President, give me back my body!

Country F, City Z.

Here is a temperate marine climate, the temperature difference is not large throughout the year, very suitable for living.In addition, the blue sky, stretches of plains and grasslands, and almost no polluted air made this place once rated as one of the most beautiful places in the world.

The Song family's manor here is located in the suburbs, and their usual life is more leisurely and comfortable.

Early in the morning, Song Ping directed his servants to clean up the whole house, except for the grass, and trimmed the flowers and trees in the lawn.

"Hurry up, be careful, today is the master's birthday, and there will be guests coming later, no one is allowed to make a mistake!" Song Ping was patrolling the yard while staring at the servants who were working.

"Yes, Steward Song."

The servants next to him responded and worked harder at their work.

After walking back and forth several times, he raised his wrist to look at the watch in his hand, and then Song Ping turned and walked in.He went straight into the kitchen, "Master is about to wake up, how is breakfast ready?"

"It's already being prepared, and it will be on the table at 07:30." The chef who was preparing stopped what he was doing, and replied respectfully to Song Ping.

"En." Song Ping nodded, then turned and left the kitchen.

Such conversations happen every day at seven o'clock in the morning.Song Ren, chairman of Lao Song, has a habit of getting up at 07:30 every morning, starting Tai Chi at [-]:[-], and having breakfast on time at [-]:[-].Over the years, nothing has changed.

Song Ping went up to the second floor and came to the door of Song Ren's bedroom.

He reached out and knocked, "Master, it's six fifty, change it."

"En." Song Ren's clear voice came from the room immediately.Then, there was the sound of the door being opened.

Song Ping looked at Song Ren in front of him, a little surprised.Today's master seems to be waking up earlier than before. In the past, when he was called at this time, he would just wake up. Then, he would wash and dress, and he would not open the door until 10 minutes later.

"Master..." Song Ping called Song Ren with worry in his voice.

Because Song Ren in front of him had faint blue eyes, and his mental state was not very good.It seems that I really didn't sleep well last night.

The old man is getting older, and his health is not as good as before, and some bad habits in his youth have caused him to suffer a lot now, which has caused him to pay much attention to health preservation now.The affairs of the group and the family have long been left to his son Song Huaijin, and he himself has always seldom worried about anything.Going to bed early and getting up early has always been a very regular and healthy diet, and he does Tai Chi for 25 minutes every morning, which can also be seen in his health preservation.

But now, he didn't sleep well, which is not a small matter.

"Are you feeling unwell again? I'll call the family doctor?" Song Ping said eagerly.

It is not auspicious to call a family doctor on your birthday.

But he has been the housekeeper of the Song family for decades, and has been with Song Ren for decades, so he is naturally very loyal.Now that Song Ren is not in good condition, he is even more anxious, so he naturally doesn't have those particularities and concerns.

"I'm fine." Song Ren opened his mouth, his face as serious as ever.

"But..." Song Ping wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth under Song Ren's slightly frowning brows.

Knowing that it is useless to say anything more, the master does not want to see a doctor, that is, he does not want to see a doctor.I had no choice but to sigh softly in my heart, then reached out to support Song Ren, and went down the stairs.

After going down the stairs, he helped Song Ren to the backyard.Song Ren usually does Tai Chi in the backyard when he gets up early.

But as soon as he arrived in the backyard, he felt that Song Ren, who was supported by him, stopped.

"Master?" Song Ping called out again.

But I heard Song Ren sighed slightly, "Forget it, I won't fight today, I don't have much energy, and I don't have much energy." He did stay up late last night, and almost didn't sleep all night.Woke up this morning with a dull pain in the head and fatigue all over the body.

"Master." Song Ping became even more worried, "Why don't you let me contact the family doctor?"

Song Ren looked at the flowers and plants in the backyard, and shook his head, "No, I still know about my own body." When Song Ren said this, his posture was as improved as ever, and his eyes were as if he hadn't changed for many years perseverance.

Seeing him like this, Song Ping sighed silently again.She no longer spoke to persuade him, but was more careful while holding his hand, and kept her eyes on Song Ren's expression all the time.

The old man is getting older, everything is fine, but he is becoming more and more stubborn.This temper, but the current young master is exactly the same as him.I don't know if it's good or not.

He helped Song Ren to the living room and sat down. Then Song Ping bent down and asked again: "Then today, shall I ask the chef to advance the breakfast time?"

"No need." Song Ren waved his hand. "Turn on the TV, connect to Hua Guo's channel, and watch the morning news."

"Hey." Song Ping responded and turned on the TV.

Watching the news from the country of Hua is also one of Song Ren's habits that he hasn't changed in so many years in country F.

Even when he was sitting on the soft sofa, Song Ren did not relax at all, and did not lean on the sofa like other old people of the same age.He was dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, which made him lean and straight.

Listening to the familiar Chinese language in his ears, as well as the domestic economic situation broadcast, Song Ren closed his eyes, as if he was listening attentively, or he seemed to be tired and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

Not long after, the gate bell of the manor was rang.

The servant opened the door in response, and when he saw the visitor, he immediately smiled, bowed down and greeted in F Mandarin respectfully, "Mr. Charles, good morning."

The visitor was dressed in a brown windbreaker, and his slender figure looked more like a tall and straight pine and cypress.Wearing a brown sun visor, under the sun visor, there are golden curly hair, deep facial features, fair skin and blue eyes like the blue sky.

And behind him, followed by two young men who looked equally young and a jeep.

"Good morning. Is Mr. Song awake? Is it convenient for me to visit now?" He took off his hat, put it on his chest, and greeted the servants who greeted him with his usual gentlemanly demeanor. .The voice is also very nice and magnetic.

The maid who opened the door was obviously very pleased with his handsome appearance and polite gentleman behavior, and the smile on his face became brighter, "I woke up early in the morning. Mr. Charles, please wait a few minutes, I will tell you Steward Song, ask him if Mr. Song is convenient to see you now."

Charles nodded, still smiling politely.Then, he stood at the door and waited with peace of mind.

The servant trotted all the way in and told Song Ping.

Seemingly noticing the movement of Song Ren and his servant at the door of the living room, Song Ren, who was listening to the news attentively, opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Song Ping and his servant who were still talking, "What's wrong?"

His question made Song Ping, who was still talking, stop, and asked Song Ren directly, "Master, Mr. Charles is visiting outside the door, do you want to see him now?"

The question was like this, but Song Ping probably knew that he would not hear a negative answer.