The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Yi Rou saw Shen Suihe's unhappy expression as she wished, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Actually, you don't have to be sad. You've already decided to leave Brother Song, so there's no need to worry about this, right?"

Shen Suihe's forehead was covered with cold sweat and his lips were pale.

"It hurts a bit. Are you sure your needle technique is correct?"

Yi Rou was panicked for a moment, then she carefully checked all the silver needles and acupoints, and her heart slowly calmed down.

"What qualifications do you have to doubt me? I am the only heir to the Yao Medical Clinic. My medical skills were taught by my grandfather. How could I make a mistake?"

Shen Suihe looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, I thought your mind was on your brother Song, and I got distracted."

Yi Rou was stubborn and refused to admit her little thoughts.

But she didn't say anything else, but concentrated on treating Shen Suihe.

After Song Nanzhou dealt with the company's affairs, he took time out to hold two meetings.

When Feng Chen rushed back, Shen Suihe's door was closed and there was no sound from inside.

He was about to knock on the door when Yi Rou came out carrying a basin of blood.

"Brother Song, you're back."

When Yi Rou saw Song Nanzhou, she walked over quickly without caring about the blood on her hands.

"Didn't you say you would be back in the afternoon? Why are you back early?"

Song Nanzhou didn't answer her. His eyes were fixed on the blood in the basin, and his voice was trembling.

"Is this all Sui Sui's blood?"

Yi Rou then remembered that she still had to pour out the blood, and fearing that Song Nanzhou would dislike her, she moved the basin back a little.

"It's just a little blood, it's nothing serious."

Song Nanzhou didn't think so. He was eager to enter the room, but Yi Rou stopped him.

"You can't go in now. She's still getting dressed. Men and women shouldn't touch each other."

"Step aside."

Song Nanzhou walked to the door, his legs feeling a little weak.

But Yi Rou wanted to stop him.

"I said you can't go in. It's not convenient for her to see anyone right now."

Song Nanzhou gnashed his teeth in hatred.

Why did he agree to let Yi Rou treat Sui Sui? Why is he so stupid!

"I said, get out of the way!"

The man's tone was cold, and the chill from his body was even worse.

Yi Rou had never seen Song Nanzhou like this before, and she took two steps back in fright.

Just as Song Nanzhou was about to push the door, Shen Suihe, who had packed up, opened the door and walked out.

"What are you arguing about?"

Song Nanzhou took three or two steps forward and held the woman's shoulders, looking nervous.

"Sui Sui, are you okay? Why are you bleeding so much?"

Shen Suihe forced a smile and explained, "It's okay, Yi Rou bled me, not much."

Yi Rou also stood up and said, "Brother Song, do you not believe in my medical skills?"

Shen Suihe tugged at Song Nanzhou, signaling him to say something nice so as not to make Yi Rou really angry.

Now she is the fish and Yi Rou is the knife.

Song Nanzhou looked at Shen Suihe's pale lips and lowered his eyes in compromise.

"Sorry Xiaorou, I was so nervous when I saw so much blood just now."

After hearing the man's apology, Yi Rou's expression didn't look so ugly anymore.

"It's okay, don't do this next time. I was really scared by the way you looked like you were going to eat me."

Song Nanzhou also realized that he was too stressed, which was not good for Shen Suihe.

If Yi Rou gets unhappy and throws a tantrum, he will really regret it.

"The gifts I had prepared have been delivered to your room. When you are done with your work, go take a look. If you find anything you like, just let me know."

When she heard that there was another gift to be received, Yi Rou's little face immediately broke into a smile.

"Brother Song is so polite. I can hardly put down the gift you gave me."

"You should go and have a look first."

Yi Rou nodded, even forgetting to pour out the basin of blood, and trotted back to her room.

Song Nanzhou stared at the basin of blood on the ground with a stern face, feeling a pain in his heart.

He has been so thin due to illness, and now he has to lose so much blood. Damn it!

Shen Suihe reached out and pulled the man over, "Don't look at it. What's so good about blood? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to eat?"

Song Nanzhou held Shen Suihe's thin little hand behind his back, bent down, picked her up and carried her into the room.

"You should rest well now. I have already asked Doctor Yi which tonics you can take. I will add the herbs to your food later. You should eat more. You are too thin."

Shen Suihe was lying on the bed, his eyelids almost drooping.

She was too tired last night, and had acupuncture and bloodletting today, so her body couldn't take it anymore.

"Well, I'm so sleepy..."

Song Nanzhou's heart tightened as he listened to the woman's mumbling.

"Go to sleep, I'll be watching over you."

Looking at the sleeping face of the woman, Song Nanzhou regretted not holding back last night. How could he be so impatient? He really deserved to be beaten!

Soon, several slapping sounds were heard in the house.

......

Time flies by.

Shen Suihe has lived in the Yao Medical Clinic for two whole months.

After receiving traditional Chinese medicine treatment, Shen Suihe either vomited blood or fainted, but his complexion was obviously much better every time he woke up.

Song Nanzhou goes to three places every day: company, home and clinic.

As Shen Suihe was drinking the medicine, she saw the stubble growing on the man's chin and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

"My young master, take care of yourself when you go out. Didn't anyone remind you to go to the company?"

Song Nanzhou was peeling fruit for Shen Suihe at the moment. Seeing her making trouble again, he did not stop her. Instead, he took her little hand and wiped it with his chin pouting.

"I'm waiting for you to help me shave. I've worked so hard for so long, you should give me some reward, right?"

Shen Suihe withdrew his hand and let out a long sigh.

"Yi Rou is very skillful, you can go find her, I am still a patient."

Song Nanzhou put down the fruit and frowned, obviously dissatisfied with what Shen Suihe said.

"Can you say that again."

Shen Suihe raised his head back in fear, "Calm down, put the knife down, it's not okay if I'm wrong."

Song Nanzhou glared at Shen Suihe unhappily, cut the peeled fruit into a bowl, and cleaned up the fruit skins before bringing the fruit plate to her.

"Eat, my little ancestor."

Shen Suihe had just finished taking medicine and his mouth was bitter, so he had a good time eating some fruit to relax.

She inserted a piece and held it to Song Nanzhou's mouth, "A reward for you."

"I don't want this kind of reward. This doesn't count."

Song Nanzhou turned his head away and refused.

Shen Suihe didn't force it and handed it back to his mouth, "If you don't eat it, I will."

But just as she bit one end, Song Nanzhou suddenly moved closer and opened his mouth to bite the other end of the fruit.

"You! Um..."

Song Nanzhou kissed Shen Suihe's lips while eating the fruit.

“That’s the reward.”

Shen Suihe stared at the handsome face in front of him and was about to speak when Song Nanzhou's lips moved closer again.

This time it was just a kiss.

"Say one more word and I'll kiss you."

Song Nanzhou said with a wicked smile.

Seeing that Shen Suihe pursed her lips and really didn't say anything, he sat back contentedly.

When Yi Rou came in, she saw two people in the room eating fruit comfortably, so she walked over and sat down.

On the table, the cherries were washed, the apples were sliced, and even the grapes were cut and placed on the plate.

"Brother Song, are these fruits bought for Sister Suihe?"

Yi Rou felt a little unhappy.

During these two months of getting along, although Song Nanzhou was always kind to her, he was always polite, unlike him and Shen Suihe...