Why does this man look so familiar???

Song Xixi quickly remembered that she had seen this man in the hospital before, and he drove her to knock her away.

The two of them almost pressed their cheeks against their cheeks and looked at each other.

Song Xixi's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated and her breathing became slower and heavier. The man's eyes seemed to have a cluster of fire. Song Xixi saw his Adam's apple move slightly. She moved down along his gaze and found that her pajama shoulder straps were sliding down, revealing her snow-white shoulders. The collar of her pajamas was loose, and the spring scenery was bleak.

The two of them had an indescribable ambiguous position.

Song Xixi's chaotic head finally woke up a little, and she reacted and pushed him away rudely.

She rubbed her body that was being pressed, curled up into a ball at the corner of the bed, stretched the distance between the two, crossed her hands to protect her chest, maintaining a stance of protecting her wolves, "You...why are you here?"

Sheng Yanyi was single and stood up slowly with the edge of the bed. Seeing someone treating him as a pervert, his eyelids hopped hard, and his face remained calm and said in a low voice: "I should ask you this sentence."

Song Xixi asked suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

Sheng Yanyi looked at her and said word by word: "This is my room."

"Your room?" Song Xixi was stunned.

Sheng Yanyi's words are as precious as gold, "Yes."

Song Xixi's consciousness gradually returned to the clarity of the clarity. This time she quickly reacted and guessed the identity of the man in front of her, "Are you... Sheng Yanyi?"

Sheng Yanyi nodded, her thin lips slightly opened, "Yes."

Song Xixi: "…"

That day in the hospital, he said his name was Sheng Yanyi.

At that time, she only felt that the name was familiar and did not think deeply about it. After all, there were many people with the same name and surname.

But who would have thought that the world was so small?

Song Xixi knew that the West Courtyard was originally Sheng Yanyi's past, and she was just living under someone else's roof.

However, they all said that Sheng Yanyi had a house outside and would not come back to live there, so she asked her to regard this place as her home and just live there with peace of mind.

I don’t know what the original body thought. She only chose the owner’s room in the West Courtyard.

Now, cough cough...how embarrassing!

Song Xixi would definitely not be so stupid that she would ask her owner to say "Why are you back?" and put on her shoes quickly.

She looked out the window and smiled and covered her embarrassment, "It's too ugly, it's getting late, Mr. Sheng, please rest soon."

"Ugly?" Sheng Yanyi frowned and looked at her. Is he crazy again?

"That's..." Song Xixi silently raised her head on the wall clock, acting as a timer with a expressionless face, "At 1:35 am."

Seeing that he pursed his lips and did not speak, his face was deep, and he knew that he was inappropriate, Song Xixi pointed to the direction of the door, "I'll go out first, good night!"

As soon as Song Xixi stepped out of the threshold with one leg, Sheng Yanyi's voice came from behind. "Song Xixi, come back!"

Stand firmly and turn around.

Song Xixi asked: "Mr. Sheng, do you have anything else?"

Sheng Yanyi didn't speak, with a cold face and a cold look at her. Song Xixi looked in the direction of his finger, and her heartbeat suddenly surged into her throat.

There was a red chest cover at the end of the bed.

It was as if five thunders were thundering, and Song Xixi was stunned and did not come back to her senses for a long time.

Song Xixi's white cheeks were flushed. She lived for two lives, and for the first time she felt embarrassed and powerless.

She walked to the end of the bed with her heavy legs as heavy as a feed of lead, picked up her red chest expressionlessly, stuffed it into the bag.

"Tomorrow, clear out all the things that belong to you here." Sheng Yanyi's cold voice came from behind.

"Okay." On someone else's territory, she has no right to say no.

Song Xixi turned around and looked at Sheng Yanyi and hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Sheng, I have a reluctant request."

Sheng Yanyi's head hurt became stronger and stronger, and his expression also sank a little. His cold tone seemed a little impatient, "Say."

His displeasure was too obvious, and Song Xixi had to sting his head, "I... can I continue to live in the West Hospital in Stay?"

