Life With You

After sending the text message, it was like nothing happened. Until Song Xi sat in the taxi, she still didn't get a reply.

It's not that she didn't think of calling him to ask, but Song Xi was afraid that George Sheng was busy with work, so she called him rashly... appearing to make a fuss.

After the moment of impulse had passed, Song Xi calmed down and couldn't help but ask himself, had George Sheng promised to go home every day?

He didn't.

Did he promise to say hello to her in advance if he didn't come back?

nor.

They are independent individuals. If they hadn't taken medicine together recently, even if they were under the same roof, they would be like strangers... to be clear, enemies.

Taking a breath quietly, Song Xi secretly advised herself to calm down. Her relationship with George Sheng was not to the point where she was worried about him.

With this in mind, Song Xi went to work as usual when she arrived at the hospital. Before entering the operating room, she looked at her mobile phone. One operation lasted an hour and a half. The first thing she did after coming down was to look at her mobile phone. The screen was empty. Her beautiful There is nothing strange about his face, but he is depressed deep down in his heart. Why should he worry about it?

During lunch, Song Xi had two meat and two vegetables in front of him. Han Chunmeng only had a cup of aloe yogurt in her hand. Staring at the lion head on Song Xi's plate, Han Chunmeng muttered secretly.

Song Xi raised his eyelids and asked, What are you mumbling about?

Han Chunmeng's eyes were green with hunger, and she replied in a low voice: I lied to myself, I drank broth, black-bone chicken stewed with red dates, I'm not hungry at all, I feel so good...

Song Xixiao looked helpless, I asked you to lose weight and eat less, but I didn't ask you to go on a hunger strike. How can you do this by eating porridge and yogurt?

Han Chunmeng said: Why not? I have lost five pounds.

Song Xi said: Don't deceive yourself. Your five kilograms are all water. As long as you touch the carbohydrates a little bit, they will immediately rebound twice as much, and then...

Before she finished speaking, Han Chunmeng immediately stared, That's enough for you! After saying that, she immediately slumped down again, Don't force me to speak loudly, I feel dizzy.

Song Xi rolled his eyes, Do you think I'm worried about you? I'm worried that your hunger will affect your work, so don't delay the patient's treatment.

Han Chunmeng sucked the yogurt box until it made a squeaky sound, barely losing the taste. She only ate liquid food for several days in a row. She was so hungry that she secretly wiped her tears. Seeing that Song Xi was about to throw away the food in front of her without even touching it, her eyes widened. ,What are you doing?

Song Xi replied: I'm full, let's pack our things.

Han Chunmeng frowned and said, Look, you didn't even touch the food!

Song Xi asked: Do you want to eat?

Han Chunmeng nodded subconsciously, then shook his head violently.

Song Xi said: As you said, wasting food is a sin. If you don't help me bear the responsibility, I will commit a crime again today.

Han Chunmeng straightened her back, looked resolutely, and said resolutely: Don't tempt me!

Song Xi said slowly: You only eat vegetarian dishes and only one tael of rice, so you won't get fat at all. You feed the lion head to the puppies in the backyard of the hospital, and nothing is wasted.

Han Chunmeng's eyes were slightly shaken.

Song Xi gave him the last blow, If you continue to be so hungry, your face won't look good. You have to go see Qi Wei tomorrow.

When Han Chunmeng heard this, she immediately looked nervous, touched her face and asked, Ah? Do I look bad?

Song Xi nodded, and Han Chunmeng immediately took out a small mirror from his bag, took another photo, and finally frowned and cursed: This damn meat is not thin, but it makes your complexion look faster!

After saying that, she put away the small mirror, grabbed the tray in front of Song Xi, and ate without hesitation.

The corners of Song Xi's lips raised, revealing her first smile today.

She was still a little worried about George Sheng. She had not been in contact with him since they separated yesterday, so there was no real accident.

After thinking about it, Song Xi suddenly said: You eat first, I'll make a phone call.

Han Chunmeng finally tasted the salty taste and said without raising her head, Go ahead.

Song Xi walked out of the cafeteria, stood by the unmanned safe passage, took out his mobile phone and called Yuan Bao.

The phone only rang twice before it was answered, and Yuan Bao's voice came from the phone: Miss Song.

Song Xi was a little nervous, but his tone was as usual: Yuanbao, I'm sorry to disturb you. I want to ask, is George Sheng okay?

Song Xi couldn't help but regret the words she had spoken. She knew that calling Yuan Bao so rashly was not the best way, but she wanted peace of mind. No matter what happened to George Sheng, she didn't want to keep thinking about it and end up in the operating room. Somewhat distracted.

When Yuan Bao heard this, he paused for two seconds and then said, Do you have anything to do with Brother Sheng?

Song Xi said: It's nothing. I sent him a text message, but I haven't contacted him yet. She was worried that something was wrong with him.

Yuanbao replied: Brother Sheng is in the company and is probably still in a meeting. I'm about to go see him now. Do you want me to take the message for you?

Song Xi quickly replied with a smile: Thank you, no need, then I won't disturb you if you are busy.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi didn't think anything else. He just said that he had work in George Sheng's company and was too busy to leave.

Yuanbao drove to Haiwei and took the elevator directly to the president's office on the top floor. As soon as they appeared, the male assistant immediately greeted him, Mr. Qiao should still be resting.

Yuan Bao said: I know, we just talked on the phone.

Entering the president's office, a huge space, Yuanbao walked straight through the corridor and walked to the left. On the left was George Sheng's private rest area. Yuanbao knocked on the door, and a voice came from inside: Come in.

Pushing the door open, there was a large space inside. George Sheng leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. Yuan Bao didn't talk nonsense and said directly: I just contacted Ye Hongjin's secretary. He said that Ye Hongjin I just came back from a business trip abroad, and I’m not sure yet whether I will be free tomorrow, but I know that Ye Hongjin will leave again the day after tomorrow, this time to another place, and it will take at least a week before he comes back.

George Sheng said nothing, Yuan Bao walked aside, put beans into the coffee machine, and said: Lying down and not sleeping is different from playing cards all night. You are not like Chang Jingle and the others, who just find a place after playing cards. You can catch up on some sleep. You have two meetings in the morning, and you will play badminton with Mr. Han later. I asked you to leave last night but you didn’t leave.

George Sheng still didn't speak. In fact, when he came in from Yuanbao, he just did that and didn't move at all.

Yuan Bao thought to himself: Oh, by the way, Song Xi called me on the way here just now.

George Sheng closed his eyes, and the eyeballs under his eyelids moved slightly.

She asked me if there was anything going on with you. She said she sent you a text message, but you didn't reply. I didn't say that you were playing cards all night and that there was something going on at your company.

George Sheng opened his thin lips and finally said: So what if I play cards all night?

Yuan Bao smiled half-heartedly, I can't do anything. I'm just afraid that if she really has something to ask you for help, just say you won't help, just forget it because she didn't reply after playing cards? It's easy to say but not nice to hear.