You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

"Give me the medicine, I'll heat it up." Song Buci said as he reached out to take the medicine from his hand.

But Wen Xuyan refused. He shook his head and said, "This medicine cannot be heated. Once heated, it will destroy the medicinal properties."

“You can only drink it this way.”

After hearing this, Song Buci withdrew his hand. Since it couldn't be heated, she could at least pour him a glass of water.

"Okay, let her drink it and I'll go get her a glass of water." Song Buci said and went to the tea room.

She poured a cup of warm water in the tea room and then took out the pills from her pocket.

A special medicine, taking two pills can completely cure any serious illness.

Song Buci thought about it and realized that it was absolutely impossible to completely cure bone cancer with the current medical level.

In order not to arouse suspicion, let's just put one pill in. The rest depends on Yan Yue's own efforts.

After pouring all the medicine powder into the water, Song Buci found something to stir it evenly before taking it out.

Yan Yue frowned as she drank the Chinese medicine. The big black bag of Chinese medicine looked bitter.

Not to mention drinking it all.

After Yan Yue finished drinking, Song Buci immediately offered her warm water and said, "Come, drink some water to wash away the taste."

"Thank you."

After watching the child drink up all the water in the cup, Song Buci nodded with satisfaction.

After everything was done, Song Buci clapped his hands and said, "That's all for today, let's go eat!"

"I'm treating you today!"

Today, Song Buci invited them to dinner at a high-end restaurant.

The atmosphere inside is very warm and quiet, and most of the people who come here to eat are young couples.

"Are you used to eating Western food?" Song Buci realized belatedly after arriving at the place that Yan Yue was sick and he didn't know if she could eat.

She looked at Yan Yue and asked, but Yan Yue, who was sitting in a wheelchair, shook his head.

He was almost dead, indulging himself in the last days of his life.

It’s also a way to leave no regrets.

"I haven't eaten Western food yet, I'll give it a try." Yan Yue said with a smile.

"Okay." Song Buci didn't say anything more.

After handing the menu to them, he looked around the restaurant.

At this time, I saw a girl sitting in the middle of the restaurant. She was wearing a relatively cheap Hanfu and adjusting the guzheng nails on her fingers.

"We've finished ordering. Sister Song, what would you like to eat?" Wen Xuyan handed over the menu and asked.

Song Buci took a look and ordered one at random, then ordered some dishes and desserts. The waiter then went down with the menu.

At this time, the girl in Hanfu also began to play her guzheng.

When she first started playing, Song Buci couldn't tell what song the girl was playing.

It was not until he heard the familiar melody later that Song Buci suddenly realized that it was the Evening Song of Fishermen.

This song is quite nice.

But I heard it's a test of skills.

The two were chatting quietly there, and seeing that Song Buci kept his eyes on the girl in Hanfu, they also looked over.

"Sister Song, are you interested in her?" Wen Xuyan looked over and asked after observing for a while.

Song Buci smiled and said, "No, I was just listening to the music carefully."

"If you think she is capable, you can go and ask her if she wants to join us." Wen Xuyan continued.

"We're still two people short anyway."

After saying that, he winked and said, "Sister Song, if you don't work hard to find someone, the registration period will be over."

Song Buci retracted his gaze, looked at him, shrugged and said, "I haven't met anyone like that. If you have any, please recommend one to me."

"Aren't you hiring anymore?" asked Wen Xuyan.

Song Buci sighed softly. Starting a business was difficult. Thinking of his empty mailbox and the phone that never rang, he said helplessly, "So far, I haven't received a single resume or a single phone call asking about my business."

Then he sighed, "It's so hard to start a band."

After the waiter brought the steaks, Wen Xuyan was very considerate and helped Yan Yue cut the steaks.

"Eat it, it's much more convenient this way." After cutting the meat, Wen Xuyan put the knife aside, put the fork in her hand, and his tone became gentle.

He is quite caring and a warm man.

Halfway through his meal, the cell phone next to him rang. Song Buci glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and found that there was an email in his mailbox.

This made her so excited that she immediately put down her knife and fork and quickly picked up her phone to check.

When he opened his email, he really saw a red dot. Song Buci felt a little nervous because he had been deceived two days ago.

I thought someone had submitted a resume, but it turned out to be an official message.

After clicking on it and finding that it was a real email, Song Buci felt relieved and excited at the same time.

The fact that someone submitted a resume proved that their band had been noticed.

"What's the matter that makes you so excited?" Wen Xuyan asked while wiping his mouth with a tissue.

"Someone has submitted a resume!" Song Buci couldn't wait to share the news with them.

The two became excited when they heard this. If someone submitted a resume, they could sign up quickly.

"Take a look quickly." Wen Xuyan urged.

After Song Buci carefully read the resume and self-introduction, he handed the phone to the two of them and said, "Your academic qualifications are impressive."

"But he's a violinist like you."

But this lady's experience was rather unsettling.

He went abroad to study when he was young, and later became famous and received many honors and praises.

After returning to China, she received invitations from many orchestras. She joined the Red Fei Orchestra and became an excellent violinist.

It mentioned that this outstanding woman gradually faded out of the public eye after getting married, and later withdrew from the Red Jade Band.

It was only now that I decided to pick up the violin again and continue playing on the stage.

Maybe she was too old, and she was married with children, so no one hired her despite submitting countless resumes.

That's probably why I sent my resume to her startup band.

After they both finished reading, Yan Yue subconsciously sighed, "What a pity! I wish she hadn't gotten married."

"Otherwise her future will surely be bright and glorious."

Wen Xuyan nodded: "Indeed, she is so amazing."

Song Buci looked at them and asked, "Should we invite her for an interview?"

"Invite!" they said in unison.

"She is so talented and shouldn't be buried." Yan Yue's eyes were full of regret.

But Wen Xuyan was not like that. He was only happy that someone came to join the band.

"If she joins, we'll just be one person short!" Wen Xuyan was very excited when he thought about standing on such a great stage in the future.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Song Buci nodded, picked up his phone and started editing the reply.

After replying, Song Buci picked up the fork and continued eating steak.

Maybe she was in a good mood, so she ordered one more.

"Just tell me if you're not full." Song Buci reminded them.