Chapter 255

Song Xi took a four hour train ride from mincheng to Nancheng. She got out of the station and took a nonstop taxi to the airport. When she got to the airport, she was in a hurry to collect tickets and conduct security checks. She was afraid that she would not go back to the night city. So she was not until she sat in the waiting room and saw that the people around her were relaxed, so she gradually felt relieved.

There is less than 20% electricity left on the mobile phone. Song Xi looks at the message sent to George Sheng over and over again. If he sends more than one message, it's almost seven o'clock now. Can you see it? Won't you answer?

For a time, she thought that her mobile phone was in arrears, and she couldn't receive the message from others, so she made a special call to Han Chunmeng, and finally determined that it wasn't her problem.

After chatting for a while, there was only 10% left. Song Xi hung up and hesitated again and again, but still called George Sheng.

The phone rang five times before it was connected. Georges Sheng didn't speak. Song Xi looked at the screen, and the number of seconds was still increasing. She tentatively said, "hello?" He let out a cry.

George Sheng returned a lukewarm "um.".

Song Xi saw that he was listening and said, "did you tell Yuanbao about boiling Chinese medicine?"

She didn't see George Sheng's cold face. Would he tell Yuanbao? Do you want yuanbaolai to cook medicine for him?

He was in a bad mood, but Georges Sheng didn't want to let her know, so he didn't want to lose his temper with her, so he replied coldly, "that's it?"

Song Xi said: "don't bother Yuanbao. Before, I was afraid I couldn't go back, and I couldn't stop drinking traditional Chinese medicine, so I said hello to you in advance. Now I'm sure I can go back, and I'll cook by myself when I get home at night."

Although his face was expressionless, there was something strange in his heart. After a pause of two seconds, he asked in his voice, "isn't mincheng a typhoon?" How did she get back?

Song Xi said: "I'm in Nancheng. When I sent you a text message, I already reserved a ticket to Nancheng. Mincheng can't fly. Now I'm going to fly from Nancheng to Yecheng."

George Sheng himself was aware of the obvious fluctuation of his mood, and he was particularly reluctant to talk to her the other second

"You played well in advance." He was neither hot nor cold, neither salty nor insipid, and he could not tell whether he was praising or teasing, but only he knew it well, and he was in a better mood.

Song Xi raised the corner of his lips and replied with a smile: "that's what I have to do to promise people. Moreover, I am a professional doctor with professional quality. The patient's body is always in the first place with me."

Listening to her triumphant tone, Georges Sheng saw a bright light across her eyes and opened her thin lips. "Typhoons can't keep you. It seems that you are determined to force others."

By implication, she came back specially to force him to drink Chinese medicine.

Song Xi smiles, "I..."

George Sheng only heard her laughter. Suddenly, there was no sound in his mobile phone. He looked again and the phone hung up.

Waiting for her to call back, one minute, two minutes, five minutes... Georgeson gave her a call back.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off."

Song Xizheng had a good chat. His mobile phone ran out of power. He wanted to find a place to recharge it, but not far away, he was queuing up for boarding.

On the plane, Song Xi is in a good mood for no reason. It may be that he has been tossing about for so long, but he is finally going home this time. Just as the saying goes, people are in a dilemma, that's all.

During the two-hour flight, the plane was obviously bumpy. To say how big the bumpy range was, Song Xi's sleep quality was also awakened.

Next to the passengers look nervous, Song Xi is also a little afraid, after all, the feeling of feet on the ground, no sense of security.

When she was a child, she learned to drive a motorcycle. She was afraid that she would not run away in an emergency; Learn to swim for fear of drowning in the water; Study medicine, afraid of family and friends sick; In a word, she learned everything to enhance her sense of security, but she has not found a way to solve it by flying. After all, she can't learn to fly.

After she woke up, the plane continued to bump for more than a minute. At the most obvious time, it seemed that the whole plane fell rapidly, and people were weightless, not to mention the heart in her chest.

At night, the indicator lights up, and the voice of the stewardess comes from the radio, "dear passengers, the plane is constantly bumping due to the weather and strong airflow. Please keep your seat belt tight..."

Someone behind him muttered, "is it raining outside?"

"I don't know. I heard that a strong typhoon landed in mincheng today, which affected several provinces nearby. It was raining heavily. Before I got on the plane, I had a look at the weather in Yecheng and said it was raining tonight."

Song Xi leans back in her seat, reciting Lord Amen secretly for a while, and then telling herself that she is an atheist and wants to insist on science to change her fate... But it's useless for pediatrics, and Buddha's blessing is better.

During the two-hour flight, there were three bumps and two obvious shakes. When the plane arrived at the night city airport, everyone was almost crying with joy.

Song Xi's eyes stare like light bulbs. This time, he is really not sleepy at all.

When the plane taxied on the runway, the stewardess told us through the radio that it was raining outside, so that we could prepare shelter tools.

Song Xi did bring an umbrella when she came out of the hospital, but the umbrella was confiscated during the security check. Now she is alone, and she has a bag without a big face.

When she got off the plane, Song Xi deliberately stopped and walked behind. Anyway, going out early was also early in the rain. She might as well wait until the end and run faster.

Thinking about this, she became the last passenger to come out of the plane. The stewardess smiles at her and welcomes her to take the plane next time. Song Xi thinks, take it easy first.

Looking out from the side, it's raining cats and dogs, and there are few passengers with umbrellas. Because most umbrellas do not conform to the regulations of carrying on, they have to be checked in. So at first glance, we all run to the ferry station in the rain.

Song Xi put the bag on her head and was about to rush out. Suddenly, she bowed her head and saw a black umbrella going up from the bottom. The top of the umbrella was large and covered the people inside. The stairs of the plane were only so narrow. Song Xi didn't want to squeeze with others, so she stood on it and wanted to wait for someone to come up.

Just a dozen steps, as the black umbrella gradually approached, Song Xi saw a pair of black shoes, black trousers, and then a black shirt, a man.

Song Xi didn't think much about it at all. When the man stepped on the last grid, she was just about to rush out. She saw the beautiful face under the umbrella when she lifted the top of the umbrella.

Through the line of water dripping from the tip of the umbrella, for a moment, Song Xi thought he had seen a ghost. Sheng Sheng was so scared that he took a breath and stood still.

When the stewardess in the plane saw George Sheng, she was also astonished. Imagine the dark night and the heavy rain outside. A man like a God appeared in front of her with a black umbrella. Anyone who walked around would think it was an illusion.