Song Yixi frowned and opened her eyes, meeting the little maid's timid eyes.

"What's wrong?" She rubbed her tingling temples and sat up.

"Miss Song, the young master has something to look for you." The little maid said softly.

"Time domain." Song Yixi lifted the quilt, put on slippers and got out of bed, "Where is he?" ”

"The young master is in the doctor's research room."

Laboratory?

Could it be that the results of her examination are in?

Song Yixi answered, took a coat and put it on casually, and went out.

The little maid glanced at her, lowered her head and went downstairs, she walked to Ni Jian, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window reading a book, and said softly: "Miss Ni Jian......"

"Huh?" Ni Jian glanced at her, curled her lips, pushed the snack in front of her, and smiled, "Eat a little." ”

"No...... No need. She pursed her lips: "I'm not hungry." ”

Ni Jian smiled, put a card on the table, and pushed it in front of her: "This card has no password, go buy yourself a few new clothes." Girls have to be kind to themselves. ”

The little maid swallowed, reached out, and put the card in her pocket.

Ni ...... Miss Ni Jian, the young master is not called Miss Song, if the young master punishes me......"

Ni Jian lightly turned a page of the book and said lightly: "He won't punish you, he won't have that thought." ”

“……”

The sunlight outside was a little dim, Song Yixi's hands were frozen at the door, she quietly listened to the conversation coming out of the research room, her blood coagulated all over her body, and her face was pale.

“…… Miss Song's headache symptoms will continue for a while, during this period she may hallucinate, Young Master Wen should be mentally prepared and accompany her more, as for the antidote, our people are still developing, and we will not be able to give you satisfactory results for a while......"

Song Yixi listened for a while, turned around, and slowly returned to the room.

Her face was small, and her hair covered half of her face, making her expression look a little blurry.

After talking to the doctor, Wen Shiyu went to the study to deal with a few tasks, and returned to the bedroom, only to find that there was no woman on the bed.

He frowned, came downstairs, and shouted, "Yixi? ”

Fu Jie came over: "Young master, are you looking for Miss Song?" ”

"Where did she go? Why can't you see her people? ”

"Miss Song said she was going out to buy something."

"Shopping?" Wen Shiyu frowned: "Why didn't you tell me." Why didn't you follow? ”

"Miss Song won't let you."

Wen Shiyu took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket with a cold face and called her.

Connected, rang a few times, and was hung up.

He frowned and hit again.

Still hung up, but a message followed.

[I'll be back in a moment.] 】

Wen Shiyu stared at the screen unhappily for a while, clicked the screen rudely, and edited the word to send:

[No, you can't! Be right back! 】

However, this time Song Yixi did not reply, he called again and turned off the phone.

This woman!

Wen Shiyu's face darkened.

"Timedomain, what's wrong, what's wrong?" Ni Jian pushed the wheelchair over.

Wen Shiyu glanced at her: "Everything is packed up?" I'll send you. ”

Ni Jian's fingers curled up slightly, and she raised her fair and delicate face to look at him: "Is it because I disturbed you yesterday?" ”

Wen Shiyu looked at her and was silent.

She pursed her lips and continued: "Zhize passed away, I thought that when I returned to China, with you, I would not be so lonely anymore, but I didn't expect to cause you trouble, sorry." You don't have to prepare another villa for me, just go back to where I lived. ”