Life With You

The text message was just like a stone sinking into the sea, until Song Xi got into the taxi, but there was no reply.

It's not that I didn't think about making a phone call to ask, but Song Xi was afraid of George Sheng's busy work, so she rushed to call... it seemed a fuss.

After a moment of impulse, Song Xi calmed down and couldn't help asking herself, Did George Sheng promise to go home every day?

He didn't.

Did he promise to greet her in advance if he doesn't come back?

nor.

They were already independent individuals. If they hadn't taken medicine together recently to bring them together, even under the same roof, they would be like strangers... to be clear, they were enemies.

Taking a quiet breath, Song Xi secretly persuaded herself to calm down, her relationship with George Sheng was not enough to the point where she was worried about him.

With this in mind, Song Xi went to the hospital and worked normally. Before entering the operating room, she glanced at her mobile phone. She looked at the mobile phone for an hour and a half after an operation. The first thing she did after coming down was to look at the mobile phone. The screen was empty. She was beautiful. There is nothing strange on his face, but my heart is depressed, why bother to worry about it?

When eating lunch, Song Xi was in front of two meat and two vegetarians. Han Chunmeng only had a cup of aloe yogurt in his hand. He stared at the lion head in Song Xi's plate, and Han Chunmeng muttered secretly.

Song Xi raised her eyelids and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Han Chunmeng's eyes were hungry and green, and he whispered back: "I lied to myself, I drank broth, black-bone chicken stewed red dates soup, I'm not hungry at all, I can support..."

Song Xi smiled helplessly, "Let you lose weight and eat less, and did not make you fast. How can you drink porridge and yogurt this meal?"

Han Chunmeng said, "Why not? I have lost five catties."

Song Xi said, "Don't deceive yourself. Your five catties are all water. As long as you touch the carbohydrates a little bit, it will double back immediately, and then..."

Before she finished speaking, Han Chunmeng immediately stared, "You're enough!" After speaking, she fell back immediately, "Don't force me to speak loudly, I'm dizzy."

Song Xi gave a blank look, "Do you think I am worried about you? I am worried that your hungry Liushen Wuzhu will affect your work. Don't delay the treatment of the patients."

Han Chunmeng sucked the yogurt box squeaky, so she could not even take the taste. She only ate liquid food for several days. She was hungry and secretly wiped her tears. Seeing that the food in front of Song Xi was about to be thrown away, she stared. ,"What are you doing?"

Song Xi replied: "I'm full, pack things up."

Han Chunmeng frowned and said, "Look, you see that your dishes haven't moved!"

Song Xi asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

Han Chunmeng nodded subconsciously, then shook his head violently.

Song Xi said, "What you said is a crime of wasting food. If you don't help me bear it, I will commit a crime again today."

Han Chunmeng straightened his waist, his eyes were firm, and he resolutely said: "Don't tempt me!"

Song Xi said slowly: "You only eat vegetarian food, you only have one or two meals, and you won't get fat at all. Feeding lion heads to the puppies in the backyard of the hospital is not wasted."

Han Chunmeng's eyes waved slightly.

Song Xi gave a final blow, "No matter how hungry you are, your face won't look good. I have to go to Qi Wei tomorrow."

When Han Chunmeng heard the words, he immediately looked nervous, touched his face and asked, "Ah? Is my face bad?"

Song Xi nodded, Han Chunmeng immediately pulled out the small mirror from his bag, took another photo from the left, and finally frowned, "This **** meat is not thin, but his complexion is getting faster!"

After all, she put away the small mirror, pulled the tray in front of Song Xi, and ate without hesitation.

Song Xi's lips curled up, revealing her first smile today.

She was still a little worried about George Sheng. She hadn't been in contact since she separated yesterday, so don't be surprised.

After thinking about it, Song Xi suddenly said, "You eat first, I'll make a call."

Han Chunmeng finally tasted the salty and light taste, without lifting his head, "Go."

Song Xi walked out of the canteen, stood by the unmanned safe passage, took out his mobile phone and called Yuan Bao.

The phone rang only twice and was connected, and Yuan Bao's voice came from the phone: "Miss Song."

Song Xi was a little nervous, but his tone was as usual: "Yuan Bao, I'm sorry to disturb you, I want to ask, is George Sheng okay?"

The words have been spoken, so Song Xi regrets it. She knows that calling Yuan Bao rashly like this is not the best way, but she wants peace of mind. No matter what George Sheng is, she doesn’t want to keep thinking about it and get into the operating room. Somewhat distracted.

Yuan Bao heard this, paused for two seconds, and then said, "Are you looking for Brother Sheng for anything?"

Song Xi said, "It's nothing, I sent him a text message, but I haven't contacted him yet." I was worried that something was going on with him.

Yuan Bao replied: "Brother Sheng is in the company and should still be in a meeting. I'm going to find him now, can I help you with the conversation?"

Song Xi quickly smiled and replied: "Thank you, no, then you are busy, I won't disturb you."

Hanging up the phone, Song Xi didn't think about it, but said that George Sheng had a job in the company, and he was too busy to get away.

Yuan Bao drove to Haiwei and took the elevator to the top-level president's office. As soon as he appeared, the male assistant greeted him, "Mr. Joe should still be resting."

Yuan Bao said: "I know, we just called."

Entering the president's office, in the huge space, Yuan Bao walked straight through the corridor to the left. On the left is George Sheng's private lounge area. Yuan Bao knocked on the door and heard a voice: "Come in."

Pushing the door and entering, there is a big space inside. George Sheng leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested his mind. Yuan Bao was nothing nonsense. He said directly: "I just contacted Ye Hongjin’s secretary, and he said Ye Hongjin I just came back from a business trip. I am not sure if I will be free tomorrow, but I know that Ye Hongjin will leave again the day after tomorrow. This time I went to another place, and it will take at least a week to return."

George Sheng didn't speak, Yuan Bao walked aside, put beans in the coffee machine, and said: "Lying down and not sleeping is different from playing cards all night. You are not like Chang Jingle and the others. They just find a place after playing cards. You can make up for a good night's sleep. You will have two meetings in the morning, and you will play badminton with Old Man Han later. I asked you to leave last night."

George Sheng still didn't speak. In fact, he came in from Yuan Bao. He did that move and didn't move.

Yuan Bao said to himself: "Oh, by the way, Song Xi called me on the way I was just now."

George Sheng closed his eyes, and the eyeballs under his eyelids moved lightly.

"She asked me if there was anything wrong with you. She said she had sent you a text message. You didn't reply. I didn't say you played cards all night and said something happened to your company."

George Sheng's thin lips opened, and he finally said, "How about I play cards all night?"

Yuan Bao smiled, "I can't do anything. I'm afraid she will ask you for help if something happens. If you say that you don't help, it's fine because the card game didn't come back? That's not good."