My Little Happiness

One night Wen Shaoqing knocked on the door, Cong Rong looked at the person standing outside the door from the cat's eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed and opened the door.

Wen Shaoqing raised the USB flash drive in his hand and "borrowed the printer."

Cong Rong frowned, "No."

"Don't you still tell me to print the lawyer's letter?"

"..." Cong Rong paused and turned sideways. "Come in."

Cong Rong is still at a stage where he is uncomfortable with Wen Shaoqing, pointing bluntly to the study, "the printer is there, the computer is on the table, just use it."

However, Cong Rong went to the kitchen to pour Wen Shaoqing a cup of water in order to treat his guests as he could. He knew Wen Shaoqing's voice before the water boiled.

"Lawyer Cong, there seems to be a little problem with your computer. Would you like to take a look?"

"It was fine just now, I have been using it ..." Cong entered the study room dumbly and looked at the computer screen.

There is a pop-up dialog box in the center of the screen, which reads a few words "The other party shakes you", and then there is a slap in the words of Zhong Zhenjiao.

"Ms. Wen was giving a lecture today, wearing a dark blue striped suit. He was so handsome. This was a sneak shot." A few photos appeared in the dialog box.

Cong Rong is now unwilling to appreciate the beauty, he hated the fork in the upper right corner.

Wen Shaoqing shrugged and explained innocently: "It popped up by itself. I glanced conditionedly, definitely not intentionally."

Cong Rong took a deep breath. He was speechless. Who would blame? Just blame Zhong Zhen this fool!

Seeing that she did not respond, Wen Shaoqing moved closer and smiled and asked, "Do you often ask Zhong Zhen for me? Is this his ... daily routine report?"

"Never!" Cong Rong immediately retorted, "I don't know why he sent me this!"

"is it?"

Wen Shaoqing's slightly picky mouth and lightly written tone made Cong Rong feel that he didn't believe it at all. She stroked her forehead. "Quickly print! Ten pieces! Ready for change! After printing, the money went out on the table and brought home! "

After finishing talking, Cong Rong left the study, slammed the bedroom door, and called Master Zhong Zhenxing to blame.

"Zhong Zhen, are you crazy ?! What did Wen Shaoqing wear and do today, what did you send me to see?"

Zhong Zhen remained silent for a few seconds, and then began to scream: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, cousin, I sent the wrong person! I want to send it to another group! That group is all warm from our college. Teacher's **** fan! They make me update every day! Also have pictures! "

The fire in Cong Rong's heart rose up, "Zhong Zhen! Don't let me see you recently!"

Zhong Zhen hung up the phone and squeezed his ears, whispering in his heart: Isn't it wrong? Why is it so atmospheric? Menopause is advanced?

After checking the room the next day, Wen Shaoqing stopped Zhong Zhen, "Give me your phone."

Open the photo album, the latest one was just taken, and it goes forward every day.

Zhong Zhen was guilty.

"What are you doing secretly?" Wen Shaoqing certainly believed in Cong Rong. With his knowledge of Cong Rong, she hadn't been so disturbed.

"I think you probably want to copy the book again, give me a few seconds and let me think about which book is thicker."

Zhong Zhen immediately replied: "Send to my sisters and sisters to exchange snacks and drinks!"

"How many big meals are I on?"

"It's not a few meals ... it's a lot ... it's endless ..."

"So what do you send to your cousin?"

"You accidentally made a mistake, hey, were you seen ?! God, no wonder cousin is so angry! That's bad! She will definitely retaliate against me! Wait, what are you doing at my cousin's house so late? "

"Don't change the topic, don't send it again in the future, and delete all my photos on the phone. If I find it again, I will prepare to copy the" Kangxi Dictionary. "

"Ms. Wen, I am a clinical student. What do I do by copying" Kangxi Dictionary "?"

"Because I want you to stay in the Western medical profession, you can only switch to Chinese medicine."

A few days later, when Cong Rong organized the computer, he saw the photos and suddenly couldn't delete them. He frowned and shut down the computer.

Cong Rong recently received a commission and was so busy that he was dizzy and turned to court. He found out that the party had spoken falsely and provided false evidence. He worked overtime with the assistant to reorganize the court information and returned to the community almost 11 o'clock.

She was dizzy, and when she came out of the elevator, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the corner and rushed at her. Cong Rong hurried back to avoid looking at the back, and after a few steps back, she hit the corner of the head. In the corner of the fire hydrant.

She only felt the severe pain, and her eyes were black for a moment. She lowered her head to cover her forehead and gasped for the vertigo.

A low-spirited male voice came from his ears, and soon his hands got hot, and someone supported her.

Cong Rong looked up and saw Wen Shaoqing, his face nervous, "Let Yirang play with you, is it all right?"

Cong Rong remembered that he was angry with him and pushed him away to prevent him from touching himself. "Don't worry about it."

Wen Shaoqing saw that her tears were about to come down. "Okay, okay, don't be angry. Let me see. A patient fell to his head last week. He thought he was okay. He came here at night and was unconscious. come."

Cong Rong was also afraid, and a big bag appeared in the back of his head. Fearing that it might be a bit cruel, he frowned and relaxed, "Uh."

Let Yichang probably know that he was in trouble and ran away.

Wen Shaoqing held her head with her left hand, and pressed her right hand gently against the swollen bag. "Is dizzy and disgusting? Are things blurred?"

