she caused the gods to fall

Shen Daiyi was slightly stunned, her throat was itchy, and she couldn't stop coughing, which woke Song Qingyan up.

Song Qingyan patted her on the back and handed her hot water: "Drink some, moisten your throat."

Shen Daiyi took the water glass and drank the hot water.

At this moment, Shen An also came in from the outside: "Sister, you're awake."

"Ah."

"You had a fever last night, high fever."

Shen Daiyi's mouth was bitter, and the smell of medicine still remained. When she woke up, she realized that she had caused trouble to those around her last night.

"are you hungry?"

Shen Daiyi shook her head.

She has no appetite.

After drinking water, she felt weak and wanted to lie down again.

Song Qingyan put his hand on her forehead, and Shen Daiyi's eyelashes trembled.

Shen An said: "Brother Yan, you didn't have much rest last night, you should go back to your room and sleep."

Shen Daiyi is breathless, was Song Qingyan taking care of her last night?

Song Qingyan looked at Shen Daiyi's listless look and didn't speak.

Shen Daiyi said quickly: "Shen An is enough here."

Song Qingyan hummed and left Shen Daiyi's room.

When he returned to the room, Shen Daiyi sent him a WeChat message: "Thank you for taking care of me."

Song Qingyan: "Have a good rest."

Although Shen Daiyi's fever subsided, her body was still ill.

After Gu Jiazhi learned that her grandmother was still dead, she stayed with Shen Daiyi and enlightened her.

But when a loved one passed away, most of them were digested silently by herself, so she didn't bother her much.

Two days later, Song Qingyan had no choice but to leave Anding and return to Beijing North.

For more than ten days, Song Qingyan had accumulated a lot of things in his hands.

On the day of departure, Shen Daiyi stood in front of the car to see him off: "Song Qingyan, thank you for being with me all this time."

Song Qingyan only said: "I'll wait for you to return to Beijing North."

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Before you know it, in the blink of an eye, the year ends and a new month comes.

It has been almost a month since her grandmother passed away, and Shen Daiyi has been in the country for a long time.

It was her grandfather who promised to go to Beijing for the New Year, so she went back.

After returning to Beijing, the only one who knew besides the family members was Gu Jiazhi.

The two were chatting with each other, and Gu Jiazhi asked, "Did Song Qingyan not contact you during this time?"

Shen Daiyi: "Rarely." She remembered that he had stayed in Anding for more than ten days, about seven or eight days, and he had been calling frequently, "He should be very busy recently."

Gu Jiazhi: "Didn't I mention the agreed marriage to you?"

Shen Daiyi: "No."

Gu Jiazhi: "Then what do you think?"

Regarding this matter, Shen Daiyi already had an answer in her heart.

It's just that Song Qingyan didn't mention it, and she just came back to Jingbei, so she hasn't had a chance to talk to him about it yet.

Shen Daiyi: "I plan to agree to marry him, as a thank you gift for him to accompany me and take care of me after my grandmother passed away."

Gu Jiazhi thought, if Song Qingyan approached with a purpose, he would really make a lot of money.

Shen Daiyi has been back to the north of Beijing for two days, and she took her grandfather to Liu's Medical Clinic this day.

The medical clinic was originally run by grandpa. After he came back, the other doctors were very excited to see him. There is no one who studies Chinese medicine who does not admire grandpa's name.

At noon, grandpa said he wanted to go out for dinner, and Shen Daiyi accompanied him to the restaurant he had been to before.

"Have you contacted Qing Yan when you came back?"

"not yet."

Grandpa took a look at her: "If you don't tell your boyfriend, you won't be afraid that he will get angry with you."

Shen Daiyi: "He won't."

"You don't want a boyfriend?" Grandpa asked again.

Shen Daiyi narrowed her eyes, not knowing what to say.

Grandpa thought she was being embarrassed: "Call him and ask him what he is doing? If you haven't had lunch, come and join us."

Shen Daiyi had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and call Song Qingyan.

On the other end, there were two rings, and Song Qingyan answered it.

For so long, it was the first time that Shen Daiyi took the initiative to call him.

Shen Daiyi hadn't heard his voice for a long time. At this moment, listening to the man's cool voice, her thoughts were slightly in a trance.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Qingyan asked.

Shen Daiyi said, "I'm back in Beijing."

Song Qingyan asked: "When did you come back?"

"It's been two days since I came back." Shen Daiyi narrowed her eyes, her voice was soft: "Song Qingyan, have you had lunch yet?"

Song Qingyan: "Not yet."

Shen Daiyi: "Grandpa said, if you haven't had lunch, come and eat with us."

Song Qingyan: "Send me the address, and I'll go there."

It was chilly, and in about half an hour, a Bentley stopped at the entrance of the restaurant.

Song Qingyan quickly caught Shen Daiyi and the old man sitting by the window.

Shen Daiyi just looked up and saw him.

The two looked at each other.

Shen Daiyi has a white sweater, blue jeans, no makeup, bright and gentle.

It seems to be thinner again.

Song Qingyan thought.He stepped forward and called out to grandpa.

"Qing Yan, here you come, sit down." Grandpa warmly greeted.

Song Qingyan sat down beside Shen Daiyi: "How is Grandpa doing recently?"

"Everything is as usual." He thought about the death of the old woman more than anyone else, and he himself would not live for a few years, and he would go down to accompany her soon.

Shen Daiyi poured him a cup of hot tea: "Song Qingyan, here you are."

Song Qingyan: "Thank you girlfriend."

Grandpa complained again: "You two have been together for so long, why do you still look like a couple who just fell in love?"

Shen Daiyi: "..."

Song Qingyan smiled: "Grandpa, Dai Dai is more likely to be shy and slow."

Shen Daiyi: "?"

She glanced at Song Qingyan, and couldn't help retorting: "I don't have it."

Song Qingyan changed his words: "I remember wrongly, I am more likely to be shy and slow."

Shen Daiyi couldn't say anything more.Anyway, it's good that grandpa didn't see anything.

After Song Qingyan came, it was Shen Daiyi's turn not to have the task of talking with grandpa.

When the dishes were served, she just cared about filling her stomach.

However, her appetite has not been very good since the death of her grandmother.

Song Qingyan kept adding vegetables to her bowl: "Shen Daiyi, you need to eat more."

"Enough is enough, don't pinch it, I can't finish eating." Shen Daiyi muttered.

Why does Song Qingyan like to serve her food so much?

After lunch, grandpa said that he didn't need Shen Daiyi to accompany him anymore, and planned to meet his old friend alone, and let her figure it out.

What else can Shen Daiyi do besides going back to the hospital. , but before going back, she should give an answer about the agreed marriage.

She was so full that she kept belching, even after drinking several glasses of water.

"It's all your fault, I'm so overwhelmed." Shen Daiyi couldn't help complaining.

Song Qingyan patted her on the back: "Is it better?"

Shen Daiyi: "Hi..."

Song Qingyan couldn't help laughing.

In the restaurant, Shen Daiyi took another 5 minutes to stop hiccupping.

She took another sip of water, and then she took the initiative to bring up the matter of the agreed marriage: "I promised you to think about it for a week, but because of grandma, it has been delayed until now. I can marry you and be your Mrs. Song for two years." .”