Life With You

George Sheng did not agree or refuse, because the private doctor came, a young man, followed George Sheng upstairs, and saw Song Xi lying on the bed, he shouldn't ask anything, just when he wanted to lift the quilt. George Sheng said aloud, "She has no injuries."

The doctor decisively retracted the hand that was about to lift the quilt, turned Song Xi's eyelids, and probed the temperature on her face with his fingers. He touched her forehead and said, "I have a fever."

George Sheng stood aside, with no emotions on his face, "I fainted in the bathroom. Look what's wrong."

The doctor took out his stethoscope, turned his head and said to George Sheng, "Brother Sheng, please let me go."

George Sheng was unwilling to do this errand, but he knew that Song Xi was naked under the quilt, and he couldn’t let the doctor reach out and touch it. He bit his head. He walked over to the bed, holding the end of the stethoscope, and slightly lifted the quilt. Reach in quickly.

In fact, he doesn't need to be like this, and the doctor absolutely dare not look blindly.

"Where to put it?" George Sheng asked.

The doctor said: "Place the left chest."

George Sheng placed a stethoscope on Song Xi’s chest across the quilt. She was hot and hot. He thought it was the high temperature in the bathroom, but now it’s been out for so long. The temperature on her body has risen instead of falling. Like.

The doctor was concentrating on seeing a doctor. George Sheng accidentally touched the bulging position on her chest that shouldn't be touched. The bottom of her heart was a little confused, but on the surface, he didn't move and asked in a deep voice: "How about ?"

The doctor said: "There is no major problem inside the body. It is probably caused by the fever. I will prescribe a fever-reducing needle. First, let the fever go away."

George Sheng took out his hand and slid his palm across her soft satin skin. Seeing the doctor hold the lower end of the stethoscope, he suddenly felt a little disgusted, as if the doctor's hand directly touched Song Xi's body.

"Brother Sheng, are there hangers here? I want to hang water."

George Sheng just turned his head and Yuan BMW guarding the door said: "I'll get it."

Bringing a hanger from another room, the doctor has already prepared the medicine and needle. He wants to ask George Sheng, should he always reach out for an injection? Can I touch this hand?

But you can't say that, so the doctor asked politely: "Brother Sheng, which hand to hit?"

George Sheng stood by the bed, reached into the quilt, touched Song Xi's right hand, and took a bit out, "Tack it here."

The doctor pierced Song Xi's needle neatly, and asked when he received the things: "Have she had dinner?"

This stopped George Sheng. He instinctively turned his head to look at the ingot standing behind him. The ingot was also dumbfounded. Where did he know?

Seeing that both of them had this expression, the doctor didn't dare to ask more, so he had to say: "First prepare something to eat. When she wakes up, let her eat first. The anti-fever medicine is still a little irritating to the stomach."

Yuan Bao responded to George Sheng: "Okay, I'll ask someone to buy it later."

The doctor got up, carried the medicine box and said, "Brother Sheng, you are busy. I'll go first. Call me whenever I have something to do."

"Ok."

Yuan Bao went downstairs to give people away. George Sheng stood by the bed, condescendingly staring at Song Xi on the bed. He covered the quilt tightly, from head to toe, and now only her right hand was exposed outside.

He turned on the air-conditioning in the bedroom downstairs, and the living room has a constant temperature setting all the year round. Only her has a higher temperature than outside. After standing for a few seconds, he picked up the air-conditioning remote control of the bedside table and was about to press the start button. Then he saw the temperature displayed on it It's twenty degrees.

Looking at Song Xi again, George Sheng pulled his face: death.

Yuan Bao sent the doctor away and went upstairs again. George Sheng said to him, "You go back."

Yuan Bao said: "Can you do it alone?"

George Sheng said, "Just pull a needle."

Yuan Bao said: "I'm afraid you forgot."

He seriously suspected that George Sheng didn't take this matter seriously, but the consequences of not removing the needle in time would be very serious. Song Xi is like this, so don't make it worse.

George Sheng guessed what Yuan Bao was thinking, and said with a face: "It's no good for me to let her die here."

Yuan Bao was afraid that he would ask two more words. George Sheng would definitely sigh him and sigh secretly. He said, "Then I'm going."

George Sheng went downstairs with Yuan Bao, the former returned to his room on the second floor, and Yuan Bao left the villa with anxiety.

Back in the room, George Sheng lay leaning against the bed. Chang Jingle called him. He didn't answer the phone before. Now when he went back, Chang Jingle quickly connected and asked, "What happened?"

George Sheng said: "Nothing."

Chang Jingle said, "There is nothing you can do in such a hurry?"

George Sheng had a headache when he thought of Song Xi. He didn't even tell Chang Jingle and Ruan Boyan to get such a woman home, lest they would beat him with this from time to time.

In order to get it right once and for all, George Sheng explained: "My mother is looking for me if something happens, it's not a big deal."

Chang Jingle obviously didn't think much, and he sighed in relief: "Now, are you done? Come out, we are waiting for you."

George Sheng said: "Don't go, you guys have fun."

Chang Jingle said, "Can you sleep so early?"

George Sheng said, "You don't need to coax you if you can't sleep. Let's play with you. I'll hang up."

Chang Jingle said with a smile on his face, "Shall I coax you?"

"roll."

George Sheng cursed and hung up.

But the night was long and it was really boring. The key was too sleepy. George Sheng got off the bed and got up and went to the third floor.

Song Xi was still lying flat, her face still pale, and her hair spreading on the white pillow was dark and soft.

Nowadays, seven of the ten young women have dyed their hair. One by one, she can't see the original hair color, so that when looking at the street, her black hair has become a rare color.

George Sheng couldn't understand the colorful hair. Women have good skin and good hair quality, so they won't be bad.

Standing by the bed and looking at her, George Sheng was thinking about her in a rare way, thinking about everything. Later, he found that he was 80% idle and panicked, so he turned around and went down to the first floor and turned on the TV to pass the time.

After about an hour, the phone rang, and it was Yuan Bao.

George Sheng connected, Yuan Bao said, "Brother Sheng, I'm afraid you have forgotten. This bottle of medicine is almost finished. You have to take a look. You should change to another bottle."

George Sheng said, "You don't even sleep?"

Yuan Bao said, "I set the alarm clock. I'm not afraid of your accidental manslaughter."

George Sheng's lips twitched, "Okay, go to sleep, I'll watch."

After hanging up the phone, George Sheng went upstairs. Sure enough, the bottle of medicine Song Xi ordered had reached the bottom. He walked over, pulled it out, and replaced it with a small bottle of medicine.

Seeing Song Xi slept motionless, George Sheng felt extremely unbalanced. Who owes whom? Why should he serve her?

This small bottle of medicine had to be ordered in an hour. George Sheng didn't want to sleep and be woken up, and didn't want to toss up and down the stairs anymore, so he simply stayed in Song Xi's room.