Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

Song Xunnan was going to the seafood cafeteria with the staff to prepare for a feast, while Song Hengxuan had just finished taking the medicine in this life and went downstairs in a daze.

He has been in poor health since the last time he was hospitalized. The doctor told him to recuperate and recover, but he didn't follow the doctor's advice, but ran all over the place.Not long ago, I came home from a rain shower and started to have a high fever. The family doctor has already seen it, but it has not been cured.

At this time, only Song Yuqing and Song Hengxuan were at home in the entire Song family.

Song Yuqing was implicated in Xu Yao's affairs. He pulled out the carrot and brought out the mud. All the messy things before were exposed, and there was a lot of trouble outside.

At this time, he heard Song Hengxuan's voice coming downstairs, and turned his gaze slightly: "If you're not recuperating up there, what are you doing down here?"

"Hungry." Song Hengxuan replied calmly and walked towards the kitchen.

"Mama Wu didn't cook your meal."

Song Hengxuan turned his head to look at Song Yuqing who was on the sofa.

Song Yuqing snorted and laughed: "Don't look at me like that, I didn't know you were at home, and of course Mama Wu didn't know either."

Song Hengxuan didn't believe his words, but he could think that Song Yuqing was tripped up because he didn't let the Song family help him.Song Hengxuan had always looked down on his teasing methods, and was not in the mood to argue with him, so he went straight to the kitchen.

Mama Wu's cooking has always been accurate. She has been cooking in this family for more than ten years. The only thing she missed was the time when Song Xunnan just left. She was not sure about Song Xi's appetite, so she always cooked There are quite a few left.

Song Hengxuan has almost never been in the kitchen. The young master who doesn't stick his fingers to the spring water can't cook at all. It takes half a day just to fumble for ingredients in the kitchen.

He opened the cabinet above his head, and found a lot of Chinese herbal medicines from the inside.Probably because it has been damp for a long time, it has a musty smell, which is very unpleasant.

"What are these?" Song Hengxuan frowned, took down all the piles of things, and sent a letter, as expected, many of them were not well preserved and had long hairs.

He threw away the unusable ones, and planned to talk to Wu Ma about it tomorrow, and he would not throw away these things when they were useless.

When sorting out the sealed bag, a blue post-it note fell out.

The glue on the back is no longer sticky, it is probably placed in the corner together with the medicinal materials, Song Hengxuan didn't notice it at first.

He picked it up and was about to roll it up and throw it into the trash can when he saw the words on it.

"Kudzu root, chrysanthemum, galangal, schisandra... decoction and drink."

"Add honey."

The hand holding the note suddenly trembled.

Song Hengxuan closed his eyes, feeling that the discomfort in his body was getting worse.He swayed, and he stretched out his hand to support the cooking table to barely stabilize himself. His head was lowered, and the expression on his face was covered, making it difficult to see clearly.

After a while, the headache seemed to get worse. Song Hengxuan leaned most of his body weight on the cooking table, holding the rolled-up post-it note in his hand.

This is Song Xunnan's handwriting, he recognizes it.

The medicinal materials above are the recipe for sober soup.

It's true that Song Xunnan didn't go into the kitchen. One day he became interested and learned to make hangover soup for Song Yuqing who often socialized. After being praised by Song Yuqing, he kept making it.

Song Hengxuan also often socialized, so he also drank the hangover soup made by Song Xunnan.It's just that when he drank it for the first time, because the business didn't work out, his expression was a little ugly. Song Xunnan didn't know this, but thought it was because he made it too hard, so he served it to himself in the hangover soup later. With the sweetness of osmanthus honey.

So those three words were specially added for myself.

Song Hengxuan stood quietly in the kitchen, his eyes didn't know where he was staring, sad for no reason.

The entire Song family was quiet, if the lights were not on, it would be no different from a dead house.

But at this time in the past, as long as Song Xunnan was at home, it would not be so deserted.

When he is at home, he can be particularly tossing, and when there are dogs, he will run up and down the stairs to play with each other.After the crossbreed dog passed away, he was alone on the sofa playing video games and watching games, and the table was full of food.He felt noisy at the time and ordered Song Xunnan to lower the decibel.

Song Hengxuan suddenly laughed as he thought about the other party's depression for a week after knowing that his favorite team lost the game.

The kitchen was so quiet that even the slightest laughter could be heard clearly.

Song Hengxuan suddenly realized that he couldn't bear this kind of silence.

People are really strange creatures, and I used to like quietness the most.

Song Hengxuan inexplicably felt his eyes sour and swollen, and there seemed to be moisture at the end of his eyes.

Are you crying?

He raised his hand in a daze, but only touched the hot corner of his eyes.

The tear that was not shed in the future has long been evaporated, and no one cares.

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Song Yuqing watched Song Hengxuan enter the kitchen, looked away without interest, and continued the topic that he hadn't finished talking just now.

【Zhou Wenshu: So you came to me, not because of those things about you? 】

【Song Yuqing: No, it has nothing to do with that. 】

Looking at the message he sent, Zhou Wenshu was puzzled.

He is a veteran actor, with word of mouth and traffic, he can support the box office alone, and he has the right to speak in the entire entertainment industry.A new film star like Song Yuqing would have to practice at least another five or six years before he could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

The manager also knew that he was chatting with Song Yuqing, so he was worried: "Song Yuqing won't really use the favor you owe him to ask you to speak for him, right?"