Fearing that Sheng Yanyi would refuse, Song Xixi patted her chest and promised, "Mr. Sheng, please don't worry, I won't disturb you, I will choose the room farthest from you."

"You are Tingchen's fiancée, and it's not appropriate to continue living here with me." Sheng Yanyi looked at her with half-squinted eyes, "Are you not afraid that your fiancé will think too much about it?"

"He thinks whatever he wants." Song Xixi muttered in a low voice. She raised her eyes to meet Sheng Yanyi's scrutiny gaze, and said bluntly: "He won't think too much."

"You're so sure he won't think too much?" Sheng Yanyi's eyes were a little aggressive.

"Because..." Sheng Yanyi's eyes were sharp, as if she could see people's hearts. Song Xixi knew that he was not the kind of fool who was easy to fool. He would slap his mouth without saying secret words. She simply turned the words aside, "Because he didn't want to marry me."

Sheng Yanyi was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Song Xixi to pick the words so straightforward.

"You..." Suddenly, the back of the head seemed to be hit hard by a sharp weapon. Sheng Yanyi was so painful that she almost couldn't stand steadily, and her eyes were quick and her hands were quick to support the table next to her.

Song Xixi then realized that Sheng Yanyi's face was not right, and her eyes moved down from his face. She saw him pushing his hands on the edge of the desk with one hand, and her clenched fist was protruding blue veins, as if she was trying her best to endure the pain.

"Mr. Sheng, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Song Xixi looked at the man and quickly concluded, "Your blue meridian burst out on your forehead and your face is pale. It's a discomfort on your head, right?"

Sheng Yanyi has had migraine problems since childhood. Although he doesn’t often get sick, every time he gets sick, he feels like he has lost half his life. He struggled to squeeze out a sentence, “Now, you can go out.”

As if she didn't hear him, Song Xixi walked towards him and grabbed his right wrist to take his pulse.

"You can see a doctor?" Sheng Yanyi said something questioned, but she didn't take her hand back and let Song Xixi take her pulse for him.

"Your disease is caused by the womb." This is what they are talking about now.

"Mirearhead is not easy to cure, and it is easy to recur." Song Xixi continued: "This disease is often vaguely painful at the beginning, and gradually becomes pulsating pain, which worsens when it is active. When it is painful, you can't help twisting your head off by yourself."

It hurt like this, Sheng Yanyi refused to hum. Like her father, she was a hard bone that would rather shed blood than cry.

"Do you feel stomach upset and abdominal pain now? Also, you are feeling chills all over now, right?" Song Xixi's words were not a question, but a declarative sentence, declarative statement, declarative facts with certainty.

Sheng Yanyi was a little surprised. The symptoms she said were all over, "Have you studied medicine before?"

Song Xixi nodded, "I understand a little bit."

In his previous life, Song Xixi's grandfather was a magistrate of the Imperial Hospital, and all of his ancestors studied medicine for three generations.

When she was a child, Song Xixi lived in her grandfather's house for three or five months every year. Her grandfather said that she had a very good talent and a good memory, and was a leader among her peers. He wanted Song Xixi to inherit his mantle, so he taught her all her life's learning.

Song Xixi suddenly approached Sheng Yanyi, and the strong smell of alcohol instantly surrounded her. "I drank a lot of bars tonight. If you want to live a long life, I suggest you quit smoking and drinking. In addition, you should eat lightly, have enough rest, and release the pressure appropriately."

"Avoid drinking and eating vegetarian food, are you making me a monk?"

"You really don't have the potential to be a monk. I really didn't joke with you. Mr. Sheng, you shouldn't have touched your illness, so try to touch as little as possible." Song Xixi said: "Wait for me."

Sheng Yanyi's eyes followed Song Xixi, and she saw her take out a small wooden box from her small backpack.

Is this acupuncture?

Song Xixi took out a needle, "I'll give you a few needles now, which can effectively relieve the pain."

Seeing his hesitant look, Song Xixi frowned slightly, "Do you can't believe in my medical skills?"
Chapter completed!