Song Sihuai is very paranoid, and if he doesn't die head-on, his entanglement will be endless.

So when Song Sihuai called her, she answered.

Song Sihuai thought she wouldn't answer, but was surprised: "Mianmian? ”

"Song Sihuai, are you finished?" Wen Cun had already changed his number, and the current number was probably stolen by Zhuo Xun from Nie Shuxue.

Song Sihuai's voice had a smile: "You still remember my number." ”

"......" Wen Cun was stunned for a moment, and after realizing that what he said was the truth, she sneered and hung up directly.

Song Sihuai immediately called again, but Wen Cun didn't answer again.

After he hit him more than a dozen times, Wen Cun replied to him with a text message: I don't want to hear your voice again, and if I beat you again, I will block you!

Song Sihuai quickly replied: Okay, listen to you, I won't fight.

Wen Cun didn't come back.

Song Sihuai quickly sent another one: Mianmian, no matter what you do to me now, I will accept it. You've got to give me a chance to explain, though, don't you?

Wen Cun waited for him to say this: Okay. But I don't want to see you again these days, and when I come back, I'll inform you of the place, and we'll make it clear in person.

As for how many days to wait, it depends on Xiao Rongzheng.

Song Sihuai thought that the relationship between the two had a chance to turn around, and agreed very happily.

But in the next two days, he was not restless, and wanted to add her to WeChat for a while, and then sent her some food photos by text message, and said to himself that he wanted to take her to try it.

Wen Cun was so annoyed by him that he had no intention of working and blocked him.

However, it was not a way to drag it out, so she had to take the initiative to find Xiao Rongzheng.

When she entered Xiao Rongzheng's office, Xiao Rongzheng's desk was full of drawings.

Xiao Rongzheng propped himself up on the desk with one hand, leaning over to draw something with a pen, and the thin lips under the bridge of Yingting's nose were stretched into a straight line, indicating that he was in a serious state of work at the moment.

Wen Cun thought of his purpose, and his face was a little hot.

Coupled with the fact that she has no experience in seducing/seducing men, she was there for a while, and suddenly she didn't know what to say.

Instead, Xiao Rongzheng glanced at her: "Professor Lance is coming tomorrow, you can inform me and let the doctors sort out the more representative medical records at hand." ”

Lance is an expert in regenerative medicine, and as an exoskeleton engineer, it is not uncommon for Xiao Rongzheng to learn and collaborate with these professors and experts.

It's just that this professor came up on an impromptu basis, so the information has to be urgent.

In order to present the best data, Xiao Rongzheng asked Zhou Shuxuan and another male doctor, Qin Zejun, to also work overtime.

After Professor Lance came, Xiao Rongzheng was either working overtime, or accompanying Professor Lance outside to push the cup and change the lamp, so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, and he seemed to have forgotten the desire for warmth.

Wen Cun was also busy, so naturally he didn't find a chance.

At noon on Thursday, Professor Lance made the east and asked Xiao Rongzheng to bring Wen Cun, Zhou Shuxuan and Qin Zejun.

At the end of the meal, Qin Zejun and Zhou Shuxuan rushed back to work in the rehabilitation center, while Wen Cun was responsible for driving and accompanying Xiao Rongzheng to send Professor Lance to the airport.

Professor Lance's departure means that Xiao Rongzheng's busy life has come to an end.

Xiao Rongzheng seemed to be very tired, his fingers against his temples, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Wen Cun thought of Song Sihuai's entanglement, and his heart began to move, and he always unconsciously peeked at Xiao Rongzheng on the way back.

I don't know how many times it was, but Xiao Rongzheng, who was aware, suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes are facing each other.

Because of the weakness of the heart, Wen Cun's heart almost jumped out!

She withdrew her gaze to look at the road conditions, and asked with a steady expression: "Mr. Xiao, are you going back to the rehabilitation center directly?" ”

Xiao Rongzheng didn't answer immediately, he changed his sitting position.

His legs were too long for him to stretch, so his legs naturally diverged.

On the contrary, Wen Cun sat up straight, his slender legs tight.

The Adam's apple rolled, and Xiao Rongzheng turned his head to look out the car window: "Send me back to the hotel." ”