Ling Yue looked down at the medical record and said, "I'm not interested in the privacy of the patient's family. Her daughter's incubation period is two years. She just found out recently. I'll do it as early as possible."

Hearing the speech, Song Xi said with a smile: "sure enough, the best way to forget one section of the past is to open the next section. From this point of view, Xiaowen has cured you very well."

Ling Yue raised his head and asked, "why do you come here all of a sudden if you're not on vacation?"

Song Xi said: "help Xiaowen check your post."

Ling Yue won't believe it if it's so unreliable. He takes out a bag of fish food from the drawer and twists some to feed the fish. Song Xi is upset. He doesn't want to go back to play mahjong, so he just stays in Ling Yue's room. They have reached the point where they don't talk and they won't be embarrassed. He's busy with him. Song Xi is also looking at things related to the exam, and is preparing for the grading exam recently.

Later, Ling Yue comes to the operating room. Song Xi is alone in the office. She shakes her mind every so often, and her mind is full of "Sheng".

Now the only uncertainty is whether the woman George Sheng gave away on New Year's Day is Sheng Zhengrong's daughter.

At about five o'clock, Georges Sheng called Song Xi. Maybe she was too quiet. He asked, "are you not playing cards?"

Song Xi replied, "I'm in the hospital. Suddenly, the hospital has something urgent to ask me to come over."

"This is the public hospital, with a fixed death wage, squeezing my wife like this," Georgeson said

When he said "wife", his voice was deep and sweet, which made people feel crisp. Song Xi couldn't help but ask him what he was doing.

"Just after the meeting, there will be another round later."

Song Xi said, "then you don't have time to have dinner with me in the evening?"

George Sheng said in a low voice, "do you want me to accompany you?"

In fact, Song Xi wants to ask him something, but it's not good to ask him over the phone. What's more, he still has a job later. Maybe, she's instinctively procrastinating. For many reasons, Song Xi pretends to be unintentional and says, "go ahead, I'm ok."

George Sheng was really busy. After a few minutes on the phone, he was forced to hang up.

Song Xi fell into silence again. She was thinking, in case, in case Georges Sheng's predecessor was Sheng Zhengrong's daughter, what should she do?

Ling Yue is about to get off the operating table at eight o'clock. Qiao Aiwen is on time. She comes to the hospital to meet him and ask him to have dinner with her.

See Song Xi also in, she pick eyebrow way: "you also in, go together?"

Song Xi said with a smile: "do not go when the light bulb, you go."

Qiao Aiwen said: "Ho, who are we with? If I ask you to take a picture occasionally, I won't pick on you."

Song Xi slightly curled his mouth: "forget it, I still have a lot of insight."

Everyone packed up and went out. Ling Yue asked Song Xi, "where are you going to eat?"

Song Xixiao said: "there are not enough places to eat? The princess's, the big girl's

Ling Yue said, "let's eat together."

Song Xizheng refuses. His mobile phone rings. It's from George Sheng.

When Song Xi got through, a man's voice came from his mobile phone: "I'm downstairs in the hospital."

Song Xi slightly Leng, then said: "you did not go to the bureau?"

George Sheng said, "tell Yuanbao to go."

Business is not as important as love, and customers are obviously not as important as their wives. George Sheng hates to be around Song Xi at any time. He always feels that the previous year was in vain.

Song Xi talks to George Sheng. Ling Yue and Qiao Aiwen hear it. When Song Xi hangs up, Qiao Aiwen says, "I have to go with us. I was waiting for my brother's call."

Song Xi did not explain, just push the boat along the river said: "let's not when who's light bulb."

Qiao Aiwen even said three "good" words: "out of the door, we road toward the sky, each side."

After going out, Song Xi sees George Sheng's car at a familiar location, greets Ling Yue and Qiao Aiwen, and walks over.

He opened the door and sat in the back seat. As soon as the door was closed, Georgeson turned his head and asked, "do you miss me?"

The sound insulation board divides the car into two spaces. Song Xi gives a sound like no one else. Georges Sheng takes her hand and moves to him a little bit. The familiar atmosphere immediately envelops her. Georges Sheng's aura is cold and hot. When he holds her and kisses her, it's like a piece of ice warming her with the temperature of melting himself.

Song Xi can feel George Sheng's love for her, both in bed and under bed. He is too clear about love and hate. He used to make her cry. Now he makes her happy that she can't close her mouth during the day and her legs at night.

He pressed her on the back of the chair and kissed her. Each of them put out one hand and clasped their fingers. Later, he kissed her side face and ears. Song Xi felt numb all over her body from her ears.

In a trance, Song Xi opened his lips and whispered, "what's your ex girlfriend's name?"

For the first two seconds, Georgeson seemed to be immersed in desire, but he didn't get back to himself. It was a slow beat and suddenly stopped.

Two seconds later, he straightened up and looked at her face.

On Song Xi's delicate and beautiful face, he was completely calm, even his voice was very common.

George Sheng could not see what she was thinking for a moment. His thin lips opened and he said in a low voice, "why?"

He meant, why did you suddenly mention this topic.

There was no light in the car, but only the street light flashed by, and the light was dim. Song Xi vaguely saw George Sheng's face hidden behind the light, which was more three-dimensional, more mysterious and fascinating.

"Is it Sheng?" she said

George Sheng, a person with such psychological quality, suddenly jumps at the bottom of her heart when hearing the speech. Many thoughts flash in her mind. Why does she know that she met Sheng Qianyu, or who said something to her?

He was silent for a moment and said, "yes."

With a lesson from the past, Georges Sheng will never die again. What's more, she obviously asks like this. It's obvious that there is no fire without wind.

Song Xi was anxious all afternoon. At this moment, he was admitted by Georges Sheng himself. His heart still sank, and his face was suddenly cold.

Seeing this, Georges Sheng was alert, but he asked quietly, "what's the matter?"

Song Xi reached out to push him away, and the other hand was also taken away from his palm. Seeing that she moved a little farther away, Georges Sheng could not help saying, "what's the matter? Tell me, don't sulk yourself."

Song Xi arranges his hair and coat, looks out of the window and ignores him.

George Sheng's heart is not only mixed, it is simply panic, he can guess several possibilities, but can't restore what happened, this kind of dark feeling under the light, really uncomfortable.

But he didn't show any impatience to Song Xi, let alone unhappiness. Looking at her, he was still a calm voice, listening carefully with a bit of coax“ Blame me for not telling you earlier? I said, "I'm afraid I'll block you up."