"Come, Ding Yan, eat porridge. ”

In that small suite, Wu Song was carrying a bowl of porridge to feed to Ding Yan who was lying on the bed.

After eating the herbs picked by Wu Song in the hospital, Ding Yan's injuries improved significantly in just a few hours.

As a client, she couldn't understand the efficacy of herbs in her heart.

The pain was greatly reduced to the point where she could tolerate it.

When she breathes, her abdomen will inevitably rise and fall, which makes her miserable, not to mention that sometimes her throat is itchy, and she has to cough, and the pain she brings makes her want to die.

And now, all that pain is gone.

Therefore, the day after her health improved, she insisted on being discharged from the hospital despite the doctor's warning and the persuasion of Xu Ya and Xiao Zhao.

Everyone couldn't resist this stubborn girl, and her complexion was indeed much better, so she was allowed to go home.

The suite is small, but it's her home, and for an orphan, there's nothing more important than home.

What's more, there is also a careful and capable male nanny in this family?

"I can just eat it myself, I can walk. ”

Ding Yan was embarrassed to let Wu Song feed her, you know, they have only known each other for three or four days, and they are basically still strangers.

"You take it easy, your body is better, but you can't be too tired, come, open your mouth!"

Without saying anything, the steaming porridge in the spoon was delivered to her mouth.

Ding Yan had no choice but to open his mouth.

"Hmm!" Ding Yan made a satisfied voice: "What kind of porridge is this, so delicious?"

"Is it delicious, if it's delicious, you can eat more!"

Wu Song scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it gently, and brought it to her mouth.

I don't know what Ding Yan is thinking, a flush unconsciously oozes from her bloodless face, and she looks very cute.

Wu Song didn't care.

"After boiling the chicken soup all morning, adding a little shiitake mushrooms and green vegetables, it is no wonder that the porridge cooked is not delicious. ”

The room was quiet, only the sound of the bowl and spoon hitting lightly, which made Ding Yan feel that it was good to say something, or the atmosphere was a little bit like that.

Swallowing the porridge in his mouth, looking at Wu Song, who was concentrating on feeding her porridge, Ding Yan asked.

"Wu Song, you came to the city alone, what about the people who stayed at home, don't you need to take care of them?"

Wu Song stopped: "Family, oh, they don't need me to take care of them." ”

"Where's your mom and dad?" Ding Yan asked again.

"My mom died a long time ago, my dad ...... It's better not to mention him. ”

"It turns out that his background is also very pitiful. ”

Ding Yan thought quietly.

"What about you, your girlfriend?" I don't know why, Ding Yan wants to know about Wu Song, is it because they live under one roof, or because Wu Song saved her?

"Girlfriend? Oh, I don't have a girlfriend. ”

Ding Yan glanced at Wu Song secretly, and he was concentrating on the meat and vegetables in the bowl together.

He doesn't even have a girlfriend!

And I don't have a boyfriend myself!

Ding Yan's heart was a little inexplicably happy, and he couldn't help but secretly reverie.

Two young men and women, with almost the same background, not only live under the same roof, but also work in the same company.

Could it be that he and the person in front of him really have a fate?

Wu Song brought a spoonful of porridge to Ding Yan's mouth and watched her eat it.

"I have a wife, though. ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Ding Yan coughed.

Wu Song hurriedly put down the bowl and gently slapped her back.

"Hey, you eat slowly, and no one is robbing you. ”

"You, do you still have a wife?" finally relieved his breath, and Ding Yan immediately asked.

Wu Song is only twenty-two or three years old, and he has a wife at such a young age?

"Ah, yes, there are six or seven!"

Wu Song answered honestly, but in Ding Yan's ears, it seemed to be teasing her.

Ding Yan glanced at him angrily: "Flamboyant, people are serious with you." ”

"I'm serious!"

Wu Song's eyes widened, and his expression was indeed very serious.

Ding Yan didn't bother to take care of him anymore.

This guy, people tell him seriously, but he jokes, six or seven wives, even if he is not afraid to go to jail, he is not afraid of other people's saliva drowning him!

After feeding Ding Yan porridge, Wu Song handed her a tissue to wipe her mouth, and after cleaning up, he told her a few words and walked out.

Ding Yan lay down, looked at his back, and thought about his own thoughts.

Wu Song is good-looking, and he is quite handsome, at least he is not ugly, and he is not short.

has a body of kung fu, which can be regarded as a skill.

He also cooks, and the porridge he just fed himself is so delicious, let him make a little more tomorrow.

By the way, he also treats people!

When she thought of this, Ding Yan sighed slightly, if it weren't for him, she would still be lying on the hospital bed now.

The most important thing is that he seems to like himself too, going up the mountain to pick herbs for himself, cooking for himself, and feeding himself.

Ding Yan felt that his face was a little hot.

At least he doesn't hate himself, that's for sure, well, that's a good start.

Slowly, Ding Yan fell asleep, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the living room outside, Wu Song was walking around irritably.

