At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Dr. Xia came over, and just like last night, he changed the dressing for Su Zhinian's wound, pricked the hanging needle, and left.

After eating at noon, Su Zhinian went to the study to get the computer and documents, and when he was slinging the needle, he half leaned on the head of the bed, and with the hand that did not prick the needle, he flipped through the documents to read.

Song Qingchun didn't dare to walk away, for fear that Su Zhinian would fall asleep and cause blood to return, so he hugged his computer, sat on the carpet, and played on the coffee table.

Su Zhinian's villa is sitting in the north and facing south, and the afternoon sun is surprisingly good, and the interior is bright.

He was there reading the papers, and she was playing with the computer here.

Although the two of them are immersed in their respective worlds and do not have any communication, the atmosphere in the room is still full of the beauty of a little bit of quiet time.

Because of the injury, Su Zhinian's energy was not as good as usual, but after only reading the documents for an hour, he felt that his head hurt a little unbearable, so he put the documents aside, turned his head sideways, and looked at Song Qingchun.

I don't know what the girl is doing, staring at the computer screen with a particularly focused expression, pressing the mouse frequently with her right hand, and controlling the keyboard quickly with her left hand.

She also plugged in the headphones, and there was a song in them, and he could faintly hear some music, a very familiar tone, which was the song he had listened to.

The expression on her face is very rich, laughing for a while, pouting for a while, biting the corner of her lip for a while, and humming softly with the singing voice in the headphones: "We have all forgotten, we have all been forgotten for a long time, time is a thief for a while......"

Su Zhinian looked at this scene, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl, he hoped that time could be frozen and stay at this moment forever.

Song Qingchun would turn his head from time to time to glance at Su Zhinian's hanging needle, every time she turned her head, Su Zhinian would quietly close her eyes, pretending to be asleep, and when she turned around, he opened his eyes and continued to stare at her.

I don't know how many times I repeated this, but because of the effect of the medicine, Su Zhinian really fell asleep.

By the time he opened his eyes again, the needle had already been replaced by another bottle, and most of it had dripped half.

Maybe because he had been sitting on the ground for a long time and his legs were uncomfortable, Song Qingchun changed to lying on the sofa, still playing on the computer, but his expression looked a little distressed, his fingers kept clicking on a certain key on the keyboard, and then muttered from time to time: "What's the matter?" It was good like this before, why not this time? ”

Su Zhinian's eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Qingchun lifted his head from the computer: "Mr. Su, are you awake?" ”

Su Zhinian nodded her head, her eyes fell on her computer again, and Song Qingchun hurriedly said again: "The computer suddenly turned off inexplicably, and it couldn't be opened." ”

"I'll take a look at ......" Su Zhinian adjusted his posture and said in a light tone.

"You can fix computers, huh?" Song Qingchun asked in surprise, then slid off the sofa and walked in front of Su Zhinian with the computer.

"Hmm." Su Zhinian said as he pressed two keys on the keyboard, and then a series of dense English letters popped up on the screen, his fingers pressed quickly on the keyboard, and he continued to say the two words "will point" lightly, and then Song Qingchun's computer was repaired.

PS: Oops, Su Aojiao has more than one nickname, called Su Technology? Tech brother? Chapter 6 is over~Good night, everyone~ Also, have you seen Tingting's transformation? It's subtle, but it's not without change~