Busy lives go by to the fullest, and time passes very quickly. Song Pingsheng removed the gastric tube on the sixth day after surgery, and he could ingest liquid food.

Liu Ruming followed the doctor's instructions, usually gave him some rice soup, vegetable soup, broth and fish soup, Song Pingsheng did not eat for several days, watching Liu Ruming come in with a lunch box, he couldn't wait to open the nursing table and prepare to eat.

Liu Ruming helped him open the lunch box, the fragrance was overflowing, Song Pingsheng's eyes lit up all of a sudden, but looking at this bowl of soup, he felt a little aggrieved, and asked while drinking: "Why do you drink some soup?" ”

Liu Ruming looked at him like this, and her heart hurt terribly, but when she thought of Song Pingsheng's irregular living habits of three meals before, she suddenly became angry, "You are good if you have soup, if it is more serious, you have to insert it for a few more days." ”

Song Pingsheng drank the last mouthful of soup, handed it to Liu Ruming, and looked at her pitifully, like a three-year-old child asking for candy, "Mom, I still want to drink." ”

Liu Ruming packed up the lunch box and said word by word: "Eat less and eat more." ”

"......" embarrassment

Song Pingsheng recovered well after surgery, and his diet recovered well, and the doctor suggested that he actively do some physical exercise, so He Yi took a night out to draw up a sports plan for him.

"Why do you have to make a plan for the matter of dispersing?" Song Pingsheng shrugged his head.

"It's too easy to take a walk, normal people will, I'll help you plan to learn Tai Chi." He Yi took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar, "I heard that there is an Uncle Zhang in the back garden of the hospital, who leads a group of people to do tai chi every Monday and Tuesday. ”

"......" Song Pingsheng put down the book, looking dazed.

"Tai Chi helps digestion." He Yi is serious.

"Hurt and angry......" Song Pingsheng whispered, complaining weakly, "I drink some soup every day, and I digest it before I drink it, and it's not like your ...... fried chicken and snail noodles every day."

“……”

Anti-inflammatory drugs should be taken after surgery to avoid infection. Song Pingsheng fell asleep after taking the medicine and slept very deeply.

Every night after dinner, He Yi would accompany Song Pingsheng to the open-air area for a walk, and he drank some liquid food for dinner, and he couldn't use his strength, so he simply leaned on the bench on the side of the road and began to play scoundrel, "Rest for a while, I won't be full for dinner, and I don't have the strength to go." ”

"Why don't you do tai chi?"

Last time, he proposed that Song Pingsheng do tai chi, but he resolutely refused, and He Yi still proposed it a little unwillingly.

Song Pingsheng raised his eyes lazily, "It's more laborious to fight that, and I'm afraid that the charm is too great, and it is easy to attract bees and butterflies, after all, there are too many aunts there." ”

"......" He Yi sat next to him, "Dare to love you, you don't have to work hard to draw by hand, right?" ”

When it came to drawing, Song Pingsheng's eyes lit up, "Xiao Yu, my brother is tired of reading, can you help my brother bring the computer at home, my brother wants to draw pictures to pass the time." ”

"Don't." He Yi refused, "I have an amputation, I can't go." ”

"Brother pushes a wheelchair for you~"

"I amputated the upper half of my body."

"......" embarrassment

When Song Pingsheng was walking, he would always meet a few young nurses, who would boldly go up to WeChat and ask for identity information.

Song Pingsheng felt in his pockets and flipped out the empty pockets to show them, "I don't have a mobile phone ......"

"Then you have a phone number, I'll add your number." Nurses don't give up.

"He doesn't have a number." He Yi said softly, "When I came to the hospital for anal surgery, there were still a bunch of people calling to ask long and short questions, he was thin-faced and embarrassed to say it, so he canceled his number." ”

Nurse: "......"

Song Pingsheng: "......"

This matter has been spread by ten or ten, Song Pingsheng will always receive sympathetic eyes when he walks, so he complained for a long time, and he was reluctant to go for a walk, so he went directly to the back garden of the hospital to watch Uncle Zhang play Tai Chi, and occasionally on a whim, he would steal two tricks behind him.

Before going to bed, Song Pingsheng was used to reading books, but tonight he was particularly abnormal, after reading the book for a few seconds, he looked up at He Yi, and continued to look down at the book after being caught, and so on many times, He Yi couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?" ”

"You slandered my brother and made him lose his reputation." The voice is aggrieved.

"......," He Yi stopped typing, "so what?" ”

"So...... You have to borrow your brother's computer as compensation. Song Pingsheng continued to say shamelessly, "Brother wants to have a meeting......"

"What's the meeting? Tell the story of your stomach perforation? ”

"Go've got to make money......"

"When you pay back the 500,000 yuan for the Zhang family, isn't it quite chic?" He Yi was blunt.

"......" Song Pingsheng was embarrassed, "just for a while." ”

"Nope." He Yi refused.

Song Pingsheng blinked, "Why?" ”

"Big night, affect other people's sleep." He Yi is righteous and stern.

Song Pingsheng looked up at the time, and said quietly: "It's only eight o'clock......"

"Go to bed early and wake up early, and open again tomorrow morning." He Yi didn't raise his head and continued to type.

