Song Qingzhou looked at Mo Ziqian's wrinkled clothes and asked him to take a rest quickly.
Mo Ziqian put down the medicine bag in his hand and said, "These are all the medicines prescribed by the doctor. I have written down the specific instructions for taking them. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
Song Qingzhou shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry. You go to rest first. I'll call you during dinner."
Mo Ziqian looked at her again, got her mobile phone and remote control, and poured her some water before going upstairs to rest.
Chu Ziang and Xu Sinian looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator of the villa, and thought that after this night, these people would have to make up for themselves, so the two of them began to study the dishes for the evening.
All the big bones and old hens are provided.
Song Qingzhou slept all day and night, not feeling sleepy at all, so he lay on the sofa with his injured and bandaged left foot raised there, and took a look at his mobile phone.
After looking at it, she realized that her browser history had not changed at all. Mo Ziqian was lying to her with his eyes open!
Song Qingzhou was immersed in the joy that the browser records were intact, and even his body felt less uncomfortable.
At this time, Song Qingzhou suddenly thought that he would go to work on Monday tomorrow, so he took some close-ups of his left foot and prepared to ask for sick leave.
The company stipulates that sick leave requires a hospital certificate. She flipped through the medicine bag left by Mo Ziqian and found not only the medical records but also the sick leave note. Mo Ziqian thoughtfully helped her find a doctor to issue a three-day sick leave note.
Silently sighing at Mo Ziqian's thoughtfulness, Song Qingzhou neatly asked for three days of sick leave from his boss. This year's sick leave would have been wasted if it was not used, but it was just in use now.
The leader sent a shocked emoji and told her to get some rest.
Congratulations to migrant worker Xiao Song for successfully getting a three-day holiday.
When it was getting dark, Mo Ziqian went downstairs with sleepy eyes. There was still a strand of slightly curled hair in front of him. His pair of fox eyes were narrow and enchanting. He was a little less cold and a little more evil than usual. The feeling, which Mo Ziqian had just woken up from, hit Song Qingzhou's soul in a daze.
She subconsciously raised her hand to press on her left chest, and the thump thump thump of her heartbeat was deafening.
Song Qingzhou has always known that she is a face-controller, but she looks good, and her relatives and friends have good genes. Therefore, in all her years of life, Song Qingzhou has never actually been attracted by someone's appearance, or been so fascinated by it. It's the first time, it's really a strange and novel experience.
Mo Ziqian was in a daze, thinking about Song Qingzhou's body before he reluctantly woke up. As soon as he came downstairs, he heard Song Qingzhou's heartfelt voice. Mo Ziqian was rubbing his eyes and touched his face with his hand. It seems that he knows how to chase Song Qingzhou.
At this time, there was a clattering sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, and Song Qingzhou was attracted to look over.
Xu Sinian's voice can still be heard in the distance: "Add the right amount of salt to the bone soup, Zi'ang, what is the right amount of salt?"
Chu Ziang's speechless voice followed closely: "Come over and stir-fry this dish, I'll add it."
Then Xu Sinian continued to ask: "This dish is said to use aniseed, what is aniseed?"
Chu Ziang had no choice but to continue to answer him: "It's the bag of spices on your left."
Song Qingzhou was listening with great interest, and then she saw Mo Ziqian's thin figure walking past her eyes. What's the matter? After only one day here, she felt that Mo Ziqian had lost so much weight.
The next moment, Chu Ziang's relieved voice came from the kitchen: "Zi Qian, I leave these dishes to you..."
Listening to the list of dish names reported by Chu Ziang, Song Qingzhou instantly felt hungry.
When the sky completely darkened, Ming Yuxi came back with a depressed face. When she saw Song Qingzhou lying on the sofa, she ran a few steps forward and asked her carefully from head to toe.
After getting Song Qingzhou's answer that she didn't feel uncomfortable for the third time, Ming Yuxi took a long breath, sat on the other side of the sofa and said, "You really scared me to death."
Since waking up in the hospital, Song Qingzhou has lost count of the times he has heard them say that they were scared yesterday. Song Qingzhou also feels very embarrassed that such an old person makes them worry so much.
Hearing this, Ming Yuxi waved her hand and pointed in the direction of the kitchen and said, "It's nothing to us. Mo Ziqian was really scared yesterday. I was close yesterday and saw clearly when he hugged you. , my hands are shaking slightly."
Song Qingzhou touched his belly and said, "Maybe I'm too heavy and he can't carry me."
Ming Yuxi rolled her eyes at her, stretched out her finger and poked Song Qingzhou's forehead and said, "You have no conscience. I feel sorry for Mo Ziqian after hearing this."
Song Qingzhou touched his forehead nonchalantly, not daring to speak.
No matter how slow she was about feelings, she felt that Mo Ziqian was special to her. But how should I put it, Song Qingzhou had been single for so many years. On the one hand, she was a funny and crazy beauty, and she was also a little slow on feelings. On the other hand, she She really doesn't understand feelings and what love is.
Song Qingzhou said: The so-called love at first sight is love at first sight, while falling in love over time is just a matter of weighing the pros and cons.
So since childhood, when someone confessed to her, she would always sincerely ask a question: "What do you think love is?"
There are many answers to this question, but Song Qingzhou didn't feel anything after hearing it.
Someone once said that Song Qingzhou is actually a very indifferent person. She has no special feelings about the comings and goings of people around her. After all, you can only walk alone in your life, and everyone else is with you. A travel companion for one of the journeys of life.
While Ming Yuxi and Song Zhongzhong were chatting, Shen Jingwen, who had slept all afternoon, finally came downstairs.
She stretched out charmingly, then sniffed hard and said, "What big dish are they cooking?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Sinian came over and called them to have dinner. Ming Yuxi and Shen Jingwen helped Song Qingzhou up from the sofa and put it next to the dining table.
Mo Ziqian brought the old hen soup up with thick insulated gloves, then filled a bowl for Song Qingzhou, gently placed it in front of her, and said: "This chicken soup contains some good ingredients for your body." There are beneficial Chinese medicines, drink more.”
Song Qingzhou picked up the bowl and took a sip. The chicken soup had a faint smell of Chinese medicine, but it was not unpleasant to drink. On the contrary, when he drank it, a warmth flowed down his throat and reached his stomach.
The dishes tonight are very rich, including not only old hen soup, but also big bones that can be eaten to nourish the body, fried pork liver that nourishes blood and qi, etc.
