Chapter 9: He Lost Her Medicine
After taking the medicine, Song Ningxi got up and took the bag on the cabinet and rummaged in the bag like crazy.
But I searched through the whole bag and couldn't find what I was looking for.
Song Ningxi instantly ignited a fire in her heart, but she glared at him with great effort: "Mr. Su, may I ask what about the medicine I took before?" β
The heaving chest met her anger at this moment.
"I lost the medicine." Su Xingzhe said coldly.
Song Ningxi stopped the movement in her hand at this time, turned around, her scarlet eyes were flushed, and her eyes were full of cruelty.
It was as if he could shoot countless blades through him.
"What did you say?" Song Ningxi pursed her lips and suppressed it for a long time, and opened her lips slightly: "...... You... Again, that medicine ......"
"I lost the medicine, what you need to take now is the babysittency/fetal medicine." Su Xingzhe's blue eyes stared at her tightly, and his expression was still so indifferent.
"You... Why are you... Lost my medicine! That's my life-saving medicine! Why did you lose it like that? Song Ningxi clenched her hands angrily, trembling all over, clenching her teeth and trying to keep her composure, but the violently undulating chest betrayed her anger.
The right hand clenched into a fist hit him in the chest, and the muffled sound of "bang" made people feel inward, how much pain does this have to be?
Su Xingzhe just frowned slightly, didn't say a word, his upright body didn't move, his eyes stared at him tightly, and his facial features were indeed expressionless.
However, the tight muscles in his chest made Song Ningxi's protruding finger bones painful.
That punch, the wind swept up the mint fragrance on his body, Song Ningxi was fleeting surprise when she heard it, she seemed to have guessed something, but she was quickly covered up by anger and sadness.
"Mr. Su, I don't know if you have ever worked hard for a full meal, hehe, I think it is impossible for President Xingning, who has no worries about food and clothing, to have this kind of experience at all. But I, for that little box of medicine, I need to take orders online without sleep for two months to get it together, that is my hard work, but is it regarded as garbage that you say will be thrown away? Song Ningxi's eyes flowed with sad starlight.
knows that life is not easy, so Song Ningxi cherishes what she has little by little, including the box of medicine.
So much so that Su Xingzhe took it upon himself to discard the medicine without her consent, and for her, she discarded her most important treasure like garbage.
She hated his capital.
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That moment
The ward became unusually quiet, so quiet that the air was suffocating, so quiet that you could clearly hear the breathing of the two of them and Song Ningxi's sadness and anger.
She choked on a clear spring in her eyes, and after that she could no longer speak.
Su Xingzhe put his big hand into his trouser pocket, but on the ground where no one could see, he clenched his fists so hard that he turned white, while his palm was tightly holding a box of medicine.
Song Ningxi's eyes, after looking at his undulating expression for a long time, finally chose to let go, since it had been lost.
I couldn't find it anymore, I turned around a little lost, and put the things on the bed back into my bag little by little, but at that moment, I saw her loneliness and sadness clearly.
"Here, your medicine."
Song Ningxi had just collected half of his things, and was suddenly startled by a big hand that broke in, and when he saw the slightly wrinkled medicine box he was holding in his hand, he stopped the movement in his hand: "Didn't Mr. Su say that he lost it?" β
"I didn't have time." Su Xingzhe's words faded away from the previous coldness, and there was a hint of softness in the darkness: "Since it is so important, I will return it to you." β
Song Ningxi's heart shook slightly, and moved up along the line of sight of his hand, the dark blue suit with a kind of overriding rebelliousness, the blue eyes were still clear, but Song Ningxi seemed to see a touch of pity across her eyes.
"Hmph... Song Ningxi: Right? Su Xingzhe stuffed the medicine box into her palms domineeringly, and put his hands in his trouser pockets: "Xing Ning's "Folk Culture" live broadcast program will start next week, hurry up and prepare." β
"So fast?" Song Ningxi was still leisurely opening the zipper to put the medicine box, but when she heard his words, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at him in shock: "Why didn't Sister Ning inform me?" β
"The meeting was just passed this morning, and the notice will be issued tomorrow, today and Friday." Su Xingzhe raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar to remind him secretly.
In this way, she only had less than two days to prepare, and it seems that she was deliberately reminded in advance.
