of them. He looked at Tong Hao, his thin lips opened, and his tone was extremely calm: "Is there any paper?"

Tong Hao glanced at Song Xi, whose face was full of tears, then turned and entered the hotel.

Song Xi finally recovered, loosened George Sheng's jacket, stepped back, and asked in a dull voice, "What should I do?"

George Sheng looked down at her: "What should I do?"

Song Xi sucked her nose and raised her hand to wipe her face. George Sheng frowned, "Waiting to get the paper, where do you wipe it?"

Song Xi lifted her hands up and stopped.

At this moment, Tong Hao also came out of the hotel, with a whole pack of paper pumps in his hand, came to Song Xi and George Sheng, and handed the paper pumps to Song Xi.

Song Xi looked down slightly: "Thank you."

After receiving the paper pump, she walked a little further away to blow her nose.

Tong Hao said to George Sheng in his usual voice: "Just you two for dinner?"

Yuan Bao had already told George Sheng that he had told Tong Hao about the certification of the two of them first, so George Sheng was not surprised that Tong Hao was calm. After an'um', he asked as usual: "Why are you alone? Who is it with?"

Tong Hao said his personal name: "It's too noisy inside, come out and smoke a cigarette."

After speaking, he glanced at Song Xi's back in front of him: "What happened to her?"

George Sheng returned two words: "Tired."

Such meaningful words will instinctively remind people of ambiguous aspects.

Tong Hao didn't answer the conversation right away, because Song Xi took the paper and pulled it back, she couldn't keep hiding.

The three stood at the door and said a few words, and Tong Hao took the initiative: "It's too cold, you can go in first, I will smoke a cigarette."

George Sheng and Song Xi entered the restaurant and went to the private room. They stayed until George Sheng finished ordering the food. The clerk went out and closed the door. Song Xi said impatiently: "Tong Hao didn't ask you why we two went out for dinner in the middle of the night? "

After finishing talking, without waiting for George Sheng to answer, she thought of a set of countermeasures herself: "Just say that I called you out and asked you about the recruitment of Changning Hospital."

George Sheng raised his eyelids and fell on Song Xi's eager face to cover up. He didn't change his expression. He opened his mouth and replied, "If you have any questions, he knows our relationship."

"Huh?" Song Xi's red eyes stared like a rabbit, obviously not knowing when they were exposed.

George Sheng didn't explain much, he only said teasingly: "Look at this picture of you with a guilty conscience, with such a bad mental quality, you can still go to the operating table?"

Song Xi really couldn’t hear the words “operating table”. When she heard it, she thought of Xu Ying. In fact, Xu Ying’s rescue time was very short. In less than five minutes, she could be declared dead, but neither she nor the doctor outside her heart would give up. , The two continued to resuscitate the heart with heavy physical exertion. She lost strength, and went to the deputy doctor. Everyone was crying Xu Ying's name while crying.

Song Xi didn't want to think about that scene anymore.

Now she just reminisced a little, and there was another mist in front of her.

Upon seeing this, George Sheng said, "You are just a doctor, not a god."

Song Xi took a piece of paper and wiped her tears, and muttered, "I know."

George Sheng said: "If you know, stop being horny. She won't come back to life because of how many tears you shed."

He didn't want to see her cry. Seeing her tears, he couldn't help her wipe it, let alone hold her and say something more caring, he could only be more rational.

Sure enough, Song Xi replied in a dull voice: "If it is said that the hand is not uncomfortable, there will be no so-called'internal injuries' in this world. Then our doctors can really hold the gods. As long as the trauma is cured, people will no longer feel pain. "

If this was left in the past, he kindly coaxed her, and she still frustrated him, George Sheng would definitely show her face and teach her how to talk, but now, somehow, he actually swallowed it silently, and added a sentence: " Do you want me to find a few people to cry with you?"

Song Xi refreshed the scene in an instant. She was sitting in the middle, surrounded by people around her. George Sheng gave an order and everyone had to cry.

Obviously it was a very sad thing, but when it came to his mouth, Song Xi couldn't help but smiled.

George Sheng's cold humor is not something ordinary people can get, but Song Xi's smile is also an unusual way, so he is serious and she can also take pleasure from it.

Pulling a piece of paper, she wiped her tears and wanted to blow her nose, but George Sheng was...

Seeing her getting up, George Sheng asked: "Where to go?"

Song Xi said, "The bathroom."

George Sheng said: "If you want to blow your nose, just blow it out." There are no outsiders.

He bluntly exposed, Song Xi was immediately embarrassed, and said: "I'm going to do something else."

What else can I do in the bathroom? Fortunately she can say three other words.

The corner of George Sheng's lips twitched, as if smiling.

Song Xi hurried out carrying a tissue.

When she came back, a circle of small baskets had been placed on the table, and each basket was packed with delicate snacks. George Sheng brought her to eat Subang dishes. Subang is not only famous for its dishes, but also for dim sum. .

When Song Xi took his seat, George Sheng picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat."

Song Xi was still in a dull mood, but she was not a negative person after all, as George Sheng said, she tried her best.

She understands the reason that George Sheng has been talking about it for so long and that it stops in good time.

Song Xi put a piece of crabapple cake on the plate, lowered his head and ate it with small mouthfuls. George Sheng didn't speak, he reached out and pushed the turntable, and he picked up a piece of money cake, and said: "He’s the sweet honey cake here. not bad."

Song Xi raised his head and saw Baiguo Honey Cake placed directly opposite him. It wasn't just now.

After trying several kinds of dim sum, Song Xi said, "You really like sweets."

George Sheng replied calmly: "It's in a good mood to eat sweets."

Song Xi asked casually: "Are you in a bad mood?"

George Sheng said, "It was pretty good."

The implication is obvious.

Song Xi said aloud, "Then both of us eat more."

George Sheng originally gave her some orders, and she came to ask him why he was in a bad mood.

George Sheng looked down, and suddenly thought that she had asked a classic: Do you like watching your family quarrel?

Thanks to her self-proclaimed cleverness, she seemed to him to be mentally retarded.