Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

Zhu Yilong was stunned holding the phone, and it took him a long time to realize that Song Nuan deleted him? !He didn't know what was going on in his heart, and it took him half a minute to input Song Nuan's cell phone number and dial. The answer was still the system's cold answer, "The number you dialed is currently in communication."

Unwilling to give up, Zhu Yilong dialed twice, but he was still on the phone.He stopped dialing, and sat in the back seat of the car with a cool heart, silently watching the busy traffic outside the window.

"What's wrong, brother, are you feeling well?" The assistant saw that Zhu Yilong's expression was not very good.

"It's okay, I'm a little tired. I'll borrow your cell phone to make a call. My cell phone is out of battery."

"Ah, oh, here." The assistant remembered that he had charged him just this afternoon, seeing Zhu Yilong's tired expression, he didn't want to ask too many questions, so he handed Zhu Yilong his mobile phone.

Zhu Yilong dialed Song Nuan's cell phone number, and got through immediately. He couldn't help but wry smile, he was indeed blocked, and the phone rang more than a dozen times but no one answered, which is not surprising. When he and Song Nuan were eating together, Song Nuan didn’t answer the calls from the strange number three or four times. According to her, due to depression, she had a phobia of answering the phone and almost never answered the strange number. There was a mobile phone number in Qingdao that called her dozens of times in half a year. This time, she never answered, never hung up, and never blocked. She claimed that she was abnormally lazy.So for such a lazy senior depression patient, what kind of psychology did he block him.

Zhu Yilong breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to hang up and call again, but with a ding, the other side answered the phone.

"Hello, who is it?" Sunny said with a kind smile.

Zhu Yilong was stunned, he had never heard Song Nuan smile so brightly, and for a moment he thought he had made a wrong call.

"Hello, can you hear me?" Song Nuan seemed to be very lively, and her voice was quite loud.

"Oh, it's me." Zhu Yilong finally spoke.

"It's you, hello, Mr. Zhu Yilong." After a short moment of astonishment, Song Nuan immediately greeted him friendly, "Do you have anything to do with me?" Her tone was natural and harmless, and she didn't feel that she had blocked the other party. something is wrong.

Zhu Yilong immediately lost his mood, he didn't know how to speak, and suddenly felt that he was ridiculous.

"Hey, are you listening?" Song Nuan seemed to be running with her mobile phone, and vaguely heard her panting voice, "Sorry, I'm playing outside, the noise is too loud, can you hear me clearly now?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm by the sea, I'm out for a trip."

The seaside, Zhu Yilong was a little jealous, "Is the seaside hot?"

"It's okay, it's just sunburned. Hey, I have some good news for you." Song Nuan was so excited that she couldn't help laughing.

"What a good thing." Zhu Yilong was infected and temporarily forgot the unhappiness just now.

"Ahem. It's a good thing that the sky is falling." Song Nuan held back a smile, "I picked up a big deal and suddenly made a lot of money, so I went to Hong Kong with them to buy Chopard two days ago."

"You are so good, congratulations." Zhu Yilong smiled.

"What the hell are you looking for from me?"

"Oh, I would like to ask you to help confirm Director Zhao's prescription. My mother is getting the medicine in Beijing." Zhu Yilong thought about the business.

"No problem, you can send me the photo on WeChat, cough." Song Nuan probably remembered that she blocked him, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all, "You can use this mobile phone to send me MMS."

Song Nuan didn't mention it, Zhu Yilong certainly wouldn't ask to be friends again, he is a mature gentleman and would never force a woman to do something she doesn't want to do.

Song Nuan quickly sent over the name and dosage of the traditional Chinese medicine prescription. The format was regular and the punctuation was neat, but there was not a single redundant word. Zhu Yilong took a screenshot and sent it to his mobile phone. The car window is in a daze.

"Brother, why don't you rest first?" The assistant saw that Zhu Yilong was not in good condition, and advised him to go home early.

"Go buy medicine and send it home first, and then go eat hot pot." Zhu Yilong said sullenly, took out his phone and began to browse Weibo.

Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy.

When Zhu Yilong came home, Zhu's father was boiling medicine in the kitchen. The whole room smelled of traditional Chinese medicine. He ran behind his father and rolled up his sleeves: "Dad is working hard, what can I do for you?"

Father Zhu had just soaked the newly caught Chinese medicine, and he didn't look back when he heard him come in: "I'm back, are you tired? There is soup for you on the table."

"I can't eat it."

"Are you still working tomorrow?"

"Well, I'll join the team in a few days, and catch up with some announcements."

"I always trouble Little Doctor Song, when you are free, invite her to come to your house for a meal." The medicine was almost cooked, and Father Zhu turned off the fire, and poured out the traditional Chinese medicine to dry.

"Song Nuan is in Gucheng, she won't come." Zhu Yilong was a little disappointed.

Zhu's father put the medicine pot aside and was about to wash it, but Zhu Yilong snatched it over and said, "I'll wash it."

"There must be a time when you come to Beijing. Please come home when the time comes. Speaking of saving your mother, we didn't thank you very much. It's too rude."

"I've been to their house to thank you." Zhu Yilong complained while washing the pot, he seemed very dissatisfied, and curled his lips.

Seeing that his son was a little unhappy, Father Zhu lowered his head to work sullenly, and patted him on the shoulder: "What's wrong with you, are you angry outside?"

"No."

