The smell of sourness spread in the air. Sheng Yanyi looked at the spit-stained shirt and gritted his teeth and said, "Song Xixi!"

Song Xixi's stomach felt like it was being burned by fire, she felt extremely uncomfortable, and her face turned pale, "Yes... I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

Seeing her look like this, the anger in Sheng Yanyi's heart was extinguished instantly as if someone poured a plate of cold water on her head.

From the moment he went to Mingzhu Fishing Port to pick her up, he should have expected this situation.

Sheng Yanyi accepted her fate for being nosy and helped her sit on the sofa, "Sit tight and don't move!"

Song Xixi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Okay, I won't move, I won't move..."

Sheng Yanyi first cleaned up the dirt on the floor, then went back to the room and changed a set of clothes, and then went into the kitchen to make a pot of sobering tea for her.

When he entered the room with the sobering tea, Song Xixi fell asleep on the sofa.

But she didn't sleep peacefully, her brows were knitted together, and a layer of cold sweat covered her forehead, as if she was having a nightmare.

"Song Xixi, wake up..."

"Song Xixi, wake up..."

Song Xixi woke up in a daze, opened her eyes and met Sheng Yanyi's worried and anxious eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Why are you looking at me like this? What happened?"

"Did you have a nightmare just now?" Sheng Yanyi asked.

Song Xixi was in a daze, remembering the dream she had just had.

Shen Qingci, her childhood sweetheart in her previous life.

The Song and Shen families were family friends, and they got married at the fingertips. Their parents agreed that they would get married after she was born.

But just a few days before they got married, Shen Qingci died trying to save her.

It's been a long time, but Song Xixi still often dreams about him. He was covered in blood, and he used his last strength to push her to his personal guard, shouting hysterically: "Xi'er, leave quickly!"

In that accident, Song Xixi was also seriously injured. She was in a coma for more than half a month before she woke up.

But Shen Qingci never woke up again.

He even gave up his life to save her, but she failed to send him on his last journey.

Shen Qingci has become a regret that she will never be able to make up for in her life, and a nightmare that will linger in her life.

"Song Xixi."

"Song Xixi."

Song Xixi slowly came back to her senses and raised her eyes to look at Sheng Yanyi, unaware that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Sheng Yanyi wanted to reach out to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, but his hand froze in mid-air, and finally slowly put it down, "Are you okay?"

At this time, Song Xixi's consciousness was much clearer. She shook her head, steeled herself and said with a smile, "It's okay. I just drank too much and my head is dizzy."

"You advised me to stop drinking and maintain health, but you yourself were so drunk that you fell unconscious. As a doctor, can't you lead by example and set a good example for your patients?"

Why did it seem like I could hear a hint of grievance in his tone?

Song Xixi smiled and said, "My situation is different from yours. You have a headache and must stop drinking and maintain your health."

"So what you're saying is that people who don't have head problems can indulge as much as they want without giving themselves a head problem?"

Sheng Yanyi felt an unknown fire rising from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried, and his tone was naturally not very good. "Song Xixi, I don't object to you drinking, but can you be a little more safety conscious?"

"Where is Mingzhu Fishing Port?" Sheng Yanyi said sharply: "That place is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and everyone is there. You two girls were so drunk there that you fell unconscious. Didn't you think that you would meet bad people?"

The more Sheng Yanyi thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she spoke, the angrier she became, "Song Xixi, you are twenty-three this year, not three. Can you please help yourself when you go out in the future?"

Song Xixi had never seen Sheng Yanyi get so angry before, and was stunned for a moment.

After being scolded by him, Song Xixi felt aggrieved and said eagerly: "Mr. Sheng, I know you are worried about Yurou, but I think you can say these words in front of her. I don't want to be like you.

The messenger in the middle.”

Song Xixi knew that the person Sheng Yanyi was really worried about was Zhou Yurou. After all, Yurou was his fiancée.

And she should be the one who loves the house and the bird.

"You..." Sheng Yanyi's face turned even darker, and he cursed through gritted teeth, "You are really playing the piano to a cow."

Song Xixi didn't hear the last part of what he said clearly, so she blurted out: "Mr. Sheng, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

"It's nothing." Sheng Yanyi picked up the sobering tea and handed it to her, "Drink it."

Song Xixi came closer and smelled it. The smell was not very good. She frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"Sobering up tea." Sheng Yanyi said: "I didn't want to feel uncomfortable, so I drank it."

Song Xixi shook her head, "I don't feel bad, I feel much better now."

The implication is: she doesn't want to drink this bowl of sobering tea that smells weird...

Everyone who serves her knows that although she often deals with medicinal materials, she hates drinking medicine.

She cannot endure hardship, not even the slightest bit of hardship.

Seeing the conflicted look on her face, Sheng Yanyi half-squinted his eyes, "If you don't drink, then I have to..."

"What can I do?" Seeing his appearance, Song Xixi had a bad feeling in her heart.

The curve of Sheng Yanyi's lips slowly moved upward, and he said word by word: "Then I have no choice but to feed you with my own hands."

"Hey..." Song Xixi shook her head like a rattle and laughed twice, "I'm not a three-year-old child..."

"You also know that you are not a three-year-old child?" Sheng Yanyi glanced at her lightly, stuffed the sobering tea into her hand, and said in an order that could not tolerate objection: "Bitter medicine, give it to her while it's hot.

Drink."

"Your hangover tea tastes too..." Song Xixi looked reluctant, but when she met Sheng Yanyi's eyes, she quickly raised her hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll drink it. Isn't it okay if I drink it?"

"

Song Xixi took the sobering tea from his hand, with a majestic look on her face as if she were about to die. She closed her eyes and drank it in one breath.

Her mouth was filled with a bitter and astringent taste, and Song Xixi's facial features were almost balled up. "Mr. Sheng, what kind of hangover tea are you talking about? Why is it so bitter?"

"Is it very bitter?" Sheng Yanyi frowned slightly. The one he tasted just now was not as bitter as she said.

"What do you think?" Song Xixi has always been resistant to bitter tastes. A little bit of bitter taste, when it comes to her, is like a magnifying glass, which will be magnified infinitely.

Sheng Yanyi said: "Give me your hand."

Song Xixi asked doubtfully: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you know if you give me your hand?"

"What are you doing, so mysterious?" Song Xixi stretched out her hand to Sheng Yanyi in confusion.

Sheng Yanyi's right hand, which was clenched into a fist, was stretched out in front of her, and then he slowly opened his hand. Song Xixi saw that there was a beautifully packaged candy in his palm.

He put the candy on her palm and said, "Eat it and it won't be bitter anymore."

Sheng Yanyi was completely different from when he yelled at her just now. The current Sheng Yanyi was a bit gentle and gentle.

Song Xixi's mind was filled with doubts. Are all men so fickle nowadays?
Chapter completed!