Chapter 81: Chasing Sister Jing, You Must Learn to Comfort Oneself First
After leaving the National Museum and getting into the car, Song Jingwo was looking at his cell phone in the back seat of the car.
For seven days, there were many unread messages and missed calls on her phone.
There were people I knew from school, as well as Lin Kaicheng and Lin Yu.
Song Jing dialed Lin Yu's number, and the call was answered quickly.
"Sister! You are so awesome! I saw you on the live broadcast, and I almost couldn't believe it was you!" Lin Yu said in an excited voice, "Sister, you are a big celebrity now!"
"Has my cat been fed?" Song Jing interrupted Lin Yu's excited chatter.
"Sister, don't worry, I've fed your little black cat well. Anyway, mom is not at home now, so I have moved the little black cat's nest to the living room and bought it for it with my pocket money.
A lot of snacks and canned food, it has gained weight." Lin Yu's words revealed the meaning of asking for praise, "Sister, when will you come back?"
"The day after tomorrow. Hang up." Song Jing hung up the phone, clicked Xiaoxiaole and started playing the game.
Shi Yan was sitting on the seat next to him with his eyes half asleep, and his whole body exuded an aura that would keep strangers away.
Ding Yi, who was driving, held his breath and didn't understand why the temperature in the back seat was so cold.
The car drove into the old house of Shi's family. Song Jing opened the door and got out of the car. He did not go to Shi Yan's yard, but walked to Mr. Shi's yard.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Mr. Shi was leaning on the bedside reading a book.
No one of the Shi family's bodyguards stopped Song Jing. Song Jing knocked on the door and went in, "Mr. Shi, I'm here to give you a follow-up consultation."
When the old man put down the book in his hand, this was the first time he saw the person who cured him after waking up.
Although he had already checked with someone, Mr. Shi was still a little surprised to see such a beautiful and seemingly young Song Jing, "Doctor Song, have you just come from the museum?"
Mr. Shi also took a look at the live broadcast of the restoration of cultural relics in the National Museum, which has been very popular these days, but did not pay much attention to it.
After all, this kind of thing is not a big deal in the eyes of a person of his status. He is more concerned about the other actions behind Country Y's move.
"Yeah." Song Jing entered the room.
Mr. Shi lifted the quilt and sat up, "You haven't had any rest for seven days and seven nights, right? Why don't you rest for one night first and have a follow-up visit tomorrow?"
"The follow-up consultation won't take much time. Shi Lao, please extend your hand."
When the old man saw that her eyes were all green and black, he had no choice but to extend his hand in cooperation.
Song Jing took his pulse and released it after about ten minutes. "All the remaining poisons have been eliminated. Next, let's recuperate the body that has been depleted in the past few years. I will prescribe a new prescription and take it once a day before going to bed for three months."
That’s it.”
Song Jing took a pen and paper, wrote a new prescription, handed it to the servant waiting for Mr. Shi next to him, then turned around and picked up his backpack, "Take good care of yourself, I'm leaving first."
"Dr. Song, it's very late now. You can stay here for one night today." Mr. Shi looked at the black and blue eyes under her eyes and seriously suspected that she might have passed out due to lack of sleep when she walked out of this door.
"Thank you, no need." Song Jing politely nodded his thanks and walked out of Mr. Shi's bedroom and out of the yard.
Shi Yan was standing at the entrance of the old man's yard. Song Jingquan pretended not to see him and walked directly along the bluestone path towards the gate.
Shi Yan looked at her back, his eyes deep in the dim light.
When Song Jing left home, she definitely didn't have the money to take a taxi. She walked along the road and saw a park on the side of the road. She turned around and walked in. She found a chair in the park and put her backpack on it, casually.
Lying down.
Jiayi, who had been following her all the way, was shocked.
After all, Ms. Song is also a master of cultural relic restoration, Saio. Why doesn’t she stay in a hotel? Instead, she sleeps in a park. Doesn’t she have money? Isn’t this impossible?
A watched for a long time and found that Song Jing was really sleeping in the park like that, and judging from the sky, there might be the first thunderstorm of the Waking of Insects tonight.
A hurriedly sent a message to their father, [Master, Miss Song is sleeping on a chair in Hua'an Park.]
When Shi Yan saw the news, he felt a chill coming out of his body. He threw away the cigarette butts in his hand and raised his feet to extirpate them. There were already five or six cigarette butts at his feet.
Jia Er and Ding Jia stood aside in silence, with a layer of cold sweat breaking out on their backs, and no one dared to raise their heads.
"You don't have to follow." Shi Yan ordered and went out alone.
Jia Er couldn't help but ask Ding Jia, "You have been following me all day long. What happened to me and Miss Song?"
Ding Jia shook his head in a cold sweat, "I don't know either. I obviously asked the chef to prepare the meal, and Miss Song also said that I would come for dinner. I don't know why I just went to arrest those idiots from Country Y. After I came back, the atmosphere was not right.
Already."
A looked at the thickening dark clouds in the sky and waited anxiously. He was relieved when he saw their father, "Sir, Miss Song is over there."
Shi Yan looked at Song Jing, who was sleeping on the bench in the distance, and said expressionlessly, "Go back first."
"Yes, Master." Jiayi hesitated for a moment, then reminded: "Master, it might rain."
Shi Yan said nothing, Jiayi bowed respectfully and left.
Shi Yan didn't go to Song Jing's side immediately, he just stood here and watched.
The little girl hasn't paid him any attention until now, so he doesn't need to continue to approach her.
Being informed and knowledgeable is also considered a decent thing for adults.
Shi Yan touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue. In his 26 years of life, this was the first time he was angry but couldn't find a place to vent his anger.
In fact, it's not that he can't vent his anger. No matter how many secrets the little girl has and how capable she is, it will be easy for him to find something to make up for from her.
It's not impossible for him to scare, beat or bully him.
But what if you really do that?
The little girl is not a good-tempered person. Even if she doesn't retaliate, they will probably be on two different paths in the future.
Are you willing to do so?
If he had given up, he wouldn't be standing here now.
Shi Yan lowered his eyes and suddenly raised his lips and smiled.
Since you can't let go, what can you do? Keep chasing.
You can swallow it by yourself and draw the cake by yourself.
The little girl doesn't take him seriously now, but that doesn't mean she will do the same in the future. He doesn't believe that he really has no charm at all in the little girl's eyes.
Shi Yan untied himself and then walked to Song Jing's side.
Song Jing opened his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, his bloodshot eyes filled with anger and anger.
"what on earth do you want?"
"Take you to dinner." Shi Yan leaned over, put his arms through Song Jing's legs and waist, lifted him up, and used his wrist to lift the backpack on the chair.
Song Jing suppressed his anger and said, "Shi Yan, are you fucking sick?"
"I'm sick and you can cure me. It's just right."
"..." Song Jing seriously considered whether to simply rip off this bitch's head and end it all.
Seeing that Song Jing was obviously suppressing his anger but not taking any action, Shi Yan couldn't help but think that the little girl had a bad temper but didn't take action against him. Maybe she actually had a good impression of him in her heart.
When I thought about it, I suddenly felt relieved after having been depressed for a long time.
"How to sleep in the park?"
"No money."
If you were rich, a fool would leave the soft hotel bed alone and sleep in a park instead.