On that day, when he was fighting with the group of rich second generations, the true qi in his body suddenly reacted, a subtle, but real feeling, which was also the reason why he was able to defeat those rich second generations in an instant.

However, just now he tried to mobilize his true qi, but there was no movement.

Do you have to push yourself to the point where your anger is difficult to contain before your true anger will "wake up"?

Wu Song shook his head and smiled bitterly.

When facing the enemy, it is common sense not to have large emotional fluctuations, and it is also taught by the Master.

Whether it's anger, fear, frustration...... Not only will it not allow its strength to be fully exerted, but it will also leave an opportunity for the other party to take advantage of.

One reason for dealing with those rich second generations that day was because they really provoked themselves, and the other reason was that he didn't take them to heart at all, so he lost his temper.

If he had faced an opponent with a bit of weight that day, he definitely wouldn't have done that.

After tossing again, the true qi was still like a pool of stagnant water, without even a ripple.

Never mind!

Wu Song gave up his efforts, this kind of thing is not in a hurry, and there are more important things to do in front of him.

He turned off the light, closed his eyes, and fell asleep quietly.

Early the next morning, Wu Song cooked the rice, fed Ding Yan, and let her rest at home and go to work by herself.

If you get other people's salaries, you have to help them work.

Being Dong Xu's bodyguard is easy and easy, but it's relatively boring.

Except for when Xu Dong was going out, a few of them had to accompany him, and the rest of the time, several people sat in the small conference room drinking tea and chatting.

After entering the company, Wu Song said hello to Xu Dong's secretary, listened to her finish Xu Dong's schedule today, and walked to the conference room.

"Dangdangdang......"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Qiang stood up, with a mysterious smile on his face, and held up a pocket to show him.

Yu Changfei and Wang Lei next to him also had smug expressions on their faces, squeezing their eyebrows at him.

"This is ......" Wu Song looked at the mud at the corners of the two of their pants and took a deep breath.

"Did you go to Qixialing to collect medicine?"

"Smack!" Zhao Qiang snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "The answer is correct!"

He turned back to the two guys and said, "Look, I said that little Angkor can guess it, but you still don't believe it!"

Wu Song is younger than the three of them, but his strength is stronger than them, especially after the incident of Xu Ya's attack that day, Wu Song's calm and calm command made them happy and convinced, so they all called him "Little Angkor".

Zhao Qiang opened his pocket, and sure enough, there were four-leaf clovers, dragon balls and kudzu seedlings inside.

"That day, I saw that you used these three herbs to cure Ding Yan, and my brothers kept an eye on it. ”

When Wu Song sat down, Zhao Qiang said with a smile: "We usually practice kung fu, we will inevitably stumble, with this herb, how much less sin!"

"That's it!" Yu Changfei and Wang Lei also came up.

"However, fortunately, Sister Xiao Zhao reminded us that otherwise we wouldn't know where to pick these medicines. ”

"You're fooling around!"

Wu Song glared at them angrily.

"After these three herbs are dug up, within two days, the medicinal properties can still be maintained, beyond this time, the medicinal properties will be lost rapidly, even if they are made into potions. ”

"Ahh

"You said that you picked so many herbs, isn't it a waste?"

A few people were like frosted eggplants, and they stopped talking.

In order to dig this herb, the brothers spent the night in the mountains, and got up at dawn the next day to work hard, but now it was all in vain.

"What's wrong with you?"

With the words, the long-legged beauty Xiao Zhao walked in.

Xu Ya was attacked that day, and these few of them bravely rescued each other, which made her have a good impression of them, everyone was also bodyguards, and at the same time served the father and daughter of the Xu family, and they could be regarded as comrades in the trenches, which made her attitude a little kinder.

"You said you picked herbs and gave me a share, but what about the herbs?"

It was similar to Zhao Qiang's thoughts, seeing that the medicinal herbs picked by Wu Song had amazing curative effects, Xiao Zhao also wanted to make a potion for later use.

She is a girl, she is careful, she took a picture of Wu Songcai's medicine with her mobile phone, and said hello to the three brothers, she told them the location, and she had a share of the herbs she picked, no, as soon as she went to work, she came to them.

Yu Changfei cried with a sad face: "Little Ang Ge said that this herb can't be left for a long time, and the medicinal properties will be gone after a long time." ”

"Really?" Xiao Zhao's big eyes looked at Wu Song.

Wu Song nodded, seeing that this pile of herbs was wasted, he also felt very pity.

He sighed and said.

"If in the past—you just thought I was bragging—if I still had true qi in my body before, refining these herbs into pills, I could keep them for a while, although the medicinal properties would also be lost, but it was enough to use, but it was a pity that ......"

At first, Xiao Zhao's expression was also a little depressed, but at the end, her eyes lit up.

"Really angry?"

"How strong is True Qi enough?"

Wu Song and the other four people looked at her together.

"What do you see me doing?" Xiao Zhao felt very strange instead: "Don't you know that I am a descendant of the 'Ancient Martial Arts' school?"