Qi family.

"What did you say?"

Qi Feiyun's eyes widened, staring incredulously at the subordinates who came to report.

"Miss, all the people we are looking for have been arrested by that Ji Huaishen."

"Rubbish, it's all rubbish!"

Qi Feiyun gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Suddenly, a cold smile opened at the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, she kept a hand.

No matter how big Ji Huaishen's ability is, he can't find her head.

This time, he failed to get rid of Mu Xiaocheng, which means that Jian has a big life.

Next time, it won't be so cheap for her.

Qi Feiyun's hand hanging down at her side slowly clenched, and her eyes were fierce.

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Song Yansheng was sent to the hospital, which frightened the people of the Song family again.

Fortunately, with Meng Xunqian here, the situation is not too serious.

By the next day, Song Yansheng's condition had improved, and the fever had subsided.

Meng Xunqian took two students over to check the ward, and saw Song Yansheng half-lying on the hospital bed, with a computer on the small table in front of him.

His face was extremely fair, but he looked intently at the computer in front of him, frowning and thinking.

At a glance, Meng Xunqian knew.

Song Yansheng can't be idle anymore and is working.

This must be some kind of game data or program code that is being studied.

"I knew you couldn't be idle."

Meng Xunqian was dressed in a white coat, his posture was straight, and his whole person looked as warm as jade.

Song Yansheng coughed lightly, glanced at him lazily, and ignored him.

Instead, he continued to do his own thing.

Meng Xunqian was not annoyed, walked to his side, personally checked it for him, and then explained a few words to the students beside him.

The students went out consciously.

In the ward, only Meng Xunqian and Song Yansheng remained.

The two grew up in the same college, Meng Xunqian is twenty-eight this year, and Song Yansheng is twenty-seven.

It's also the same age.

In addition, Meng Xunqian has always been Song Yansheng's attending doctor, so the relationship between the two is naturally good.

Meng Xunqian put away the stethoscope, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person on the hospital bed, the corners of his mouth curved: "I heard that last night, a girl sent you here?" ”

"You're still so drunk that you don't have anything with you. It's still an uncle and aunt who was notified by someone from our hospital. ”

Hearing Meng Xunqian's words, Song Yansheng slowly raised his eyes, his eyes cold.

Meng Xunqian didn't care, and there was no smile on his warm face.

"As your attending doctor, I have to remind you again, Song Dashao, your immunity is lower than that of ordinary people, whether it is smoking or drinking, you can't touch it again."

When Meng Xunqian said this, the aura on his body changed suddenly.

It seems that he has instantly become an impersonal cold-faced doctor.

Song Yansheng didn't speak, and lowered his eyes.

This time, it was he who was willful.

He just wanted to experience the life of a normal person.

So he went to the bar.

Others say that getting drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, and he also wants to try the taste of wine, but ......

He seems to be causing trouble for everyone again.

He lowered his eyes, showing loneliness.

Seeing this, Meng Xunqian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have a good rest, don't be stupid next time." ”

With that, he turned and left the ward.

At this moment, Yang Pu walked in with lunch.

As he walked, he scrolled through Weibo.

He put the thermos box on the table, opened it, and placed it in front of Song Yansheng in turn.

handed a spoon to Song Yansheng again.

"Young master, this is the soup made by Aunt Yun, you can drink some first."

Song Yansheng took it and drank the soup quietly.

Yang Pu picked up his mobile phone again at this time, and while scrolling through Weibo, he said to himself: "Damn! These trolls are too shameless, right? So black my goddess! ”

(End of chapter)