During the days when Song Chi was not at home, Wei Xianghe did not sleep well. She always fell asleep very late at night and woke up easily in her dreams. Just tonight, it was already past midnight, but she still had no sleepiness.

Opening her eyes and staring at the ceiling for a while, she turned over and pillowed on her arm, looking at the phone on the bedside table in a daze.

Song Chi hasn't come back for several days. She didn't know what he thought about this now, didn't know if he still blamed her, nor did she know what she could do to ease the relationship between the two. She wanted to explain to him, but he didn't answer her phone number. She sent him a message asking him whether he would come back to have a meal, and he kept replying only to the word "no reply".

She had never experienced such confusion. At this time, the more she was alone, the more she was, the more she was, the more she was. In the past few days, she had thought a lot, thinking about whether to go to Qiao Ye's house to talk to Song Chi, but she was afraid that he would be more upset when he saw her, so she suppressed this impulse again. She had imagined what was going on when she met Song Chi again, what she wanted to say, and had also imagined that Song Chi might not want to come back to see her for a long time. She even thought that Song Chi would not be able to accept her again and divorce her, which was undoubtedly the worst result. Every time she thought of this, she was panicked and could not calm down, and even had anorexia and insomnia.

If she continues like this, her spirit will collapse. She must return to normal. She thinks that she may need to relax and stabilize her mood, or find something to distract herself.

Yang Si called her two days ago. She didn't know what she had to do with Song Chi, so she just chatted with her casually, and told her some interesting things she had been to the places she had been to these days, the people she had helped, and the interesting things she had encountered. There was a lot of heavy rain in summer, and the dam upstream of Jinling Village, which was connected to the next city, broke the dam at the upper reaches of Jinling Village, flooding the entire village. The heavy rain was raging, and Jinling Village was low in terrain and it was difficult to discharge the flood. In addition, it was in a remote mountain village, which was a little distance from the towns outside. Many people were trapped, so she wanted to go there to see the situation.

Wei Xianghe knew about this. Perhaps it was because of flooding, the environment was humid, the bacteria were reproductive and spreading quickly, and the local hygiene was not guaranteed, so many people gradually developed symptoms of influenza. In previous years, when medical tensions occurred in other places, Jiaren Hospital would spontaneously send medical staff to help, and this year was not unexpected. I heard that the local health center in Jinling Village was also flooded, Jiaren has begun to organize personnel to prepare to be sent.

These were revealed by colleagues from the obstetrics and gynecology department in WeChat group. Considering that the obstetrics and gynecology department is insufficient and there are not many times when they need obstetrics and gynecology department, their department was not included in the dispatched medical team. The people sent by other departments will go together tomorrow, and Wei Xianghe was wondering whether she would go together. She went out to help and had no time to think about it anymore. When she came back, she might calm down. At that time, Song Chi should have calmed down. They could solve the current problems calmly and rationally.

Just as he was thinking about this question, he heard the sound of cars coming downstairs. Wei Xianghe was stunned, quickly got up and put on his shoes and pulled open the curtains. Someone was indeed driving back from outside, and the car had already parked in the yard.

She didn't think much about it and turned around and walked out.

As the alcoholic spirit came up, Song Chi was already dizzy and couldn't even walk steadily. Almost the weight of his whole body was pressing on Shen Jing. Shen Jing helped him and pulled him to the door. Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, he saw Wei Xianghe coming down the stairs. He put down his hand and waited for her to come and open the door.

"Is he drunk?" Wei Xianghe asked with a frown slightly, and hurriedly helped Song Chi to carry him upstairs.

Chen Jing pulled Song Chi, not letting him pour too much weight on Wei Xiang and the other side, and replied, "Well, I drank a lot, maybe you will have to work harder tonight."

"I should."

The two of them worked together to send Song Chi back to the room. Wei Xianghe took off his shoes, covered him with a quilt, and sent Chen Jing downstairs.

She was silent all the way. When she arrived at the door, she still hesitated and asked Chen Jing, "Is he... in a bad mood?" Except for the night of her marriage, she never saw him drunk like this again.

"It's better to be depressed." Chen Jing said indifferently without hiding her, "He is just an ordinary person, and he will feel uncomfortable if he is disappointed. It's common sense."

Wei Xiang and Shiran pulled their lower lip and didn't make a sound.

"But you don't have to be sad. He just cared too much about you, so he cared so much. Don't worry, he will be fine soon."

Chen Jing did not comfort Wei Xianghe too much, and even Song Chi's true confession when he was drunk did not reveal to her. No one's interference could replace the parties involved. He could only leave all the initiative to them in terms of emotional matters.

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Wei Xianghe made Song Chi a cup of sober tea downstairs before going upstairs. Perhaps it was because of the heat, Song Chi kicked the quilt aside and lay on the bed side. The hem of the T-shirt was a little overturned, revealing a thin and strong waist.

Wei Xianghe put down the sober tea and slowly supported him and turned over. Lie on his back, Wei Xianghe clearly saw his frowning brows. She was stunned for a moment, and her fingertips unconsciously touched his eyebrows.

"Did I make you very sad and disappointed? I still frown when I fell asleep..." Wei Xianghe murmured in a low voice, feeling unconcealed heartache and loneliness in her eyes.

She understood Song Chi's feelings because she didn't take the initiative to mention this because she understood him very much. She didn't know if he was trying to forget, because she was afraid that she would make him unhappy with it. Compared to now, she actually hoped that he would lose his temper at her, scold her, and question her how she could be so bad, even the person she liked could plot and deceive her like this.

But he did nothing and did not blame her for questioning her.

Song Chi suddenly moved, his lips also moved slightly, as if he was saying something. Wei Xianghe leaned over and heard him muttering "Uncomfortable" and "Uncomfortable".

Wei Xianghe then remembered the sober tea that was placed aside by her. She raised Song Chi's head slightly, put the sober tea to his lips, and whispered, "You have drunk too much, just take a sip of sober tea."

"No drink." Song Chi turned his head in a daze, rubbing his body to the other side, like a tantrum child.
Chapter completed!