Zhao Qiqing looked at his hand: "what's the matter?"
"Nothing." Fu Xi paused deeply, but continued to move and gently stroked his hair off.
Zhao Qiqing felt his action and didn't say anything.
Looking at the increasingly harmonious atmosphere between them, Song Xi bit her teeth and broke her mouth: "Mr. Fu, why don't I check it for you now."
Fu xishen frowned unhappily: "you go out first."
"Mr. Fu..."
"Get out." Fu xishen drove away without mercy.
Song Xi looked at the two people who were intimate, so she had to bite her lips and go out.
There are only two people left in the room. The atmosphere of male virtue has just been broken, and now it has fallen into an embarrassing silence.
"Songxi is my doctor. Come and examine me." Fu xishen said.
He has told her about this identity, and now Zhao Qiqing feels a sense of desire to cover up.
The family doctor came soon, and this one was well prepared, and soon gave her a needle.
Zhao Qiqing looked at the man waiting there: "go out first. Dr. Song said he would examine you. Don't waste time."
"Yes." Fu xishen just nodded after listening: "the doctor will wait here until your liquid is over before leaving. Call him if there is anything."
"OK." Zhao Qiqing said.
Fu xishen left the room and saw Song Xi who was preparing in the hall.
As a doctor, Songxi is a rare good seedling, but now her mind is a little crooked.
Fu xishen stepped forward. Song Xi immediately saw the visitor: "President Fu! You finally came out!"
"Don't you want to check? Let's start." Fu xishen said.
In fact, his re examination is also very simple, but it is to check his physical condition and various indicators after inquiry. If it is completely normal, you can rest assured for the time being.
Song Xi looked at the flashing numbers on his machine, his eyes moved and said, "Mr. Fu, have you been busy lately? It shows that one of your indexes is on the high side, which is not good."
"What do you mean?" Fu xishen asked.
"I've reminded you before that you need to combine work and rest. You can't be too busy. If you're so busy all the time, it's not good for your brain." Song Xi continued: "I know your condition best. Over the past five years, I see that all indicators have slowly returned to normal. I don't want him to return to the way we were five years ago one day."
"Dr. Song!" Assistant Wei listened and couldn't help frowning.
"I'm sorry to say that, but it's so serious. For people with sub-health, any small defect may lead to greater health disasters." Song Xi explained.
"How to avoid it? Some things have to be busy recently, which can't be changed." Fu xishen also frowned and said.
Hearing this, Song Xi showed a little worry on her face and stopped talking: "but such words..."
"I have another way, that is, I need to help you reduce this index recently, but I need to insist on treatment every day." Song Xi said, "if you can accept me, I'll bring the equipment tomorrow."
"What kind of equipment is it?" Assistant Wei asked.
"It's just an ordinary therapeutic instrument. You can learn about assistant Wei. I can also send you a copy of the information of the therapeutic instrument in my hand." Song Xi said very frankly.
"OK." Assistant Wei nodded.
"Then I'll talk to assistant Wei about this matter and try to fix the time as much as possible." Fu xishen said: "no, remember to take the door."
Song Xi sat on the sofa and watched Fu xishen go to Zhao Qiqing's bedroom again. Before she could detain her, the person had disappeared.
"Dr. Song, please." Assistant Wei stretched out his hand and said.
Songxi nodded and did not continue to force her to stay. She quickly left the house with her bag.
But the worry on Song Xi's face that just came out no longer exists, and there is still some inevitable smile.
After Zhao Qiqing hung up the water, she had been resting with her eyes closed for a while. She just felt her head was dizzy. Maybe she had been lying for too long.
The door moved gently. Although she heard the sound, she didn't open her eyes.
With a slight sigh, Fu xishen sat on the sofa next to him, neither too close nor too far apart.
Soon I heard the crackling sound of typing. It seems that Fu xishen is going to work here today.
Zhao Qiqing didn't want to fall asleep, but maybe the typing sound was too hypnotic, maybe she really pretended to be too quiet and fell asleep unconsciously.
When he woke up again, Fu xishen woke up.
"Wake up and get up and have something to eat." Fu xishen said to her.
I felt like I was sleeping heavily, but it took only an hour.
Fu xishen held a bowl of sweet porridge in his hand: "just finished, eat some to cushion your stomach."
Zhao Qiqing was a little disgusted and stared at the porridge for a few seconds before saying, "I don't want to drink porridge."
"First eat some porridge to cushion your stomach. When you have the spirit and strength, I'll take you to eat delicious food." Fu xishen said in a blunt tone.
I could hear his tone was very awkward, but his movements were very skilled.
Zhao Qiqing reluctantly swallowed the porridge slowly and ate half a bowl.
The afternoon sun has disappeared. It is still cloudy and rainy.
Zhao Qiqing originally wanted to go home after infusion, but now the situation is still that she can't go.
Not to mention that Du xiatong is still working in the company. Even if she asks others to drive, she has to drive her car out first.
Zhao Qiqing's eyes turned and her eyes fell on the man standing in front of the French window.
The man is talking on the phone. His voice is very low. Maybe he is afraid to disturb her.
I don't know what was said there. He answered twice and put away his mobile phone: "what's the matter?"
Zhao Qiqing stared at him and said, "take me back."
"It's a rainstorm." Fu xishen frowned: "I'll see you off when the rain stops."
"But you said yesterday that you would take me home today." Zhao Qiqing is a little depressed.
"Sunny days only." Fu xishen added.
"But that's not what you said yesterday." Zhao Qiqing looked at him playing rogue: "it's clearly agreed that you will send me back."
"Stay here." Fu xishen looked at her helplessly and hooked her lips: "I still have something I can't accompany you here all the time. It's raining heavily today. You'd better not run around."
Zhao Qiqing looked at the man and disappeared into the study in the stairwell.
"Is it raining hard?" Zhao Qiqing opened the curtain and fell into meditation on the drizzling day outside.
Then he went upstairs to the storage room and found an umbrella still there.
Since she didn't give it away, she had to take a taxi back by herself.