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Seeing Song Bai's pitiful appearance, Pei Heming completely gave up the idea of ​​teaching him a lesson.

Forget it, Song Bai didn't do this on purpose, let alone the one who suffered the crime was himself.

Pei Heming sighed, and lightly rubbed Song Bai's head twice, "Just be more careful next time."

Song Bai nodded, "I don't dare to be so arrogant again."

Probably because he vomited just now, Song Bai felt dizzy.

Just when Song Bai was thinking about whether to sleep, he suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom.

Song Bai felt sorry for Pei Heming, and he didn't want to trouble the other party anymore, so he wanted to bear it for a while before talking.

It's a pity that people have three urgencies, and they can't be tolerated if they want to.

In order not to pull it on his pants, Song Bai could only endure his embarrassment, tugged at Pei Heming's sleeve and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Because the doctor had explained it before, Pei Heming was not surprised by this.Thinking of Song Bai's thin skin, he deliberately comforted the other party: "The doctor said that you have acute gastroenteritis, vomiting and diarrhea are normal, don't have a psychological burden."

The truth is clear, but Song Bai still feels embarrassed.

Especially when Pei Heming picked him up and the two inadvertently looked at each other for a few seconds, Song Bai's sense of guilt reached its peak.

Song Bai pursed his lips, and looked apologetically at Pei Heming, "Why don't you put me down, I should be able to walk by myself."

Hearing this, Pei Heming frowned slightly, "You are sick now, be honest."

In order to make Song Bai obedient, Pei Heming hugged the person with his left hand, and patted the other person's butt with his right hand.

Song Bai was dumbfounded, and didn't recover until he entered the bathroom.

In the end, Pei Heming couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed twice tactically to remind the other party.

Song Bai blinked as if waking up from a dream, and under the urging of the pain in his stomach, his face flushed and he said: "Pei Heming, you can go out now."

Pei Heming nodded, "I'll wait for you outside, call me if you need anything."

Song Bai felt embarrassed, "No need, I just have acute gastroenteritis, not a broken leg."

Pei Heming ignored Song Bai, and walked out of the bathroom on his own, like a tall and straight pine tree standing outside the door.

Song Bai was sitting on the toilet, and he could vaguely see a shadow through the glass, so he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

It seems that Pei Heming is watching him poop...

Song Bai bit his lip, wanting to keep Pei Heming away, but also afraid that the other party would think he was making a fuss out of a molehill.

After struggling for a while, Song Bai silently turned his head to look elsewhere, intending to keep out of sight and out of mind.

As long as he doesn't look at Pei Heming, he can treat him as non-existent.

Song Bai comforted himself.

After about 5 minutes, Song Bai stood up holding his stomach, his face was a little uglier than before.

Song Bai opened the door, and as soon as he walked out, Pei Heming pulled him into his arms and asked, "Why did you look so ugly?"

At the end, Pei Heming said again: "Extremely stretched?"

Song Bai shook his head and said, "Not to this extent."

Because there are too many examples of Song Bai being aggressive, Pei Heming has doubts about this answer, "Really? Don't lie to me."

Song Bai twitched the corners of his mouth, his voice was full of helplessness: "Really, I lied to you and there is no food to eat."

Pei Heming thought for a while, and decided to call a doctor to check Song Bai's body.

After making up his mind, Pei Heming bent down, picked him up horizontally, and strode towards the bed.

Song Bai raised his eyes, his gaze touched Pei Heming's tense jaw, he suddenly became nervous for some reason.

He always felt that Pei Heming was not very happy...

However, Song Bai was put on the bed before he got tangled up and asked if he should ask.

Before Song Bai could react, a bell suddenly rang in his ear.

Turning his head to look, it turned out that Pei Heming rang the calling bell on the bedside.

Song Bai showed doubts on his face, "Why did you call the doctor?"

Pei Heming lowered his eyes, his brows and eyes were filled with worry, "I'm not at ease, I want the doctor to come and have a look."

Song Bai was stunned for a few seconds, "This is too much of a fuss, I'm really fine."

Although Song Bai was refusing, it didn't prevent him from feeling sweet in his heart.

Pei Heming cared about him so much, it must be a lie to say that he was not moved.

When Song Bai's mood was turning back and forth, Pei Heming frowned.

There is no other reason, Song Bai is really too stubborn.

Pei Heming felt that it would be impossible to let the situation develop, so he didn't take Song Bai's refusal to heart.

About 2 minutes later, the attending doctor arrived with two nurses.

As soon as he entered the door, the doctor asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Mr. Song?"

According to Song Bai's situation, Pei Heming replied truthfully: "His diarrhea is a bit serious. When he just came out of the bathroom, even his lips were bloodless."

Hearing this, the doctor thought to himself, acute gastroenteritis is like this.

However, she dared not say that to Pei Heming.

Because she discovered that this Mr. Song is like a gem in Pei Heming's heart.