"Tomorrow is my mother and Aunt Li staying here......"

During the day, Liu Ruming and Li Yumei guarded Song Pingsheng all day long, and at night, He Yi went to the hospital to take over after eating after work. The two big Buddhas guarded him to the death, let alone a meeting, and he couldn't touch his mobile phone.

"You're pretty good at looking." He Yi complained.

“……”

He Yi finished typing the last word, closed the laptop, and handed it to him, "Forty minutes, finish what you should say at one time, and go to bed quickly after opening." ”

"Forty minutes can't be finished......"

"Thirty minutes, then."

"......" Song Pingsheng clenched the computer tightly, like a child protecting food, "Forty minutes is forty minutes, no less." ”

The whole meeting was in English, and the content was boring, so He Yi simply lay on the sofa and snored for a while.

After a long time, He Yi was slightly awake, she rubbed her eyes, took out the mobile phone in her pocket, looked at the time, and counted down Song Pingsheng.

"Ten minutes."

Song Pingsheng: "......"

Everyone: "......"

Song Pingsheng spoke vigorously, completely forgetting the time.

Suddenly, a man asked aloud in English, "Dylan, there are women in your room?" ”

Song Pingsheng: "......"

“Amazing.” The man said, "Is that your girlfriend? ”

"Eight minutes."

Song Pingsheng: "......"

“ Your girlfriend's too aggressive.” The man opened his mouth and said again in Chinese, "Your girlfriend is too fierce." ”

Song Pingsheng held his head, and he didn't have time to explain, "Long story short, I only have eight minutes." ”

Everyone: "......"

After the meeting, Song Pingsheng silently closed the computer, handed it to He Yi, and then lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

I closed my eyes, and then slowly opened them, turning them over and over.

"Xiao Yu, my brother can't sleep." He flipped to the right and looked at He Yi on the sofa and said.

"Count the sheep." He Yi covered with a blanket.

"......" Song Pingsheng did not give up, and his tone was like that of a scoundrel, "It would be nice if it was open for another forty minutes." ”

"Your company didn't go bankrupt?" He Yi closed his eyes, "Stand up to a boss like you." ”

“……”

"What does your company do to retain people?" He Yi changed his position and continued to sleep, "Rely on your face?" ”

"Also, having a meeting is like watching an idol drama." He Yi said again.

“……”

Song Pingsheng recovered well, and gradually he was able to eat semi-liquid food, and Liu Ruming changed his tricks every day to cook noodles and porridge for him.

Seeing Song Pingsheng eating with his head down, and his body gradually recovering, Liu Ruming sighed: "It's finally like a person." ”

Song Pingsheng: "......"

Before going to bed, He Yi always asked him to drink a glass of milk, and after he held the milk and drank it to the bottom, he licked his lips, like a little flower cat, very cute.

Sometimes I was so thirsty that I didn't have enough to drink, so I handed the cup to He Yi, and said in a milky voice: "I still want it." ”

He Yi: "......"

Song Pingsheng stayed in the hospital for a few days, and his ward became a vegetable market, and there would always be a few uncles and aunts who came to chat with them, sometimes it was late, and when He Yi arrived, some people would ridicule: "My daughter-in-law came to watch you." ”

After a few uncles and aunts left, Song Pingsheng lay on the bed and complained, "You see that you control me too strictly, and uncles and aunts think you are my daughter-in-law." ”

He Yi couldn't cry or laugh, "Then I'll let Uncle Song come over to accompany you from tomorrow." ”

Song Pingsheng immediately straightened up, "Don't, we have to have a meeting." ”

Dare to love him for using her? Well, she is also willing to be used.

Because he got the opportunity to have a forty-minute meeting every night, Song Pingsheng always looked forward to He Yi's arrival, and when He Yi opened the door of the ward, he could always see a pair of bright eyes. Sometimes when she is late in a traffic jam, she will see him shrug his head and complain: "Why is it so ......late?"

Come on, you've worked with you.

Why hadn't she found this man so scoundrel and so cute before?

One night she forgot to bring her laptop, and his face was so angry that he said, "How can a boss skip a meeting." ”

"Boss, that's not called skipping the meeting, that's calling another appointment."

Song Pingsheng: "......"

"What's wrong? Got into the habit of having meetings? If you don't open it overnight, you will lose hundreds of millions, right? Can you let others rest and rest, you don't have a girlfriend, and people still have girlfriends. ”

Song Pingsheng: "......"

He Yi has a habit of working at night, typing while listening to songs, this habit Song Ping didn't know before his death, once he seized the opportunity to ask her: "What are you listening to?" ”

"Worried." She took off the headphones in her right ear.

"......" Song Pingsheng was embarrassed, "It's good, improve work efficiency." ”

One night, when Song Pingsheng was finishing a forty-minute meeting, suddenly the room echoed with passionate singing, and Song Pingsheng was suddenly stunned and speechless.

Everyone: "......"

A man suddenly spoke, "Dylan, what are you doing?" ”

Another man asked, "Is this your phone ringtone?" Your hobby is really ......"

Song Pingsheng stared at He Yi tightly.

He Yi sneered, "I'm sorry, I let ...... outside"

Plug in the headphones when you're done.

Song Pingsheng: "......"

Everyone: "......"