After explaining, Song Yichen turned around and went upstairs again.

Looking at his departing back, I feel that he is not as difficult to get along with as everyone says.

I feel that Mr. Song is a very respectable person, and he feels really comfortable.

When I first met him for the first time, I was stunned, I didn't expect the director of a general hospital to be so handsome, and I didn't know if he had a girlfriend.

When I think of this, my face turns red involuntarily, and when I think that we will both live in this house in the future, I feel happy in my heart.

When my eyes saw Mr. Song leave, I couldn't wait to sit down and eat the food on the table desperately.

In fact, I was hungry for a long time, and I thought about it for a few hours since I ate a pancake fruit at noon today, and I didn't eat a drop of water, if it weren't for Mr. Song's kindness, maybe I would have to go into the kitchen again for my dinner now.

I hate cooking, but I'm hungry now, and if I let myself cook, I'm going to be upset.

After more than ten minutes of gobbling up, I finally fed my stomach full, but I also ate all the dishes on the table.

And Song Yichen, who was hiding upstairs, watched all the process of her eating, and was very surprised by her appetite.

He didn't expect a girl to be so thin and so able to eat, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

But she doesn't pretentiously eat at all, which makes people feel very cute, which also makes him reacquaint himself with a different girl.

Thinking of this, the corners of Song Yichen's mouth actually showed a hint of a smile, and this smile was not even noticed by himself.

After finishing the meal, I tidied up the kitchen and dragged my tired body back to my room.

What I experienced today feels like I have never experienced in my life, although I am very tired, but I am also very satisfied.

I'm even more curious about tomorrow, and I don't know what kind of things will await me tomorrow.

I was so tired that I fell asleep in bed, and by the time I woke up, it was already 7 o'clock the next morning.

Looking at this time, I was so frightened that I quickly bounced out of bed.

I still remember that Uncle Ma said that every morning at 7 o'clock, Mr. Song has to eat on time, and he has to get up two hours to prepare breakfast for him.

And I also had to sort out the suit and shoes he wore to work, and I couldn't wait to rush out the door when I thought about it, when I came to the kitchen.

I saw Mr. Song preparing breakfast for himself in the kitchen alone, which made me very worried.

It's over, I didn't cook by myself when I got up on the first morning, but let the boss do it, isn't this a clear rhythm for me to get out.

When I came to the kitchen, I said hesitantly. "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I was too tired yesterday so I overslept, but don't worry, I won't do this next time, please give me another chance."

Speaking of which, I feel like I'm about to cry, and I blame myself for being so snooze, I should have bought an alarm clock yesterday, why would I make such a low-level mistake.

Song Yichen, who was standing in the kitchen, looked at me and blamed myself and didn't say anything.

He knows very well that it is normal for a girl who comes out to work not to be able to get up on the first day, so he will forgive her today.

If there was a next time, he didn't dare to guarantee that she would be able to stay with him and work, after all, his patience was limited.

"I'll forgive you this time, but next time I can't be like this, bring the prepared breakfast."

With my head down, I heard Mr. Song say this, and quickly raised my head and looked at him with a grateful face.

In fact, I really can't express gratitude in my heart now, I didn't expect Mr. Song to be such a good person, but why did those people who sent me say that Mr. Song is a very bad person.

But no matter what kind of person Mr. Song is in the eyes of others, but in my heart, Mr. Song is really a very good person.

"Mr. Song, don't worry, I promise not to make such a mistake next time."

After saying that, I turned around and brought out all the breakfast that Mr. Song had made.

Looking at my excited appearance, Song Yichen was indescribably happy in his heart, which made him very surprised, but he didn't want to investigate why?

Song Yichen, who was sitting at the dining table, looked at me standing next to me, and then looked at my hair, and knew that because he was in too much of a hurry, he should not have been combed until now.

"Lan Xin, go and get busy with you, I don't need you to serve here, I also made a breakfast for you and put it in the kitchen."

Standing next to me, I didn't expect that I didn't get up to make breakfast, forgive myself, which was already very surprising to me, but I didn't expect Mr. Song to make breakfast for himself.

This makes me a little embarrassed to say anything.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, I'm not hungry now, and it's not too late for me to eat after you finish your meal."

Although she is not hungry, her current image, standing next to herself, really affects his appetite.

"Even if you're not hungry, shouldn't you go and freshen up?"

After Mr. Song's reminder, I remembered that I didn't seem to have brushed my teeth, washed my face and combed my hair until I got up, so isn't my image very bad now?

I couldn't wait to run out of the house, and when she got back to her room and looked at herself in the mirror, she wanted to find a hole to burrow into and die.

