Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

In front of Song Pingqing and Murong Xue, Shen Wushuang always behaved like a good elder.

Although she loves to eat and is a little sentimental, it is rare to see the ruthlessness of a self-made businesswoman in her.

However, just after receiving the news that he was in good health, for a moment, a very sharp light flashed in Shen Wushuang's eyes.

"That's great." Shen Wushuang sighed, and his tone seemed to have more depth and a hint of playfulness.

Song Pingqing could clearly see that after receiving this news, Shen Wushuang's temperament was changing little by little.

And the golden arrowhead above her head shone brighter than before.

It is a temperament that is restrained but contains a strong sense of power.

It is completely different from the feeling brought by President Murong, who has to send his subordinates to solve many things.

This temperament is unique to those businessmen who have fought successfully in the chaos and started from scratch.

They brought with them some bandit spirit that made them dare to directly compete with their opponents for territory and were not afraid of life and death.

Shen Wushuang: If I am really destined to die, of course I want to have a good look at my child, but if I am not destined to die, then someone else will die.

"The results sent to the laboratory won't be available until the afternoon. Let's go to the restaurant to eat first. Aunt Shen hasn't eaten since this morning."

The moment Murong Xue took Shen Wushuang's arm, the cold aura from Shen Wushuang instantly disappeared.

Shen Wushuang: Suddenly I don’t want to hear them calling me Aunt Shen anymore. I’d better let them call me sister.

After changing his mind, Shen Wushuang felt relieved again.

It would be bad to be inexplicably inferior to Mr. Murong.

"You guys are the same. We've been hungry all morning. Xue'er just drank some milk." Shen Wushuang was obviously much more relaxed. "Let's go to the restaurant to eat first."

It was another short walk through the garden to the restaurant.

The first floor operates as a simple canteen, while the second floor is a more high-end restaurant. Perhaps some people have to do business in the sanatorium, so this design is adopted.

The three of them came here to eat together, and originally there was no difference between the first floor and the second floor.

Murong Xue was probably prepared for this, so she suggested, "A new food therapy restaurant has recently opened on the second floor, and they have Chinese medicine practitioners to diagnose pulses. They have a prescription for each person, which is quite unique."

Where did the old Chinese doctor come from? Of course, it was Song Jinyan's family members who got the true teachings.

"It sounds interesting, let's try it." Shen Wushuang responded positively.

Really, after being tortured for several months because of the "misdiagnosis", all kinds of dietary restrictions plus psychological pressure have already made Shen Wushuang feel suffocated.

Now there were delicious foods to try, although one still had to pay attention to the idea of ​​"medicine and food having the same origin", Shen Wushuang was extremely excited.

She was almost suffocating. How could someone be so greedy?

Immediately, a waiter came to lead the way. Although we only had to go up one floor, we still took the elevator: "This way."

Before going upstairs, Song Pingqing curiously glanced at the price list of the cafeteria on the first floor.

How should I put it? She thought that a bowl of rice worth 88 yuan in Baihua College was outrageous enough.

But the prices here have an extra zero compared to the cafeteria prices at Baihua College.

Crazy? !

What's in this rice?!

Although it is expensive, at least the price is clearly marked and ordinary people are not cheated.

Well, 99.9 percent of ordinary people will be stopped at the first gate.

No wonder Murong Xue was so accepting of the cafeteria prices at Baihua College. It turned out that the cafeteria prices in her own business were even more outrageous.

When I accompanied Shen Wushuang to finish the afternoon examination, the results of the blood test in the morning came out.

With the boss's request to cut in line and my financial ability, these reports that others would take four or five days to get were completed in less than eight hours here.

It's surprisingly healthy.

"It's just a slight hypothyroidism, it's not a big problem, just take some medicine and you don't have to worry about it."

The doctor handed the list to Shen Wushuang, and even had the mood to joke: "It's in better physical condition than many young people today."

Awesome.

Shen Wushuang looked through the tests that he had done at least three times in Shenzhen Stock Exchange, but the results were completely different from the original ones. He started making a list in his mind.

Some people appear to be silent, but in fact they have already started to bring up old issues.

“These are the projects you’ll be working on tomorrow.”

After all, the appointment was for a full set of examinations, and since I'm here, I should finish all of them.

At the same time, another list was handed to Shen Wushuang. The doctor reminded him, "A nurse will come to give you medicine later. Please take it on time and in the right amount."

This also forcibly interrupted Shen Wushuang's thoughts of sharpening his knife. Anyway, there was no rush to bring up the past.

After the doctor left, Murong Xue turned to Shen Wushuang and said, "I have a few meetings tomorrow, so I'll leave Ping Qing here to accompany you for the examination."

"No, I'm fine, who would I need to accompany me?" When Shen Wushuang asked the two people to leave, his voice was much more confident, "You should get busy."

He seemed to be ready to attack someone. Shen Wushuang now felt that he had endless energy.

Murong Xue was about to say something more when she was interrupted by Shen Wushuang: "I'm so old, can't I take care of myself?"

"Don't worry. Aren't there nurses here?"

"I'm not old."

I didn't know Shen Wushuang could be so talkative before. Maybe he was so excited for a moment because he found out that he was really healthy.

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue were unable to get a word in for a long time.

Finally, when Shen Wushuang was tired of mumbling, Murong Xue finally found an opportunity to say this: "But the colonoscopy tomorrow requires general anesthesia..."

Shen Wushuang froze.

Song Pingqing turned his back and wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare and had to hold it back.

Murong Xue finally got the chance to finish what she wanted to say: "The doctor also plans to do a gastroscopy while I'm under anesthesia, which saves time and effort."

Shen Wushuang suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at Song Pingqing: "Then... then Pingqing should stay."

When you are under general anesthesia, you still need to have someone you can rely on by your side.

This was the first time that Shen Wushuang realized that he could be so weak.

As expected, after spending so much time with the children, I began to crave the warmth of my family again.

Song Pingqing suppressed his laughter, turned around and looked at Shen Wushuang: "Don't worry, Aunt Shen, I will definitely arrange everything for you."

"Are you trying to hold back your laughter?" Shen Wushuang exposed her without hesitation.

"No." Song Pingqing's eyes became more sincere. "I was just wondering when the nurse would come to deliver the medicine."

Song Pingqing: I have passed the most rigorous expression management training at Baihua Academy. In such a serious occasion, I will not laugh no matter how funny it is.