Life With You

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When only Song Xi and Han Chunmeng were left in the room, Han Chunmeng asked impatiently, Xiaoxi, what's the matter? Ren Shuang still blush?

Song Xi sat at the side, and replied indifferently: No matter how thick-skinned she is, I still have a long awl for her to pierce through.

Han Chunmeng said: I was in the operating room just now, and I heard there was another commotion outside?

Song Xi gave a hmm in a neutral tone.

Han Chunmeng pursed her lips and said, Why do you think there are so many poor people now? They are still children, and their life is so long, but the time given to them is so short. If I have money, I will try my best to help. them.

It would be great if I had money... This sentence was like a magic spell, tightly wrapped around Song Xi's head, so much so that she was thinking about it when she was undergoing the operation.

If George Sheng could come to the hospital, Xinwai would get a special fund of one million, enough to save the little girl outside and many other poor children.

Song Xi really has no money now. After Song Yuanqing's accident, the real estate and bank accounts of the family were sealed. She used to spend as much as she earned, and she had no spare money at all. For diseases such as congenital heart and lung heart, she could do it all at once. At least 80,000 to 90,000 yuan, she has the heart, but she doesn't have the strength.

At this moment, the dean's words came again, you ask Mr. Qiao to come to the hospital for a face-to-face meeting, and the hospital will transfer a special fund of one million yuan to Xinwai.

One million is enough to save a dozen lives.

Human life is at stake, perhaps because of the sense of responsibility of being a doctor, Song Ximing knew that George Sheng would not agree easily, but she still bit the bullet and called him.

This was the first contact between the two after he came to the hospital to see Gu Dongxu that day and scolded her around the corner.

After dialing the phone, Song Xi felt his scalp stand on end when he heard the 'beep' connection sound from inside. He hoped that he would answer, but was also afraid that he would answer.

She was so nervous that she didn't even notice that the screen showed 'on the phone', thinking she was connecting.

George Sheng didn't speak at first, and waited for her to speak. After a while, she didn't speak, and he asked in a low voice, What's the matter?

When he spoke suddenly, Song Xi was really taken aback. She instinctively said, Do you have time to go home for dinner tonight?

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I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Song Xi also frowned secretly on the phone. She originally wanted to say, have you eaten yet? I wanted to discuss something with you when I got home at night, but for some reason, when I opened my mouth, the two sentences merged into one sentence.

Just when she had mixed feelings and didn't know how to hug her back, George Sheng replied indifferently as usual: No.

Song Xi bit the bullet again and asked, Then will you come back tonight?

She hasn't been able to run into him recently, whether at home or away, sometimes she wonders whether he has come back at night.

George Sheng didn't ask any more questions, but said calmly, Yes.

Song Xisheng was afraid that the question would annoy him, so he quickly replied: Okay, then I'll wait for you, I won't bother you anymore, I'll hang up.

She hung up while talking, but she still waited until George Sheng hung up. Looking at the call time of 26 seconds, Song Xi only felt that it would be easier for her to perform surgery than to talk to George Sheng.

After returning home from get off work that night, Song Xi sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for George Sheng, imitating countless times in her mind, what would be the first thing she would say when George Sheng came back later.

You're back?

No, it's not obvious.

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

Not good, what if he thought she was getting impatient?

Song Xi pondered and thought like this, after a while, she looked at the time, she arrived home at eight o'clock in the evening, and now it is ten o'clock, and George Sheng hasn't come back yet.

In the past, before her old Song had an accident, no matter what she wanted to do, she would just say one word. In fact, she understood that those people were trying to save face for Song Yuanqing, but as time passed, it was inevitable that they would get used to the convenience of power.

In the past few months, life has not been talked about like years, but Song Xi has always experienced the taste of the tea being cold before people leave.

Let's just talk about George Sheng, it was agreed that he would come back, Song Xi waited from eight o'clock in the evening until twelve o'clock in the night, and she had to get up early tomorrow morning. Yawning, Song Xi hesitated for a while to go upstairs to sleep, but she never thought of calling him again, not because she lacked the face, but because she lacked the courage.

She has also seen some of George Sheng's temper. She doesn't know how he treats others. To her, it's just hitting the nail on the head. She doesn't need to annoy him, and it's even harder to ask him for help when the time comes.

On the sofa, she went from sitting to reclining, and then just lying down, and she became confused at some point.

While sleeping soundly, she was awakened suddenly by a 'snap'. She trembled all over, and the coffee table in front of her eyes caught her eyes. There was a Bentley car key on the coffee table.

Because she had just woken up, Song Xi's body was still in sleep, and she lay motionless on the sofa, until the rustling sound came from behind, and George Sheng, who was dressed in black, walked across to her, stretched out his hand to untie the tie around his neck, He casually threw it on the sofa and stared at her with a calm expression on his handsome face.

Seeing him, Song Xi quickly propped himself up and sat up, not blaming him for the sudden noise, but looked up at him and asked, Do you have time? I want to discuss something with you.

George Sheng pulled off his tie, and was unbuttoning his shirt again. In the blink of an eye, three buttons were undone, revealing a small piece of honey-colored skin on his chest.

His thin lips parted, and he asked without answering, What time is it?

Song Xizhen glanced at the time and replied, It's just past four o'clock.

George Sheng said: It's so late, I will sleep if you don't sleep.

After speaking, he turned around and was about to go upstairs.

Song Xi got up in a hurry and said, I'll just say a few words, and I won't delay you for too long.

George Sheng didn't look back: Let's talk about it tomorrow.

Song Xi couldn't keep him, and watched his back disappear on the second floor. I was woken up in the middle of my sleep, and now I am completely refreshed. I didn't ask a question I wanted to ask, and spent eight hours on the sofa. When I went back upstairs, it was unprecedented for a person like Song Xi who sleeps so well. insomnia.

Opening his eyes until dawn, Song Xi got up and went to the hospital early, already shedding a layer of skin from George Sheng's scolding in his heart. How could there be such a person? Obviously promised.

Thinking of this, Song Xi was startled. George Sheng only promised her that she would go home, but didn't say what time it was, and didn't promise to listen to what she had to say.

Hey, who is to blame? It's only because of George Sheng's deep routine.

It was not even seven when Song Xi arrived in the lounge, it was very early, a few colleagues on the night shift were changing clothes and were about to leave. chat.

One of them said: Hey, teach me quickly, how can I tell others?

The other said: If you want to ask someone for something, you can't just talk about it, you have to express it?

How do you say it? A gift?

Then it's up to you. Anyway, you can give whatever the other party likes. Wouldn't it be okay to match what they like?

While talking, after changing their clothes, the two said goodbye to Song Xi, Song Xi smiled and watched them go out.