My mommy is super great

"What are you doing here?" Shen Qinyan's tone was not good and showed a very strong impatience.

Standing at the door, he blocked Sheng Jingchen. He didn't mean to let him in at all.

"Very disappointed?" Seeing the change of mood in Shen Qinyan's eyes, Sheng Jingchen asked.

Shen Qinyan didn't answer his question, but continued to ask, "it's so late. What do you want?"

"That's how you thank your benefactor for helping you so much just now?" Sheng Jingchen looked at Shen Qingyan faintly.

Shen Qingyan snorted coldly, without any indication.

Shen Yu called him and told him that it was only 20 minutes ago. If Sheng Jingchen left after going out just now, he couldn't come back in 20 minutes.

That is, he didn't leave.

This is a little scary.

She looked at Sheng Jingchen's eyes, filled with precautions, and opened the boundary in her words, "Yuyu helped you during the day. You just returned him this feeling. Why do I thank you?"

Her eyes were burning and did not give in, "besides, you helped Chu Feng."

It's not her who is blocked here by paparazzi. Naturally, it has no impact on her.

Hearing his name, Shen Yu looked up and looked at the door.

She closed her mouth and said nothing.

It's not easy to transfer the fire from him. He'd better not stay here and wait for Shen Qinyan to vent his anger for a while.

Shen Yu looked up at Sheng Jingchen and quietly turned back to the room.

Naturally, his small movements did not escape Sheng Jingchen's eyes. There were no onlookers. He didn't have to take too much care of many things.

So he directly cut off the topic, "in fact, I just have a little insomnia. I want to ask a miracle doctor to show me."

Sheng Jingchen was right, but Shen Qinyan didn't believe him.

He couldn't help turning his eyes in his heart and said perfunctorily, "it's not time to go to bed. President Sheng, relax. Just go back and have a cup of hot milk and lie down. If you can't, go to the hospital and prescribe some sleeping pills."

Shen Qinyan's words are all impatient with him.

Insomnia? Shen Qingyan believes he is a ghost.

Then she would close the door to see off the guests.

But unexpectedly, Sheng Jingchen directly butted against the door and forcibly pushed the door in.

"Sheng Jingchen, what do you want to do?" Shen Qinyan couldn't beat Sheng Jingchen in strength. He could only watch him come in.

"I have a headache recently. I can't help coming to you. The doctor is kind-hearted. There's no reason to directly shut out the people who seek medical treatment?"

Sheng Jingchen was outspoken and said just words.

Shen Qingyan was full of resentment, but he had nothing to do. He said coldly, "that's also a scorer."

"Oh?" Sheng Jingchen caught the loophole in her words and asked, "is it difficult for Dr. Shen to see a doctor and divide the patients into three, six, nine and so on?"

"You..." Shen Qingyan was angry.

"I can't tell you." Sheng Jingchen's mouth was so powerful that Shen Qinyan had to give up.

Sheng Jingchen succeeded. He sat down on the sofa and stretched out his hand to Shen Qingyan. "Then bother?"

Shen Qinyan sat beside Sheng Jingchen reluctantly, but the moment his finger caught Sheng Jingchen's wrist pulse, his expression immediately became serious.

It's one thing to have an opinion on Sheng Jingchen. She must concentrate on her diagnosis.

Sheng Jingchen quietly looked at Shen Qingyan close at hand, and his breathing slowed down unconsciously.

On the wrist, Shen Qinyan's fingers were a little cold, with a unique touch.

For a moment, he was distracted.

Shen Qinyan did not find these micro expressions of Sheng Jingchen.

After diagnosis, Shen Qinyan found that Sheng Jingchen did have serious sleep problems, and this situation should last for some time.

Including what he said, with symptoms of headache.

At this moment, Shen Qinyan's resentment against Sheng Jingchen is less.

Finally, I didn't lie about my illness.

"How's it going?" Sheng Jingchen asked clearly.

How many people who work in his position have no symptoms of insomnia and dreams.

Shen Qing Yankan withdrew his hand and said, "there's no big problem. If you don't mind, I can treat you with acupuncture and moxibustion. There should be no problem after several times."

She turned back and wanted to let Sheng Jingchen go to Shen Yu's room to give him a needle, but Shen Yu had long disappeared and the door of the room was tightly closed.

This child

He didn't go to bed just now. He's running fast now.

Sheng Jingchen saw Shen Qingyan's intention and suggested, "why don't you go to your room?"

"You want to be beautiful, just on the sofa." Shen Qinyan got up, glared at him fiercely, and went back to the room to get the acupuncture bag.

Shen Qinyan comes back. Sheng Jingchen has already laid down on the sofa. Facing such a patient, Shen Qinyan is not happy at all.

She opened the needle bag of the sheepskin roll, spread it on the nearby tea table, took a silver needle and said softly to Sheng Jingchen, "relax."

Shen Qinyan's fingers are long and white, holding a silver needle with cold light, and his face is expressionless. He really means a cold-blooded female killer.

Sheng Jingchen kept his eyes on Shen Qinyan, and the position of the needle kept sending a feeling of crispness.

Sleepiness gradually swept over. Sheng Jingchen lay unconscious on the sofa.

When acupuncture was over and Sheng Jingchen was dead, Shen Qinyan felt some trouble.

Can't wake him up and put him on the sofa for a night? It seems that I can't bear it.

Shen Qinyan tidies up the silver needle and knocks on Shen Yu's door.

"Yuyu, will you sleep with mommy tonight? Let Sheng Jingchen rest in your room for a night."

Shen Yu answered and opened the door. He crossed Shen Qinyan at the door and looked at Sheng Jingchen lying in the living room.

He refused, "no, just let him sleep there?"

Then he turned and ran back to the room, took a blanket out, ran to the living room and covered shengjingchen.

He was so heavy that mommy and I couldn't move him

Shen Qingyan thought so. Anyway, it's so hot now, and he's not afraid of catching a cold.

So he calmly went back to his room to rest, and everything was as usual.

It was because it was so normal that Shen Qinyan slept and forgot that there was someone in the living room.

The next morning, I went to the living room to drink water in my pajamas.

I didn't notice at all. I was staring at myself all the time.

When she finished drinking, put the glass on the table and turned around, she was suddenly startled.

"Sheng Jingchen?"

Sheng Jingchen was sitting on the sofa next to a folded blanket.

After the shock, Shen Qinyan thought of what happened last night. With a sigh of relief, he realized that he had been thinking and looking at himself with a smile, and his eyes were also