Life With You

Song Xi couldn't control her emotions. It took more than three seconds before she slowly raised her head from George Sheng's arms. In fact, she was not sure about the direction of the sound. She just instinctively turned her head to look to the right. Through her blurred vision, she saw A familiar figure stood not far away, it was Tong Hao who showed no surprise.

Tong Hao was indeed not surprised, or in other words, the surprise had passed, and now he could only stare.

Song Xi was indeed too tired. She worked for more than ten hours in a row. She regretted that she could not save her colleagues' lives. She burst into tears. Just mentioning any one item was enough to make her exhausted. So her brain reacted, but her body was delayed. Without moving, he still held both sides of George Sheng's coat with both hands, standing very close to him, which at first glance seemed to be in his arms.

He knew it very well in his heart and kept saying it was over, but Song Xi couldn't move back.

Finally, it was George Sheng who broke the strange silence between the three of them. He looked at Tong Hao, opened his thin lips, and said in an extremely calm tone: Do you have any paper?

Tong Hao glanced at Song Xi, whose face was full of tears, then turned and entered the hotel.

Song Xi finally came to his senses, let go of George Sheng's coat, took a step back, and asked in a muffled voice: What should I do?

George Sheng lowered his head and stared at her: What should I do?

Song Xi sniffed and raised his hand to wipe his face. George Sheng frowned slightly: Waiting for the paper, where are you wiping it?

Song Xi raised his hands and stopped.

At this moment, Tong Hao also came out of the hotel, holding a whole pack of paper towels in his hand, came to Song Xi and George Sheng, and handed the paper towels to Song Xi.

Song Xi lowered his gaze slightly: Thank you.

She took the paper and walked a little further away to blow her nose.

Tong Hao said to George Sheng in his usual voice: Just the two of you coming to eat?

Yuan Bao had already told George Sheng that he had told Tong Hao about the two getting the certificate first, so George Sheng was not surprised by Tong Hao's calmness. After saying huh, he asked as usual: Why are you alone? ?Who did you come with?

Tong Hao said his name: It's too noisy in there, come out and smoke a cigarette.

After saying that, he looked at Song Xi's back in front of him: What's wrong with her?

George Sheng replied with two words: Tired.

These two words with such profound meaning will instinctively remind people of the ambiguous aspect.

Tong Hao didn't answer immediately because Song Xi took the paper and pulled it back. She couldn't hide forever.

The three of them stood at the door and said a few words. Tong Hao took the initiative and said, It's too cold. You go in first and I'll smoke a cigarette.

George Sheng and Song Xi entered the restaurant and went to the private room. They stayed there until George Sheng finished ordering and the clerk went out to close the door. Then Song Xi said impatiently: Tong Hao didn't ask you why we went out to eat together in the middle of the night, right?

After saying that, without waiting for George Sheng to answer, she thought of a countermeasure: Just say that I called you to come out and ask you about the recruitment of Changning Hospital.

George Sheng raised his eyelids and landed on Song Xi's face that was eager to cover up. He remained calm and replied: What do you have to ask? He knows about our relationship.

Ah? Song Xi's rabbit-like red eyes stared, obviously not knowing when they were exposed.

George Sheng didn't explain much. He just said teasingly: Looking at your guilty conscience, how can you still go to the operating table if your mental quality is so poor?

Song Xi really couldn't hear the word operating table now. When she heard it, she thought of Xu Ying. In fact, Xu Ying's rescue time was very short. She could have been declared dead in less than five minutes, but neither she nor the deputy doctor wanted to give up. , the two of them continued to perform cardiac resuscitation with great physical exertion. When she lost her strength, she assisted the doctor. Everyone cried Xu Ying's name while shedding tears.

Song Xi didn't want to think about that scene again.

Now she just recalled it a little bit, and there was another mist in front of her eyes.

Seeing this, George Sheng said: You are just a doctor, not a god.

Song Xi took out a piece of paper to wipe her tears and said in a low voice, I know.

George Sheng said: If you know it, don't get into trouble anymore. She won't come back to life just because of how many tears you shed.

He didn't want to see her cry. Seeing her cry, he couldn't help her wipe it, let alone hold her and say something more caring, he could only be rational and blunt.

Sure enough, Song Xi replied in a muffled voice: If it's not uncomfortable, then there won't be so-called 'internal injuries' in this world, then we doctors can really become gods. As long as the external injuries are cured, people will no longer feel pain.

If this had been left in the past, when he had coaxed her with good intentions and she still criticized him, George Sheng would have made a fool of himself and taught her how to speak, but now for some reason, he actually swallowed it silently and even said: Do you want me to find a few people to cry with you?

Song Xi instantly imagined the scene. She was sitting in the middle, surrounded by a circle of people. When George Sheng gave an order, everyone started to cry.

It was obviously a very sad thing, but when it came to his mouth, Song Xi couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

George Sheng's cold humor is not something ordinary people can get, but Song Xi's laughter is also unconventional, so he is serious, and she can also enjoy it.

She took out a piece of paper, wiped her tears, and wanted to blow her nose, but George Sheng was there...

Seeing her getting up, George Sheng asked, Where are you going?

Song Xi said: Bathroom.

George Sheng said: If you want to blow your nose, just blow it. There were no outsiders.

He exposed it bluntly, and Song Xi was immediately embarrassed and replied: I'll go do something else.

What else can I do in the bathroom? Fortunately she could say three other words.

George Sheng's lips curled up, half-smiling but not smiling.

Song Xi quickly carried the tissues and went out.

When she came back, there was a circle of small baskets on the table, and each basket was filled with exquisite snacks. George Sheng took her to eat Subang cuisine. Subang is famous not only for its food, but also for its snacks. .

Song Xi sat down, and George Sheng picked up the chopsticks and said, Eat.

Song Xi was still in a dull mood, but she was not a negative person after all. As George Sheng said, she tried her best.

After nagging about George Sheng for so long, she understood the principle of stopping at the right time.

Song Xi put a piece of crabapple cake on the plate, lowered his head and ate it in small bites. George Sheng didn't say anything, stretched out his hand to push the turntable, picked up a piece of money square cake, and said: He has the fruit honey cake here. not bad.

Song Xi raised his head and saw the honey cake placed directly opposite him. It was not there just now.

After tasting several snacks in succession, Song Xi said, You really like sweets.

George Sheng replied calmly: Eating sweets makes you feel good.

Song Xi asked casually: Are you in a bad mood?

George Sheng said: It was pretty good originally.

The implication is obvious.

Song Xi said aloud: Then let's both eat more.

George Sheng originally ordered it for her, but she came to ask him why he was in a bad mood.

George Sheng lowered his gaze and suddenly remembered that she had once asked a classic question: Do you like watching your family quarrel?

Fortunately, she prided herself on being smart, but in his opinion, she seemed to be mentally retarded.