Chapter 10 The Measure of Illness

You You returned to the bedside and looked at the alarm clock next to the bed, it was almost four o'clock, presumably he couldn't sleep, so it was better to clean up his mood and make himself a rich breakfast to treat himself.

She freshened up and got busy in the kitchen. Breakfast is not just bread and milk. Start with boiling porridge, and prepare the accessories little by little, that look, not to mention how serious it is.

By the time You You had all the qiē ready, it was almost half past six, and there was still some time to go to the company, eat breakfast, watch the news, and enjoy it. She is different from other girls, You You loves to watch the news, as long as she turns on the TV, it is guaranteed to be a news station, and she will not be confused once.

Breakfast seems to be a bit too much, I can't eat it, "Why don't you pack it and take the company to make lunch." You You said to himself.

Although Shen Yu slept late, he got up early, came to the company early in the morning, worked for several hours in a row, and was about to rest for a while, when the mobile phone rang, it was the phone over there, he didn't dare to slack off at all, and immediately picked it up.

"Mama Li, what's wrong," Shen asked Shen.

"Mr. Shen, Si Liang only ate a few bites in the morning, and I persuaded him to drink a bowl of porridge, but, but just now I saw him in the bathroom and vomited all the food he ate in the morning, I wanted to tell you, I was afraid that something would happen. Li Ma said.

"Okay, I know, let him vomit if he likes to vomit, you don't see it. Shen Yu hung up the phone after speaking.

Shen Yu was still a little angry, he was angry that Shen Siliang didn't care about his body so much, he was angry with him for being naïve.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and a phone call came.

"Are you sick, do you want to die so much, you don't need to use hunger strike if you want to die, the tricks you used to commit suicide were not very ruthless, why are you going back now the more you play?" Shen Yu began to scold the moment the other party picked up the phone.

The other party didn't say a word after hearing this, and hung up the phone.

Shen Yu knew that Shen Siliang was angry again, really angry.

Shen Yu looked at the time, it was almost noon, so let's go over and take a look, thinking about it, he left the company and went straight to the two-story building.

Like last time, the door jumped open by itself, and when Shen Yu entered the door, he saw Si Liang crooked on the rattan chair in the large floor-to-ceiling window, his face pale and indifferent.

When he felt that someone had come in, he opened his eyes and said, "Didn't you let me die, what are you still doing here?"

Shen Yu let him taunt him, and he didn't speak, just bent down and put his hand on Shen Siliang's forehead, which was a little hot, but it wasn't a big deal.

"Are you having gastroenteritis again?" asked Shen Yu, but Si Liang didn't seem to want to reply.

Shen Yu saw that Shen Siliang didn't reply and continued, "I'm sorry just now, my tone was heavy, you know, I've been in a bit of a bad mood for the past two days. ”

Shen Siliang still didn't want to pay attention to him, but suddenly remembered that Shen Yu touched his forehead with his hand just now, so he immediately stood up, picked up the paper and wiped it.

Shen Yu's anger that had just fallen rubbed again, and he slapped away Shen Siliang's hand that was wiping, stuck his shoulder fiercely, and said angrily, "You just don't want to see me like that, I just make you feel disgusting like that, what about yourself, do you think you are clean?"

Shen Siliang didn't raise his eyes, and after a while, he said, "Why, I can't pretend anymore, weren't you quite gentle yesterday, why are you so angry now." ”