If she dared to tell the truth, the other party would definitely feel that she was perfunctory.

Thinking of this, she began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "President Pei, Mr. Song's physique may be weaker than ordinary people. I suggest you find a chef who can make medicinal food to supplement him."

Hearing this, Pei Heming considered the feasibility of this suggestion, "I see."

At the end, Pei Heming was still a little worried and asked, "Are you sure you don't need to do another inspection?"

The doctor replied: "In theory, it is not necessary. If you are really worried, the hospital can meet your needs."

"But from my personal point of view, this inspection is really unnecessary."

"Firstly, the result is not very biased, and secondly, Mr. Song suffers."

Pei Heming pondered for a moment, rubbed his fingertips and replied: "If this is the case, then let's not check for now."

Noticing that the doctor was relieved, Pei Heming added specifically: "If there is anything else, I will call you again."

The doctor nodded, "If there's nothing else, we'll go first, there are other things to be busy."

Pei Heming nodded slightly, "Okay."

After the doctor left, Pei Heming sat by the bed and continued to guard Song Bai.

After about 10 minutes, Song Bai tugged Pei Heming's sleeve again and said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Similar scenes appeared several times, and Pei Heming didn't dare to close his eyes.

The only good news is that Song Bai's situation gradually improved.

From the beginning, I had to go every ten minutes, and it became only once every ten minutes.

In the middle of the night, Song Bai didn't have diarrhea anymore, but his stomach still hurt a little.

After tossing and tossing for so long, the two were sleepy.

Song Bai raised his eyes, looked at Pei Heming's drowsy but struggling face, and couldn't help suggesting: "Why don't you go to sleep with the nursing bed, I should be fine."

Pei Heming wanted to sleep very much, but he was worried about Song Bai, so he suppressed his drowsiness and refused, "I'll sleep when I go home tomorrow."

Song Bai tried to persuade him several times, but found that Pei Heming still had no intention of letting go, so he stopped insisting.

Forget it, Pei Heming was so stubborn that he couldn't hold back ten bulls, so he better stop trying to persuade the other party.

Song Bai pursed his lips, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

As for Pei Heming, he continued to watch the night.

When Song Bai woke up, his eyes touched Pei Heming's bloodshot eyes, and his heart ached very badly.

But before he could speak, Pei Heming came over and asked, "How do you feel?"

Song Bai replied: "It should be almost better, I basically don't feel any stomach pain."

Pei Heming called the doctor and asked her to examine Song Bai.

After confirming that Song Bai was fine, Pei Heming took the ancestor to the car home.

On the way, Pei Heming recalled the doctor's suggestion, and asked tentatively: "Song Bai, I want to find you a cook who can cook medicinal food, but your house is too small. He can't live at home, would you like Don't want to change your place of residence?

Song Bai was startled, "As long as it's not Mingyue Villa."

Pei Heming originally thought that it would take a lot of work to convince Song Bai.

Who would have thought that as soon as he made a suggestion, Song Bai would accept it.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't live in Mingyue Villa, anyway, he has a lot of real estate.What's more, this is only a temporary residence, and the renovation of the set according to Song Bai's preferences has already started.

After the decoration was completed, he and Song Bai moved in.

Because Song Bai was unexpectedly easy to talk, Pei Heming could be said to be quite happy, with smiles on the corners of his brows and eyes.

Just do it, Pei Heming first took Song Bai back to the original residence, and then asked his subordinates to contact the housekeeping company to clean the inside and outside of the villa under his name.

In the evening, he and Song Bai moved into this villa.

In addition to the two of them, the villa also has a housekeeper, a servant, and a chef who is good at cooking various cuisines but is better at cooking.

Song Bai was sitting on the sofa, watching everyone busy, glanced at the people beside him and joked, "With them, you don't have to cook anymore."

Pei Heming chuckled, "If you want to eat the food I cook someday, I will still do it."

Song Bai raised his eyebrows and didn't answer any more.

Knowing that the chef has started to work, Song Bai couldn't help but start to look forward to his portion of the medicinal meal.

This stuff doesn't sound very tasty. I wonder if the master chef can make it better.

If it is difficult to swallow, he will definitely find an excuse to push it away.

But... Pei Heming probably will keep a close eye on him.

Thinking of this, Song Bai couldn't help worrying about his future.

If he eats medicinal food every day, and the food is particularly unpalatable, then his life is really no fun at all.

Half an hour later, the servants came out of the kitchen with dishes one after another.

Song Bai's gaze followed them all the time.

As a result, after looking around, he still didn't find his medicinal diet.

This made Song Bai couldn't help guessing, could it be that today's time is too hasty, and the master didn't cook the medicinal food?

When the last dish was served, Song Bai was distracted by the small casserole.

The moment the servant lifted the lid, Song Bai only felt a strange fragrance rushing towards his face, which made him subconsciously inhale.