If this was the case, they would inevitably be covered with mud. If something happened to Song Yuqing in the future, they would be crucified together and scolded. The manager was afraid that Zhou Wenshu would not be able to figure it out.

Zhou Wenshu laughed: "Where are you thinking, even if he really asks me to speak for him, I won't show up. What's more, he just asked me to do a little favor."

It was impossible for Zhou Wenshu to let go of such a bargain if he could take back the favor owed to Song Yuqing with a little effort.

【Zhou Wenshu: Yes, let's say it like this. 】

Song Yuqing wanted to say something, but in the end he deleted and deleted and only sent one word.

[Song Yuqing: Yes. 】

【Zhou Wenshu: What if he asks? 】

[Song Yuqing: Say whatever you want, don't take me. 】

"Do good deeds without leaving a name?" Zhou Wenshu was slightly surprised, "Has he changed his sex?"

Song Yuqing didn't change his gender, he just hasn't figured out how to deal with it.But in any case, it is impossible to appear in front of the other party with such a face.

Half an hour later, netizens discovered that Zhou Wenshu, who usually does not go online except for advertising blogs, reposted an official blog, and attached a 150-word essay praising the app as "good news for patients".

"???? Brother Zhou, if your account has been hacked, just tell me."

"This official blog won't buy followers and buy them on Brother Zhou's head, right?"

"Probably not. Brother Zhou's short essay really fits his tone, so there is no doubt that he is the one who got the account."

"So this is an advertisement? It doesn't look like it seems to be. The app seems to be a public welfare type."

Song Xunnan was eating, and as soon as he put a plate of shrimp on the table, he realized that the employees were looking at him in the wrong way.

"what happened?"

An employee couldn't help asking curiously: "President Song, how did you meet Zhou Wenshu?"

"Zhou Wenshu? That famous actor?" Song Xunnan was more confused than him, "I don't know him."

"Then what happened to this Weibo?"

Song Xunnan took the employee's mobile phone and found that Zhou Wenshu had reposted his company's official blog. It was the "Medical Circle app", which is the semi-public welfare software that collects big data.

"Maybe he really uses it well, don't worry about it, don't waste the free publicity." He returned the phone to the other party, and dismissed the employee who wanted to ask more questions in a few words.

He didn't pay for the advertisement, and he couldn't figure out what Zhou Wenshu meant, but the other party had good intentions, so there was no need to get to the bottom of it.

He turned on his phone, wanting to check the follow-up.

This software of Nanbei Company did not focus on publicity on the Internet. Now that it is surrounded by Zhou Wenshu, its popularity has risen immediately, causing a lot of discussion.

"Have you read Zhou Wenshu's Weibo? I was wondering if there is a similar app like this. It's better than looking for headless flies on the Internet."

"Great! I want to report the unscrupulous and quack doctor Chen Ke of the Second People's Hospital of B City on this app with my real name! I hope I can avoid pitfalls for my fellow patients and don't be harmed by him!"

"I went to download and browsed around just now, and found that there are so many Kabuki syndrome patients like my daughter. It was like finding an organization in an instant. Everyone can build a group in it to cheer together and encourage each other to go on."

"With this, will I be able to know the latest recovery news and the best hospital for my case? Good people will be safe in life, thank you very much."

"Suddenly found that there are only hospitals in city b, can we have more? We want it too!"

"Support! @宋萨南, if you have any technical difficulties, you can tell me, I will help you with such a good thing for free!"

"Yeah, let's have more @宋欣南."

"Husband came out to talk @宋欣南[比心]."

Song Xunnan first answered a series of question marks from the man who called her husband, and then answered them seriously.

[Song Xunnan v: Thank you for your support, and thank you Mr. Zhou Wenshu for your help.We are in contact with hospitals in other prefecture-level cities and will gradually integrate relevant data. Please pay more attention. 】

As soon as he finished replying, everyone discussed it more intensely, and the popularity continued to rise. He even took advantage of Zhou Wenshu's popularity to become a trending search, ranking at No.6.

People eat five grains, birth, old age, sickness and death cannot be avoided. No matter how the times develop, the status of "medicine" will always be the top priority.

Song Xunnan peeled a shrimp and took a bite, and smiled at his cronies sitting at his table, making everyone's hearts tremble.He said in a gentle tone: "Everyone eat well tonight. After eating, start working overtime tomorrow."

"Huh? Why?"

"Boss, how can you squeeze labor like this?"

"I still want to ask for a vacation to go out and play."

"Thanks to the big star Zhou, our products are now on the hot search." He held the phone in his hand and shook it in front of everyone, "It seems that other hospitals around the world will soon be able to follow our lead." Get in touch. With proper authorization, we can do a lot more."

Wen Jinran reacted quickly, his eyes widened suddenly, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Then we can quickly capture the data of the entire medical system?"

"You're thinking beautifully. Our server can't hold such a huge amount of data." Song Xunnan calmed him down with a single sentence.

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up, and she said, "But sooner or later we will replace with a better server."

"By then, will it be possible?"

Everyone started to get excited because of their own expectations.Even with the air conditioner blowing, I still feel hot and hot in my heart, and my blood is boiling.

Song Xunnan didn't deny or admit it, but still had a smile on his face: "Then come to work overtime tomorrow for the sake of your bright future, huh?"

"...Song Xunnan, accept your capitalist face!".w. Please keep in mind:,.