Zhang Xiaoshuang quickly handed over the tissue and comforted softly:
"Sister You Qing, don't cry, it's not good for the fetus. Now that Brother Haiping is back, this family will be reunited! And with Brother Song, everything is full of hope..."
"Haha..." Su Youqing wiped away her tears and smiled bitterly, "Xiaoshuang, you don't understand the relationship between them. Alas, it's hard to explain in words..."
"I know! Brother Song was confused before, and they fought a lot and hurt each other. But now look, how good it is, they are like brothers..."
Su Youqing sighed and nodded, with countless emotions in her heart...
Over there, Song Sanxi and Du Haiping finally separated.
He took out his coat and scarf and asked Du Haiping to put them on.
Du Haiping laughed, put it on directly, and put on a scarf.
"Well, not bad, not bad. You..." He pointed at Song Sanxi's scarf, and then pointed at his own, "Ha, I see, you have Qing's craftsmanship, right?"
Song Sanxi was serious and not panicked at all.
“Sister, I’m pregnant and I can’t sit still, so I’m knitting for everyone!”
"That's fine. I heard abroad that handicrafts during pregnancy can develop the fetal brain..."
"Haha, is that right? Is this really important?"
"Isn't that right? You, a miracle doctor, still don't know?"
"hehe……"
Not long after, Song Sanxi and Du Haiping came out.
Song Sanxi pointed over there, "Go ahead, sister is waiting for you in the car. It's windy outside, don't get too excited... uh..."
"Honey, hey, I'm back!" Du Haiping had already galloped over and rushed over.
Song Sanxi stood there, shaking his head and smiling.
Du Haiping rushed over, but Su Youqing had already opened the door and came down.
Du Haiping hugged his wife and burst into tears.
He didn't dare to hold her too tightly, and he swallowed more in his mouth.
"Youqing, thank you for your hard work. I miss you so much."
"I'm fine, I'm fine..."
"Thank you to Brother Sanxi. Without him, our family would be..."
"He takes good care of this family, you, and the children..."
"..."
There was another burst of crackling.
Su Youqing, with tears in her eyes, lay on her husband's broad shoulders.
His eyes fell on Song Sanxi.
This tearful face, fluffy hair, blown by the cold wind.
It's so sad and sad.
The godfather could only pretend not to see it.
Dragging the two suitcases towards his car.
"That's all. After all, we are still elderly people. We cannot withstand the impact of such a situation. We are soft-hearted and uncomfortable..."
…
That night, Du Haiping got very drunk.
Song Sanxi drank some wine with her and was not drunk.
Even if Du Haiping wasn't drunk, he couldn't explain it.
He regained his confidence as a man and won a high position with a generous annual salary.
Come home, live in a luxurious villa with a big family.
If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon and drink!
I was so drunk that I couldn't even enter the master bedroom on the second floor.
Smelling like alcohol is not good for pregnant women.
Entering the guest room on the second floor, I slept soundly.
I always say thank you to Brother Sanxi in my dreams.
They all say: Wife, I am so capable, I am no longer the weak me!
Even in a drunken dream, I woke up laughing.
He quietly opened the door of the master bedroom and looked at his wife sleeping peacefully on the bed.
He smiles like a fool...
But that night, after Song Sanxi drank wine, she was no longer as crazy as before.
As always, polite and courteous.
Carrying Du Haiping, who was drunk into a puddle of mud, upstairs.
He also performed acupuncture on Lin Long himself and taught Zhang Xiaoshuang some techniques.
After coming back, I played the harmonica and put my daughters to sleep.
Later, I took a shower in my room on the third floor.
Feeling refreshed all over.
The improvement of his physical fitness has made him no longer smell like alcohol.
Then go to the study and ask Su Yourong to come over and help you.
Su Yourong was a little surprised, "Did you use perfume?"
"No, it just smells like shampoo and shower gel."
"You don't smell of alcohol at all, it's different from before."
"Of course it's different. I'll exercise more and my body will get better and better. In the past, you knew better than anyone what happened to me when I drank."
Su Yourong punched him on the shoulder, "How dare you say that!"
"Haha, let's go, do me a favor, I need treatment."
As he said that, he reached out and took Su Yourong's little hand.
Su Yourong had an inexplicable feeling of being electrocuted.
His whole body trembled, and he quickly pulled his hand back.
"Where to go?"
"My room!"
"I don't……"
To be honest, she was a little scared.
"That's...ok!"
Song Sanxi thought about it, went back to the room, and brought medicine and injections.
First, give yourself an intramuscular injection of medicine.
Then, take the tablet orally.
Finally, he took the medicine and explained it.
Only then did Su Yourong agree.
Blushing, he picked up the medicine.
Song Sanxi lifted up her pajamas and exposed her back.
Under the light, the white and clean skin is very moist.
The muscular lines on the back are very masculine.
The whole line looks like a beautiful Christmas tree.
Su Yourong couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster as he watched.
"Damn it, your body is getting better and better. It's not like before when your back was full of bones..."
She couldn't help but punch Song Sanxi lightly.
Song Sanxi smiled, "Exercise is good for your health. Come, let me tell you..."
With that said, we officially entered the auxiliary treatment process.
According to Su Yourong, he wiped it carefully on the lower back and key areas on the back.
From time to time, she would quietly look ahead.
Well, it depends on whether this guy will be bad or not.
The result was okay.
Song Sanxi closed her eyes.
Handsome face, kindly calm.
The drunken rage before was completely gone.
After applying it, he returned the medicine to him and said, "Professor Cheng's medical skills are really amazing! I didn't expect that he could really cure your strange disease. He treated it for free, and even gave you money, which made it easier for you. Looking back,
We have to thank them very much!"
"Of course, she is one of the world's top medical professors. Looking back, I may still be her student, attending clinics for her and so on."
"You?" Su Yourong was surprised, then smiled and nodded, "Forget it, whatever you know is no longer new to me."
"Thank you for raising me up like this. If you don't help me wipe other places, I will go back and wipe it myself?"
As he spoke, he raised the medicine in his hand.
Su Yourong pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, then gave him a gentle push, "You have a beautiful idea! I won't help you wipe it anymore! What if..."
As he spoke, his face turned red.
Song Sanxi's heart was shaken, but she smiled and said seriously: "Are you hungry now? Do you want to make dumplings?"
"No! There are also dumplings in the freezer. No need to wrap them."
"Oh, then if you help me, you won't eat my dumplings..."
After saying that, he left.
Su Yourong understood it for a while, then started scolding her softly.
But at that time, Song Sanxi had already closed the study door.
Not long after, Song Sanxi called.
"Bad guy, what's going on?" Su Yourong asked.
"Oh, you just helped me apply the medicine, did it get on my nails?"
"Yes! Do you want to wash it? I don't feel any peculiar smell! I just wiped my hands with a wet paper towel..."
"Oh, you'd better wash it, lest this medicine softens your nails."
"ah?"
Su Yourong was shocked.
But Song Sanxi laughed twice and hung up.
It took a long time for Su Yourong to understand, and she cursed: "You bitch, you bitch, your mouth is getting poorer and poorer..."