Chapter 299

When George Sheng was in the beautiful river and mountain, he saw that Song Xi's car was located on the street, just opposite. She has at least two groups of people with her, he is not so worried, normal social intercourse, is occasionally habitually look at the mobile phone, found that she is always in a position.

It's almost eleven o'clock at night when the dinner is over. Yuanbao is in charge of the follow-up arrangement, while Georges Sheng goes out to the other side of the street and enters the cafe.

When he pushed open the door of the private room, he thought he would see Song Xi, who was enjoying leisure and entertainment. Unexpectedly, he saw Song Xi sitting at a table, with one hand reading books and the other hand pulling his hair.

Song Xi did not expect that someone would not be invited to come in. She turned her head and looked on guard. When she saw Georges Sheng's familiar face, she immediately changed her face, took her finger out of her hair, and then stood up and said, "are you busy?"

George Sheng went to the table and saw that his food didn't move much. The table was full of materials and books. He took a chair and sat down. His face was light and he said, "what do you want to test?"

Song Xi also sat down, very light sigh, way: "fixed title examination, to prepare papers."

George Sheng asked casually, "do you worry about exams, too?"

Song Xi replied: "I'm not afraid of exams. It's very troublesome to write papers. I can't write papers that I had before. I have to study new topics and new directions. I'm usually in clinical practice. I really can't do academic work."

George Sheng said, "just write a new one?"

Song Xiben was worried by the paper, and he almost blew up the temple. But to his cold face of asceticism, her fire was still in her heart, but she could not help complaining: "how can there be so many new topics to study? What's more, in our public hospitals, stability is the most important thing. To put it in a bad way, we don't want to be meritorious, but we want to be flawless. We will not start to invest in anything new until other places start to popularize it and make sure it is safe. "

Georges Sheng face unchanged, light tone: "that also write what?"

The implication is that the result is settled. Why bother others?

Song Xi sipped his beautiful lip, took a deep breath, and then returned with a smile: "I want to make some contribution to the history of human medicine."

Looking at her smile, Georgeson glanced at her: "there's no one else here, and I won't pass it on to your Dean. There's no need to be so hypocritical."

Song Xi face smile is still good-looking, dare not be too ironic, only dare to tentatively with two points provocative tone back: "want to get a promotion, want to get a raise."

George Sheng's eyes glided a little. As expected, he said coldly: "it's all people who are crawling and beating in the world of mortals. Don't pretend that they don't eat fireworks."

He said this with a sense of ridicule, but Song Xi didn't bear it with him. Instead, he took a pen and wrote it in the book seriously. Georges Sheng glanced at it casually and found that she had written down his words.

With vigilance and precaution in his black pupils, Georgeson asked, "what's the matter?"

Song Xi bowed his head and wrote back: "I'm going to show this to the president of our hospital. Maybe he, like me, will be able to give me a promotion and a raise without me."

Hearing the speech, Georges Sheng couldn't tell from the bottom of his heart whether he was angry or happy.

Don't know from when, she no longer with him, he guessed the reason, but strange use.

Song Xi took a drink and caught a glimpse of the orange cake on the plate. She raised her eyes and said to George Sheng, "this cake is delicious. It tastes like orange. Do you want to eat it? I'll order another one for you. "

Unexpectedly, instead of telling her not to eat or asking her to go out and take it, Georgeson raised his hand and took the new spoon next to him. He took a spoon off the cake she had never touched and put it into his mouth.

Song Xi sees this, the bottom of his heart inexplicably moved, some embarrassed, even if two people eat a head and a tail, the spoon is not the same.

George Sheng took a bite, should be feel good, so the whole plate in front of him, slightly hanging line of sight to eat.

He didn't say he wanted to leave after entering the door. Song Xi was embarrassed to stare at him eating, so he had to keep his eyes open and pick up the book to continue to read.

On the way, the little wolf dog came to Georgeson's feet, put his nose close to his trousers, smelled it, and then curled up in the same place. It was clearly a dog, but he acted like a cat.

George Sheng picked up a strawberry and bent down to feed it. He smelled it but didn't eat it. George Sheng put the strawberry back on the plate. After a while, he said in a light voice: "don't pretend to be a student. If you can't write it, you can't write it."

Said, fruit plate to her in front of a swing, "eat up, Bubu brain."

Song Xi immediately looked up and said, "I saw you feed the dog."

What the dog doesn't eat, turn around and give it to her. How bad is his heart?

Seeing the anger in her eyes, Georgeson replied on the spot, "you give me the same food as the dog. What did I say?"

Think of last night's pimple soup, Song Xi for a moment, dun dun just way: "you are not a bowl."

George Sheng looks at her coldly. Song Xi angrily doesn't open his eyes and reaches for a chelizi to eat.

George Sheng said, "eat strawberries."

Song Xi saw that there were still two strawberries left, but she couldn't remember which one he had given to the dog, so she shook her head, "no, I'll just have something else."

"Don't mention it, I'll pay for it," Georgeson said

Song Xi still shook his head, "you are welcome, you eat, I pay."

He threatened her with his eyes again. Song Xi thought that he couldn't retreat this time, otherwise he would dare to threaten her to eat dog food in the future.

Thinking about it, she suddenly raised her hand to pick up the two strawberries, poured them under the table for several times, then put both hands on the table, looked at him and said, "you choose first."

George Sheng glanced at her two empty fists and said, "right side."

Hearing the words, Song Xi couldn't help but feel happy at the bottom of his heart. He immediately spread out his palm and handed the strawberry to him.

Georges Sheng did not answer, the fundus of the eye quickly across a narrow, thin lips open, voice: "you eat."

Song Xi is a little anxious, "you chose it."

"You didn't say who chose who ate," Georgeson said

Just now, he just casually tested. When he chose his right hand, Song Xi was obviously elated.

Choked by him, Song Xi also blames herself for not saying clearly. She looks down slightly. She hesitates whether to eat or not.

George Sheng sat opposite, eating the cake slowly, without raising his eyelids, and said: "to be a man, if you are willing to gamble, you will admit defeat."

Song Xi's face is full of laughter, but his mother sells criticism from the bottom of his heart. I didn't expect him to be so cunning. She thought he was in a rare good mood. If he was willing to talk to her so much, all his feelings were routine!

Just eat, and buy a lesson.

Yu Guang catches a glimpse of Song Xi putting strawberries in his mouth, and Georges Sheng's eyes finally show a smile.