"Go and bring the medicine to your mother."

"Oh." After washing the pot, Zhu Yilong carefully brought the medicine to the dining room table in the living room, "Mom, it's time to drink the medicine."

Shen Nian came out of the bedroom, looked at the dark decoction in front of him, sighed and said: "Tomorrow I finally don't have to drink the bitter medicine. I don't know if the ointment is bitter or not."

"Doctor Zhao said that this medicine is not bitter." Zhu Yilong bent down and took a sip from the bowl, "It's not bitter at all, it's a bit sweet and sour." He was still thinking about it, and took another sip, "It's quite delicious."

Shen Nian looked at him like a monster: "Didn't you catch a cold, are you stupid from having a fever?"

Father Zhu brought out a glass of honey water, and said with a smile, "Your mother is afraid of drinking too much. The ointment is not bitter, but has honey. I soaked the medicine and boiled it tomorrow morning."

"Dad, Mom, I'll go back to my room first."

"Go to bed early, don't play games." Shen Nian reminded Zhu Yilong.

"Let him play for a while, he knows what he knows." Father Zhu pleaded for his son.

"Thank you, Dad." Zhu Yilong hurried into the room, came out after a while and asked, "Mom, I want to ask you something."

"what?"

"Did you quarrel with Song Nuan?" Zhu Yilong was eager to know the answer.

"What?" Shen Nian's tone rose eight degrees, feeling incredible, "I don't even have her cell phone number, why are we arguing, Lao Zhu, give him a thermometer."

"I don't burn it." Zhu Yilong went back to his room to play games in dismay.

"There's something wrong with Zhu Yilong." Father Zhu didn't understand his son's abnormality today.

"Never mind him, he deserves it!" Shen Nian held the bowl and smiled complacently.

"What do you know? Is it related to that Doctor Song?" Father Zhu's thirst for knowledge is also very strong.

"This is a secret." Shen Nian was in a good mood, and drank the Chinese medicine in the bowl in one go.

July and August are Song Nuan's favorite weather.

In summer, her wardrobe is full of skirts, colorful, enchanting, pure, literary, artistic and sexy in various styles.Song Nuanxia only wears skirts, and they are all dresses. She has her own theory. There is only one dress. It is cheap to buy, and it does not need to be matched. It is easy to put on and take off, and it is even easier to wash. Can save a hanger.

Song Nuan is really a lazy cancer at heart.

"How dare you wear high heels in the outpatient clinic?" Zhou Lingling saw Song Nuan walking back and forth in the nurse's station with high heels that were more than ten centimeters high, and couldn't help worrying about her ankle.

Song Nuan was so overjoyed that she seemed to have long forgotten the embarrassment that she broke her knee while stepping on her high heels.She wore a green skirt today with a tight waist, a black lace clavicle chain, and wine-red nails on her feet, which can only be matched with this pair of black high-heeled sandals. She picked up six patients in the morning. After running back and forth countless times, my feet hurt from exhaustion, but I didn't admit defeat: "It's okay, I can still run long distances in high heels."

"What's the matter with your director, you don't come to work." Zhou Lingling complained for her.

"Our director is a new good man. He is looking after the child at home. I heard that he wakes up to take care of the child when he drinks milk and urinates in the middle of the night." Song Nuan was a little envious.

"Hey, how are you? Have you looked for it recently?" Zhou Lingling gossiped.

Song Nuan gave her the doctor's order and whispered, "I have an appointment at noon today."

"No wonder you are so beautiful. This skirt makes your legs look two meters long. Have you lost weight recently? I think you are very energetic!"

"Someday I won't be pretty." Song Nuan tossed her hair, "Hurry up and get some medicine and injections. I'm off work and going on a date."

Song Nuan washed her hands to change out of the isolation gown, and touched up her makeup by the way.Since quitting drugs, her temper has also improved. She doesn't like to be angry or complain. She wakes up every day and feels that the world is so beautiful. After five years, she finally walked out of her little black room and embraced everything again. She is now a Promising youth full of positive energy.

Song Nuan walked to the elevator entrance and remembered that she forgot to put on lipstick. She took out the lipstick from her bag, and started to color it on her mobile phone.

The elevator door opened, she glanced up habitually, and saw a man approaching with two boxes of fruit in her arms, she sideways avoided, and was about to get on the elevator, when she was suddenly stopped, "Song Nuan?"

Song Nuan turned her head and saw the man holding the fruit smiling at her, wearing a mask, with crooked eyebrows.

"Why is it you?" Song Nuan groaned, "Long time no see, Mr. Zhu."

Song Nuan's height is 167, wearing [-]cm high heels, she can basically meet Zhu Yilong's eyes, so Zhu Yilong immediately saw the light and confidence in Song Nuan's eyes, and it was no longer the fanaticism and love he clumsily concealed when they first met.At this moment, even if they suddenly met in the elevator, Song Nuan was only surprised, not much surprised.He doesn't understand women, and he doesn't know how Song Nuan has cultivated to the state of being a god without being disturbed by waves or humiliations in just one month.

"Is the box heavy? Put it down and rest for a while, how about your waist?" Song Nuan smiled narrowly.

Zhu Yilong suddenly felt very friendly, he carried the fruit to the duty room, and said as he walked, "I came to Gu Cheng to film a movie, and I will take a look at you, my mother caused you a lot of trouble when she was in the hospital."