"Bowen, what do you want? Didn't you say you wanted to look for me? I won't see anyone for a long time!"

Tang Bowen stood in the corridor, thoughtful, and heard Zhifei's voice behind him.

"Oh!

"Come to my office!"

Li Zhifei walked in front, walked a few steps and glanced back at Tang Bowen, who was full of worries.

"What's wrong? Do you still have such a time when you lost your soul and fell into despair, and you met a woman that you couldn't handle?"

"How is that possible? It's just that something was unexpected. No big deal. ”

When he arrived at Li Zhifei's office, Tang Bowen sat on a chair like an uncle, and his feet were raised directly to his desk. Li Zhifei raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything more.

"What kind of illness do you say will make people who are already fine suddenly inconvenient to move, but it's not completely immobile, but they just walk as if their legs are not their own. It should still hurt. But the next day it was like no one else?"

"You said the girl who sent Xijun here?"

"How do you know?" Tang Bowen looked surprised.

"I found out yesterday that she wanted to stand up, but she couldn't move. Walking is also stiff. ”

"Yes, yesterday I sent her back, and she got off the bus very slowly, and she stood for a while before leaving. Like a puppet. But I saw her again today! ”

"She should have a bad back, sciatic nerve, lumbar prolapse or something! But one day is fine, it should be the sciatic nerve that is more likely. You can't be too tired at ordinary times, especially the waist must be paid attention to. What are you worried about? Looking at her like that, you should know very well. ”

"You say she knows what she's up to?"

Of course, the level of pain in an instant is very high, and she must know her situation if she can be so calm. ”

"What about candy?"

"You care about her?"

Faced with this question, Tang Bowen's eyes were obviously much sharper.

"Okay, okay, okay, I don't ask, as long as you brothers don't have anything because of a woman!"

"What are you farting?"

Seeing that Tang Bowen's tone was not good, Li Zhifei didn't say much. People have self-knowledge, what to say and what not to say?

"Love sugar, it's not a disease, girls love sugar. ”

"No, she was holding her stomach before she started eating sugar. ”

Li Zhifei thought for a moment before speaking.

"Her face should be an imbalance in her spleen and stomach, if she loves sugar and is so thin, she should have a bad stomach, and she may have low blood sugar if she is a little hungry. Or psychological factors. Of course, this is all my personal inference based on experience, and the specific situation requires an in-depth medical examination. There are some minor symptoms that may not be visible on ordinary clinical examination. It is recommended to see a Chinese medicine practitioner. I'm a Western doctor. ”

"Thank you!" Tang Bowen looked like he was not as nervous as he was just now.

"Well said!"

"Actually, I watched the video of when she brought Xijun here yesterday!"

"What? Are you investigating her or Xijun?"

"It's just curious! Such an ordinary woman has something to do with Song Xijun. I doubt her identity. But judging from the video, she cares about him very much. She was very desperate yesterday, at the door of the operating room, she cried like her man. Then the fight must have been suffered yesterday and night. But she's fine in one day, and it's not easy. Looking at her appearance, it doesn't look like she grew up in the palm of her hand at home. I don't know who took such good care of her yesterday?"

"What do you mean?"

"Obviously, with her condition yesterday, if she goes home and does everything herself, I'm afraid she won't be able to get up today!"

Coming out of Li Zhifei's office, Tang Bowen returned to a state full of worries.

"Why did you come back again? Still don't believe she's divorced?"

Song Xijun looked at Tang Bowen's dejected appearance, his mouth was full of ridicule, and the ice in his eyes was not up to the bottom of his eyes.

Tang Bowen looked at Song Xijun, and even Song Xijun was stunned. He's always been a happy cynical son. It is rare for such solemn, contradictory, and incomprehensible eyes to appear on his face.

"I watched yesterday's video, and that Wen Qingshui did his best yesterday to send you here. ”

With that thought, she will definitely do enough in the play, and she will definitely do her best. ”

"She was crying very sadly at the door of the operating room yesterday. And she has a wound on her back! She couldn't move when she went back yesterday!"

Song Xijun narrowed his eyes.

"But there's someone who takes good care of her! She just has to lie down and don't have to do anything. Otherwise, she wouldn't have recovered so quickly!"

Song Xijun's eyes became even deeper.

"Didn't you say that she did live alone? So I was confused? Who took care of her? Or did she go back and did nothing, just lay down? Didn't even eat? But she had a bad stomach? Doesn't she have low blood sugar if she doesn't eat? Which one do you want to believe?"

Tang Bowen looked at Song Xijun with a sad face. Tang Bowen didn't want to believe that Wen Qingshui was really as Song Xijun thought. It is especially rare that the shadow in Song Xijun's heart has been loosened. But now the situation, he is also worried about Song Xijun.

"If you don't catch up, I'm afraid she'll fly! ”

"That's the conclusion you came to?"

"What do you think? Do you think she has ulterior motives?"

"Hey Army!"

"Alright, go back! ”

Tang Bowen left helplessly, and Song Xijun lay on the bed. He found someone to investigate Wen Qingshui, but he didn't go deeper, but he just knew that she was indeed divorced, lived alone in a small apartment, and her neighbor was Gao Yi. He also thought about investigating her deeply, but he refused. Whatever the outcome, it was something he didn't want to see.

Who takes care of her, her ex-husband, Gao Yi, and others?

No matter what the starting point is, under his words like yesterday, she still sent him to the hospital, is he still stubborn like this?

What is the reason for all this?

Wen Qingshui finally got home. As soon as the elevator door opened, I saw Gaoyi.

"Qingshui, where have you been?

"It's okay, don't worry! How about you go to the Song family today? Come in and talk about it!"

"I'm going to change my clothes!"

"Don't change it, let's go out for some dinner! It's so late, I'm too tired to do it!"

"I'm ready, come to my house to eat!"

"You're so embarrassed, you took care of me yesterday, and you still eat you today!"

Having said that, Wen Qingshui sincerely followed Gao Yi into his door.

"Wow-"

This is the first time she has entered Gao Yi's house. I was almost shocked.

"So many books?"

Gao Yi's house is slightly larger, with an area of more than 50 square meters. As soon as you enter, there is a small hall, a large bamboo bookshelf, which occupies a wall. Next to it is an armchair and a small round coffee table. Next to a few pots of large-leaved green plants. There is a small tea table on the coffee table, and a simple tea set is placed on the tea table. A gaiwan, a fair cup, a quaint teacup.

The living room is next to the dining room, with a stylish, minimalist folding table tucked away on the wall. There are also two folded wooden chairs next to it.

The whole room was simple, tidy and had a lot of character.

"That's good, you folding table and chair, I liked it at the time......"

Halfway through speaking, Wen Qingshui stopped talking.

"Leng Yueming doesn't like it?"

"Why are you so smart?

"Wash your hands and eat!"

"Wow!Pork rib soup!?"

"Make it up to you!"

"Thank you!" Wen Qingshui said sincerely.

"You're welcome?"

"How about you go to the Song Clan?"

"Oh, they said let me be an independent designer. Some works are given priority to Song, and if the price and design are not negotiated, you can manage the design works by yourself. After taking a bite of food, Tang Bowen said again. "The only problem is that I am not a master, I do not join the Song family, and I do not have a stable income. ”

"You're still thinking about it?"

"Hmm!"