"Thank you, Mr. Su, for reminding me, I will prepare well in the next two days." Song Ningxi only felt that she was a little anxious to get the news now.
After all, the content of his live broadcast has not been prepared, and the direction of paper-cutting has not been determined.
"It seems that I have to hurry up and find my senior brother to determine the direction of this paper-cutting live broadcast." Song Ningxi was thinking about going to someone to determine the direction of paper-cutting in the past two days, when she suddenly felt that someone was trapping her things. When I turned my head, I saw Su Xingzhe taking out her mobile phone from her bag.
"Mr. Su, what are you going to do?" Song Ningxi exclaimed.
"Don't call me Su Xingzhe in the company now." Su Xingzhe was tapping the screen and preparing to unlock it.
However, her phone is facial recognized.
"Unlock the lock." Su Xingzhe slammed the phone in front of her, but the phone turned on in a second: "Sure enough, it starts up quickly without makeup." β
Then he took it back to himself, pointing his finger at the screen.
"Leave you a phone number, in case something is convenient to contact, so that you don't see the news and lose our star lemon's face."
"Su Xingzhe, what did you say?" Song Ningxi was so angry that her cheeks turned blue and red, but she couldn't find any words to reply to him.
Coupled with his serious expression, she couldn't touch the core content of his speech, and forcibly held back the idea of wanting to get angry.
Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he laughed thiefly.
"Mr. Su, isn't this just a turn of the corner and wants me to call?" Song Ningxi smiled evilly, snatched the mobile phone from his hand, and spoke tentatively.
I saw that Su Xingzhe guessed his thoughts, dodged his eyes, lost his previous coldness, and then snorted coldly and pretended to be calm: "Whatever you think, don't talk nonsense, give me the phone quickly." β
"Eh, Mr. Su is a bit of a strong man, the president of the dignified Xingling actually forced the girl to leave a mobile phone number for the phone, how bad it is to be rumored." Song Ningxi covered her mobile phone on her chest, covered her hands with her hands, and deliberately teased.
"Since you don't leave a number for your mobile phone, then you just report your number, and I'll remember it." Su Xingzhe gave up the idea of asking for her mobile phone halfway, turned his head and took out his mobile phone.
For example, a child who asks for a favor wants candy, and if he can't find one way, he will ask for another way.
It's a bit naΓ―ve to look at it that way.
Co-authored, it turned out to be waiting for her here.
Song Ningxi saw that he was determined to get her number, so he pulled the corners of his mouth, and a mysterious smile appeared.
"Give me your phone." Song Ningxi put the phone in her bag and reached out to him to ask for it.
Su Xingzhe was stunned for a while, "...... Why? Then his heart was full of suspicion, looking at her with a puzzled look, his big hand still unconsciously put it into his trouser pocket, took out his mobile phone, pressed the screen, unlocked the fingerprint lock and handed it to her.
"Play a game, and if you can successfully get through a number, I'll give you the number." Song Ningxi's smile suddenly turned more mysterious, and she took two steps closer to him.
Su Xingzhe relaxed a lot at this time.
With the corners of his mouth raised, Song Ningxi took his mobile phone with his chubby fingers and clicked on the screen a few times, opened the calculator, and then entered a string of numbers and some strange symbols on it.
The faint light of the screen hit her smooth skin, but it looked a little baby's immature and translucent.
Although her figure is not very pleasing, her skin is definitely the envy of many girls, delicate and smooth, and even Su Xingzhe can't bear to look away.
"You can enter any nine-digit number." Song Ningxi smiled mysteriously and handed the phone back to him.
This series of operations dazzled Su Xingzhe, and he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in her gourd.
But she did so, reaching for her phone and pressing a few numbers on the screen as she asked.
Song Ningxi didn't say a word, always looked down at his actions, and only spoke when he saw him press the last button: "You copy the last number you got into the phone, and then call that string of numbers." β
Su Xingzhe was even more confused at this time, he couldn't figure out her next step, and still did it, and when he pressed the dial button, it was the mobile phone in Song Ningxi's bag that rang soon after.
Song Ningxi handed the screen of his mobile phone to him, and Su Xingzhe found that the screen displayed on the screen turned out to be his mobile phone number.