The sentence "I didn't manage it well" directly made Song Xi turn over. He couldn't help looking up at him. The smile on his face was half stiff. He secretly asked what he was up to?

Hearing this, Qin Xuesong laughed more clearly. Seeing this, Song Xi laughed and said, "he loves to joke."

Then she whispered, "I'm not your dog."

Several people go to the table. Song Xi pulls a chair for Qin Xuesong himself. George Sheng sits opposite him. He is wearing a black sweater with a black shirt inside. The cuff of the shirt covers his wrist. Song Xi says, "untie the cuff and show your wrist."

George Sheng obeyed and put his arm on the table. Qin Xuesong showed him his pulse.

Song Xili, like a family member, looked nervous.

Usually, it doesn't take long to see the pulse. However, Qin Xuesong didn't speak for a long time, and asked George Sheng to change his hand. Song Xi didn't dare to make a sound when he wanted to ask, so he could only hold it.

For a long time, Qin Xuesong asked, "how many hours do you sleep every day?"

"About three hours," said Georgeson

Qin Xuesong asked, "do you want to keep it like this for a long time, or do you want to sleep longer every once in a while?"

George Sheng just wanted to say no, but suddenly flashed naked pictures in his mind. He once dreamed of Song Xi, but somehow that time, maybe she had poisoned the incense, and he slept all night.

Knowing that he told the truth, Qin Xuesong will ask why, but if he doesn't tell the truth... Yu Guang glimpses Song Xi standing next to him. She is very serious, even nervous.

He didn't want to let her down.

Thin lips open, Georges Sheng back: "occasionally will sleep very deep, very rarely."

Sure enough, Qin Xuesong asked, "what's the situation like?"

George Sheng's face is not red or white, and his voice is not hot or cold: "Song Xi bought me an aromatherapy oven, when I used it for the first time."

Qin Xuesong asked again, "what about now?"

"It's the same thing," Georgeson said

Song Xi looked at the conversation between them. He asked, "teacher, how is he?"

Qin Xuesong said: "I just gave him a pulse. It's reasonable to say that a person with severe insomnia like him has not only kidney fire and liver fire, but also other pulse conditions. But I think his pulse condition is stable and powerful, which is a good pulse condition for his body."

Song Xi is ready for George Sheng's trouble. As a result, Qin Xuesong is unprepared and says, "no?"

"I felt his pulse before, and he had a big kidney fire."

With that, Song Xi naturally put his hand on George Sheng's wrist.

Qin Xuesong said, "can I make a mistake?"

Song Xi a thought is also, don't play big knife in front of Guan Gong, withdraw a hand, she wonder son ask: "that is how to return a responsibility son?"

Qin Xuesong asked George Sheng, "have you done any conditioning recently?"

George Sheng truthfully replied: "milk and honey water have not been broken, all kinds of porridge and soup that Song Xi said are good for sleep, as well as fruits."

Qin Xuesong nodded: "no wonder the kidney fire goes down."

Song Xi asked: "teacher, even if the kidney fire goes down, he can't sleep, won't it affect his body?"

Qin Xuesong said: "I just want to say this. For normal people, we need at least seven hours of sleep every day. But for normal people, sometimes speaking plainly, it only means ordinary people. There are always some individuals. Some people need to sleep at least 15 hours a day. Similarly, for some people, three or four hours a day is enough."

Song Xi's face is not without consternation. After a pause, she tentatively asks, "is he not ill?"

Qin Xuesong looked at Georges Sheng again: "have you been like this since childhood, or do you start from a certain period of time?"

"From the age of fifteen or sixteen," Georgeson said

Qin Xuesong pondered a little, and then said: "in a word, from the pulse condition, your body is OK. Don't worry. If the amount of sleep is suddenly reduced from a certain period, it may be that the pressure is too high at that period, but you have a special constitution and can adapt to the current biological clock. In terms of health, you don't need to recuperate, but in terms of normal life, if you only sleep for about three hours a day, you will be very lonely when you are awake and other people are sleeping, so it depends on you. "

Song Xi looks at George Sheng. George Sheng does not squint and says, "I'd like to ask you to open a house and adjust it. I don't think the night will be that long."

Song Xi is a very sensitive person. Georges Sheng's sentence, "I also want to spend less time at night," goes straight to her heart.

All of a sudden, she felt sorry for the long night he couldn't sleep. It was so hard all night, not to mention more than ten years, three or four thousand nights.

Qin Xuesong said: "your constitution is really rare. It's estimated that taking medicine to recuperate is too slow. When I go back, I'll teach Song Xi several sets of acupuncture pulse, and let her try to recuperate for you first."

George Sheng politely thanks, and then naturally looks to Song Xi: "go and ask the waiter to come in and order."

In response, Song Xi turned and walked out.

After lunch, Song Xi took the initiative to say to George Sheng, "I'm going back with my teacher. You can go too. Don't send us."

Qin Xuesong agreed. Then Georges Sheng took out a small bamboo bag and politely said, "please come out of the hospital for the first time. It's not a valuable gift, but a writing brush. I hope you will accept it."

Qin Xuesong didn't want it. Song Xi took the bag and said, "I'll take it for the teacher."

She knew Georgeson didn't like to be ungrateful.

The three separate at the door of the hotel. After entering the hospital, Song Xi and Qin Xuesong go back to their respective floors. When there is no one else around, Song Xi calls George Sheng.

When Georges Sheng got through, she lowered her voice, but could not hide her surprise: "how do you know that director Qin likes writing brush? Did you ask someone to look her up? "

"What's wrong with me?" George Sheng said in a cool voice

"Don't tell me you guessed."

George Sheng said: "nine times out of ten, those who study traditional Chinese medicine love calligraphy and painting, just like the right of being an official. What's hard to guess?"

Song Xi raised his lips and joked with a smile: "well, I found that you can not only turn off the lights and read books, but now you are diagnosed as" gifted ". Tut, it's amazing. I seem to have met a powerful person."

George Sheng's voice was low, and he was a little upset when he listened carefully: "I told you earlier that I'm in good health."

Song Xi couldn't help laughing. Thinking of the conversation in the car in the morning, he said with bright eyes: "it's always necessary to make sure that you are insured, otherwise who knows you are a wonderful flower."

George Sheng's focus is not on exotic flowers, but on

"What do you want to be sure of? What does my health have to do with you? "

He suddenly asked, Song Xi's heart beat suddenly missed a beat, a short pause, and quickly said: "I'm worried about your future girlfriend, help her check first."

George Sheng asked lukewarm: "do you want to help her test?"

Song Xi hasn't responded for a while. It's not that she's too simple. Who would have thought that monk Qiao suddenly changed his career and became an old driver?