In the mirror, in addition to the fluffy hair like a witch, there is actually eye feces in the corners of his eyes, and the most terrifying thing is that he actually drooled last night, and there are saliva marks on the corners of his mouth.

Why is he seen to look so bad? How will I face him in the future? When I think of this, I feel that I really am the most sloppy woman in the world.

And Uncle Ma also said that Mr. Song is a very clean person, no wonder he let himself leave when he was eating just now, it should be his own image, so he can't eat.

At this time, I couldn't wait to tidy myself up from beginning to end, but when I returned to the living room, Mr. Song had already gone to work.

Suddenly I felt very lost in my heart, which made me very strange.

Although Mr. Song is gone, I also remember what Uncle Ma told me that Mr. Song has to clean at least twice a day inside and out, so I can't wait to clean it from the upper floor after breakfast.

After cleaning all the rooms, I was already tired and sat on the sofa, and I finally knew why others couldn't do it for long, just cleaning the house was already killing people, and I had to cook.

I can't figure it out, why does Mr. Song live in such a big house alone, why can't he change to a smaller house, is it because he wants to highlight that he has money?

And you have to clean it again in the afternoon, can't this house be cleaned only once a day? It seems that when Mr. Song comes back tonight, he must discuss it with him and see if he can think of a compromise solution, if this continues for a long time, I will definitely not be able to stand it.

After a break, I looked at the time and went back to cooking.

Obviously I work in a hospital, and there is a canteen in the hospital itself, so why do I have to cook and send myself over, isn't it embarrassing?

If I don't send him food at noon, I may have an hour or two to rest, but if I deliver food at noon, then I really don't have any rest time during the day.

No wonder the salary is so high to work here! I knew that this was the case yesterday, when I was looking for a job, I should have found someone with a lower salary, so that I would be more relaxed, but now I am really going crazy.

Although I was chattering and complaining, it didn't delay my cooking time.

After an hour of hard work, I finally made a few dishes, and after I finished loading, I looked at the time and found that there was not enough time, and I couldn't care about eating by myself, so I went out with the lunch box.

Although Uncle Ma said that he would help him deliver food at noon, and said that Mr. Song paid for the round-trip fare, he didn't give himself any money yesterday, so now he has to use his own money to paste it.

Seeing that there was not enough time, Lan Xin had no choice but to stop a taxi and rush to the hospital.

When the car pulled up to the hospital, I felt the urge to kill myself.

I didn't expect a taxi to sit in for twenty or thirty minutes, and it actually cost me 200 yuan for the fare, doesn't this cost me my life?

"Are you alright, young lady?"

Sitting in the back seat, I shook my head in pain.

"Uncle, can you give a discount, I've only been sitting for so many minutes, why do you want 200 yuan."

When the driver in front of me heard me say this, his originally smiling face immediately became serious.

"What are you talking about, young lady? I'm timed, not bargaining, the usual car is 200 yuan when I get here, if you don't believe it, you can ask others, I didn't charge your money at all. ”

These people nowadays are getting more and more excessive, and they want to take a car and don't want to pay, no matter how they are, they are also employees of large companies.

Anyway, he didn't collect money indiscriminately today, even if she sued the company, he was not afraid, he had seen a lot of such guests, but what he didn't expect was that such a beautiful girl could actually do such a thing.

"Uncle, you misunderstood, I just ......"

At this point, I don't even know what to say! Forget it, since you sit all the seats, the money must be a big deal to pay, next time you don't take a taxi, you should buy a bicycle.

Otherwise, I would never be able to take a taxi every day to deliver food to him, how much should it cost to pay such a month?

As soon as I thought of this, I quickly took out 200 yuan from my pocket and handed it to the driver.

After getting out of the car, I couldn't wait to run to the hospital, and after inquiring, I finally came to Mr. Song's office, but the nurse told me that Mr. Song had surgery today and had to wait for him to come out, so I had to wait in his office with food.

I guess I got up in the morning to work, and I haven't had a break until now, so I fell asleep as soon as I sat on the sofa.

Song Yichen, who had just come down from the operating room, just walked into his office and saw Lan Xin lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

Seeing that she was sleeping like a baby, Song Yichen couldn't bear to wake her up.

At this time, Song Yichen took off his coat and put it on for her.

In fact, he was quite tired this morning, he had two surgeries in one morning, and he hadn't drunk a sip of water since the morning, so he felt really tired.

Looking at the food on the table, Song Yichen picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat them.

After eating all the food sent by Lan Xin in a few minutes, Song Yichen sat on his stool after eating, and felt very satisfied when he looked at the sleeping Lan Xin.

That's when the nurse rushed in. "Dean, the 26-bed patient is dying......"