As soon as Song Yi came back to his senses, he saw that the antipyretic patch on the forehead of the little eyelash essence was curled, pressed it tightly, and glanced at his small body, "Eat more meat, grow tall, too short." ”

Fu Xiaosong's face was very stinky.

Song Yiyi was just about to speak, but when he turned around, he saw that the master was looking at him on the terrace, and his eyes seemed to be very unfriendly......

Fu Sang, "Yiyi, who did you talk to just now?" It sounds familiar. ”

Song Yiyi, "Your little nephew." ”

"He's in the hospital again!"

"Hmm."

"Aren't you an intern? And that's where the reception begins? ”

"Make up the numbers."

"Then you be careful, Xiao Song Song has a poisonous mouth, don't provoke him, or you will suffer."

"Really?" She glanced in the direction of the little eyelash essence and leaned against the table on the side, "It's cute, I quite like it." ”

Fu Sang suspected that he had misheard, "Yi... Yiyi, have you been beaked by her crow? ”

It's a crow's mouth again!

Song Yiyi, "Believe in the ...... of Science"

Suddenly it occurred to me that something very unscientific had happened to me, when I was pregnant with Xiaojiu, I took a lot of pills for falling into the moon, and it was useless!

"Yiyi, it's true, in short, you have to believe me, don't mess with her, so what should I do now?"

Listening to the chatter on the other end of the phone, Song Yi answered, said, "I'll go over by myself in a while", hung up the phone, and frowned slightly.

Solve the matter of the little eyelash essence, talk to the director, she will go over there to take a look in person, and she can only call the police.

The thermometer rang, she reached out and pushed the gold-wire frame mirror, walked over and took the thermometer and glanced at it, heard footsteps behind her, and looked back at Fu Jin, "Fourth master, Fu Xiaosong's body temperature has dropped to 38.3." ”

"You're asking for credit?"

He walked past her and glanced at Fu Xiaosong secretly.

Fu Xiaosong quietly lowered his little brain.

He didn't seem to be talking nonsense, and he didn't make a mistake, so why did Daddy look at him like that?

Fu Jin sat on one side, his trousers hung well without a trace of folds, and looked at Song Yiyi, "Give it to me." ”

Song Yiyi handed him the thermometer, "Fourth master, then I'll go out first." ”

Fu Jin didn't look up, nor did he make a sound.

Song Yi waited for a while, "Fourth Master, Sang Sang is still waiting for me over there." ”

The Fu family raised his eyes.

Song Yiyi's mind floated through the staff's words again.

Fu Jin, Fu Jin! It should just be the same name, right?

Thinking of the hot searches he had seen, as well as Sang Sang's words, he reminded softly, "Have you heard a word from the fourth master?" Marrying a wife is not virtuous and ruining three generations. ”

Fu Jin, "And then?" ”

Song Yiyi said in a low voice, "Qin Yanran is not a good stubble, not as pure and harmless as she seems. ”

Fu Jin didn't make a sound, just looked at her like that.

Feeling a sense of oppression, and the oxygen around her was thinning, she didn't say anything more, and turned to walk to the door.

If Qin Yanran really fell in love with the master of the Fu family, then she would have a chance to turn over?

Fu Jin stared at her back with dark eyes, waited for her to go out, touched her phone, glanced down, found a number, touched the screen with her long skinny fingers, and sent a message a few seconds later.

……

An hour later, Song Yiyi successfully met Fu Sang.

Fu Sang looked at Fu Sang tremblingly, "How is Fu Xiaosong?" ”

Song Yiyi, "The fever has subsided." ”

Fu Sang's eyes widened in disbelief.

This... How is this possible?

Every time Fu Xiaosong goes to the hospital, he makes a fuss, he just doesn't take medicine, doesn't take injections, doesn't cooperate, and no one except the fourth brother can take him!

Song Yiyi entered the Civil Affairs Bureau and looked at the staff, "Hello, I'm Song Yiyi, can you help me check my spouse's details again?" ”