This student who has been with Cheng Yingxue for many years also has true feelings.
Next to her, Cheng Yingxue also heard her crying.
I feel something in my heart and feel a little relieved.
She stretched out her hand and motioned to Song Sanxi to give her her cell phone.
Song Sanxi didn't hesitate and gave it to her quickly.
"Yanzi, don't cry, am I not dead yet?"
"Director Xue, I don't want you to die, and I don't want you to say such things, wuwuwu..."
"Okay, Yanzi. How old are you now and you still cry? Was this when you first went to college?" Cheng Yingxue's eyes also had a moist light.
"Director Xue, I don't believe it. Brother Sanxi must have been misdiagnosed, it must be..."
"I believe him. Tomorrow, there will be a biopsy in our laboratory. You can come over and stay with me in the evening. If you have time, you can stay at my house at night from now on, okay?"
"Okay, okay, Guide Snow, I can do it..."
"Okay, thank you. Hang up."
Cheng Yingxue hung up the phone directly.
Her style is still straightforward.
He shook his head and sighed with a smile, and returned the phone, "This girl, alas, is a good girl. When she first went to college, she was still crying when she was so young! After so many years with me, she has always been obedient, sensible, and good at research.
Very good too.”
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "You have the same affection as mother and daughter, or the same affection as sisters?"
"Haha, that's right!"
"That's even better! It's like having a kind of family companionship. You live together at night and have a common language. I feel relieved."
"Well, thank you..."
"..."
Over there, Chu Yan was really sad and lost.
I don’t know what happened today, it seems like I’m not very lucky.
I miss Brother Sanxi, it’s over, he is highly resistant to antibiotics.
The snow guide is back and says work will be easier!
Director Xue is actually suffering from this disease.
She couldn't believe this was true.
However, she knew that Song Sanxi's medical skills were very powerful.
You can find it out with just a pulse check.
She stayed alone in the laboratory for a long time.
Finally, I figured it out.
No matter what, I have to accompany the snow guide.
Pack up immediately, go out, and go to Cheng Yingxue's house.
On the way, I started to think more clearly.
In this way, there seems to be a legitimate reason to avoid being with Wang Hui?
If he truly loves, he will definitely be able to bear it.
Director Xue and his former lover, ten years!
There has been no news for ten years. How did they get here?
Song Sanxi took the lead and arrived at Cheng Yingxue's home.
Cheng Yingxue has indeed earned a lot in medical bonuses and the like in recent years.
Her property was developed by Daheng Real Estate.
Daheng is also a very impressive real estate company.
Of course, it won't work later, that's for sure.
Cheng Yingxue's home is a flat floor, about 400 square meters.
After Song Sanxi sent her into the house, she comforted her some more.
It can also be said that he gave instructions.
Cheng Yingxue also promised him that she would have a good rest, relax, not think about anything, and fully cooperate with his treatment later.
Then, Song Sanxi left with peace of mind.
On the way, Wang Xia called to urge me!
"Sanxi, you damn guy, why haven't you come yet? What time is it?"
"Oh, my guys are dead, how can I come?"
"You... you stinky scoundrel!"
After all, in Zhonghai dialect, guy also has another meaning, which is equivalent to hammer.
In other words, Song Sanxi’s disease.
"Hey, Teacher Wang, why are you swearing?"
"I'm going to scold you! Stinky rascal, stinky rascal, are you coming or not?"
"We're on the way, there are still twenty minutes. Don't worry, calm down. We won't do any acupuncture tonight, so we won't waste time. I'm tired of getting acupuncture every day..."
"Bah! Are you tired of curing my sister? Song Sanxi, if you dare not prick me tonight, I will be in trouble with you!"
"Okay, okay, I'll pierce it. Isn't it okay for me to pierce it?"
"Oh, that's pretty much it."
"Have you washed the fruits? Where is the seafood?"
"I...wash your hair!"
Wang Xia hung up the phone angrily.
However, he didn't seem too angry.
It's just that I'm used to it.
Song Sanxi, this damn guy, is so annoying even when he is joking.
His tone is never casual or full of evil.
It's seriously scary, and the voice is magnetic!
Damn, what a genius bastard!
When Song Sanxi arrived at Wang Xia's house, she wasn't too surprised.
Because I knew the address in advance.
Wang Xia's family is in the same villa area as him.
Wang Wenhong was fair to his children, and he tried to keep a bowl of water as even as possible.
This villa was from the same period as Wang Hui.
Moreover, because of that incident, he has always felt guilty about his daughter.
Therefore, the villa given to Wang Xia is quite large.
Of course, these two villas were given by the developer.
Wang Wenhong didn’t spend a penny.
It's just that the land price given to developers is lower.
This villa is at the other end of the entire villa area.
The two seats of Song Sanxi are at the other end.
Wang Wenhong's consideration at that time was that if the brother and sister didn't get along, they would see less of each other.
The exits of the cars are all nearby and take different doors.
This is equivalent to Song Sanxi going home.
However, the family never knew that he had entered the villa area.
Enter his home through the south gate.
Enter Wang Xia's house through the north gate.
In the middle, there is a distance of more than 500 meters.
Song Sanxi's car drove into the courtyard of Wang Xia's big villa.
It's really big inside.
One courtyard is worth his two courtyards.
There is an underground garage.
Wang Xia opened the door remotely, stood by the large kitchen window on the first floor, and shouted: "Sanxi, drive the car to the basement."
Song Sanxi glanced at it and stuck her head out, "Isn't it the same if you stop up here? Do you have to let me go down below?"
Wang Xia blushed, "How can it be the same? I am a single woman, and suddenly there is a strange car in the yard. What should I do if people gossip about me?"
Song Sanxi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Okay."
Park the car and go in.
The pink color of Wang Xia's home is more natural and charming.
Wearing a kitchen skirt with foundation and black dots, the lines are still prominent and eye-catching.
She came over and asked Song Sanxi to sit in the restaurant first, and the meal would be served soon.
Song Sanxi smiled slightly and followed her to the restaurant, saying, "Hey, Sister Xia, do you still know that you are a single woman?"
Wang Xia glanced at him, "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. I'm just saying that you should find a partner and stop being single all the time. If you get married in the future, I'll come to buy a wedding drink anyway."
Wang Xia snorted coldly, "Man, I want to believe your nonsense! If you get married like this, your brain will be dizzy!"
"Anyway, I will try my best to cure your disease and get rid of the root cause. But if you don't date or get married, I'm sure it will relapse one day..."
"Ah?" Wang Xia blushed, "What are you talking about? Can marriage cure diseases?"
"You'll know after you get married." Song Sanxi smiled and came to the restaurant, "Oh, this craft, your craft..."
Wang Xia was a little proud, with her hands on the wicker waist and looking at the dishes on the table.
"How's it going? Sister's cooking skills are good, right? The knife skills, the presentation, and the smell... um..."
She took a breath herself, looking very intoxicated, "It smells so good!"
Song Sanxi glanced at her lightly and said, "You can just enjoy yourself there. What I'm saying is that your skills are only as good as this."
"What?"
Wang Xia's face suddenly fell, and she said unhappily: "You have the ability to cook two dishes for my sister! I'm just afraid of you, so I can't do it!"
"I can't? Haha, I can do it very well. What if I cook better and taste better than you? Let's make a bet or something?"