Life With You

The sentence "I didn't take care of it" directly caused Song Xi to overturn the boat in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him. The smile on his face was half-stiff, and he secretly asked what he was doing?

Qin Xuesong's smile became even more self-evident when he heard this. Song Xi said, "He loves to make jokes."

As she said, she whispered George Sheng again: "I am not your dog."

A few people walked to the table, Song Xi personally pulled a chair for Qin Xuesong, and George Sheng sat opposite. He was wearing a black sweater today with a black shirt inside. The shirt cuffs wrapped around his wrists. Song Xi said: "Sleeve The buckle was unbuttoned, and the wrist was exposed."

George Sheng obediently followed suit, placing his arm on the table, and Qin Xuesong showed him his pulse.

Song Xi stood by, looking nervous like a family member.

It usually doesn't take long to read the pulse, but Qin Xuesong didn't speak for a long time, and asked George Sheng to change another hand. Song Xi wanted to ask but didn't dare to speak out, so he could only hold back.

For a long time, Qin Xuesong asked, "How many hours do you usually fall asleep every day?"

George Sheng said: "About three hours."

Qin Xuesong asked, "Should I keep it like this for a long time, or can I sleep longer sometimes?"

George Sheng just wanted to say no, but suddenly frames of naked pictures flashed in his mind. He had dreamed of Song Xi, but he didn't know what happened that time. Maybe she dropped the gu in the incense and he slept all night. Dead.

Knowing that he told the truth, Qin Xuesong would definitely ask why, but if he didn't tell the truth... Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Song Xi standing next to her, she was serious, even nervous.

He didn't want to disappoint her heart.

With his thin lips open, George Sheng replied: "Occasionally, I will sleep very deeply, rarely."

Sure enough, Qin Xuesong asked, "What's the situation?"

George Sheng's handsome face is neither red nor white, and his voice is neither lukewarm nor warm: "Song Xi bought me an aromatherapy burner, the first time I used it."

Qin Xuesong asked again: "What about now?"

George Sheng said, "It's still the same."

Song Xi watched the painless Buddhist dialogue between the two, and asked impatiently: "Teacher, how is his health?"

Qin Xuesong said: "I just gave him a pulse. It stands to reason that people with severe insomnia like him will not only have kidney fire and liver fire, but other pulse conditions should also be disordered, but I think his pulse is stable and strong. The body has a very good pulse condition."

Song Xi was prepared for George Sheng's illness, but when Qin Xuesong said this, she was caught off guard and raised her eyebrows and said, "No?"

"I gave him a pulse before, and he has a kidney problem."

With that, Song Xi naturally reached out and pressed George Sheng's wrist.

Qin Xuesong said: "Can I still make mistakes?"

Song Xi also thought about it, stop playing big swords in front of Guan Gong, and withdraw her hand. She wondered and asked, "What's going on?"

Qin Xuesong asked George Sheng: "Did you do any conditioning recently?"

George Sheng replied truthfully: "The milk and honey have not been cut off. Song Xi said that it is good for sleep, porridge and soup, and fruit."

Qin Xuesong nodded: "Then no wonder the kidney fire has gone down."

Song Xi asked, "Teacher, even if the kidney fire goes down, won't his inability to sleep affect his body?"

Qin Xuesong said: "I'm just about to say this. Normal people need at least seven hours of sleep a day, but sometimes it just means ordinary. There are always individuals, and some people sleep at least 15 hours a day. Similarly, Some people are enough for three or four hours a day."

Song Xi's face was stunned. After a pause, she asked tentatively: "Then he is not sick?"

Qin Xuesong looked at George Sheng again: "Have you been like this since you were young, or from a certain period of time?"

George Sheng said: "From fifteen to six years old."

Qin Xuesong pondered for a moment, and then said: "In short, from the pulse condition, your body is okay. Don't worry. If you suddenly lose sleep during a certain period of time, it may be that the stress was too high during that period, but your physique Special, it can also adapt to the current biological clock. In terms of health, you may not need to adjust it, but in terms of normal life, if you only sleep for about three hours a day, you will have time to wake up while others are sleeping. , You will be lonely too, so you don’t adjust, it’s up to you."

Song Xi looked at George Sheng, who did not squint, and replied: "I would like to trouble you to help open a house and adjust it. I also don't think the night is that long."

Song Xi is a very sensitive person. George Sheng's phrase "I also don't want nights to be so long" directly hit her heart.

She suddenly felt distressed for the long night he couldn't sleep, and it was so difficult for one night, let alone more than ten years, three or four thousand nights.

Qin Xuesong said: "Your physique is really rare. It is estimated that taking medicine is too slow. When I go back, I will teach Song Xi some sets of acupuncture and moxibustion pulses. Let her try to adjust it for you first."

George Sheng thanked him politely, and then naturally turned his head to look at Song Xi: "Go and ask the waiter to come in and order dinner."

Song Xi responded and turned and walked out.

The three of them had dinner together at noon. Qin Xuesong knew the distance very well and didn't ask anything that shouldn't be asked. After the meal, Song Xi took the initiative to say to George Sheng, "I went straight back with the teacher. You go, don't send us."

Qin Xuesong agreed, and George Sheng took out a small bamboo-colored bag and said politely: "When you meet for the first time, please come out of the hospital. It's not a precious gift. It's just a brush. I hope you will accept it."

Qin Xuesong didn't want it, Song Xi took the bag: "I took it for the teacher."

She knew that George Sheng did not like to owe favors.

The three separated at the entrance of the hotel. Song Xi and Qin Xuesong also went back to their floors after entering the hospital. When there were no others around, Song Xi hurriedly called George Sheng.

George Sheng connected, she lowered her voice, but couldn't hide her surprise: "How do you know that Director Qin likes brush? Did you find someone to check her?"

George Sheng's voice is cold and magnetic: "I have something wrong?"

"Don't tell me you guessed it."

George Sheng said: "A person who studies Chinese medicine loves calligraphy and painting, just like the love of an official. What's hard to guess?"

Song Xi's lips curled up, and he smiled and joked: "Okay, I found that you not only turn off the lights and read, but you are also diagnosed as'exceptional talent'. Tsk, it's amazing. I seem to have met a great person."

George Sheng's voice was low, and he was still a little unhappy when he listened carefully: "I told you earlier that I am in good health."

Song Xiren couldn't help but think of the conversation in the car in the morning, and replied with bright eyes: "You have to be sure before insurance, otherwise who knows you are a strange flower."

George Sheng’s focus is not on strange flowers, but on...

"What do you want to be sure of? What does my health have to do with you?"

He suddenly asked, Song Xi's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, paused for a short time, and quickly replied grimly: "I am worried about your future girlfriend. Let her check first."

George Sheng asked lukewarmly: "Then do you want to try it out for her too?"

Song Xi didn't react for a while. It wasn't that she was too innocent. Who would have thought that Monk Qiao suddenly changed career and became an old driver?