Life With You

Song Xi looked at George Sheng, with self-confidence and stubbornness in his eyes, "Don't worry, I will definitely let you send a banner to our hospital."

After speaking, there was a slight provocation in the corner of her eyes, and Song Xi turned and left.

George Sheng looked at her leaving, and when her hand was about to lift up to touch the doorknob, he instinctively stood up and strode towards her.

There was a carpet in his room, and the soles of sheepskin slippers stepped on it. There was no sound at all. When Song Xi faintly felt something was wrong, when she turned her head, others had already pressed her back.

Suddenly, Song Xi was about to make a sound. George Sheng suddenly pulled her by and directly pressed her against the wall, squeezing her with his body. He lowered his eyes and stared at her obviously frightened face, his thin lips opened. Whispered: "You are gone, what about my illness?"

Song Xi's face was flushed, her pink lips were slightly open, and she was too scared to speak.

He raised his hand, gently stroked her reddening cheeks, moved her Adam's apple lightly, and then slowly lowered his head until it finally stuck to her lips.

Her lips were as soft as he expected, with a familiar sweetness. He pried open her lips and teeth, and the movements became more intense.

It should be distracted, otherwise, how could he be fragmented and completely lost the memory in the middle, the next second, he would already press her on the bed.

Her body was soft and boneless, struggling lightly under him, his whole body was aching, and her ears heard almost babbled whisper, "I'm afraid..."

He pulled away the silk pajamas on her. It was indeed a pull, because he couldn't wait to unfasten that row of buttons, and the two bodies were pasted together without any barriers. He finally understood that the gentle fragrance of nephrite jade was like this. .

Crazy crushing, ignoring all her begging for mercy or choking, he seemed mad, with only one thought in his mind, he was sick, she was his attending doctor, and she should treat him as well.

The body seemed to be immersed in a warm sea, surrounded by warm tenderness, just like her hands, very slippery and soft, as if there were no bones.

When George Sheng was relaxing, suddenly he saw that the sea did not move, and his whole body was floating in the middle of the seawater. The feeling of suffocation suddenly struck, and the next second, a huge gravitational force involved him infinitely. Fall...

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no sleepiness in George Sheng's eyes. From deep sleep to awakening, there was no buffer in between.

For five to seven seconds, George Sheng couldn’t distinguish between dreams and reality, because his mind was full of images of him pressing Song Xi under him, her arms, her legs, her body... a scene. The curtain was so vivid, so vivid that he felt that it was a dream now.

After a while, George Sheng moved his inexplicably slightly sour body, and then realized that he slept on his stomach all night.

Because of light sleep, his sleeping position has always been very stable, mostly lying on his side, he will also lie flat, but he will not sleep on his stomach.

A night of absurdity, spring and autumn dreams, George Sheng saw his embarrassment under the quilt, at first he was unreasonable, then he became angry.

Damn Song Xi, did she deliberately tease him last night?

Getting up to take a bath in the bathroom, the semi-cold water gurgled down the soft black hair, and George Sheng closed his eyes and couldn't help but recall the minutiae of last night's dream.

Because it is difficult to sleep deeply, he hasn't dreamed for a long time, let alone this...

But this dream was extremely real. It was true to the two sentences she had before leaving last night. He restored them one to one in the dream. The only difference is that of course he did not really hold her last night.

Now that I think about it, it’s no wonder that he had the illusion of fragmentation. He was still at the door just now, on the bed again for a while, blinked again, by the window, in the bathroom... frame by frame, as if there was only movement, without passing by, he knew she was Song Xi, but very often, he couldn't see her face clearly.

It is a dream, so dreams can be so reckless and unscrupulous.

...

Song Xi got up early and went to the hospital. She didn't read Weibo, and she didn't know that the previous voice interview had been exposed. She is now regarded as a hospital celebrity. As soon as she arrived at the door of the hospital, she was stopped by a colleague from the hospital who was guarding here when she got off the car. , Taken away from elsewhere.

Song Ximei's eyes stared slightly, and she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? What happened?"

A colleague said: "There is a reporter upstairs outside of my heart. Director Ding asked us to come down to pick you up. You will go up again when the reporter is sent."

Hearing this, Song Xi sighed, "It scared me to death. I thought there was a medical disturbance."

A colleague said with a smile: "You are a famous "sword to cure disease". The patient's family members can only send you pennants when they come. Is there any trouble for you?"

When it comes to pennants, Song Xi has the appearance of George Sheng in his mind.

The two of them entered the main building through the side door. They couldn't get up to the left and right for a while. Song Xi changed his mind and went for a stroll in the Chinese Medicine Department.

She is an "old man" who has graduated from Yeyi University for more than eight years. Many experts and professors in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine are from Yeye University. They are very close to her. In addition to some of the newcomers, they also have a sister. , The sister called.

Today, Xiehe showed up in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, no less than Flow Xiaohua showed up on the XX campus, wherever he went, he looked warm and expectant.

"Senior sister, why is there time to come to us?" a young male doctor asked with a smile.

Song Xi smiled and replied, "Look for Director Qin to learn art from your teacher."

The male doctor said, "Senior sister, leave a meal for us. If you are out of mind, you will still grab food from our undergraduate Chinese medicine doctor."

Song Xi smiled and said, "You are welcome to steal the teacher and learn art out of your heart."

The male doctor immediately shook his head, "No, no, I'm afraid of seeing blood."

As soon as he walked by, Song Xi put his hands in his pockets and brought the wind under his feet. He saw the young men and women doctors very enviously. When would he be like her?

Coming to the door of the director's office, Song Xi took out her hands, tidyed up her white coat, stiffened her back, and knocked on the door.

"In."

Seeing Song Xi’s cold look, few people saw her cute and playful. The door of the room deliberately opened a crack, and there was no movement for a while. When the people inside looked out, Song Xi suddenly poked her head out and said with a smile: "Director Qin !"

Sitting behind the desk is a woman wearing glasses. Because of her hair similar to Teresa Teng's hairstyle, it is exceptionally black and beautiful, so it is easy to blur her true age.

Originally expressionless, Qin Xuesong twitched the corner of his lips when he saw the visitor clearly, and said with a smile: "Little girl, come in."

After Song Xi entered the door, she immediately changed her words, "Mr. Xuesong, I will come to see you. Yo, I haven't seen you in a few days. You are getting younger. If you continue like this, the students below should not be afraid of you."

Qin Xuesong took off his glasses and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. The last time I saw you was at a hospital conference, months have passed."

Song Xi walked to the desk and sat down and replied with a smile: "Recently, I have been busy outside of my heart, and I have suffered a few minor illnesses. Why don't you just come to work and come to see you."

Qin Xuesong immediately asked about Song Xi's physical condition, and then raised his hand, Song Xi immediately offered his wrist and asked Qin Xuesong to help her pulse.