Cong Rong's brows deepened, "No, you lightly, hurt!"

Wen Shaoqing withdrew his right hand, raised his finger and shook it in front of her, "What is this?"

Cong Rong was speechless, "I'm not stupid again!"

Wen Shaoqing moved her head back and forth again and again, "So? Is there any feeling of dizziness or nausea? Tinnitus?"

Cong Rong slowly shook his head, "No, it hurts."

"Does it only hurt where it hits or where does it hurt?"

"This bag hurts."

"Are you sure that Bao Pao is not a headache?"

"... I can't feel it."

Wen Shaoqing withdrew his hand, "Move yourself and say a few more words."

Cong Rong moved a few times and felt much better, "It should be fine."

"Tomorrow I'll go to the hospital for a check." Wen Shaoqing added a casual sentence, "You sleep in my house tonight."

Cong Rong stared at him in amazement, "Why?"

Wen Shaoqing looked back at her calmly, "It's convenient for me to monitor you at any time. In case something goes wrong at night, I will take you to the hospital."

Cong Rong felt absurd, "Don't go!"

Wen Shaoqing ignored her refusal. "It was only when you let a sudden rush out that you bumped into it. As its owner, I have to be responsible for you."

Cong Rong frowned, "You don't have to be responsible."

Wen Shaoqing thought about it, "Then I sleep in your house too."

Cong Rong silently rolled his eyes, "Wen Shaoqing, are you taking advantage of the fire?"

Suddenly, Wen Shaoqing's face was right, "I take a doctor's stand to remind you very seriously that the incident of hitting your head can be large or small. It was okay at the time, which does not mean that it was really okay. The back brain is the junction of the skull and the cervical spine In the brain, the volume here is particularly small. If it is damaged due to injury and bleeding, it will oppress the brainstem. The function of the brainstem is mainly to maintain individual life, including important physiological functions such as heartbeat, breathing, digestion. Once When the brain stem is damaged, the injured person will immediately become comatose and even quickly enter a state of death. The most common cause is sleeplessness. "

Cong Rong looked at him in a serious way, and he felt terrified. "Don't scare me."

Wen Shaoqing looked at her leisurely, "If you know you're afraid, just fine."

Cong Rong was indeed a little afraid, and Wen Shaoqing was not nonsense. She had heard of what he said, and hesitated for a while, "My name is Zhong Zhenlai, he is also a doctor of medicine, and he looks at me the same way."

Wen Shaoqing even spoke very well and nodded in agreement, "Also, then remind him when you call him and let him remember to bring the textbooks and handouts. Let me draw the key points for him first so that he won't be in a hurry when he gives you first aid. Turning over the books, after all, medical books are relatively thick and not easy to find. "

"..." Cong Rong was speechless. Based on her understanding of Zhong Zhen, this situation is entirely possible.

Seeing her still hesitant, Wen Shaoqing took her wrist and walked to her house. "Come on, Attorney Cong, nothing matters. Isn't it important? The corridor is too cold. There is something to say."

Cong Rong struggled a few times, "Really not, I will go to court the day after tomorrow, and I have to work overtime to prepare materials."

Wen Shaoqing didn't let go, "My study is for you."

Cong Rong was pulled into the door by Wen Shaoqing. When he saw the photo wall, he suddenly said: "Where did I let Yiang go? Do you want to find it at this late hour?"

Wen Shaoqing took off his jacket slowly, "don't worry, it will go to a place when it's in trouble. I'll go find it later." Then he entered the kitchen and quickly took out the ice cubes. "You will sit down for a while Overtime, I'll give you a cold compress first, or it will get worse after a while. "

She sat on the sofa with her head lowered halfway. He stood behind her, with the back of the sofa in between. He gently supported her head with one hand, and she could clearly feel the temperature of his fingers.

The two of them did not speak for a while, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Fortunately, Shaoqing Wen quickly put away the ice pack, "Okay."

Cong Rong exhaled with relief, and just wanted to stand up and was held down by Wen Shaoqing. "Wait again, I will massage for you." After that, he walked to the sofa and sat next to Cong Rong, raising two hands and holding one hand. Holding her profile, press one hand behind her head and massage gently with the palm of her hand.

Cong Rong frowned, loosened, frowned, and loosened again, and Wen Shaoqing looked at her, "Does it hurt?"

The two were too close together. Cong Rong didn't know whether it was painful or hot, and a thin sweat quickly appeared on his forehead, his eyes flashing, "Well, the pain is terrible."

Wen Shaoqing relaxed again, "Be patient for a while, it will be all right soon."

He lifted her chin, her eyes could only fall on his face, but she did not dare to look, she could only hang her eyes, "What did you just deceive me?"

"Which sentence?"

"The sentence that won't wake up."

"Every word I say is serious, and a bite from a mosquito may cause death."

Cong Rong was annoyed at once, "Wen Shaoqing!"

"Don't move!" Wen Shaoqing spoke in a calm voice, and explained slowly when she was honest. "You really treat me as a magician? I don't have a fluoroscopic eye. How can I know if there is bleeding in the skull? I'm sure you will be fine. "

Speaking of the last few words, his voice suddenly dropped, hitting her heart hard, and she heard a tremor in her heart. She also knew that she was always impulsive to Wen Shaoqing and pursed her lips, Stop talking.